Lord: Start with the Pioneer Knight

[A Goblin King appeared in the southwest of the Gray Wasteland. He is integrating the goblins in the area and preparing to retaliate against the humans who have devoured their homes. It is expected to launch an attack plan against the southern part of the Cardero Province within a year. ]

"You can't go to the southwest for the time being."

I thought the information given by my cousin was useful, but I didn't expect that the hidden dangers in the southwest were so great. Weilin shook his head helplessly.

Orlando, who was standing aside, looked at Weilin's lost look and came over to ask: "Master, I wonder if there are any problems that require Orlando to share."

"Okay, I'm fine. You just need to practice hard now so that you can help me in the future."

Weilin looked at the boy, rubbed his golden hair, and asked him to continue training and practice skills so as not to be like an empty shell.

At this time, the captain of the Knight Guard, Baird, came over and reported to Weilin: "My lord, according to the map provided by Baron Olcott, the road ahead is a place where bandits are frequent. We must strengthen our vigilance."

"Well, the reconnaissance and escort work along the way is handed over to you. You can take this opportunity to capture a group of slaves. After all, the most important thing for development is manpower."

"My lord, please rest assured. I will make proper arrangements."

...

On the road that Weilin must pass, a group of bandits gathered together. Hundreds of people held swords and knives, lying in the bushes on both sides of the road, greedily looking at the middle of the road, looking forward to the arrival of the big fat sheep.

"Boss Cook, there are still 30 minutes, and the group of fat sheep will pass here." A bandit ran over and reported to the bandit leader Cook who led the operation.

"Tell the brothers to get ready. As long as you succeed, there will be enough men, women and drinks tonight."

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding bandits cheered. Amid the scolding of the bandit leader Cook, they fell silent again, quietly waiting for the prey to enter the encirclement.

Half an hour later, a team appeared on the road and slowly approached the ambush site of the bandits.

Velin rode on his horse and looked around, feeling something was wrong.

"Bailde, do you think it's too quiet around here?"

"My lord, it's true. I'm afraid there's an ambush. Do you want to stop moving forward and let the knights investigate?" Baird drove his horse forward and came to Weilin's side. He looked around with a sharp eye and then answered.

"No, those bandits should hide in the bushes in front. Let others prepare for battle."

"Yes, my lord."

Slowly, the convoy got closer and closer to the ambush site of the bandits.

A bandit leader looked at the huge convoy, especially the two hundred militiamen holding spears, and began to retreat. He advised the bandit leader Cook: "Boss, there are so many people on the other side, should we..."

"Shut up, this is what the superiors told us to do, and we must complete it."

"Besides, they are all serfs, just empty shells, what are you afraid of."

"If you dare to say these words again, I will cook you."

"Yes, yes, boss, I know." The bandit leader looked at the bandit leader Cook in fear and said in fear.

He saw with his own eyes that the boss cooked and ate several colleagues who disobeyed him, so he didn't dare to touch the leader's bad luck.

Looking at the convoy getting closer and closer, the bandit leader Cook held his breath, held the mace tightly, and stared at the front, waiting for the best opportunity.

"Kill."

With an order, hundreds of bandits stood up from the bushes and rushed towards the convoy regardless of everything.

"Meet the enemy."

The captain of the Knight Guard, Baird, drew his knight's sword and roared.

Led by their respective squad leaders, the two hundred serfs quickly formed two lines of defense with the support of twenty-six carriages.

Although they were a little flustered during the process, Weilin was very satisfied and no longer asked for anything. After all, they were just serfs who had been trained for less than half a month. How could they be compared with professional armies?

The eleven knights outside the square drew their swords and drove the red phosphorus horses forward to face the robbers head-on.

"Crack"

More than a dozen heads flew up, and the headless bodies of the robbers who rushed in the front fell to the ground after running a few steps.

Facing the eleven bronze knights, the robbers, who were mostly ordinary people, had no power to fight back.

Seeing this, the bandit leader Cook, who was standing in the crowd, waved his mace and approached one of the knights, ready to kill one first to stabilize the morale of these bastards.

After killing two bandits, Knight Andrew found a strong bandit who wanted to attack by surprise, and secretly accumulated strength.

Bandit leader Cook saw the opportunity, pushed the ground hard, and accelerated suddenly.

"Crack"

The head flew high, and the bandit leader Cook was excited, but why he was getting higher and higher, and the headless corpse was like his own body.

As a bronze mid-level warrior, Cook died on the battlefield.

The bandits around saw such a powerful boss being killed by the opponent with a sword, and they immediately scattered in all directions.

Baird took this opportunity to order the serfs to attack, assist the knights, and strangle the remaining bandits.

Standing in the center of the square, Weilin watched the battle without suspense. He didn't even get close to the square formed by the serfs, but was killed and scattered by the eleven knights. I don't know how to evaluate it.

I can only say that the bandits in Cardero Province are too stupid. They have no strength and still learn to rob others. It's really stupid.

The battle only lasted eight minutes before it ended. The next step was to capture prisoners.

"My Lord, 43 bandits were killed and 57 were captured." Baird came to Weilin and reported.

Velin stepped forward and patted Baird on the shoulder, praising loudly: "Your bravery proves your loyalty."

At this time, two bandit leaders were brought up by four serfs and escorted to Weilin, waiting for interrogation.

"Tell me, who is your leader, and who instructed you to ambush us." Baird drew out his long sword and put it on the neck of a bandit leader.

"Sir, our leader is called Cook, and he just died at the hands of your knight. As for who instructed us, I don't know." Looking at the sharp knight's long sword, the bandit leader trembled and answered.

Velin stared at the bandit leader who answered and waved his hand.

Seeing this, Baird directly pierced the bandit leader's throat, and blood gushed out.

Another bandit leader looked at his dead companion and Baird who was about to take action, and said loudly: "My lord, I know, I know"

"There is a noble behind us. Only our boss knows who it is. He was just killed by you."

"Please spare my life."

"It seems that hyenas are targeting us."

"My lord, there are only a few nobles in this area. If you inquire about their reputation along the way, the worst one may be the mastermind behind the scenes." Baird, the captain of the Knight Guard, cut off the head of another bandit leader with a sword and said to Weilin.