Mount and Blade System: Start from Pioneer Lords

Winter went and spring came. It was already June in Debe, and the dense grass, barely reaching the shins, swayed in the wind. The lord was lying in the grass, holding a telescope, watching the dense, ant-like swarm of demons below the hillside.

Their choice of location was quite distinctive. From a living perspective, this position could block the howling wind, preventing them, who had no clothing, from getting cold.

Many merchant caravans, when camping, would generally choose such a leeward slope, a type of campsite that guards liked very much.

But from a military point of view, only a fool with goblin brains would do this.

A basin without any defensive works only needed a team of heavy armored cavalry to charge down the gentle slope to make them regret making such a decision.

Coincidentally, the lord not only had a team of cavalry but also a strengthened version. The men and horses, with armor and body weight adding up to thousands of pounds, would create an absolutely devastating visual feast when charging down the slope.

"My lord, how do we fight? Their numbers are nearly seven times ours," Fojello said, also lying in the grass, the smell of sulfur in the air making it unbearable for him, his brow furrowed.

In fact, he didn't understand why this Highcliff Castle lord had to personally conduct reconnaissance while lying in the grass. However, given the other party's almost top-notch military talent in small-scale battles,

this approach must have a deeper meaning, so he followed suit.

Li Wei observed the enemy forces, actually curious about how such a makeshift team could annihilate Ando and his two thousand elite cavalry.

The scouts sent out were just a group of lesser demons with combat power comparable to goblins, easily dealt with by gnoll scouts. Whether it was camp layout or anything else, it was completely amateurish.

The only thing worth praising was the night raid on Colon.

But until he saw those figures in the very center of the demon camp, he understood a little.

There were seven or eight demons with six arms, their cold expressions preventing the surrounding low-status lesser demons and babau demons from approaching. Their lower bodies were thick snake tails, covered in rows of brownish-gray scales.

These demons stood three blades tall, like warriors from mythology, their bodies like a piece of iron that had been tempered a thousand times, as if all the bravery of the demons was concentrated on them.

They wore armor woven from the shells and beast sinews of unknown beasts, their six arms holding various weapons such as longswords, battleaxes, and bone clubs. Their eyes flashed with the light of destruction, and wherever their gaze swept, the demons cowered and quickly prostrated themselves on the ground.

These were the six-armed mariliths, who had a fearsome reputation even in the "Abyssal History."

The status of six-armed mariliths among demons was like knights proficient in battle qi among humans, like red dragons among the chromatic dragons, like storm giants among giants, all top warriors and the most outstanding fighters in their clans.

It was said that these six-armed mariliths were all weapon masters, proficient in various weapons, and even used magic.

But whether it was as recorded in the book, he had to measure it himself to know.

"Do we still need to discuss how to fight?" Li Wei retracted his telescope. "Let the centaur heavy cavalry repeatedly charge through to break their morale. When they scatter and flee, the light cavalry will pursue and kill them all."

"Actually, on average, each person only needs to kill six or seven demons, and in reality, it might not even be that many."

Li Wei patted Fojello on the shoulder and asked with a suspicious look, "Old Foj, you can't even kill a few demons, can you?"

Upon hearing this, Fojello couldn't utter the next sentence and could only nod fiercely. "Then let's do it!"

If it were him alone, facing nearly seven times the enemy's strength, even if all his subordinates were cavalry, he wouldn't choose to try it. Instead, he would notify the main army and hold them back while waiting for their support.

But now, with this dazzling Highcliff Castle lord taking the lead, he felt that the gap wasn't that big.

The enemy had obviously finished plundering the village, and the demons were devouring food in large gulps. The food was naturally various livestock and humans.

These freemen from other villages obviously didn't have the good fortune of Yada Village.

Li Wei got up from the grass, put on his iron helmet, and strode towards the rear.

The scimitars were unsheathed, the armor collided, and the heavy hoofbeats were pleasing to the ear. Teams of centaur warriors with sneering expressions in their eyes were like black-armored warriors from ancient times, filling the world with a chilling murderous intent.

