League of Legends Millennium Warlord

The source of the Black Iron River flows from the west bank of the Watcher's Sea, passing through the southern foot of the third peak of the Paglus Trilink, and flows into the underground river of the Immortal Fortress. The locals call it the first branch, the second branch and the third branch of the Black Iron River.

Among them, the flow direction of the second branch of the Black Iron River just follows the southern foot of the Geril Mountains.

In order to save time on the road, dozens of small wooden boats enough to allow more than 400 people to sail have been recruited. The Noxus conscripts stepped onto the wooden boats. Under the control of the boatman, the wooden boats moved along the second branch of the Black Iron River. Flowing down, in the evening, it came to the southern foot of the Geril Mountains.

It took an hour to reorganize the team, but it was already dark. After seeking the advice of the adjutant Altman, Lester chose to set up camp on a relatively open flat ground, and sent a dozen agile soldiers to the north. disabled veterans as spies.

In front of the fire, everyone simply covered the floor with furs.

Lester, Altman, and Meredith sat facing each other in a triangle, eating simple breadsticks and wild boar jerky with the rest of the Noxian levy. It's not difficult for everyone.

"Mr. Lester."

Swallowing the tough jerky, the big bald Ultraman began to express his opinion.

"I suggest that we spend the night here tonight and wait until tomorrow to set off, otherwise it is not wise to travel at night."

"Leave that aside, let me ask you, are there any dangerous beasts nearby?"

"There are coyotes and mountain boars, but they dare not attack as long as there is fire and crowds."

Swallowing the food in his mouth in small bites, Lester took out a wooden stick with only one end burnt from the fire, poked it on the ground, extinguished the flame, and made a simple black charcoal pencil.

"The Patriarch Nadarz asked you to lead the team earlier. I think you must know the surrounding terrain very well. Use this to describe on the ground what kind of landforms there are on the west side of the Geril Mountains and how many villages there are."

"Huh? How do you describe it?"

Taking the stick blankly, Altman scratched his head and drew a long triangular circle on the ground.

"This is where we are, at the foot of the southern mountain of the Geril Mountains."

"Then if you go north along the mountains, are there any dangerous places that you need to pay attention to?"

"Uh... what is a crisis area? Is it a road?"

Meredith rolled her eyes, grabbed the firewood, and began to write and draw on the ground with the Altman Centurion's embarrassed expression.

"Use triangles to represent mountains, circles to represent peaks, dots to represent valleys, and dotted lines to represent mountain paths."

A simple map without any labels, which simply uses graphics to represent the location, was drawn quickly.

Lester gave a thumbs up, no doubt he is a talented student.

Nodding in response to Lester's praise, Meredith said slowly.

"About 17,000 steps from our side (1.5 meters per step, 17000/2*1.5=12.7km) to the north is Nuoer Village,

Going further north about 34,000 steps (25.5km, it will be directly converted to kilometers in the future, as long as everyone knows the principle) is Beinuoer Village.

Beinuoer Village is located in the north of the middle part of the Geril Mountains, and there is no our village further north. Most of the people who were active there before were bandits and robbers. tribal gathering place.

This mountain road is not too steep, there is only a small highland near the east of Nuoer Village, about 300 steps long. "

"Is there a place to hide?"

"A hiding place..."

After thinking about it, Meredith's tone was not sure.

"There is a small depression a little to the north of the plateau. The terrain is relatively high, but the depression is very inconspicuous. If it is not for special exploration, no one will notice it..."

After this, Leicester held a small meeting for 50 veterans.

Finally, under the order of Leicester's forced march, the Noxian levy began to move northward in three batches at different speeds, with the goal of the village of Knoll.

The first batch consisted of thirty disabled veterans and five mages including Leicester; the second batch consisted of ten veterans plus not-too-old Noxus folk and young men; the third batch consisted of ten veterans. There are more than 200 disabled veterans and more than 200 elderly people who cannot move quickly.

For Leicester, without suitable soldiers, weapons and armor, the most critical points to win this battle are speed, morale and ingenuity. expect.

If possible, he doesn't want those old people to go to the battlefield, but the cruel reality is not up to him to decide, what to do depends on the specific situation, and victory is the only goal.

He needs time to set up the battlefield he wants, so he must go one step ahead and arrive at Nuoer Village before the bandit group.

...

In Beinuoer Village, the rider who was driving the villagers had stepped off his horse and undressed in front of the woman he liked.

The flames became more and more manic along with the desperate screams. The woman's painful cry and the man's wanton laughter overlapped and rushed to the sky, echoing in the mountains.

Holding a one-handed ax with a wooden handle, Randall, who charged towards the robber, was knocked to the ground by the shield. The ax was kicked away by a huge smelly foot, and the man was pressed to the ground by the robber.

"Hatred, this is a very beautiful emotion. Hatred can make you do things you couldn't do before, and it can make you strong! Look at me, am I strong?"

The strong one-armed man looked down at the male villager who was trampled under his feet, and Doyle's scarred face was a little more curious.

"Is she your wife? She is really beautiful. You are a lucky guy, much luckier than me."

"You beast! Beast! You have the guts to come at me! What kind of skill is bullying a woman! Ahhhh!!! Lan Duo! Lan Duo!"

The man under his feet began to cry in pain, but Doyle understood that he could only cry in pain.

He couldn't do anything but cry.

Facing the burning house, four or five men laughed loudly, venting their animal desires.

"Brother, it's my turn next..."

Before he finished speaking, a straight fist hit the speaker in the face.

"Fuck you, the boss asked you to join, it is to let you, an incompetent idiot, have a cheap life to wash the feet and clothes of the grandpas, not to let you play with women, go away! Otherwise, I will chop you up!"

Seeing his subordinates jumping in line, Doyle smiled happily.

"Look, this is the importance of strength. The law of robbers is strength. In order to fill my group of restless subordinates, I have wasted a lot of effort. Fortunately, you waste can save me some effort...

Hey, are you still crying? You self-proclaimed fearless Noxians who cry louder than women? Ha ha ha ha,

And that soft bastard who wants to play with your wife, he is from your village. After being caught by my people outside the village, he peed his pants before he even made a move, and sold you all as soon as he turned around. Net, hahahaha, Noxians, I am! A bunch of scumbags! "

The nape of the neck cools down and then becomes sticky,

The voice in his ears gradually disappeared, and Randall just stared wide-eyed, watching his wife lose her breath, but was still bruised by the robbers after she died, blurting out all kinds of obscenities.

Not knowing that the man under his feet was still grieving for his wife, Doyle just added another ax casually, beheaded the man, and stabbed it on the stake with his own hands.

The stakes gradually turned red.

"Look, I'll show you enough to see how you Noxians die."