Mount and Blade System: Start from Pioneer Lords.

Chapter 428 Many crises
Since a dragon knight appeared in the wilderness, he has become the undisputed lord of the wilderness, and as a result, the unification of the entire wilderness has become an unstoppable trend.

The tribes that were originally scattered in the vast wilderness were all found by the warriors of the High Cliff Fortress. The wilderness natives had long yearned for life in High Cliff Fortress and responded one after another to join. All of this had absolutely nothing to do with the knife held to their throats by the goblins.

As a native of Gaoyabao with impeccable roots, Yanwa held these opportunists in utter contempt.

Its inclusion is actually quite legendary.

Originally, the frogman tribe lived in the deep wilderness of Emerald Lake, leading a secluded life. However, Rock Frog was a frogman full of dreams. He learned from the knowledgeable old frogs in the tribe that the outside world was full of wonderful things.

From then on, he planned to leave the tribe and see the outside world.

Although those old fellows kept describing the dangers of the outside world, it still couldn't stop its determination to see the world.

I remember it was a cloudless morning, the cold wind blowing the green trees so coldly that the water rippled. It resolutely packed its bags and left the lotus hut where it had lived for more than ten years.

But it regretted leaving the tribe just a few days later.

Either a bunch of goblins wanted to steal its package, or a troll wanted to make fish soup from it.

The locals are really unfriendly to this frog from out of town.

By the seventh day, it had almost run out of food, but there was still an endless expanse of snow in front of it. It also encountered a few goblin burrows, which contained some black jerky.

It was clearly impossible for it to eat these foods of unknown origin.

Just when it was about to give up, a group of extremely fierce men and horses appeared in front of it.

The other person looked fierce, but was surprisingly kind.

They not only gave it water, but also extremely delicious food that it had never eaten before.

From these giants, the Rock Frog learned about High Cliff Fortress, the Wilderness, the Lord of the Wilderness, the Dragon Knight, and everything else…

I also personally witnessed the prosperity and liveliness of Gaoyabao, which was incomparable to the cold and desolate Cuimuleng.

"Hehe, my good days are coming!"

Then it unsurprisingly chose to join High Cliff Fortress and acted as an intermediary, persuading the old-timers in the tribe to join High Cliff Fortress as well.

Unfortunately, these old-timers only let young people join Gaoyabao, while they themselves continued to guard Cuimu Leng.

"It's that story again, the one that tricks frogs into thinking they know all about children." The rock frog stomped on the thick snow, looking disdainful. "That kind of ghost story can only fool naive young frogs."

"The idea that the frogman tribe has been guarding the evil beneath the emerald tree for generations is utter nonsense."

Cui Mu Leng has swum countless times, but there isn't even a bone at the bottom of the lake, so there's no evil there.

This time it came back to persuade all the hundreds of elderly people left behind in the tribe to move to Gaoyabao.

As Tiffany put it, "An elder in the family is a treasure." Although these old-fashioned people have outdated ideas, their mastery of water elemental magic is indeed more profound than that of the young frogs. If they join High Cliff Fortress, they can improve the overall magical strength of High Cliff Fortress.

It didn't understand much about these rock frogs; all it knew was that Sister Tiffany was incredibly gentle and beautiful.

If it could, it would want to serve as her bodyguard for life.

That bald shark man named Van Gogh was truly terrifying.

It was thinking random things.

The rock frogs quickly reached the shore of Emerald Cold Lake, which was vast and stretched as far as the eye could see. Their tribe was built in a giant lotus pod on the lakeshore.

Here, you can already see a glimpse of the tribe in the distance.

"Hey, why are there so many bubbles?" The rock frog had good eyesight and noticed that bubbles were rising up not far from the lake and were constantly moving towards the shore.

"Could there be a big fish?" It couldn't help but kneel down on the snowy bank and stretch its head to look into the distance.

It didn't jump into the water to find out what was going on, because it had just changed into its finest clothes, and if they got wet, those old fogies would laugh at it.

"There is something there. Is it a red carp or a giant mouth fish?" The rock frog stared intently at the water. There was a shadowy figure swimming around. It was probably at the bottom of the lake, so it wasn't very clear.

