Mount and Blade System: Start from Pioneer Lords

The small room contained the leaders of several large tribes from the depths of the wilderness, gathered here to discuss details, their purpose unclear.

"There's a human with a very loud reputation in the wilderness recently," the pig-headed leader began. "Rumored to have slain a dragon."

He was the strongest warrior of the pig-headed race, confident that his personal combat strength was among the best, even Gust would have to put in some effort to defeat him.

But even so, he still felt awe for someone who could slay a dragon.

Dragons and giants were the strongest beings in this world, just a glance at their towering figures was enough to make one feel the vastness of the world and the insignificance of oneself.

Anyone who could slay a dragon was not to be underestimated.

"It's just exaggeration. Humans always like to amplify things to show their strength. Saying dragon slaying, they might actually be talking about a ground dragon. After all, a ground dragon is still a dragon, and no one can refute that."

The earth goblin gave his opinion, dismissively.

The various inherent weaknesses of humans were deeply rooted in his mind, and in his view, this human was just exaggerating to make his name known.

This human was probably just someone with a false reputation.

If he killed this dragon slayer, wouldn't his own fame be even greater?

Everyone present agreed with his statement; dragons were not so easy to slay.

They were all the best of their races, with extraordinary courage and strength. The wild giant tigers, which posed a deadly threat to ordinary people, were just bigger house cats to them, and they could kill them with a few punches and kicks.

But even so, they would not dare to boast that they could hurt a dragon's scales.

"The human army is still within our ability to handle. If they continue to add more, all that awaits us is the bitter fruit of defeat," Centaur Gust understood very well.

Don't look at their current momentum, seemingly unmatched, but they were nothing compared to a human kingdom.

"So how long exactly does Leon want us to attract them?" He looked at the Minotaur at the head.

"As much as possible," As the supreme leader of this coalition, the Minotaur shaman succinctly stated.

"That thing you promised me..."

The centaur was interrupted before he could finish speaking.

"Ripe apples will eventually fall to the ground, Gust, be patient."

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According to the current month, it was at most early winter, but this year's climate was unusually cold. The cold wind blew non-stop all day long, and the wilderness was filled with constant wailing sounds, like ghosts howling at night.

Although Li Wei was still not afraid of this cold, the cold wind was quite annoying, and he couldn't help but put on the coat sewn by Bai Ruisi Tina.

Occasionally, he could see some native corpses that had been frozen hard, their faces often filled with creepy smiles.

Some goat-headed and rabbit-headed auxiliary soldiers inevitably felt a sense of sorrow for their kind, trying to dig pits to bury the bodies of these poor people, but the originally soft grassland had now been frozen stiff, and they only managed to dig a small pit after a lot of effort, and then gave up helplessly.

Sam, who knew more, said that this abnormally cold weather was called a white disaster by the wilderness people. According to legend, a thousand years ago, the entire Northern Territory to the wilderness was in eternal winter, but since the magic tide, there have been seasons of spring, summer, and autumn.

In previous years, there were occasional abnormally cold times, but never as severe as this year.

The cold wind was like a steel knife scraping bones, drilling straight into the cuffs and collars. No matter how thick the clothes were, if they didn't get a heat source for a long time, they would gradually lose heat. This year, I don't know how many tribes will not be able to survive.

"This damn weather is not suitable for fighting. I don't know what these bull-noses are thinking, they have to pick this season. I have to chop down a dozen to vent my anger!" Zatt resented deeply.

He had been in the south for several years and could already be regarded as a southern orc. He was extremely disgusted with this cold winter that he had only experienced when he was a child.

At this time, he should be in a warm wooden house, happily roasting mouth-watering venison.

That being said, this guy was also wearing very little, of course, compared to the goat-headed and rabbit-headed auxiliary soldiers who were wrapped into rice dumplings and only showed their faces.

"If you can't live, you can only go south."

Li Wei led several headmen at the back of the team, preventing anyone from falling behind and disappearing into the vast snow.

When the army was still a few miles away from the Agate Plain, the army stopped and, under the command of Fujero, found a sheltered place to set up camp.