"My lord," Gus said, dragging a huge double-edged broadsword, his expression as calm as a pool of water, but the kicking hooves proved that his heart was already restless.

Since coming south, he had the idea of showing the bravery of the centaur race, but unfortunately, it had always been siege warfare. Due to their physical structure, they could only act as patrols or provide support with bows and arrows.

Now that it was finally their turn to take action, how could they really have no emotional fluctuations at all?

More importantly, the gift of the God of War made him obsessed with improving his strength, and he had long yearned to forge his own ladder of promotion with the blood of his enemies.

"My lord, everyone is ready," Hogg bowed slightly, behind him were the gnoll cavalry holding scimitars.

"These little bastards will regret coming to this world."

Li Wei flipped over and mounted Griefwind, the three wolf heads roaring ferociously in a low voice. He waved his longsword:

"Full army, charge!"

He squeezed his legs, and the impatient, ferocious beast darted out like an arrow from a bow.

Behind him were the closely following centaur heavy cavalry, together forming a V-shaped charge formation, with Li Wei being the most indestructible sharp blade.

They were above the demon camp, a large area of which was a gentle slope extending downwards. It would be completely idiotic not to take advantage of this terrain when all of them were cavalry.

The charge of three hundred beasts weighing thousands of pounds caused the earth to tremble, and the muffled thunder-like sound reverberated through the sky.

This vast momentum naturally attracted the attention of the demons. The highest-ranking six-armed mariliths desperately roared, causing the entire demon force to begin organizing to resist.

At the forefront was a group of lesser demons, the lowest-level demons in the abyss, only one blade three or four high, without even a piece of cloth on their bodies, holding weapons such as stones or dung forks.

It could be said that they were completely the otherworld version of goblins.

They also possessed the goblins' cowardly nature. The charge of the heavily armored centaur heavy cavalry was no less than a landslide with countless rolling stones.

Those who could face these tough guys head-on were all world-class armies, and these makeshift teams in front of them were obviously not.

Although forced by the high-level demons, these lesser demons had to turn around to meet the enemy, but as the other side got closer and closer, they ultimately couldn't withstand this pressure and ran towards both sides.

Like Moses parting the Red Sea, Li Wei led the centaur cavalry straight into the heart of the demon camp as if entering an uninhabited land.

Compared to the lesser demons, the babau demons were obviously braver, and actually began to hold shields and spears in an attempt to resist the charge of the heavy cavalry.

The more brave they were, the more miserable the ending. The centaurs, averaging three blades in height and weighing thousands of pounds, didn't need to do anything, just holding their lances in front of them.

Like skewering candied haws, the four-blade-long lances were instantly filled. With a forceful swing, these demons flew out like broken sacks, with bowl-sized holes in their chests.

They didn't even need lances, just the potential energy of their own weight charging could knock these demons flying dozens of blades away.

These demons thoroughly experienced what it was like to be hit head-on by these behemoths launching a charge - as if Mount Tai collapsed, and huge rocks rolled down, about to be smashed into meat paste, but helpless.

If this was a game, then the kill information in the lower left corner would probably be spammed, or even directly crash due to being too late to display.

These demons were like a piece of cheese, and the overwhelming charge of the centaurs was like a red-hot sharp knife, instantly melting it.

This was a more impactful visual feast than the barbarians' charge. The demons fell in pieces, whether they set up long spears to resist the impact or raised the looted shields, it was even more powerless than a mantis trying to stop a car.

Li Wei was always afraid that the reckless men of Highcliff Castle would be addicted to fighting and unable to extricate themselves, so he often instilled the concept that only a truly elite division has - that achieving strategic goals is far more important than killing enemies, which is the unchanging standard that determines whether one is a nobody or an elite warrior.

Thanks to his already being like a god in the hearts of these men, his words were perfectly implemented.

No one cared about the demons on both sides, and no one cared about the enemies who were wailing after being knocked away. Their only goal was to pierce through the demon camp and divide the battlefield.

Once they stopped, no matter how brave they were, they would be overwhelmed by the demons who reacted with human-wave tactics.

