Mount and Blade System: Start from Pioneer Lords

"Ah!"

As if a mournful wail from hell echoed, green flames erupted violently, engulfing the entire passage. The soldiers caught in the blast barely had time for a scream before their black iron armor melted into red liquid, and their flesh turned to ash.

The green flames surged like a tide, rushing outwards through the tunnel...

Tes, who was about to descend into the tunnel with Count Winter, heard faint screams and muffled sounds from within. His heart skipped a beat, and the next moment, his vision was filled with green.

"It's wildfire!" He smiled bitterly, barely managing to cover his body with battle aura.

The two thousand soldiers behind him, who hadn't yet entered the tunnel, were even more at a loss.

With a deafening explosion, the entire passage was blown apart, and a monstrous wave of fire soared into the sky.

The soldiers who joined the chase were like snowballs thrown into a fire, none escaping unscathed.

To wash away their shame, the two counts who came to pursue brought their elite troops, totaling three thousand men. Originally, they intended to enter the city through the tunnel and receive the honor of breaking the siege, but now, who knows how many lives were devoured by the wildfire.

Green flames fell from the sky like streams, still carrying a scorching temperature. The smell of burning flesh, accompanied by desperate screams, spread to everyone's ears.

For a moment, almost no one spoke. All that could be heard was the crackling of the fire and the screams, the atmosphere heavy enough to solidify the air.

Li Wei watched this scene in silence.

Marquis Cross of Blackrock Fortress, worthy of the title of famous general.

Previously, he completely looked down on this so-called famous general, because he did nothing in the face of the Northern army's siege, and the siege arrangements could only be considered mediocre.

But now, the lord was completely impressed.

From the town of Kalia, every step was calculated in the opponent's plan. The Northern army was like a wild chicken constantly pecking at the corn in front of it, about to fall into a trap.

He used the defeat of Kalia to arouse the Northern army's pride, and then used spellcasters to bless the city every day to deepen everyone's impression, in order to conceal the fact that there were more spellcasters digging tunnels.

Finally, he used the tragic deaths of the spellcasters to enrage the Northern nobles, who led their troops to chase into the tunnel...

This war was like a huge stage, and they were the actors from the Far East, cooperating with the other side in acting. If there was even the slightest mistake in the middle, it would never have created the current situation.

To have two counts and three thousand soldiers ambushed at once was definitely a heavy blow to the Northern army, not to mention the heavily damaged spellcaster团.

This battle would obviously become the opponent's proud record in the annals of history, and every Northern noble would be recorded in history, leaving behind a period of black history.

This naturally also included Li Wei, who, despite doing nothing, inexplicably had a piece of black history added to his great history of rising to power, making the lord so angry that he almost passed out.

"It's wildfire..."

Meng Weite's voice was hoarse, so shocked that his throat felt as dry and terrifying as if it had been burned by wildfire.

"This is liquid fire made by alchemists. Once ignited, it will not stop burning until it is completely exhausted. Its power can melt pig iron. It was once the nightmare of those Hurricane Heinck pirates."

"But since repelling the pirates, because it was too cruel and inhumane, it was listed as a prohibited item and not allowed to be used. I didn't expect it to appear here..."

"This Marquis Cross will be sent to a military court."

Finally, the Wolf Island Earl added silently.

"Before that, he will probably be torn to pieces by the furious Northern nobles."

Li Wei sighed.

This famous general Cross had probably thought about the consequences from the beginning and was prepared to bear them.

He couldn't help but feel lingering fear in his heart. If it had been High Cliff Fortress that had rushed into the tunnel, then no one but him would have survived.

The lord, who was originally proud of High Cliff Fortress's elite soldiers, no longer had any arrogance at this moment.

The soldiers blessed by the system were indeed powerful, and their advantage against ordinary people was so great that it was outrageous.

But this did not mean invincibility. There were too many things in this world that could destroy them, and the wildfire that appeared this time was only one of them.

The Southern Legion's first offensive ultimately ended in failure. The Mastiffs could be said to be brave and fearless, once even reaching the city wall and gaining a foothold. They had done everything they could.

But when their own spellcasters were sadly hugging their companions' corpses with faces full of sorrow, and the officers and soldiers were demoralized by the green fire that soared into the sky and burned three thousand people.

