Mount and Blade System: Start from Pioneer Lords

The first wave of attacks involved conscripted militias organized by various nobles, intended to deplete the enemy's defenses first.

This wasn't heartlessness, but a necessary trade-off. If someone had to be expendable, preserving one's own main forces was the natural choice.

So, even though the Southern Border Defense Forces on the city walls were once suppressed by the enemy's spellcasters to the point where they dared not show their faces, they still fought to a strange standstill.

This resulted in an embarrassing situation where even if swordsmen and shield bearers managed to get up there, they would be forced back down after only a few dozen heartbeats.

But this situation was about to end.

"Brother-in-law, look over there!" Mill shielded his eyes with his hand, forming a visor, and shouted excitedly.

"Well, they're finally bringing out the heavy stuff!"

Li Wei threw away the melon seed shells, took out the binoculars from his lower back, and watched with great interest through the lenses.

In the lenses, a few thousand steps away from the city walls, teams of fully armed warriors were advancing in neat steps.

The lord even saw a group of heavily armored warriors among them, each over two and a half 'ren' tall. They were covered in extremely fine and heavy Sordell plate armor, even covering their faces completely, with only a pair of deep, cold eyes peering out from the narrow gaps in their masks, intimidatingly.

They looked like moving sculptures.

"They are the Mastiff Clan!" Leah saw the golden tails hanging behind the armored warriors. "This is Aunt Fulina's other warrior group, whose fame is only slightly less than the Panta Warriors."

"These warriors are really good!"

A feeling called jealousy was mercilessly tearing at the lord's heart, and the sourness in his tone could corrode even the hardest orichalcum into slag.

The Panda people, who controlled Qi and were highly skilled in martial arts, already made the lord sleepless for nights on end. Now, a Mastiff clan had emerged.

Just looking at their aura, one could tell that these warriors were not just for show; they were definitely the elite of the elite.

The huge leg bones of unknown beasts they carried on their shoulders were even more intimidating.

"It seems that the Duchess can't hold back anymore and is preparing to send the Mastiff Clan to test the waters first."

Mengweite spoke what was on everyone's mind.

Unleashing a group of ordinary soldiers to fight would eventually exhaust morale. Therefore, at the appropriate time, the main forces would naturally be sent up to continue to withstand the pressure.

But to be fair, the enemy's defense was not as fierce as imagined. Even those conscripted militias could make it to the city walls.

If a more elite force were to come, they might really be able to achieve success in one fell swoop.

"This so-called Southern Border General Kloss is nothing more than this. Ordinary soldiers can even reach the city walls. How can he cope with the absolute strength that follows?"

Li Wei shook his head.

Although he was ostracized by the northern nobles and officers, he still had plenty of intelligence, so he knew that the city was being defended by an old Marquis named Kloss, a legendary general who graduated from a military academy.

He had participated in various battles that were frighteningly famous, the most famous of which was probably repelling an attack of 10,000 Lizardmen with only 800 men.

At the time, a group of northern officers were cautious about this, fearing that the other side would come up with some fantastic tactics.

So they were all steady and methodical. But until now, Li Wei only saw that the other side's city defense arrangement could indeed be called experienced, but if he really wanted to say anything about a famous general, with this level of content, he, Lord Li, could definitely pass for one.

"Li Wei, arrogance is the greatest bad habit. Although I don't know what this Marquis Kloss is thinking, his reputation is definitely not undeserved."

Mengweite looked serious, trying to correct the Lion Hunter's bad idea.

He had been in contact with the Marquis and was deeply impressed by some of his military ideas. He was definitely not a man who was seeking fame.

The lord was about to speak when a chorus of exclamations interrupted him. Following their line of sight, he saw...

"Damn it!"

What came into view made Li Wei couldn't help but swear, and instantly understood something.

They were ordinary small earth mounds, and because they were far from the main battlefield, there wasn't even a single figure. The only thing worth noting was that the earth mounds were very close to the ice and snow mages who were floating in the sky and casting spells.

How close? Close enough that the lord could hit them even with his eyes closed.

