Mount and Blade System: Start from Pioneer Lords.

Chapter 106: As strong as a bear, you say you are a wizard?
Just then, Sam came over with a puzzled look on his face.

He was meditating in the room to restore his magic power. First he heard the sound of a horn, and then the order from the Lord of High Cliff Castle to assemble, so he hurried over.

Didn’t we ask you to assemble? Why is there not a single soldier around?

"How dare you ask what happened?" The lord stared at Sam in confusion.

"I heard the call to assemble, so I rushed over."

Sam realized that the current atmosphere seemed a little wrong, and spoke cautiously with his neck shrunk.

Li Wei raised his hand and threw the shaman to the ground with a big shove. "How dare you say that? Sir, I've been calling you for a long time, and you just came here when it was over!"

Sam kept his mouth shut and said nothing. He came over only after he heard no movement.

Zat, who was standing by, couldn't help but curl his lips slightly. Sam successfully took the blame for them.

Unfortunately, this little move did not escape the lord's sharp eyes at all. He jumped up and kicked Zat in the lower back, causing it to fall flat on its face.

"How dare you laugh like that? Look at the soldiers in your regiment. They can't even tell the difference between friend and foe. How can you be the commander of the regiment? Do you believe that I will just kick you to the ground and make you a soldier?"

Zat couldn't laugh anymore. He spat out the grass in his mouth and glared at the orc warrior.

Sam took advantage of the lord's scolding of Zat and ran away without looking back. He wanted to check in at the end, but he didn't expect that he would be the one to be beaten.

"Levi, what happened?" Miriel and Beristina also ran out of the lord's hall.

"It's okay. It was just a misunderstanding. Muto and the others came back and were mistaken for an enemy attack."

Levi waved his hands in frustration. He didn't expect that Miriel, an outsider, would make a fool of himself.

"Get out of here, everyone. Those who spread the false information will be punished by military law. Zat, you must write me a 500-word self-criticism. If I, your Excellency, can't see you tonight, you will be in trouble!" Levi said with a sneer.

This misunderstanding was actually caused by that old guy Bem. As soon as he arrived, he shouted that someone was going to attack High Cliff Castle, which made the soldiers panic-stricken and afraid of enemies.

As soon as there was any movement, the warning horn was blown.

But after all, intelligence collection is still not in place.

Levi would not comfort himself. No means no, which proves that Gaoya Castle still has a long way to go.

Zat's face turned pale in an instant. He would rather be whipped a hundred times than write a single word. This was simply asking for his life.

It laughed angrily and took the shoulder of the orc warrior who was the culprit of all this and walked towards the training ground.

After nearly a month, Mutuo, who had been migrating to the tribe, finally returned.

Looking down from the top of the hill, Levi saw nearly four to five hundred orcs, men, women, young and old, driving a herd of livestock called deer-horned cattle slowly approaching.

These strong oxen were more than two blades high at the shoulder and weighed several thousand pounds. They were loaded with bags as big as mountains, and looked like a whole family moving.

Faced with an unknown environment, the orc children hid in their mother's arms anxiously, but their mothers were also at a loss in the face of this situation.

Although Mutuo had repeatedly emphasized that there was no danger, some orc barbarians could not help but walk in the front with wooden sticks and spears, but they were quickly stopped by the more experienced and cautious elders.

Levi took the initiative to stretch out his legs and move forward.

What he didn't expect was that he actually saw Jos and a dozen Fed warriors in the orc team, but now was obviously not the time to ask questions.

The lord gave them a look, and Joss understood immediately and took his men to walk towards the lord's hall.

"Boss, this is our tribe's Great Thrall." Muto pointed at a very sturdy orc and said. Judging from age alone, this orc should be an old one, but his strong and sturdy muscles did not show any signs of relaxation. In terms of body size alone, he was even more sturdy than Zat.

You have to know that Zatt is now a two-edged seven, and this old orc is not much smaller than a troll.

"'Sal' means chief, right?" Levi happily clapped his hands with the muscular old man. His broad palms were covered with calluses like gravel, making him feel like he was high-fiving a giant beast like an elephant.

Levi didn't understand Orc language, but considering the old orc in front of him with his iron-like muscles, it was not difficult to judge that only the great chief could possess this symbol of strength.

"No, it's the Shaman, my lord." Orak touched his chest and saluted with great respect.

Mutuo told it about Gaoya Castle. Although some of the things there were a little too magical, the sophisticated equipment and servants they wore could not be fake at all.

Especially the kind of belief that is like worshiping a god cannot deceive people. It is already old and is willing to believe in the judgment of the best chief in the tribe and be loyal to the young lord.

"puff!"

The orc woman was following the orcish etiquette of loyalty, offering the fangs of the strongest monster hunted in the tribe and a cup of white milk.

The former represents fighting for the lord, and the latter represents loyalty as pure as milk.

Li Weigang picked up the milk and took a sip, but couldn't help but sprayed it all over the wooden tray.

"Ahem...you...cough cough..."

Levi looked at the old orc carefully again.

It has a burly build, with arms as thick as marble pillars. It must have been an extremely brave warrior when it was young.

Levi also discovered that this old orc actually had horns as long as a finger on both sides of his forehead.

"You... are really a shaman?" Levi still couldn't believe it.

To be honest, no matter from which perspective, this old orc is a thorough warrior like Zat, not a shaman who practices witchcraft.

"Sir, you are full of misunderstandings and prejudices about shamans." Orak patiently explained: "Shamans are not skinny, weak old men. On the contrary, every shaman is a qualified warrior."

"Is that so?" Levi looked at Mu Tuo and the others in confusion.

Currently, the only two people in Highcliff Castle who have truly learned witchcraft and become shamans are Sam and Old Neil, and these two are skinny old men who look frail.

Therefore, Levi subconsciously thought that all shamans were like this.

Now, a shaman who is even more burly than Zhat has suddenly arrived, which makes the lord somewhat uncomfortable.

"It may be a little presumptuous, but I really want to know what kind of witchcraft you know."

The style of this spellcaster is too strange, but Levi can't hide his joy that he can get a spellcasting unit for free.

After all, the spellcasting team of Gaoya Castle currently only consists of two cats, big and small, and they are in urgent need of someone who can take up the responsibility.

"Blood Rage Awakening, Dragon Scale Blood Magic, Blood Drain Healing." Orak blinked his eyes, looking very innocent.

Good news: He is indeed a shaman, and he knows three other witchcrafts.
Bad news: Du Te Ma is a reckless witchcraft that blesses herself

Levi's heart finally died.

(End of this chapter)