Mount and Blade System: Start from Pioneer Lords

As for the archers of the Thorns Legion? Fojero shook his head.

After the Minotaurs' slaughter during this period, most of the soldiers who hadn't seen such a brutal race were terrified. It was already considered well-trained if they could continue drawing their bows and shooting arrows while trembling.

But it didn't matter. As long as this group of Orc guards could hold on for a while, he could mobilize the soldiers to defend.

This time, he was thoroughly frightened by this move, and he put away his contempt for these wilderness natives.

The Minotaurs thought they were about to engage in melee combat, and they were excited to face this group of black iron cans who were obviously stronger.

After all, slaughtering those humans was like stepping on ants, which made them feel very bored.

But they didn't know that their nightmare had officially begun.

All the barbarians stopped at the same time about fifty paces away, the big mouths of their face helmets splitting open, revealing cunning smiles.

They were too experienced in dealing with this group of big fools.

Swish, swish, swish!

Reaching back to their waists, they grasped the javelins in their hands, withdrew, raised their hands, and threw them violently.

Dozens of refined steel javelins crossed the short distance in the blink of an eye, heading straight for the faces of the angry Minotaurs.

These javelins were extremely powerful, instantly piercing through the Minotaurs' layer of iron armor, knocking their huge bodies flying to the ground, where they struggled but couldn't get up.

Now, the Orc guards led by Li Wei were all Tier 5, and under the blessing of the system's power, they had already undergone qualitative changes and were no longer the bumpkin Orcs of the wilderness.

Now, both their strength and speed were much stronger than these Minotaurs, and their throwing skills had reached perfection. Within fifty steps, they could kill a fleeing wild rabbit.

Not to mention this group of tall and sturdy Minotaurs, they were no different from living targets.

With just one wave of javelins, seven or eight of them were knocked down.

The few Minotaurs who escaped the disaster were covered in sweat and involuntarily slowed down their charge.

Before activating Berserk, they still knew fear and dread.

This squad was much more difficult to deal with than they thought.

"My battle axe is about to freeze, now is the time to warm it up!" Zart grinned as he charged, only one step behind the lord.

The Orc personal guards roared loudly, and after throwing a wave of javelins, they crashed into the Minotaurs like a tide.

This group of Minotaurs was clearly a circle bigger than the Orc warriors, but in the hands of the Orcs, they were teased like children.

An Orc warrior faced the Minotaur's giant axe that was being swung down fiercely, dodged with a sidestep, and smashed a hammer on the opponent's leg bone. As the Minotaur involuntarily lowered its body, another hammer smashed the entire Minotaur's head like a watermelon, red and white pieces falling all over the ground.

The Orcs' strength and speed were not only much stronger than this group of Minotaurs, but their martial skills were also at the master level.

In their eyes, these Minotaurs were just fools with a little more strength, and they could be teased at will.

"Crush these little dwarves!" The Minotaur squad leader roared furiously, almost hysterically.

Everything in front of him was like an absurd dream, but the screams ringing in his ears dragged him back to reality.

Minotaurs were excellent warriors, and how excellent and proud they were in past battles. When they shouted and charged, the mountain pig-headed people could not match them, and the centaurs had to retreat. Even when facing the powerful bear warriors, they could show admirable courage.

But at this moment, their unmatched power was completely crushed, and their martial skills were as ridiculous as the tricks of the little calves in the tribe in front of this group of black-armored dwarves.

Although he didn't want to admit it, the reality was that their proud personal bravery was being crushed in all aspects.

Li Wei took the lead and rushed to the front. With just one swing of the giant sword mixed with orichalcum, the Minotaur who dared to try to resist him was directly cut in half.

With a crack, it was as crisp as cutting sugar cane.

This terrifying performance made Skye involuntarily swallow a mouthful of saliva.

He had already overestimated this High Cliff Castle Lord enough.

But with just physical strength, he could cut a person in half with iron armor with one sword. What kind of great power was contained in his body!

If others had been frightened by this extremely terrifying performance, but this was a group of Minotaurs. Faced with the death of their companions, they were surrounded by red light. The hooves of the Minotaurs without armor were obviously a circle larger, and it spread quickly like a plague. Everyone activated Berserk.

