Mount and Blade System: Start from Pioneer Lords

The next day, at the crack of dawn, a red sun emerged from the horizon at the end of the wilderness, bringing the light of dawn and illuminating the wheat-like grass with a golden glow.

The wilderness was already in the north, and it was late July, the height of summer, with long days and short nights. According to the time, it was only about four o'clock, but it was already as bright as eight or nine o'clock.

The morning breeze carried a hint of coolness, and the Orc barbarians emerging from their tents couldn't help but shiver, then stretch and greet the new day.

The first breakfast at Highcliff Stronghold, though simple, was exceptionally hearty.

Salted pork stewed with potatoes, with just a handful of herbs added, filled Highcliff Stronghold with an enticing aroma that, carried by the cool breeze, tickled the stomachs of everyone.

The Orc barbarians didn't have much culinary skill to speak of, but they couldn't go wrong with this simple one-pot stew.

Lee Wei especially liked soaking black bread in the broth at this time, which not only masked the bread's inherent sourness but also softened it, filling it with rich meat juices.

Swallowing the soft bread and then taking a sip of the hot soup instantly energized his slightly sleepy body, making him feel warm and incredibly satisfied.

The Orcs ate with greasy mouths and satisfied expressions.

They felt that following their boss was the only right decision they had ever made in their lives.

They had never eaten so well, and their filled bellies made them feel so secure.

The Kobolds and Goblins could only hold bowls of unknown black paste, watching the Orcs eat with longing.

Then they looked at Old Neil with envy, a large piece of stewed salted pork lying quietly in his bowl.

That was a reward given to him by that human master.

Old Neil swallowed the salted pork in a few bites, it was so delicious that he almost swallowed his tongue.

He smacked his lips, savoring the aftertaste, he had never eaten such delicious food.

"See that? This is the reward for working hard for the master. As long as you work hard, it's not impossible for you to receive a reward like this in the future!"

Having eaten his fill, Old Neil rubbed his round belly and began to scold his Kobold pups.

All the Kobolds' mindsets changed involuntarily—as long as they worked hard, they could eat this kind of food!

"Good job."

Just then, a voice of praise came, and Old Neil immediately nodded and bowed.

"Later, you will lead them to cut down trees and build a wooden house, no problem, right?"

"I will definitely complete the task you have ordered, Master," Old Neil promised with certainty.

Lee Wei nodded and then looked at the Goblins.

Compared to the Kobolds, these Goblins seemed to have surrendered, but deep in their eyes, there was still a glint of greed.

They were obviously thinking about how to take over everything in Highcliff Stronghold.

These were inherently evil and cunning creatures; if you were good to them, they would only think you were weak and easily bullied.

In the history of Deber, there had been no shortage of women with overflowing compassion who were deceived by their pitiful appearance, and what awaited these women was not gratitude from the Goblins.

The Goblins feigned weakness and then attacked them, plundering these women back to their lairs and using them as breeding machines, torturing them day and night.

According to folklore, a female Sword Saint from a certain kingdom was attacked by Goblins and taken back to their lair. When everyone rescued her, she had already given birth to hundreds of Goblin pups.

This reminded Lee Wei of an anime he had watched in his previous life called Goblin Slayer, where the Goblins were almost identical to the ones here.

Lee Wei never had a shred of pity for these creatures.

"Before you go to cut down trees, drag these ugly things down there and chop off their roots."

Lee Wei said with a sneer.

He wanted to see if these Goblins, after removing their 'source of troubles', would still be full of lust, only thinking about plundering female races to breed and satisfy their desires.

The main thing was that Highcliff Stronghold had brought eight sheep from Whiteflow City, and Lee Wei didn't want to wake up one day and see these sheep give birth to green-skinned Goblins.

"O... Okay."

Old Neil felt a chill down below and quickly nodded.

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After eating breakfast, Zart set off with ten barbarians, measuring the land of the wilderness step by step with their feet. The wind in the wilderness was strong, blowing the knee-high rye grass into rolling waves.

Dozens of Orcs, like warriors from the wilderness, went to explore the unknown road.

"Boss, why did you give the meat to that Kobold?"

As Zart's back disappeared from sight, Lee Wei was about to go back when Muto next to him asked in confusion.

As an Orc living in the barren wilderness, food was an extremely precious thing to him and should not be given to useless Kobolds.

Letting them eat grass roots and rotten fruits was already a great favor.

This was what he had done in the tribe.

Although Muto was not a hero unit, he seemed to be smarter than that idiot Zart, so Lee Wei was willing to talk to him more.

"Muto, this is called class differentiation."

"As long as these Kobolds create a class, they will shift the conflict to their own race, so that we can better control them."

Muto scratched his head, although he didn't understand, he admired his boss's knowledge even more, and every word seemed to contain great truths.

"Simply put, if you were these Kobolds, you would be eating grass root paste every day, while Old Neil would be eating big fish and meat, what would you think?"

"Wouldn't you be thinking, why can't you replace Old Neil's position and eat big fish and meat every day?"

Muto thought about it and then nodded in agreement.

"Old Neil will definitely not give up his position, so he will suppress his people, even more than we exploit them."

Lee Wei smiled and didn't continue to speak.

He had said so much today that it was enough for Muto to digest for a while.

Muto seemed to understand, feeling as if a brain was about to grow in his head.

"These Kobolds have been domesticated almost enough, so there's no need to send someone to supervise them. Take people to dig a pit below Highcliff Stronghold, away from the river."

"Dig a pit five or six ren deep, twenty ren long, and two ren wide."

Lee Wei ordered, then remembered something: "Send two more people to let the sheep out to graze."

Muto nodded, then turned and left with the other Orc barbarians, taking their tools.

Anyone could dig a pit, so Lee Wei didn't have the idea of ​​commanding himself.

As for grazing?

That was one of the professions of these Orc barbarians, which could be said to be a perfect match.

Digging a pit was Lee Wei's intention to build a dry toilet.

Squatting in the grass to poop this morning made him truly experience the coolness of the wind blowing on his balls, and realized that building a toilet was imminent.