League of Legends Millennium Warlord

The incomprehensible sight made Mosley sweat on his forehead, while the vastayas were still talking to the air strangely.

"The next time I make a move, it's not considered a foul, my lamb~"

What was even more frightening was that Mosley actually heard an unreal murmur, as if it came from a ghost.

"Um."

Confirming that the direction he was looking at was indeed empty, Mosley rubbed his eyes and looked at the indifferent vastaya again.

"Who are you talking to...?"

A heart-piercing chill hit from behind, Mosley turned his head, and saw a humanoid ice sculpture holding a warhammer high and with an unbelievable face.

"Al... Kurt?"

No one answered, and the other Heidi people just stood there dumbfounded, too shocked to say a word.

The strongest in the team quietly turned into human popsicles, and they didn't even know how the enemy made the move.

All the way forward, including Mosley, fear controls the body to make way for the coming people. This is absolute suppression at the level of life, just like a sheep seeing an ancient saber-toothed tiger.

Before coming to the ice sculpture, Lester patted the Heidi warrior who scolded him just now, without any emotion in his voice.

"Who do you think you're talking to?"

The cracking sound of "cracking" became louder and louder, and the ice sculpture shattered into red ice crystals all over the place.

Suppressing the warnings and fears coming from all over his body, Mosley stared at the vastaya whose strength had reached at least the level of a magic master, and said in a low voice.

"What do you want?"

"It's very simple, either die here, and sleep here with this scolding young man."

Raising his right hand, Lester patted Mosley on the shoulder while Mosley's smile was uglier than crying.

"Either accompany me to visit this Atlanta ruins. If you are still alive, I will definitely not kill you. So, what is your choice?"

"I'm afraid we don't have any choice. We just ask you to be merciful, my lord."

The situation is stronger than people, and Mosley chose to surrender.

...

The rain fell from the dark sky, and the mist covered the whole world. Gray became the only main color of the Shelley Fortress. The few remaining birds and beasts frantically fled to the distance, as if they had already smelled that the irresistible death was coming .

The general of the Frost Kingdom, the most favored wife of Queen Jelena, and a descendant of the surviving Stugarans, Kaspar stood outside the mountain and gave the final order with a blank expression.

The immortal fortress that was once the most proud of the Stuttgarans is about to be buried in the hands of the descendants of the Stuttgarans - with blood hatred for the enemy.

At a depth of 100 meters underground in the Shelley Fortress, the ice-born warlock Gulina and the other eight ice-born warlocks took back the frost magic at the same time. Ordinary ice crystals.

Unable to bear the weight of a fort any longer, cracks appeared in the icicles with crisp shattering sounds. As the cracks got bigger and bigger, the first icicle shattered, and Fort Shelley began to shake.

Gulina and the other iceborn warlocks had already left, and the eight sky-reaching stone pillars that had been transformed by the Stugarans were broken one by one.

The world seemed to be silent for a moment, and the moment the next time node came, the earth cracked, the mountains collapsed, and the sky opened the abyss. Magic used its own way to kick off the destruction of nature.

"Boom! Boom!!!"

The Shelley Fortress, which had been weather-beaten and stood immortal for a hundred years, finally bent his unyielding waist and fell in the mountains. The two peaks that had already begun to shake were impacted by another magical force. It shattered into countless huge stones, scattered all over the sky like a volcanic eruption, and the dust and mist that resisted the drizzle covered a hundred miles around, and the rolling huge stones exterminated all living beings like exploding shells.

Immersed in the joy of revenge, Casper did not expect the effect to be so good, even the mountain peak was shattered into countless pieces.

No one survived such a wrath of nature, whether it was the Noxians in Shelley's fortress or the Heidi on the other side, and it would pay in blood.

"Woo woo woo~~~"

The joy of achieving the goal did not last long, and the heavy horn of Noxus pierced the rain, bringing the iron hooves of war.

Casper had to look farther away, a terrifying army was moving towards him, the speed was getting faster and faster, until Ma'anshan was completely flat, and the sound of destruction that trembled in the soul gradually faded away , Casper heard the heavy footsteps coming from the enemy formation.

"Master Gulina! I think you should understand my combat intention, and I will leave this great battle to you!"

Gulina, who had observed the battlefield a long time ago, frowned. She understood that no matter how this battle was fought, the winner would be the Noxus. Soldiers of the Frost Kingdom brought back Fkared alive.

Fortunately, she had expected this and was prepared.

"Target Fkaled, the whole army retreats!"

"What!? Isn't the retreat going to cause a big rout? Mage Gulina, I won't..."

"Kasper, listen to me, don't continue to pretend to be crazy in front of me, don't overestimate the patience of an iceborn warlock, just stay here if you talk nonsense!"

Faced with Gulina's warning, Kasper shrugged.

"Well, you have the final say."

"Dragon Lizard Knight obeys orders! Follow me to kill the enemy!!!"

On the Dalmo Plain, Kled rode the timid Skaarr and led 300 dragon lizard knights, followed by 2,000 cavalry, and ran out of the army formation, one thousand meters away from the soldiers of the Frost Kingdom. The light cavalry was directly divided into two teams and outflanked the left and right sides. The cavalry drew bows and arrows on the saddle, and shot arrows at the fleeing soldiers, just like an old man's shotgun attack. Soft and weak, under a round of arrow rain, only dozens of the slowest Frost Kingdom soldiers were killed.

Even the refined iron double-sided stirrups made in the war workshop could not save a group of rookie riders who hadn't worn their crotch for a few days.

Looking at the results of the cavalry with a telescope, Margaret frowned,

The only weakness of the Emerald Collar is that there is no suitable large-scale racecourse and the herdsmen who have been in contact with horses since childhood. For the Noxus, they would rather carry a two-meter-long mace instead of whipping their horses on horseback. Run a few steps and blow people's heads off.

This is determined by the hilly terrain of Noxus. In the past, most of the battles were battles between infantry. Although there are enough horses now, there is no way to directly change this.