This made Skye's face bitter. Originally, with his superb fighting spirit and martial skills, he was suppressing a Minotaur.

But now that he had activated Berserk, it instantly became difficult to deal with.

He glanced at that Lord Li out of the corner of his eye and found that he was still killing one with one sword. This Berserk seemed to be activated for nothing.

"Damn it, I can't lose the face of fighting spirit!" Skye cursed and also had a desire to win.

Although there was no irreconcilable contradiction between Holy Light and fighting spirit.

But as long as they were different systems, there would be discrimination between them.

Those noble magicians looked down on fighting spirit knights who wielded knives and guns, and fighting spirit knights naturally looked down on the old-fashioned paladins.

Now, seeing a paladin who had cultivated the "Radiant Holy Word Codex" showing off in front of him, Skye couldn't bear it anymore.

"Circular Moon Water Arc Cut!"

Facing the Minotaur who was smashing down with a giant hammer, he didn't continue to dodge like before. He still let out a low roar, his whole body was wrapped in blue fighting spirit, and the long sword made of unknown material in his hand was even more azure.

Just as the giant hammer was about to fall on his head, enough fighting spirit was finally released from the long sword.

Swish!

He waved it suddenly, and an arc-shaped blue flame appeared from the top of his head to his crotch, instantly appearing behind this Minotaur's body.

A sizzling sound of burning meat rang out, and the Minotaur's huge body collapsed in half with a bang.

Just as Skye breathed a sigh of relief, a palm slapped him on the shoulder, scaring him so much that he almost slashed backward with his sword.

"Old Skye, awesome! You cut a Minotaur with one sword."

The lord looked amazed.

He had seen knights who had cultivated fighting spirit in the Southern Arena, but they were all just a little skilled. They could only gather fighting spirit on their long swords to increase their lethality, or temporarily explode their bodies with power and speed far beyond their original levels.

There were very few people like Skye who could release fighting spirit from their bodies and had such a strong lethality.

But thinking about it, it was normal. Those with this kind of fighting spirit cultivation would all go to participate in martial arts tournaments held by big shots. Who would come to participate in arena or gladiatorial competitions that bumpkins would go to?

Skye looked around and found that all the Minotaurs had been solved. The harpies, seeing that things could not be done, also flew far away towards the horizon. While marveling at the power of the High Cliff Castle Orc guards, he couldn't help but look helpless. "Lord, can you not suddenly appear behind people next time?"

He put the sword back into its scabbard and patted the dirt on his body.

Compared to this Lord, he couldn't even compare to a hair on his head.

Looking at the Minotaurs who had been cut in half on the ground, he knew what kind of inhumane slaughter had just taken place.

Not to mention anything else, this Lord Li was definitely worthy of the most widely spread "Blood Waist Slash Hand".

"Old Skye, what material is your sword made of?"

Li Wei took off his helmet, put his arm around Skye's shoulder and asked quietly.

As everyone knows, all elemental energies have compatible carriers. For example, mithril can make magic transmission extremely smooth.

Although fighting spirit can also be carried by iron, the swords made of iron will often shatter after being used a few times.

Just now, Li Wei saw Skye use such a big move, but the long sword in his hand didn't have any cracks, proving that this was definitely a specially made sword, and its value must be considerable.

"Huh?"

Skye was shocked and quickly clenched the sword tightly in his hand, his head shaking wildly like a rattle.

"Lord, my sword is worthless, please don't pay attention to it. Oh, yes, yes, yes, our legion commander Fojero is also a fighting spirit master. His sword is a famous sword. Compared to him, my sword is not even scrap iron!"

The lord was "furious", "Look, look, Old Skye, are you saying that I am this kind of person? I just want to understand?"

Skye's eyes clearly said: Lord, you are this kind of person!

He also wanted to understand his precious horse before, saying that he wanted to experience it personally, and then he rode it.

Now he is here to understand his precious sword again. I can't imagine whether he will touch it later and then put it in his bag.

And look at your subordinates, they have all voluntarily surrounded this place in a circle, blocking the soldiers who want to come over. Isn't your virtue obvious?

However, Skye didn't dare to say this, he just shivered and hugged the sword tightly in his arms.

"Hey, look at you, I really just want to ask."

Li Wei explained with a dry smile, but his explanation was so pale.