Unfortunately, with the endless view, he could clearly see even a single weed on it, so no one cared whether soldiers would appear here to threaten the spellcasting group, unless the other party could airdrop soldiers here out of thin air.

But at this moment, the ground was like Moses parting the Red Sea. A huge earth platform instantly rose from the ground, with a dozen cold-gleaming ballistae placed on it. Soldiers wearing the same armor as the Black Stone Fortress defense forces released the triggers, looking coldly at the ice and snow mages, as if they were looking at a group of dead people.

Obviously, this famous general Kloss was not doing nothing. He had been deploying since who knows when, and the target was obvious: the enemy's spellcasters.

Their position was only four or five hundred steps away from the spellcasting group, and the spellcasting group was gathered together like chicks, so the accuracy of the first round was frighteningly high.

Swish, swish, swish!

Dozens of crossbow bolts made of special metal pierced straight at the ice and snow mages.

The crisp sound of the strings made everyone's heartstrings tremble.

Even the ice and snow mages couldn't help but show horror on their faces. Among them, a few mages had the level of advanced mages, and the floating magic was exactly their magic.

They hurriedly manipulated their magic to move, preparing to dodge the attack of these crossbow bolts.

But how fast were the crossbow bolts shot from such a close distance? It was simply a fool's dream to want to dodge!

The ice and snow shields of the mages, which had originally had the upper hand, were only slightly stronger than eggshells at this moment, and only stopped the crossbow bolts for a moment before shattering with a bang.

In an instant, bodies fell from the sky one after another like dumplings, carrying huge potential energy. The crossbow bolts shattered the internal organs of their chests, revealing bowl-sized holes.

"God!" Leah watched this scene in horror, her cherry mouth open wide enough to stuff a strawberry in.

The surviving ice and snow mages were also frightened out of their wits, and quickly ran to the ground, hiding behind the steel shields that the soldiers quickly erected.

Unfortunately, the other side obviously knew that this kind of sneak attack was only a one-shot deal. The platform quickly disappeared into nothing and hid underground.

This relieved the ice and snow mages.

Li Wei looked at this scene, feeling heartbroken - even though these spellcasters had nothing to do with him, Lord Li.

Mages also have another nickname - "Master of the Law," the real master unit. The entire Northern Border now has only seventeen or eighteen mages going south together, which shows how precious they are.

The Lion Hunter, whose name is frighteningly loud, now has only four spellcasters under his command, or rather, dark elf priestesses that he captured alive, who can't even be considered formal mages. Sam and Orak are both amateur shamans, one is a two-knife shaman, and the other is a reckless shaman who is fully focused on blessing himself.

And now the lost ice and snow mages are enough to be worth a Highcliff Fortress spellcasting team, which can be said to be a heavy loss.

Li Wei could almost imagine Fulina's rage.

In fact, as he expected, at the front of the Northern Legion camp, there was a wooden tower built temporarily, which was also a watchtower for a group of nobles to observe the battlefield.

It can be said that the miserable situation of the ice and snow mages like drowned hares was witnessed by them. One by one, they were first stunned, and then erupted into soaring rage.

Fulina, who had been full of smiles on her face, was now left with only a blank expression of silence.

"Lord, the despicable Southern Border dwarfs have sneaked up on us. They must have come through underground tunnels. Let me take people to make them pay their blood debts!" A noble slashed a sword fiercely at the wooden fence next to him.

"The damned Southern Border guys only use such despicable means. I'm going to catch them and tie their six limbs with horses and make them repent for this!"

"Duke, let us go!"

All the nobles roared with red faces and thick necks. At this moment, they only felt that this was a great humiliation, and they must pay it back a hundredfold to relieve their anger.

Two hundred thousand elite soldiers surrounded a lonely city, but the other side stole the most important spellcasting group in the rear. For all the nobles, this was tantamount to a black history that would be recorded in history.

How could they not be angry.

"Tes, Winter, you go and bring people to catch them back. I want all the soldiers and spellcasters who participated in this tactic to experience the skinning of the Northern Border!" After a long silence, Fulina finally spoke, her tone still calm, but the content made people shudder.

