Chapter 2 My Name Is Leo Mundo

After struggling to calm his emotions, Li Ao (the protagonist's previous identity) slightly shook his head. Amidst the intense dizziness, the little brain matter left in this body revealed some more background information.

The world the original owner lived in was a typical Western fantasy world.

There were numerous gods and a diverse range of races. The Atlantis Empire where he was located was in the east of the Morning Light Continent and bordered the orc kingdom in the Northern Snowfield region.

Hundreds of years ago, the Atlantis Empire in a corner of the southeast of the Morning Light Continent gradually emerged as a prominent power. With advanced technology, powerful military force, and a mature military system, it unified the southern kingdoms.

Then, it joined forces with the northern tribes and completely drove out humanoid races like orcs and trolls from the northern provinces, forcing them deep into the Northern Snowfield.

Just like the transition from the classical period to the Middle Ages in his previous life, over the course of several hundred years, the glorious and expansive Atlantis Empire gradually declined and descended into a state of warlord separatism.

The northern province was now ruled by Grand Duke Mitchell of the Odalov family. In order to compete for imperial hegemony, the economic and military focus of the north was gradually shifting southward.

With the weakening of the northern defenses, small groups of orc troops and troll scouts began to appear near the North Ice River again, plundering human villages and market towns on the south bank of the North Ice River.

The village where the original owner lived was the first to bear the brunt. If it weren't for Uncle Ulyan, who had retired and returned home, expanding and intensively training the originally ineffective militia, and withstanding several waves of plundering by orc squads, the village where Leo lived would have already turned into ruins like the surrounding villages and towns.

But this couldn't go on like this forever. After Uncle Ulyan held on for a year, he made a bold decision.

He decided to lead the entire village on a southwestward migration, covering a distance of a thousand li (about 500 kilometers), from the northernmost tip of Count Frolov's territory to the southernmost tip of the count's territory!

To establish a new settlement in a river bend at the foot of the Grand Barrier!

That was a place where Uncle Ulyan had been stationed for many years, and he was quite familiar with the nearby forces.

There were only a few small-scale alien tribes there, and no high-level magical beasts would be seen.

Moreover, through his connections with his military comrades, Uncle Ulyan obtained a colonization permit issued by the Frolov family.

As long as they could establish a foothold on this unoccupied wasteland that was unclaimed by the nobles, open up enough wasteland, and pay enough taxes, they could be enfeoffed as colonization knights of the Frolov family.

Back then, he had served the Frolov family by guarding a watchtower dozens of li downstream from this river bend, protecting a market town on the far western edge of the Frolov family's territory from possible dragon attacks from above the Grand Barrier.

Of course, when it comes to the so-called dragons or the legendary high-level magical beasts, Uncle Ulyan had been stationed there for five years but never saw one.

There hadn't been any in the past hundred years of history either.

As for more detailed background information, don't ask. If you do, the answer is no. Mundo's head couldn't contain so much knowledge!

The original owner, Leo Mundo, was a typical single-minded, reckless, and natural-born battle maniac.

His mother died during childbirth, and his father died from excessive drinking as a result, leaving him alone with no one to teach or raise him.

One day he would steal steamed buns from the neighbor next door, and the next day he would beg the neighbor on the other side for thin wheat porridge. In winter, he would steal the bath water of widows, and in summer, he would trick kids into giving up their plum juice.

If he saw a dog on the road, he would even give it a couple of kicks.

He once snatched a half-grown snow bear cub from the mountains with his bare hands and invited the whole village to eat meat. Then, he made the whole village stay up all night to stop the mother bear from coming down the mountain for revenge.

Well, the big bear didn't get a chance to retaliate. The original owner buried it alive during its hibernation.

It was dug out three days later and still wasn't quite dead.

At fifteen, he was already unbeatable in the village, but then Uncle Ulyan, a retired soldier, beat him up single - handedly.

After that, he was recruited into the militia to train his combat skills. He charged into battle, acting more barbarous than the barbarians themselves.