This war was definitely going to be a protracted war, and no one thought it would be decided in one battle.

Therefore, after setting up camp, they hurriedly set up various fortifications.

Suddenly, a warning horn sounded, and everyone in the camp became nervous, but their movements were still organized and orderly as they began to organize a team to meet the enemy.

"They're here so soon?"

The lord was also taken aback and quickly climbed up a wooden stake that was seven or eight feet high and served as a flagpole, and looked into the distance with a telescope from his lower back.

He saw a team of twelve centaur soldiers stationed on a high slope in the distance, observing the Thorns Legion setting up camp. Li Wei estimated that it was two or three miles away.

This position meant that they regarded the Thorns Legion as their own pasture, coming and going as they pleased, which was very arrogant.

"Brother-in-law, is the enemy launching an attack?"

Mill asked anxiously below.

Although he didn't understand military affairs, he also knew that the Thorns Legion was currently setting up fortifications, and it would definitely not be a good thing to be attacked.

"It's a centaur scout, not an enemy attack."

The lord slipped down from above again, patted the water that had turned into snow on his hands.

"As a leader, you must remain calm even if the flood is滔天. If you are anxious first, how should the soldiers below be?"

Li Wei patted Mill's shoulder, taking this opportunity to teach him a lesson.

Zatt quietly curled his lips. He didn't know who had climbed the flagpole so quickly just now, and gave a gesture to retreat with people.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. If it was just a scout, it proved that the army was still a distance away from here, and there was no need to worry about being attacked for the time being.

The team from High Cliff Castle was arranged in the logistics position, and the main force of the Thorns Legion was in front.

If an enemy attack occurred, the enemy was likely to choose to attack the logistics, which had weaker defense forces.

So Li Wei couldn't help but be cautious.

"Sir, Sir."

Si Kai trotted over from the front, calling.

"What's wrong?" Li Wei waved his hand, signaling the goat-headed auxiliary soldiers to continue building tents, and strive to build the High Cliff Castle camp by noon.

"Lord Flirina has called a meeting." Si Kai took two breaths to calm down slightly.

"Is it related to the centaurs?" Li Wei asked.

"That's right." Si Kai nodded, then reminded the lord, "The Duke is not in a good mood."

Li Wei nodded.

After all, being able to allow the enemy's scouts to approach the army two or three miles away, probing for information, was simply a great shame.

Walking into the wooden house that was first built to serve as a conference room, Flirina was berating a middle-aged knight with a small beard and wearing cavalry armor.

This was the first time the lord had seen the Duke angry, and he wisely didn't say a word, sitting down next to Si Kai.

Li Wei had asked Si Kai about the situation of the Thorns Legion's officers, and he knew something about this small-bearded knight.

This was the captain of the Thorns Legion's cavalry team, who was also responsible for scouting missions.

This time, letting the enemy's scouts approach the Thorns Legion was obviously a serious dereliction of duty.

The officer's face was full of shame, and he obviously felt that this was his mistake.

"You have been living comfortably in Bai Liu City for too long, and your arrogance is almost visible to the naked eye. You have repeatedly failed even when dealing with a group of wilderness natives. I can't imagine what kind of losses you will cause when you go south."

Flirina was very disappointed.

For a legion, poor equipment or lack of training of soldiers are far worse than arrogance.

In history, there were many legions that failed because of arrogance.

The small battles that had been won in succession made these officers unable to see themselves clearly.

"Lord, if I can't take down these centaur scouts, I am willing to be subjected to freezing punishment!"

The small-bearded officer made a military order.

Li Wei observed his nose and heart, and just sighed in his heart. He seemed to see the old general on the stage, covered in flags.

If the centaurs were so easy to deal with, they wouldn't have ignored the Thorns Legion and dared to pull the distance to two or three miles.

This represents their absolute confidence in their own strength, confident that no one in the Thorns Legion can stop them.

After all, they are born cavalry, and they are completely different from human cavalry trained the day after tomorrow.

To be honest, if he didn't actively try to stop them, and let Li Wei lead the troops to intercept them, he couldn't think of any good way to deal with these centaurs.