The other side seemed to have taken stimulants, fighting more and more fiercely, and the spellcasters were also casting spells hard. Therefore, no matter how brave they were individually, they could not change the already doomed defeat.

Leaving behind a ground full of corpses and wounded who could not retreat, the heavily damaged front-line soldiers began to retreat from the battlefield like a receding tide, welcomed by the jubilant Blackrock Fortress defenders and the wildfire still burning in the sky.

...

If you only look at the strength comparison, the Northern Legion absolutely crushed Blackrock Fortress. It could be said that the other side was using a fortress to resist the entire North.

Almost everyone believed that the North would win.

But the fact once again proved that war cannot be decided by paper data alone, otherwise there would not be so many classic battles in history where the few defeated the many.

It was just that reality was so absurd that the Northern nobles did not expect that a battle where the few defeated the many would also happen to them, and unfortunately, they were the many.

Li Wei learned from Earl Andao that one of the counts who chased into the tunnel this time was Tes, with whom he had worked.

That Count Winter had already been buried in the sea of fire, and only a melted sword could be found to prove his identity. Fortunately, Tes survived, but unfortunately, he would spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair.

Based on the fact that the two had a bit of colleague friendship, the lord carried a basket of apples swiped from Meng Weite to visit this count.

The other side was placed in a luxurious tent. On the way, Li Wei even met other Northern nobles who were also visiting. They expressed their gratitude for the lord's behavior, squeezing out a trace of a smile, without the usual undisguised exclusion.

Earl Tes was placed on a low bed covered with white sheets. Just one glance was enough to make the lord unable to bear to look again.

This middle-aged nobleman, who used to have a delicate mustache, now had empty legs. Only his upper body was like a strip of meat repeatedly rolled in a fire, now a black jerky. If it weren't for the familiar ring on his finger, it would be completely unrecognizable that this was that rather elegant count.

The other side's chest was still slightly heaving, obviously not a dead thing.

Li Wei shook his head, put the apples on the table next to him, and left the tent with Andao.

Originally, he didn't intend to hide what he said, but he didn't expect that Tes would snitch. To be honest, he was indeed a little unhappy and prepared to find a chance to teach the other side a lesson.

Now, seeing the other side in this miserable state, although he couldn't say he was relieved, he couldn't say he was elated either. All he felt was the vicissitudes of fate.

"When we found Tes, the other side was howling inside the burning red plate armor. After being rescued, he was saved by the snow mages' all-out efforts." Andao took out a small, transparent glass bottle from his arms, unscrewed the cap and took a sip, then said with some emotion: "Afterwards, the military doctors determined that it was the set of Orichalcum plate armor that ensured that the other side did not directly contact the wildfire, and then resisted for a while under the protection of the battle aura, but because the battle aura was consumed too quickly, he had to give up his feet and protect his upper body instead, which is why he persisted until we arrived."

Originally, he was not a drunkard, but used alcohol to numb the itching in his right hand, but now, he didn't know why, even if his hand didn't itch, he wanted to take a few sips: "But Count Winter was not so lucky. He didn't have exquisite Orichalcum plate armor, and his battle aura was not as profound as Tes's. The wildfire burned the plate armor into molten iron not long after it came into contact with him, and then burned him to ashes. If it weren't for half a sword next to that pool of molten iron, we wouldn't even be able to recognize him."

Only at this time did Earl Andao dare to say so much to this Lion Hunter Knight.

Everyone now seemed calm on the surface, but in fact, the anger in their hearts was intensifying, just like there would be a period of calm before a storm.

Therefore, he had no intention of excluding this High Cliff Fortress lord.

"What is Fulina going to do?"

Li Wei looked at Blackrock Fortress in the distance and asked.

Andao Earl followed his gaze and said in a calm tone without any emotion: "Three days later, use Regulo to sacrifice to the banner to comfort the dead brothers, and then do everything possible to break through Blackrock Fortress and make this Marquis Cross pay his blood debt!"

Originally, everyone was still abiding by certain rules and maintaining restraint, such as not directly killing captured enemy nobles, but using them to obtain other things.