Currently, at the age of seventeen, he has somewhat come to his senses, but not by much.

Feeling Li Ao nuzzling in her arms, the blond girl slightly adjusted her ample bosom and stared at Li Ao, observing his condition.

"Olivia?" Li Ao pondered for a moment and then spoke. He found that his voice was as hoarse as if rubbed by sandpaper, and a mouthful of blood smell assailed his nostrils.

He didn't know if it was the blood of the kobold leader or his own vomit.

His left hand was trapped by wooden strips and propped to one side. He didn't know if it was useless or not.

He was struck by a flail on the chest. Surely, quite a number of his ribs were broken. If he kept spitting blood, then his internal organs must have been injured too.

Surprisingly, the injury on his shoulder was minor. Protected by a bear - skin shoulder pad inlaid with iron bars, although the kobold leader had bitten two deep rows of blood holes in the front and back, the wounds had already scabbed over. As long as he didn't get rabies, it would be okay.

"I'm here," Olivia, the blond girl, replied softly. She stretched out her slender fingers and gently combed the blond hair on Li Ao's forehead, damp with cold sweat.

"What about the kobolds?"

"You scared them away," the blond girl replied. Obviously, her body trembled slightly when she heard this question.

As the person involved, Li Ao only remembered that he had bitten the kobold leader to death.

But as a bystander, Olivia, hiding behind the cart, witnessed with her own eyes how that burly and muscular kobold leader struggled, bit, and scratched frantically on the ground, tearing Leo's leather armor and clothes to shreds and splashing blood everywhere.

Its neck seemed to be held down to the ground by a large animal trap. It couldn't break free even until it suffocated to death.

Who would have thought that such a handsome and sunny blond boy was a bit of a dunce?

As for the other kobolds, after witnessing the tragic end of their leader, they couldn't hold on for even a minute. They left a heap of corpses and fled in a hurry.

"That's good," Li Ao nodded, combining the memories of the original owner, but still looked worried.

Kobolds are naturally bullies. They only besiege and hunt when their number is one or even several times that of their prey.

This group of kobolds daring to ambush a convoy with nearly fifty armed militiamen and a total of three hundred people was unexpected in itself. It was also easy to make one underestimate them.

But the main reason was still the convoy itself.

When they set off, the whole village, including the survivors from nearby villages, formed a large convoy of nearly a thousand people.

The number of militiamen for daily patrols and leading the way exceeded a hundred, and among them were veterans like Uncle Ulyan who had retired and returned home.

Moreover, not all the convoy members other than the militia were completely defenseless. They just lacked proper weapons and equipment. In a real life - or - death crisis, they could still muster two or three hundred able - bodied men.

However, the migration route was thousands of miles long and lasted more than a month. Passing by several prosperous and peaceful small towns, those with some property, skills, or abilities gradually dropped out of the convoy.

The remaining nearly three hundred people were those in the village who trusted Uncle Ulyan the most and were mostly the elderly, the weak, women, and children. There were only about a hundred people who could be considered young and strong.

This was the drawback of non - noble pioneers. They not only lacked the material and military support from their families but also had no official binding power.

The people under your charge were not your vassals. They could leave whenever they pleased.

Unlike noble lords, who could hold people liable for such matters.

According to what Uncle Ulyan had described in his previous memories, there were several other alien tribes around the river bend whose combat power was comparable to that of this group of kobolds.

So, could his severely shrunken pioneering team still hold out?

"Leo, don't worry. Just focus on getting better. Dad's here!" Olivia seemed to read Li Ao's mind. She stroked his forehead and comforted him gently.

In her eyes, her father, Uncle Ulyan, was extremely capable and could do anything. There was nothing beyond his capabilities.

In the eyes of the original Leo, it was the same.

"Yeah." Li Ao nodded and returned a smile, then fell silent again.

So, from now on, there would no longer be a person named Li Ao.

There was only me, Leo Mundo.

Transmigrator, Kobold Biter, Militia Captain Leo Mundo!