"Duke, as you wish!"

The two Earls smiled on their faces, turned their heads and took their soldiers to rush to the location where the other party appeared.

It would definitely take a lot of time for the other party to dig such a long underground tunnel. By the same token, it would not be easy to destroy it. If they were fast enough, they would be able to catch up with the other party before they entered Black Stone Fortress.

After all, transporting those fine ballistae back would also slow them down.

Tes directly ordered a thousand elite soldiers to rush over. As expected, the entrance of the cave had not collapsed, and even those ballistae were still placed underground in a mess.

"Look, these Southern Border gnomes left these ballistae and ran away."

Tes had a smile on his face, but it was very cold.

As the first person to attack Kalia Town, he not only did not get this credit, but became a clown to set off someone.

And now his chance to wipe out the previous humiliation has come. If he attacked Black Stone Fortress along the tunnel, then his military achievements would definitely jump forward in an instant, dazzlingly.

"Tes, will the other party ambush us underground? After all, they still have spellcasters." Earl Winter was in charge of the catapults in front, but he just happened to be rotated down. He didn't expect to encounter another opportunity to gain military merit immediately, and directly brought his troll guards over.

Earl Winter's words reminded Tes of the Kalia Town incident. At that time, he suffered a loss from the spellcasters. He nodded: "It's possible. Let the soldiers go in and see first. If there is no problem, we will go down again."

He, whose chest was still aching, prepared to be prudent. Although in his opinion, the other party had obviously fled in a panic, otherwise they would not have left these ballistae here.

You know, a dozen ballistae are definitely a huge force to defend the city, and generally they would not be easily abandoned.

Rivi was a soldier, and he was often proud of it because his name was pronounced the same as the Lion Hunter.

He didn't understand why Earl Tes and other northern bigwigs were ostracizing this Lion Hunter.

Frankly, he thought the other party's actions and strength were admirable.

However, everyone ostracized him, so even if he admired him, he had to pretend to spit on the other party as an ungrateful dog, so as not to be ostracized or even hated by the monarch.

Back to the topic, he admired this Lion Hunter, so he naturally yearned to become this kind of bigwig.

So in the face of this credit so close at hand, he rushed to the front without hesitation. As long as he passed through this underground tunnel and attacked Black Stone Fortress, then he might become Knight Rivi!

But at this moment, he regretted his decision.

The passage, which originally only had messy footprints on the ground, now had something more.

It was a candle that was about to burn out, and might even directly exhaust the wax oil at the base in the next second.

Gudong~

Ordinary and common candles, now made a group of Northern Border soldiers in the front row collectively suffer from the disease of swallowing saliva.

Because a viscous green liquid was flowing on the ground, and it was still emitting a fluorescent green light. It obviously looked like it had a different kind of beauty, but it made everyone feel this liquid was "evil"!

"What are you humans doing? It's just some sticky liquid and candles. You're really cowardly and incompetent." A troll warrior pushed from behind, and the contempt contained in it was clearly visible.

"You damn pig! I really want to chop you!" A knight with a white beard jumped and cursed, "Wildfire! This is wildfire! Once it's lit, we'll all have to die here."

"I've seen a ghost, how can I encounter this thing made by alchemists here."

The knight, who was usually humble and polite, was now like a folk shrew, scolding all kinds of dirty words to cover up the despair in his heart.

Once this fuel made by alchemists is lit, there is no possibility of extinguishing it at all, and it will never give up until the last moment.

Rivi, who was in the very front, didn't even have the mood to care about what happened behind him. If it was lit, he would definitely be the first to be burned to death.

There was no possibility of turning around and running now. The candle was about to burn to the end, and once it touched wildfire, it would explode violently.

Only hope to extinguish it.

He slowly bent down, his lips trembling with fear. It was obviously a cold climate, but his back was already wet.

The soldiers and knights next to him didn't even dare to breathe, for fear of affecting the other party and causing him to fail.

He took a deep breath and slowly stretched out his hand to pinch it off. The flame was dancing constantly, and his movements were very slight. As a result, the flame tilted in the next second...

He smiled miserably.

Boom boom boom!