League of Legends Millennium Warlord

Finally, he moved into a temporary resettlement house near the forest. Maybe it was a stroke of luck. The sixteen villagers in the same room were all law-abiding people. At least Teli didn't have to worry about anyone doing anything to him for a little dry food.

Time was very tight, so I worked with others to build a house all morning using ready-made wood. After lunch, it was time to assign tasks.

Seeing that his roommates were all assigned to the 'Defense Construction Unit', he thought that he would be the same. To Teli's surprise, the person who came was not the 'deputy general' or military supervisor arranged by Nerhart. , but a centurion of the Third Militia Regiment.

"Wilder Pittman, Centurion of the Third Militia Regiment, mainly responsible for battlefield medical treatment... To make a long story short, I heard that you are the herbalist of Bullard Village? Can you recognize these three plants?"

The tall Wilder glanced at the herbal basket and herb-picking sickle under the table. Three different herbs were placed on the table in sequence, but Teli's attention was focused more on the middle-aged man who looked extremely reliable. Attracted by men.

Of course, it's not that people in middle age went out to open up wasteland and unintentionally developed new channels for sexual fetishes, but that the man in front of him fit Teli's own definition of a warrior.

The muscles of the right arm are particularly developed, and the five fingers of both hands are covered with iron calluses. The two fingers of the right hand hold leather bow and arrow fingers.

Wearing a studded leather battle skirt, a long-handled beak warhammer hangs on the right side, and behind her back is a hard horn bow and quiver that looks to be well maintained. The only thing on her body is that there is no helmet on her head, which is held by a dark red belt. Several reddish-brown dreadlocks were tied behind her head.

Wilder looked like a tough fighter, and Terry finally had a sense of reality that he was going to be on the battlefield.

"I recognize these herbs."

Sweeping the three herbs on the table, Teli knew that this was his best chance to get rid of Nerhart. He had never been a person with lofty ideals. He did not want to make any achievements, nor did he want to become a hero guarding Ionia. He just wants to follow a strong man to survive on the battlefield and return to his family.

Being recruited by Wilder is infinitely better than being Nerhart's subordinate.

"Sword-shaped leaves, upright stems, many branches, with light gray hairs on the stems, and dark brown underground parts... This is sword-leaf grass. It usually grows in the shade of trees with moist air. It can be decoctioned and taken orally or ground. The juice can be used externally with a bandage to clear away heat, detoxify, stop bleeding and reduce swelling.

The flower core is flocculent, with a long stalk, and the leaves shrink when exposed to water, and flatten into a dark green oval shape during drought... This is the original leaf of Aina, which grows by lakes or water banks. It can only be used for external application and has strong medicinal properties. Local anesthesia and analgesic effects…

Rhizome, single leaves alternate..."

Before Te Li finished talking about the third herb, Wilder patted Te Li on the shoulder, and an appreciative smile appeared on his face when Te Li grinned in pain.

"Te Li, I know you are really capable. Remember, you will be my Wilder's from now on. Bring your tools and come with me, and we will collect herbs."

…

At the same time, in the protruding highlands on both sides of the Huanxi River, some soldiers of the First Militia Corps of Presidence were manipulating trebuchets and soldiers of the Second Militia Corps who were rushing down on fire boats to engage in a pincer attack on the narrow river channel. Noxian fleet,

More soldiers lined up in two rows on the tall tree walls spawned by the Ionian spirit callers along the coast. They used their crossbows to hurl flaming arrows at the Noxians on the boat. Hidden in the shadows, Ionian martial arts masters are ready to attack and take the lives of Noxian officers.

Everywhere you look is blazing fire. When you look up, you can see the sky full of flying arrows. There is no place in the sky or on the ground. Even under the river, there are countless masters who are proficient in water. With the help of natural mages, they are deciphering the Noxians. The rune defense array greatly accelerated the consumption of Black Lightning's mental power.

For the soldiers of Noxus, this boring war against the Ionians was finally no longer a small fight.

Tens of thousands of Ionians besieged him at the same time. Instead of feeling fear, they ignited the warlike blood in their bodies.

"fire!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

At this moment when the Ionians were trying their best, the Noxians also revealed their ferocious minions.

Hundreds of smoothbore cannons that had been ready to fire erupted into sky-high flames in just ten seconds. The projectiles ejected from the fireworks were not solid projectiles, but specially modulated explosive projectiles.