"No, no, red carp aren't that big, and giant mouth fish don't come close to the shore." Just as it was staring intently, more and more shadows began to gather beneath the surface of the lake in the distance.

As the shadow drew closer, the rock frog, after making out its general shape, fell backward to the ground. It immediately got up and began running towards the tribe, screaming, "Frog, I'm going to die! I saw a ghost in broad daylight! Help! Help!"

It scrambled and crawled, using both hands and feet, no longer caring about its fine clothes. It only wished its frog parents had given it two more legs, and ran desperately towards the tribe. The icy snow poured into its collar, but it didn't feel the cold; only a chill ran from its tailbone straight to the top of its head.

Behind it, one after another enormous creature pierced the water's surface and walked onto the shore, the sound of rushing water constantly rising. As these enormous creatures twisted their joints, the crackling and popping sounds were deafening.

……

"Enemy attack! Protect the general!" Ons shouted, swinging his sword with such speed it was almost impossible to follow.

There was a flash of silver light.

Swish!
The sword tip grazed the demon's neck, and this family heirloom sword displayed its true sharpness, instantly severing its head.

However, although this demon was still a mortal being, its life force was incredibly tenacious. Even with its head on the ground, it still had the leisure to utter various curses with venomous resentment.

"Hehehe, it's almost here...it's almost here, you'll all be dying soon..."

Tokai frowned; he wasn't worried at all when the demon revealed its true form.

He had seen this thing before. It was a little stronger than an adult, but not skilled in martial arts. An adult with training and a weapon could easily deal with it.

The only redeeming qualities of this demon are its fearlessness and its stronger vitality than that of ordinary people.

In other words, Ons, as a captain, possesses profound martial arts skills and can easily subdue his opponent.

"Why kill it directly?" The old man looked calmly at the patrol leader.

He had originally wanted to gather more information, but now it seemed hopeless. "My lord, I'm afraid it might harm you," Ons said, looking ashamed.

Tokai gave the other man a deep look, then quickly gave the order: "Have the soldiers seal off the camp, then assemble the army and advance towards the city wall. Wertz can't stay here; it may have become the demons' stronghold."

The officers who rushed over upon hearing the commotion outside were quickly ordered to leave, but Ons volunteered: "Sir, your safety is of utmost importance, so I will stay by your side to protect you."

The old man lowered his eyes, said nothing, and simply nodded slightly.

For a moment, only the two of them remained in the study. The pale light of the luminous stone cast ever-changing shadows on Ons's face, making his originally resolute features appear somewhat eerie.

The air seemed to freeze, with only the crackling of burning firewood and the faint sound of bugle calls from afar.

"My lord, what if the entire city of Wirtz is filled with demons?" Ons stepped forward, his hand naturally resting on the hilt of the sword at his waist.

Tokai walked to the window, looking at the roars coming from the night sky outside, and muttered, "Our camp is very close to the city wall. These demons have no way to stop the soldiers who occupy the city wall from leaving."

Looking at the other person's slightly hunched back, Ons smiled slightly, and before they knew it, the distance between them had grown closer: "What if we could control you, General?"

The longsword was suddenly drawn.

Just as his longsword was about to touch his neck, Tokai moved. This white-haired old general moved with a speed that belied his age.

Instead of retreating, he suddenly turned to the side, and the longsword at his waist swung upwards with a clang. With just one strike, Ons's longsword was knocked to the ground.

“I sensed something was wrong a long time ago. It really was you, Ons… or rather, the demon in Ons’s skin.” Tokai said coldly, “You can’t even use a sword, yet you dare to face me alone.”

"Hehehe... As expected of a general, the old man's sense of smell is so sharp?" 'Ons' covered his mouth and chuckled, taking a step back to create a safe distance. "When did it start? Was it because I voluntarily stayed in the study? Or... earlier?"

"To be honest, I think I've done a pretty good job of imitating him. I even went so far as to retrieve the knight's soul memories."

