Mount and Blade System: Start from Pioneer Lords

In the open space of Highcliff Stronghold, Zart roared and charged towards Levi, his seven hundred pounds of weight seeming to make the ground tremble slightly.

His charge was as imposing as a herd of wild bison crashing head-on.

Bryce Christina, who had been walking over with Joss, was startled by this scene.

Not knowing the context, she thought the orc had gone mad and was attacking Levi.

Given Levi's slender arms and legs, being crushed by that fist, which was bigger than his head, into her favorite cream-filled biscuit was only a matter of time.

But she didn't want to eat cream-filled biscuits right now.

She instinctively screamed, "Joss, quickly stop that orc!"

Bryce Christina had now placed most of her hopes on this lord who was full of knightly spirit.

If Levi were killed by this orc, their hope of escaping the Kars Mountains would be even more渺茫.

Joss: "Me???"

Looking at Bryce Christina's anxious expression, Joss was filled with question marks. That orc's thigh was as thick as his waist, and compared to it, he was like a newborn bear cub next to its fat, strong father.

He didn't think his swordsmanship was exquisite enough to ignore such a huge gap.

Looking at the orcs and gnolls around him who were looking excited, Joss felt that things were definitely not as simple as they seemed.

If this orc had gone mad, the surrounding orcs would have pounced on him and pinned him down long ago.

From the first moment he met this Sir Levi, he could tell that he was a smart man.

He would never do anything that would put himself in a deadly situation.

Fighting this orc now was obviously based on confidence.

What he couldn't figure out was where this confidence came from.

As a human, to be able to fight against this group of alien races with natural strength, one relied on exquisite martial arts, swordsmanship, and equipment crushing, but this lord didn't even have a sword, only bare hands.

Could he be thinking of using wrestling to knock this orc down?

Don't be ridiculous, this orc could crush a wild boar to death just by its weight, let alone wrestling. Orcs are experts in that.

Joss shook his head and threw this unrealistic thought out of his mind.

In the arena, Levi looked as pitiful as a little white rabbit caught by a jungle tiger in the Kars Mountains. Bryce Christina didn't dare to open her eyes to look.

"Not bad."

Levi praised as he watched Zart charge over. During this period, Zart had experienced so many battles and had also leveled up twice.

He had added all his attribute points to strength, and his strength had increased significantly.

At least he could withstand a few more of his fierce blows.

The two of them came into contact at once, and two arms, one thick and one thin, pressed against each other. Zart mustered all his strength, and the veins on his pillar-like thick arms bulged like earthworms.

His dark green face was even flushed red from the exertion, but he still couldn't shake Levi at all.

He felt like he was wrestling with a high mountain. The most important thing was that his body was uncontrollably rising into the air little by little.

The feeling of emptiness under his feet, without a foothold, made him look panicked and struggle constantly. The next moment.

Bang!

Unsurprisingly, a back slam!

Bryce Christina covered her eyes. Accompanied by the earth-shattering sound of flesh hitting the ground, her body couldn't help but tremble.

She couldn't bear to look at how tragic it was in the arena, presumably no different from a red persimmon smashed on a cutting board.

Levi was dead, and she didn't think she could control a group of orcs and gnolls. Next, the Allied forces would also come to attack Highcliff Stronghold. She had to take her people away from here as soon as possible, return to the Kars Mountains first, and then look for another…

"Won… Won?" Joss's unbelievable murmur came from beside her.

At the same time, the orcs' roaring cheers also rang out, resounding throughout the sky above Highcliff Stronghold.

"Huh? Won… Won? Really won! How is that possible? Yay!!!"

Bryce Christina cheered loudly in her heart. She had never been so happy.

Except for a year ago when her uncle wanted to force her to marry a savage chieftain, but then her uncle slipped and fell off a cliff and died.

After learning this news, she hid in the quilt and laughed secretly.

"Bah, again!"

Zart flipped over from the grass, which obviously had a pit, got up, spat out the weeds in his mouth, and his eyes were firm.

"Admirable courage."

Levi expressed his affirmation.

This憨货 had improved a lot compared to before. If he had been hit hard before, no matter how much he was persuaded, he would lie on the ground and directly摆烂, saying that he would never fight him again.

"Hehe, Boss, I'm definitely not your opponent. How about adding Muto?"

Unfortunately, Zart's image didn't last even two seconds before he smiled and pointed to the gloating Muto beside him.

"Ah? Me?" Muto felt that the situation was not right and wanted to escape.

But he was forced back by a look from Levi.

"Okay, it just so happens that I've been itching for a while."

Levi nodded. He himself just wanted to warm up, after all, he hadn't been active for a long time.

Muto entered the arena and glared at Zart fiercely.

Since being overturned by the boss dozens of times in a row in the arena, he had a psychological shadow and decided never to play wrestling with his boss again.

As a result, he didn't expect Zart to drag him into the water.

Zart also glanced at Muto triumphantly, indicating that we are good brothers, and we must share difficulties together.

"Levi…"

Bryce Christina was almost crying. Although she didn't know how Levi won just now, winning was winning. Why did he still want to fight the orcs, and two of them.

"Come on."

Levi beckoned.

Facing two stout orc barbarians, his eyes were still as calm as usual, obviously not taking his opponents seriously.

Muto and Zart looked at each other and charged towards Levi at the same time.

"Ouch!" ×2

The two behemoths flew out as fast as they charged, lying on the ground and wailing.

But obviously there was more performance involved.

Levi frowned. Not to mention warming up, he didn't even use two percent of his strength.

Still not satisfied, he looked at the surrounding orcs and beckoned.

"You all come together, let me, your lord, see if you have wasted your training these days."

The orcs looked at each other, and finally surrounded Levi with their bare hands.

"Mad! Mad!"

Joss murmured, looking at Levi's crazy behavior.

He admitted that Levi's initial wrestling of that orc did shock him, and the subsequent easy solution of the two orcs made him exclaim that he had seen a ghost.

But there were more than fifty orc barbarians present!

One mouthful of saliva from each person could drown him.

Even if these fifty orcs each threw a punch, it would be enough to crush his bones into powder and then scatter them all over the wilderness with the breeze.

Unfortunately, his mutterings did not last long. Soon, countless orc barbarians pounced on Levi in the center.

The sound of flesh and ground colliding began to be heard continuously in the arena, and the entire Highcliff Stronghold seemed to be experiencing a small earthquake.