Mount and Blade System: Start from Pioneer Lords

The Fede warriors present couldn't laugh; they gripped their long spears tightly, their knuckles white, the cold weapons in their hands the only source of security they felt.

If a few hundred people were just a dark mass, then a force of over four thousand was spread all over the mountains and fields, stretching as far as the eye could see.

The Fede tribe was like a lone boat in a storm, ready to be capsized by a single wave at any moment.

The Fede warriors, who had never seen such a large-scale battle, were extremely nervous, the mountain wind blowing their unique white hair and their pale faces with tightly pursed lips reflecting each other.

"Zart, I remember you kept a mistress back in Colen?"

The lord asked suddenly, with a hint of amusement.

Zart scratched his head, wondering why his boss was asking about something he already knew, especially at a time like this.

Right now, they could already see a frightening number of bandits stirring, ready to attack at any moment.

The surrounding Fede warriors were extremely tense, not understanding why their lord had the leisure to chat about personal matters at such a time, but they couldn't help but prick up their ears while keeping their eyes on the front.

After all, it was quite a novelty for an orc to keep a mistress.

"Yes," Zart nodded without thinking too much about it.

Although he was an orc, as a male, he naturally had needs.

"I've seen this massive lady, I believe her name was Madam Marlene. What I want to know is, how many bed frames did you break?"

Li Wei made an exaggerated gesture in the air with his hand, his tone playful, and before Zart could answer, he said with a sigh:

"I think at least half of your earnings went into that. What a huge expense!"

It was an incredibly corny joke, but the corners of the Fede warriors' mouths turned up slightly.

Especially when they saw Zart's two-and-a-half-meter tall, burly figure, they could almost imagine what the so-called Madam Marlene must look like to be described as 'massive'.

The Fede warriors' tense expressions were gradually calmed by their lord's confident and uniquely relaxed demeanor.

Zart, standing to the side, pouted aggrievedly.

Everyone else was amused, but he was the only one who felt hurt.

Bestial howls echoed from the bandits in the mountains, spreading like a plague, from sparse to dense, from scattered to continuous, until the entire sky was filled with the bandits' cries.

These shouts from different races converged, filled with greed and bloodlust, like the undead returning to the world, swarming towards them in a dense mass.

Li Wei jumped up from the giant sword he was using as a stool and struck his shield with the giant sword, creating a unique, loud clang of metal to ensure that the surrounding warriors would hear him.

"Alright, lads, enough with the chitchat."

"Now let's send these ignorant jackals to hell!"

"Prepare for engagement!!!" Li Wei roared, raising his steel shield in front of him.

Swish, swish, swish!

The Fede warriors raised their three-bladed long spears in unison, holding a round shield in front of their chests, forming a forest of gleaming spears that would turn any enemy attempting a powerful charge into a hedgehog.

Buzz, buzz, buzz!

The Fede archers on the city wall all drew their bows, aiming at the sky, ready to launch their arrows.

The bandits began to move, surging like waves, without formation or order, a dark mass stretching as far as the eye could see, but the visual impact alone of thousands of people charging, mixed with those ogres, was like a lone boat on the sea about to face a storm that would stir up huge waves, making it hard to breathe.

The goblins and kobolds were at the forefront. Although these bandits had no discipline or tactics to speak of,

driving these two creatures, as numerous as rats, to the front to deplete the enemy's stamina first was something every wilderness native would subconsciously do.

Swish, swish, swish!

Countless arrows flew from behind the wall, densely covering the sky, making one's scalp tingle.

These arrows flew to their highest point and then fell heavily, striking the stronger races behind the goblins and kobolds, shooting down countless tall bandits.

These goblins and kobolds were not worth wasting valuable shots on.

The ogres, who were like living targets, received special attention. Even though they swung their thick, man-sized giant clubs in advance, there were always some stray arrows that would bite them, causing them to grit their teeth in pain.

However, the rain of arrows, which would be fatal to others, was only a minor injury to the ogres, not enough to make them fall to the ground, but instead aroused their ferocity.

They picked up rocks the size of heads from the ground and threw them at the barbarians, smashing against the steel shields with a shattering "啪啪啪" sound.

"Charge! Charge!"

The orc barbarians roared, lifting the steel shields erected on the ground and crashing into the approaching bandits, kicking off the full-scale melee.

The strength of the orc barbarians was naturally beyond doubt, and now that they had all been blessed with systematic power, they were no longer the hicks who roamed the borderlands.

Screams and blood were as cheap as weeds. The steel shields specially made for the barbarians weighed more than thirty pounds, and when these strongmen lifted them up to charge, the kobolds and goblins facing them were no different from being hit by a speeding car, their bodies flying out like broken sacks and falling heavily to the ground.

The goblins and kobolds looked in horror at the shield formation that was constantly advancing, which was like a high wall to them.

The wooden sticks and stones in their hands could not break through the shields at all, and the height of more than two meters made it impossible for them to jump over directly.

Unfortunately, they were surrounded by other bandits constantly surging up from behind, and they had lost the right to retreat, becoming the first batch of victims in this war.

On the wall, Sam, who had been temporarily conscripted, was assigned the task of casting Stone Skin on the Burning Legion warriors in the front of the High Cliff Fort.

The closer the range-buffing spell is to the target, the better the effect. Sam originally wanted to hide under the city wall and perform the spell casually, but after glancing at the burly Muttot next to him, he wisely came to the city wall.

Sam had never seen such a large-scale battle before. The tribe's previous wars were like small skirmishes compared to this. He was so scared that his legs were weak, and he cast Stone Skin successfully only after chanting it twice.

Only after the spell was successfully cast did he feel that the cold gaze that had been watching him disappear.

"Is it here?"

Li Wei, who suddenly felt as if he was wearing a layer of leather armor, took the time to glance at the city wall.

Although the addition of Stone Skin greatly increased the skin's defense, it inevitably sacrificed a bit of agility, but that bit of agility was nothing.

It was like changing from short sleeves and shorts to long sleeves and pants.