Mount and Blade System: Start from Pioneer Lords

Gorgon was surrounded by hundreds of leopard-headed melee guards. These warriors were all clad in leather armor, wielding scimitars, and were skilled in combat techniques, with highly coordinated formations.

It hasn't lost yet!

The hillside had become a meat grinder. Although the warriors of the dragon legion couldn't break through the shield wall, these humans couldn't completely stop their attacks either.

As long as it took care of these suddenly appearing heavy infantry, it would still have a chance!

The leopard-headed men silently drew their swords. Like Gorgon, all the able-bodied members of their tribe had joined this war, and they absolutely couldn't accept retreating at this point.

That would make the leopard-headed people lose more than they gain.

Besides, they still held the numerical advantage.

"My behemoth, take them down with me!"

Gorgon stroked the black fur on the back of the Black Mountain Deer Boar, pointing at the heavy infantry about to pierce through the Minotaur formation, its tone chillingly cold.

This Black Mountain Deer Boar, three and a half blades tall at the shoulder, with antlers polished like sharp blades, lowered its head and charged. Its body, weighing several thousand pounds, raced across the ground like a truck crashing head-on, impossible for anyone to ignore.

The leopard-headed men silently followed behind. Some archers, wielding short bows, took the opportunity to fire a few arrows, but they were deflected by the orcs' iron armor, unable to even break through the first layer.

"Boss, that Dragon Vein Kobold is charging at us."

Having fought to this point, only about one hundred and eighty or ninety Minotaurs remained, and they were nearly all taken care of. Zart, covered in blood, came to the Lord.

The Lord wasn't in much better shape, looking like he had just taken a swim in a sea of blood. He looked up, then burst into hearty laughter, "Hahaha, I was afraid it would run away!"

"Stop attacking! Stop attacking!"

The Lord roared at the top of his lungs. The orcs, after cutting down the last of the Minotaurs in front of them, quickly formed an unbreakable wedge formation, ready for the next wave of impact.

"All of you listen to me, don't focus on that Dragon Vein Kobold, I want to go a few rounds with it!"

From the start, Li Wei had locked eyes with this Dragon Vein Kobold, and could see the same qualities in it.

It was a kind of conviction that only true warriors could hone in their invincible careers, a privilege of contemporary heroes.

And a mountain cannot contain two tigers, unless one is male and the other female. The wilderness cannot accommodate two heroes, and Lord Li, who considered himself a hero, prepared to weigh the other's mettle.

The other party obviously had the same intention, and from five steps away, suddenly slashed a sword at Li Wei.

At this distance, unless the opponent's sword could extend to ten blades in length, it wouldn't even touch a hair on Lord Li. But the red light enveloping the two-handed greatsword turned into a fire blade that shot out from the sword, heading straight for the Lord with a whoosh.

Li Wei had noticed this guy long ago. From a distance, his sword was as red as Aunt Flo, making it hard not to attract attention.

Originally, a donkey roll could have dodged it, but the face-conscious Lord always insisted on facing things head-on. With a thought, the giant shield in the system inventory appeared in his hand and was planted on the ground.

Boom!

An explosion sounded, and a huge force came from the shield, pushing the Lord a full step backward.

It wasn't that Li Wei couldn't block this force, but that the soil under his feet had become muddy from being soaked in blood, making it difficult to gain a foothold.

The shield, besides becoming a little black, was mostly unharmed, but a half-blade-deep pit appeared on the ground.

This move, resembling a "Flame Slash," not only had cool special effects, but also great power. Unfortunately, it was clearly a charged skill and consumed a lot of energy.

That Dragon Vein Kobold didn't continue to use it.

The surrounding small fries bypassed the two of them, very wisely leaving a circular open space for them to duel.

"Gorgon Chana, human, state your name. My greatsword does not slay the nameless."

As an ambitious Dragon Vein Kobold, Gorgon very much liked the rules of human knight duels, such as exchanging names before fighting.

This would allow it to add another traceable record to its invincible career.

It could tell that the short human heavy-armored warrior in front of it was also an expert.

But one thing puzzled it: it didn't see any traces of battle aura or elemental fluctuations on him.

This meant that this human simply had astonishing divine power and might be proficient in some human sword techniques, but was ultimately just a brute who didn't know battle aura or elemental magic.

Li Wei was amused. Being pointed at with a sword and told that it wouldn't slay the nameless—this was a first!

The Lord planted the greatsword on the ground, clenched his fists with both hands, raised them into the air, and flicked his middle finger, making a standard international gesture of 8.4 points, because there was still 1.6.

His tone was extremely contemptuous: "A country bumpkin still wants to know this lord's name? This lord is preparing to sentence you to death, no need to leave any last words, no one will remember."

Gorgon didn't know the specific meaning of this gesture, but combined with the tone, it was definitely an insulting gesture, and its face turned ashen.

No use talking further, let's decide the outcome with skill.

"I'll kill you!"

The Dragon Vein Kobold was incredibly brave. The two-handed greatsword, forever insurmountable for its own kind, was as light as an embroidery needle in its hands.

At this moment, riding the Black Mountain Deer Boar, it swung the two-handed greatsword and charged over, slashing at Li Wei.

The two-handed greatsword was a heavy weapon, and its swings came with the gravity of its weight, so it often couldn't be directly parried.

Not to mention that the user was a ruthless character with extraordinary strength and proficiency in elements, and with the added momentum of the mount, the force attached to this sword was simply unimaginable.

The Lord was also intrigued. Since his debut, this Dragon Vein Kobold could barely be considered a worthy opponent.

And when facing an opponent who could go a few rounds with him, the Lord, who cherished the strong, often used his full strength to express his respect.

With a roar, the veins on his arms bulged, he mustered his strength, and met the attack with a sword.

Clang!

The sudden explosion momentarily drowned out the surrounding shouts of killing, followed by a series of sparks flying everywhere.

The difference in strength was enough to erase everything. Li Wei's sword directly knocked the two-handed greatsword out of the Dragon Vein Kobold's hand. The still-sharp blade cut through the skin, severed tendons, and cut into flesh, chopping off its head along the neck, extinguishing all life in the blink of an eye.

That dragon-horned kobold head flew into the sky, with a look of confusion, as if it didn't understand why it couldn't even block a single move from a brute, and then suddenly fell to the ground.

The Black Mountain Deer Boar, which had sped past the Lord, ran for dozens of steps before realizing that the master on its back had gone to hell, and began to pace back and forth in place, at a loss.