Tokai raised the tip of his sword slightly, pointing it at 'Ons' heart: "From the moment you walked in. He wouldn't have been so rude as to barge into my study, much less so eager to stay by this old man's side in a time of crisis."

"Your disguise is exquisite; you even perfectly imitated Ons's habit of holding a sword in his left hand. Unfortunately, the real Ons's first reaction is to command the soldiers, not to fawn over the old man like a bodyguard!"

"Now that I've already discovered you, what's the point of continuing your disguise? Are you still afraid to show your true face?" The old man stared at the other man with eyes as sharp as swords.

“What do I have to be afraid of in front of a dead man?” 'Ons’ voice gradually became feminine, and then a cloud of black smoke enveloped him and gradually dissipated. The burly officer from before was nowhere to be seen.

Only one woman remained, with a voluptuous and revealing figure, two ram's horns on her head, and a charming face.

Succubus?

Things are in trouble.

The old man lowered his eyes.

Unlike the low-level demons we just encountered, succubi are high-level demons, equivalent to magicians among humans.

The most important point is that these lewd bitches are the playthings of those high-ranking demon lords, and they will not appear alone in one place.

The fact that the other party is here means that there is a powerful figure of the level of a demon lord in Wirtz City.

"Killing you like this would be such a waste. Although you look old, I can feel your strong body under your clothes. I really want to spend a night with you and then rip your heart out." The succubus licked her scarlet lips and giggled, her round buttocks and tail swaying back and forth, swaying the hearts of every man.

This devil is so debauched that even if he does nothing, just standing there can ignite the most burning desire in every man's heart.

"The Persian Gulf Empire's army in Wirtz City was also defeated by you using this method, wasn't it?" Tokai's gaze remained unmoved, but he had already begun to silently chant incantations in his heart.

Besides being a swordsman, he was also an alchemist, but his long military career had made everyone almost forget this.

"Yes, my men devoured their flesh and drank their blood. To be honest, it was incredibly barbaric and bloody, but what could they do? They just couldn't resist the sight of fresh flesh and blood." Despite appearing to be an exceptionally beautiful woman, the words she spoke were enough to chill anyone to the bone.

Demons, as evil beings, are irritable, malice-filled, tyrannical, and violent. They dedicate themselves to destroying and annihilating everything, finding pleasure in this throughout their lives. They frequently invade other planes, bringing destruction and fear.

Its reputation is as infamous as that of the dead, making any peace talks impossible.

These are all things recorded in books, and as a nobleman, Tokai naturally has the right to access these secrets that are difficult for ordinary people to access.

"I'd really like to know, how exactly did you manage to sneak into Wirtz without the knowledge of the Persian Gulf Empire's higher-ups? With so many demons, there's no way you could hide. Did you even capture the capital of the Persian Gulf Empire?" Tokai asked calmly.

"Humans have so many ulterior motives. Everyone says that we succubi are good at bewitching people, but how can we compare to you?" The succubus's eyes gleamed with a mocking light.

She gracefully raised her slender fingers, the tips swirling with a pinkish-purple, mesmerizing magical glow: "You've been chanting spells since just now, haven't you? I can feel the magic surging within you!"

Tokai didn't care that he was seen through. As fellow elementalists, they could sense each other's manipulation of the surrounding magic. Unless the difference in strength between the two was too great, there was no way to hide it.

"But it doesn't matter, I will turn you into my puppet, and your soldiers will become food for my army."

Outside the window, one demon after another emerged from the houses and began to run wildly toward the Sith Kingdom's territory.

……

"transfer order?"

Levi took a bite of the apple in his hand, then handed it to Heather beside him, and took the letter from Leah to read.

He frowned after just a cursory glance.

Bernard planned to move the High Cliff Fortress allied forces to Wirtz to assist in the defense.

In other words, the small town of Shilingbao wouldn't be a waste of a dragon knight to be stationed there. As the provincial capital of the southern province, the Gaoyabao allied forces would be better suited to garrison in Wirtz.

Because as long as Wirtz is held, the Persian Gulf Empire will have no way to take back the southern provinces.

The reason why the lord frowned was that Wirtz had been defeated so easily.

(End of this chapter)