He smacked his lips. Li Wei remembered the previous sentence in his heart.

Of course, it was impossible for him to rob openly in broad daylight, but it didn't prevent him from recognizing the door in advance, so that it would be convenient to clean up the battlefield and take it back when they sacrificed.

Woo~

Suddenly, a desolate and deep horn sounded from a hillside not far from here.

The next moment, countless Minotaurs roared down from above, and they were also hazy, obviously blessed with some kind of magic.

"It's the Haze Spell!"

Skye's face instantly turned pale, and he screamed miserably.

There were probably three or four hundred of these Minotaurs. Just now, it took a lot of effort to solve thirty of them. Now that so many Minotaurs appeared behind the Thorns Legion, it would definitely be a devastating blow.

The Haze Spell is a kind of concealed magic. The effect of casting it can make people feel as if they are covered by a layer of white crystal. Looking at it roughly, they will find that it is similar to the scenery they are in.

Being able to bless four or five hundred Minotaurs with the Haze Spell at the same time proves that there is definitely a highly cultivated caster on the opposite side.

This is why they can sneak around to the rear of the main force.

"Whether it was the airborne Minotaurs or the centaur sneak attacks in front, they were all just a cover. The real purpose was to attract our attention to these places!" Li Wei cursed and roared, "Damn it, get in line behind me!"

The ten or so Orc guards who were not damaged ran behind the lord.

Facing the large number of Minotaurs, they held the weapons in their hands tightly. Although they didn't say a word, their attitude had already shown everything.

With this number of Minotaurs, no matter how brave the barbarians were, if they charged head-on, there would inevitably be damage.

The lord couldn't bear to part with this group of precious treasures, so he naturally took the lead to withstand all the pressure from the front, reducing their pressure by at least 70%.

"Skye, pay attention to yourself next time, don't die!" Li Wei patted Skye on the shoulder and comforted him: "As long as we hold on and wait for my lord's men to come, this group of big fools is vulnerable!"

In order to speed up the march and provide faster support, he only brought a dozen personal guards with him.

As a result, he didn't expect that these were all a cover. The real purpose was to cover this Minotaur team around to the back.

However, the premise of being able to do all this is that there is a caster on the opposite side.

Li Wei paid more and more attention to the High Cliff Castle's spellcasting team, and vowed to start expanding this time when he went back, even if it was to deceive or kidnap, he had to get a few magicians from those churches.

Damn it, at worst, he would hang a number in the Holy Light Church under the banner of a paladin, and deceive a few Radiant Magicians.

Skye just smiled bitterly and looked around. The archers of the Thorns Legion obviously had good discipline. They didn't collapse in the face of this mighty charge of Minotaurs.

Under the command of the squad leaders and officers, they lined up in the rear.

Unfortunately, their trembling calves proved that their hearts were far from as calm as they appeared on the surface.

In short, the only people who really resisted these hundreds of Minotaurs were these dozen people.

Not to mention holding on until the arrival of reinforcements, I'm afraid it would be a problem to hold on for a few rounds of arrow rain.

However, the High Cliff Castle Lord understood that running away at this time would definitely lead to the collapse of the soldiers, and he naturally understood.

He held the sword in both hands, held it flat in front of him, and walked to the same position as the lord. After all, he was too embarrassed to hide behind this Lord Li.

Li Wei glanced at him and didn't say anything. It was just a man's self-esteem.

"I'm going!" The lord roared and directly crashed into it with full firepower.

The giant sword was swung in a half circle with a fierce force, and the majestic Minotaurs in front were easily cut down like sugar cane in an instant.

The blood vessels surging with blood lost the position of transmission and sprayed directly from the incision of the lower body, pouring all over the lord's body like rain.

Gudong~

Skye saw this extremely terrifying scene, his face was horrified as if he had seen a dead spirit. Was this something that a paladin who had just cultivated the "Radiant Holy Word Codex" could do?

When could paladins strengthen their bodies to this extent?

He silently wiped the blood on his face and moved back a few steps, standing side by side with Zart, who was wearing a Minotaur helmet. The two looked at each other, and then silently turned their heads, only feeling extremely hot in their hearts.

It seems... it seems... it seems that these Minotaurs are not difficult to resist...