This has nothing to do with anything else, it's purely because their strength is crushed by others.

After all, how can you compare your hobby with someone else's livelihood?

Flirina obviously understood this, and just tapped the table and said in a deep voice, "Centaurs are originally the trump card among cavalry. It's normal that you can't compare to them. I don't ask you to dare to pull the distance to two or three miles like them."

"As long as you can prevent them from approaching the Thorns Legion."

"You go and lead the team yourself."

"Yes, Lord!" The small-bearded officer gave a firm salute and hurried out of the conference room, carrying a wooden staff inlaid with white gemstones.

He was a magician, although only low-level, but he mastered the Swiftness Technique and Light Body Technique. These two spells are not very clever, but they are definitely very practical for cavalry, so he was appointed as the cavalry captain.

He vowed that even if he used up all his magic power, he would make these centaurs pay a bloody price.

"The loss of the scout confrontation is nothing. What really determines the victory is the frontal confrontation between the two sides."

The atmosphere was a little heavy, and Flirina comforted him.

But the situation didn't improve much.

After all, everyone with a discerning eye knows that fighting a war is about the information gap. Now the Thorns Legion is obviously at a slight disadvantage in this regard, which is undeniable.

Fortunately, their scouts also sent back some news that the wilderness coalition was also setting up camp not far from the Agate Plain.

Obviously, both sides intend to use the Agate Plain as a buffer zone for the battle.

The following content made the lord drowsy, basically some precautions and the things that everyone was responsible for.

As for how to fight this war, we will wait and see for now.

Because according to everyone's speculation, the Minotaurs' southward movement would definitely start with a direct melee with them, and they would be forced to defend.

But I didn't expect the other side to start setting up camp as well, looking unhurried, quite strange.

This made everyone present dare not actively propose the topic of attack, for fear that the other side had set up an ambush in some location, waiting for them to take the bait.

So no matter what decision is made, we must first wait for the scout team to investigate the information on the other side before we can make a decision.

Returning to the High Cliff Castle camp, tents had already been erected, and Li Wei went straight into the tent with the High Cliff Castle flag hanging at the door.

There were not many people inside, all of whom were headmen from High Cliff Castle that he had brought, Zatt, Mill, and Sam.

Sam was squatting in the corner holding the stone egg, like a hen hatching eggs, looking forward to the birth of his child day and night.

Zatt squatted in front of the brazier doing nothing, adding firewood from time to time.

"Brother-in-law, what did Duke Flirina say?"

Mill, who was reading a book, raised his head and asked curiously.

"What else can we do? Let's wait and see."

"After all, in this kind of battle with a large number of people, a single mistake can lead to complete defeat, so both sides are very cautious."

"Those Minotaurs have also started setting up camp."

Li Wei sat down next to Mill, and found that he was reading a very famous military book by De Bei that recorded various battles.

He had also taken it over and looked at it before. In summary, although it was not bad, it was still not as good as Sun Tzu's Art of War.

It can be used as corroboration, but it cannot be completely copied.

"Whether in reality or in this book, logically speaking, the tribes going south in the wilderness would be anxious to attack due to supplies, why would they set up camp instead? Looking like they are going to fight a protracted war with us."

Mill, who had just learned something from the book, couldn't wait to show it off.

"Who knows, maybe they also have a commander with military talent." The lord told a cold joke.

Unfortunately, no one present understood.

However, Li Wei kept this in mind, after all, this matter was indeed a bit abnormal.

The number of wilderness coalition troops was much larger than the Thorns Legion. With the wilderness people's cowardly and bullying nature, they would have rushed up and besieged them long ago, and then continued south.

How could it be like now, engaging in a two-army confrontation.

Time passed bit by bit.

The Thorns Legion's scout team and the centaur scouts began to encounter each other. Thanks to the blessing of a magician and equipment that was countless times better, the Thorns Legion's cavalry was able to fight the centaurs to a standstill, with losses on both sides.

In the end, the centaur scouts retreated, leaving behind several corpses, and the Thorns Legion's scouts also brought back the news that everyone had been waiting for.