These demons were not a regular army, and their own officer system was just high-level demons managing low-level demons.

They were used to bullying the few with the many, and fought in a swarm, not knowing how to fight against a regular cavalry charge.

No matter how the high-level demons scolded, they couldn't get rid of the crumbling discipline that was barely maintained.

The demons in the positions that had been charged through began to flee in all directions.

Hogg, who had been waiting impatiently, immediately let out a wolf howl, and countless wolf cavalry rushed down the slope, bit by bit devouring the fleeing demons on both sides.

Li Wei had already gone crazy killing. He didn't care how many demons were in front of him, only knowing that with a swing of his sword, the prompt sound in his mind was continuous.

In his opinion, these demons were not as good as the native coalition on the wilderness, but he knew that this was only because the Highcliff Castle team was no longer what it used to be.

Now they were like leveling up in the wilderness and coming to the novice village, which is why they had this feeling.

Moreover, this demon army was only a vanguard.

Fojello stood on the distant gentle slope watching all this. This was the second time he had personally seen this lord fight, and each battle could refresh his worldview once again.

Not to mention those centaur heavy cavalry, just the knight charging at the front could conservatively be estimated to be worth a thousand soldiers.

This was definitely not him exaggerating, because in this short period of time, although there was no precise calculation, the number of souls under the other party's sword was definitely more than three hundred.

"It's our turn to take action."

Fojello patted the shoulder of the officer next to him.

"Yes... yes, sir."

This officer had long been stunned by the shocking scene in front of him, and after recovering, he quickly said.

Fojello didn't blame him, because probably anyone who hadn't personally witnessed the terror of this Highcliff Castle lord would be shocked at this moment.

If there were no accidents, these demons would no longer be able to resist the tactics of the top cavalry charge led by Li Wei, this peerless general. This kind of mature military formation is absolutely irresistible by human power.

Being pierced through the formation and defeated was only a matter of time.

Unfortunately, this world is not only about human power.

In this just-warming season, which was obviously still a bit cool, Li Wei actually felt that the space seemed to be scorching.

Standing high, he could easily investigate the source of the change based on the existing information.

It was the location where a team of six-armed mariliths was, with a hunched, stout horned demon in the middle.

This horned demon was only one blade five or six high, with blood-red hooves, a thin figure, a pair of scarlet eyes, a long beard on his chin, holding a staff inlaid with skulls, and wearing various sizes of wild beast teeth around his neck.

Any normal person would associate this kind of dress with "wizards, shamans, priests."

The facts also proved that this was indeed the case.

He held a staff, his lips opened and closed quickly, muttering unknown words in a low voice, and the red light emitted from the eyes of the skull became more and more intense.

When the lord looked over, the other party's last sentence of chanting also ended with a roar.

"Rakanishu!"

With the intervention of some kind of power, the space seemed to begin to distort, and a fist-sized flame appeared out of thin air and fell into the earth, instantly expanding and growing larger, forming a flame giant eight or nine blades high.

"Summoning magic?" The lord looked at the flame giant and frowned.

He instantly thought of the stone giant in Kalia Town. There was no doubt that the other party had communicated with the elemental plane to summon a fire elemental creature.

But the difference between the two was that the stone giant had a physical body, which allowed him, this melee brute, to perfectly unleash his giant strength.

And this creature made of flames obviously didn't eat this set.

The horned demon wizard showed a smug and strange smile on his face, and with a wave of his staff, the flame giant roared and rushed towards the leading knight, the demons along the way instantly melting like ice cubes touching hot oil.

"Everyone, scatter!"

The lord waved his hand, and the centaurs immediately scattered to both sides, finally bypassing the flame giant, with Gus acting as the sharp blade to continue charging.

This thing was not for the centaurs to deal with, and there was no need to fill it with human lives.

Although physical attacks were estimated to be ineffective against this thing, it didn't mean that the lord was cowardly.

Having cultivated the "Holy Word Codex," he was no longer the brute who had no way to deal with magic.

"It's just right to try this move on you!" The lord sneered and began to mobilize the holy light seeds in his body.