Some of them were aimed at the suicide attack fireships, and some were aimed at the wall of trees on the shore that blocked the landing.

Amidst the sound of artillery fire, dozens of fireships loaded with kerosene were sunk without any accident, and the "Ionian Death Squadron" on the sunken ship turned into a joyfully dancing fireman in the water.

On the other side, the tight tree wall blocking the Noxian landing was also attacked by artillery, and was instantly enveloped in flames.

Sawdust and sparks flew into the sky, and hundreds of Ionian archers were torn apart by the shock wave of the explosion into a bloody mist.

The lucky ones who survived were also deaf and blinded, missing arms and legs. Unfortunately, no matter how loud the wails were, they were not as loud as the Noxian cannons, and no one had the extra energy to help the wounded who fell on the ground.

With the first bombardment, the brave Ionians had their first doubts about the outcome of the war.

When the frightened Ionians shrank back from the tree wall, the smoothbore cannons were replaced with solid rounds.

Under the intensive volley, the tall tree wall that was already shaken by the fire was shattered in the jigsaws formed by the shells. Many martial arts masters lurking behind the tree wall were physically reset before they were brand new from the factory, and they were different from the imaginary ones. It's completely different to become famous, to die in obscurity from beginning to end.

The Ionians, who have cried for their parents and tasted what saturation strikes are, don't know that the magic cannon that combines ancient magic technology on the Fallen Star and the Ice Dragon Cannon from the Freljord have not yet appeared. Compared with these two war weapons that can be said to be anti-human, the smoothbore cannon is just a cute baby that has just entered the history of war in Runeterra.

Under the cover of the dragon bird, the imperial fleet that broke through the tree wall on the east coast began to put down small boats to transport soldiers to force a landing. The fighting under the boats was no weaker than on the boats.

Under the Phantom River, Noxian soldiers relied on advanced Hex weapons to achieve an overwhelming victory underwater.

A breathing mask that releases oxygen through a simple chemical reaction and a lightweight leather armor with certain anti-cut capabilities are enough to make up for the disadvantages of the Noxians who are not good at water. Coupled with the harpoon chain gun that can attack from a distance, Ionian water The army was quickly routed by the Noxians.

For most Ionians, they do not understand that this is the absolute gap brought about by technology. Experiencing this nightmare war seems to be a response to their own offense against the harmony of nature. This unbearable curse is very difficult. Almost defeated all psychological defenses.

The Ionians in charge of hewing the ship had no chance to wait until the natural mage cracked the annoying rune magic on the bottom of the ship. They could only watch the Noxian soldiers coming towards them, and then they became corpses pierced by harpoon chain guns. .

Blood rippled at the bottom of the river, but most of the corpses floating on the water were Ionians.

The Imperial Army is like a war beast composed of countless dark red gears. As always, it is taking unstoppable heavy steps to crush all obstacles along the way.

In the defeat, the proud Ionians finally understood the weight of the 'Noxus Empire'.

"General Blatus! The men of the Second Legion have withdrawn! Let's withdraw too! The Noxians' advanced artillery is enough to annihilate our entire army! This battle should not be fought like this!!"

On the highland protrusion of the Riverside Mountains, General Brest of the First Ionian Militia Legion put down the monocular telescope from the Noxus Empire and looked at his adjutant with dizziness - whoever carefully If the planned war is hit by a sudden dimensionality reduction, I'm afraid they won't look too good.

It was expected that they would have to resist for a week to buy time for the soldiers of the Third Army to establish a defense line in the rear. However, the fact was that they only resisted for one morning and the entire army was defeated - he could not have dreamed of such a terrible thing.

"Then how do you think this battle should be fought? Do you know that once the Noxians land on the east coast, they will be able to march straight into Presidence!? Without this dangerous place, the defense line of Grus Village It’s not built yet, how can we contend with these monsters!?

Of course we can retreat! But if we retreat, we will push Presidence into the fire pit! "

Facing the somewhat hysterical general, the adjutant's face turned green and white. This was simply an unsolvable problem. He didn't know how to refute, but he knew he had to refute, otherwise nearly 20,000 people would die here worthlessly. , Presidio is really over.

"But how can we resist on the coast? Since the Noxian artillery fire can destroy our tree walls, it can destroy all our defenses. As long as we are within the attack range of the Noxian gunboats, we can We can only sit back and wait for death!"