Therefore, after Regulo, the baron of Kalia Town, was captured, he was beaten up by Tes. Afterwards, it was said that he was doing well, and that every day, except for being unfree and heavily guarded, he ate the same as ordinary soldiers, and no one deliberately went to trouble him.

But now that the other side actually used wildfire, a prohibited military item, and overturned the table, then don't blame them for not playing by the rules either.

Regulo, the enemy baron, would become the first Southern lord they would kill as a warning.

Li Wei was silent. He was afraid that when Blackrock Fortress was breached, it would be the time when this Marquis Cross committed suicide.

The other side dared to risk the world's condemnation to use wildfire, probably putting life and death out of his mind.

At that time, the anger of these Northern nobles would be vented on other nobles, and even the civilians of Blackrock Fortress.

He sighed. It was true that whether it was peace or war, it was ultimately the civilians who suffered.

...

"When will your human wars end?" Although she had just finished eating, Sophia was still staring intently at the baked potato in Li Wei's hand, her saliva almost drooling.

As a dragon, her appetite was naturally very large. If she was allowed to eat her fill for a few days, she could eat High Cliff Fortress's logistics dry. Therefore, she was now restricted in her food intake, and her three meals a day were the same as an ordinary person.

She couldn't get enough to eat at all, and could only satisfy her appetite.

Although dragons only need to eat their fill in one meal and can last for a long time afterwards, they will still feel hungry.

"I already made an exception and let you eat an extra piece of lamb just now." Li Wei was a little helpless, but looking at the saliva flowing from the corner of her mouth, he couldn't bear to look directly, so he handed the potato over: "There's only this one tonight, no more."

"Hehe, I promise to eat only this one." Sophia immediately smiled happily and chewed the potato in one bite.

"I want to know more than you do." Li Wei peeled open a baked potato again and ate it in big bites, then asked curiously:

"Your dragons have such a large appetite, so where do you find so much food on your dragon island with so many dragons?"

To be honest, just raising one dragon almost plunged High Cliff Fortress into a financial crisis. It was hard to imagine where an island full of dragons got its food from.

"Old Bell catches sea fish from the sea, each one bigger than me." Sophia said here, and couldn't help but look disgusted: "Although these sea fish are very large, one can let me eat three meals, but eating them every day is really too unpalatable!"

"Chatting is chatting, don't move your hands!" Li Wei slapped away the fair little hand that was quietly reaching out to steal a potato, and the crisp sound echoed through the tent.

But he was lost in thought. No wonder this silver dragon girl had been staying in High Cliff Fortress and didn't want to leave. It turned out that she hadn't eaten any good pork, and then after coming into contact with food she had never eaten before in High Cliff Fortress, she could no longer leave.

The lord decided that when he went back, he had to cook himself and completely capture the stomach of this foodie girl with the food of his previous life!

Sophia, who had not completed her plan, looked at her little hand, which was suddenly red and swollen, with a face full of grievance.

This human's strength was too great... Although her human form did not have the strong defense of her main body, it was still much stronger than ordinary humans, but as a result, he slapped it swollen.

Zha Te looked at Sophia's dejected appearance and chuckled strangely twice.

As a stubborn iron-headed boy, he had once looked for this dragon who had turned into a girl to try out the other side's strength.

Actually, he wanted to defeat the other side, and then brag to others that he had also defeated a dragon.

But he didn't expect the other side to be very timid, and said that he wouldn't compete with him no matter what. For this reason, he bet that he would catch wild cattle for her for half a month, and only then did the other side agree to compete with him.

As a result, it was only one round. The seemingly weak and weak little hand punched him, almost making him spit out a mouthful of old blood.

That great force reminded Zha Te of the boss's iron fists. In order to prevent there from being no grass on his grave next year, he immediately and decisively admitted defeat.

But he didn't expect the other side to be like he had become enlightened, and from then on, he would excitedly look for him to compete every day, showing the attitude of bullying the weak and fearing the strong to the fullest.

That time was simply his nightmare, so now seeing the other side deflated, he couldn't be happier.

Just then, the curtain was lifted from the outside, and a figure rushed in with the cold wind.

"Who is it? The warmth that I finally burned to warm up has all been run away by you." Sophia said angrily, directly venting her dissatisfaction with someone who had reduced her food.