Mount and Blade System: Start from Pioneer Lords

Overall, these weapons were certainly not as good as custom-made ones, but they were better than Li Wei had slightly expected.

They were all made of fine steel, with no skimping on materials, and thoughtfully wrapped with cowhide at the grip to prevent blisters and slipping.

Migen fiddled with abacus beads specially made by dwarves at the counter, muttering to himself:

“A set of five javelins, five gold coins, plus weapons for each person... roughly twenty gold coins, with a total of fifty-one orcs, that's... one thousand and twenty gold coins.”

Migen placed the calculated beads on the table, "Since you are buying a large quantity of weapons, I'll round it down for you, making it an even one thousand gold coins."

Realizing he might not have enough funds, Li Wei cautiously said, "Could you round it down even further?"

The gnome crossed his arms and remained silent, sending a solid eye-roll.

Clang!

Li Wei slammed his sword on the counter, "Sword name: Holy Sword, made of mithril, the real owner is at least an elven royal."

Mithril was a magical metal from a thousand years ago, stronger than steel but as light as a feather. Its beauty is like silver, and it does not decay or fade with time.

Light as a feather, strong as dragon scales, is its byword.

It has considerable affinity with magic, and many powerful magical weapons require mithril.

Rarer than gold, very expensive, it is a true rarity.

Of course, in this era of fading magic, its collectible value far outweighs its practical value.

What's more, this mithril sword has exquisite patterns carved on the blade, indicating it has a significant background.

Migen was overjoyed, carefully drew the sword out, flicked his finger on the blade, producing a crisp and pleasant sound, then took a rag and pulled it across the blade, which was easily cut in half.

“Worthy of being a mithril sword.” Migen looked at his reflection on the sword. Due to the properties of mithril, this sword is pure white and can almost be used as a mirror: "This is a priceless treasure."

“Sell it.”

“What?” Migen paused, raising an eyebrow.

Exchanging a precious sword for money is easy, but buying a precious sword is not just about having money, it often requires luck.

Therefore, swordsmen who own precious swords often regard their swords as precious as their lives.

“I said sell it.”

“The money from the sale, plus this, should be enough to equip my subordinates with decent equipment.” Li Wei threw the money bag filled with four hundred gold coins on the counter, making a dull thud.

He won this sword, and because it was obtained too easily, he didn't cherish it much.

Moreover, this sword is not very useful to him, and its value varies depending on the buyer. It's better to use it to equip the orc barbarians with leather armor and weapons.

With equipped barbarians, he could quickly conquer a territory in the wilderness.

That is much more practical than this sword that can only be collected.

Upon hearing this, Migen's face showed hesitation.

Frankly, accepting this sword is undoubtedly the most correct choice, but keeping this sword here would only gather dust on the shelf.

After a long silence, he sighed.

“This kind of good sword should follow a master worthy of its allegiance. Leaving it with me would only let it be covered in dust.”

“Not taking it?” Li Wei was a little surprised.

As a businessman, he couldn't believe that he would pass up such a huge advantage. This was the first time he had encountered this.

“I once dreamed of becoming the greatest blacksmith of the dwarves, but the gnome's strength is not enough, and I can't even swing a hammer.”

Migen's eyes revealed a look of reminiscence, and he simply said this.

This is a gnome with a dwarven dream. Li Wei understood why he didn't take the sword.

Dwarven blacksmiths often prefer to give good weapons to suitable people even if they lose money, because they believe that the works they put their heart and soul into have souls and lives.

They should not fall into the hands of useless people and be covered in dust.

Li Wei nodded with deep understanding.

“I understand. I once dreamed of becoming a wandering poet mingling in noble ladies' circles, but now...” Li Wei looked at the biceps on his arm with a complicated expression.

The two were speechless, and after a long silence, Li Wei broke the silence.

“So, my equipment?”

“I offer loans here.”

Their mutual sympathy lasted for less than a few seconds, and they quickly returned to their respective natures and began to bargain.

The final result was that Li Wei, after haggling, incurred an interest-free loan of six hundred gold coins, to be repaid within one year.

The equipment was that each orc had a handy weapon and five javelins.

In fact, this batch of equipment was worth the price, and one thousand gold coins was not expensive.

Military actions are inherently huge investments, with equipment expenditures accounting for the majority. Li Wei could also equip these orcs with a farmer's three-piece set at a cheap price, but that was not worthwhile.

Now that these orcs wield sharp steel axes and warhammers, their combat power has risen more than one level.

If they were also clad in armor, Li Wei was confident that these orc barbarians could charge and kill the thousand-man militia temporarily pulled together by the lords, unscathed.

He was taking the path of elite troops, and he never liked mediocrity.

The three thousand farmers formed a militia that could not withstand the charge of a hundred fully armored cavalry is the same principle.

……

Li Wei led this group of orc barbarians and rushed into the location of Rolina's shop again.

In the open space here, there were nine carriages, and a group of servants were moving goods onto them, boxes of apples, rye bread, etc.

Including food and tools needed for development.

When he arrived, Rolina was directing.

“Speaking of which, are you so free? You even have time to direct here?”

Li Wei grabbed an apple from a wooden box, wiped it casually on his body, and ate it in large bites.

The other world doesn't have pesticides, so he ate it with peace of mind.

“There's nothing I can do. Other industries have people to manage them for me. I'm just finding something to do so I don't get bored.” Rolina glanced at Li Wei.

“Heh, you're doing a good job as a hands-off boss.”

Li Wei immediately felt that the apple in his hand was no longer fragrant, and an emotion called jealousy was ruthlessly tearing at his heart. The sourness in his tone was enough to corrode steel into slag.

He thought he was a pioneering noble, but he had to do everything himself and was still in debt.

It's really infuriating to compare people.

“As for clothing, your subordinates are all too big, and there are no ready-made ones. They need to be sewn temporarily, so you have to wait patiently for a while.”

Li Wei nodded, he wasn't short of time.

Having nothing to do, he found a secluded place, took out the novel *Knight Abin* and continued reading.

“Although young Abin's horsemanship is not good...”

He gradually immersed himself in it, swimming in the ocean of knowledge, and was extremely fascinated.

“Li Wei, Li Wei.”

Rolina called several times without response, greatly changing her impression of Li Wei.

She didn't expect that this pioneering knight also liked to read, and was so absorbed in it.