The red-eyed adjutant pointed with trembling fingers at the broken wall of trees along the shore.

"Let our warriors die worthlessly under such an attack, which can neither slow down the pace of the Noxians nor cause an effective counterattack against the Noxians, General Brest! I don't want to See what this means!

Just because we can't fight Noxus now doesn't mean we won't be able to fight Noxus in the future! We are the only force that can stand up to protect Presidium. If we die here, can we expect the coalition of villages to resist such an enemy?

General! We must survive to find a way to fight the Noxians! "

Clenching and unclenching his fists several times, Brest gritted his teeth and took a deep breath, staring at the Noxian battle flag fluttering in the wind on the east coast, as if he wanted to remember this with his soul. Duan couldn't bear the humiliation.

"You are right, we must retreat, retreat to Grus Village!

Since we can't defeat their gunboats! Let's fight this war on land! How long can it be delayed? I heard that the commander-in-chief of Noxus is going with the army this time. As long as we can capture or assassinate the commander-in-chief of the empire, we can still fight this war! "

…

Compared with yesterday's Presidence, today's Presidence is even more deserted and desolate. There are almost no pedestrians on the street. The occasional pedestrians are also in a hurry, carrying their bags and walking eastward, as if they want to Escape from Presidian.

The news that the 1st Militia Legion's defense line that had been operating for a month was defeated in just one morning was like the cry of migratory birds. It spread to the peaceful and ancient holy land in an instant, letting every Ionian taste what a disastrous defeat was.

The gap between ideals and reality is so great that any confident Ionian would not hesitate to pick up their bags and embark on a wandering road... In their view, they may die on the mountain road. Better in the hands of bandits than under the rule of those demonic Noxian barbarians.

Only Jax, who had lived in the magnificent Fidelite, knew that it might be more meaningful for the Noxians under Lester to rule Ionia than for the Ionians themselves to live in confusion.

Apart from anything else, in the face of the invasion of Mordekaiser's underworld army, Fidelette could easily repel that group of monsters, but Presidence could never win the battle of life and death. By.

The Ionians living in heaven will never understand the malice of the dead in the underworld and the monsters in the void towards this world. It is a cruel war that can drive even Shurima's invincible god warriors crazy, among mortals. Who can catch it?

"Have you heard? After learning that the First Militia Legion was defeated, Shuoji Temple in Shangzan sent a team of dragon warrior monks to support the Vajra Sect. Currently, the master of the Vajra Sect is visiting the Fengyu Swordsmanship Dojo. He must have wanted to invite Lao Jian The Holy One takes action against the Noxians."

"Speaking of Lord Sword Master, he is a living legend.

When my grandfather was still alive, he told me many stories about Master Cunfeng... It is said that when the sword master was young, he encountered the incident of massacre of the village. Master Cunfeng used the Kyoto Tai Sword in his hand to kill the entrenched villagers by himself. The bandit village on Longji Mountain,

There were more than 300 people in the village, and rivers of blood flowed all day and night. No one could even breathe.

If someone hadn't accidentally discovered the corpses of the evil-doing bandits in that Shura land later, no one would have known that it was Lord Cunfeng who did it. "

"If the old sword master can still have such ability, he might be able to repel the Noxians. Let me tell you, we have so many strong men in Presidence, we can't really be defeated by Nok. The Sass people were so beaten that they couldn’t hold their heads up, right?”

“Well, having said that, aren’t there too many people who don’t want to take care of things?

Not to mention Karma, who has been reincarnated and rebuilt. You see, the dragon is usually the most conspicuous, but this time the Noxians invaded, they acted like a turtle. Maybe they were secretly preparing to defect to the Noxians. ,

There is also the Kinkou Sect. They cover their faces all day long and don’t know what they are doing. I don’t think walking around is of any use. At the critical moment, you still have to look at the Brotherhood. Don’t look at those people who do sneaky things all day long. , being able to stand up bravely when foreign invaders is enough to prove that they are heroes..."

"Heroes, aren't they? Those people are just killers who are greedy for money. They kill innocent people for money. Don't hold them too high. I feel disgusted."

After drinking the fruit wine in his hand, Jax picked up the lamp staff containing the eternal flame, put on the hood, and left the tavern.

"Do you want to gain some leverage? It seems I should leave. It would be a pity for such a person to die in the war."