League of Legends Millennium Warlord

Chapter 822 Chapter820 The cold iron spear is recast, the Emperor's Spear!

When the order to retreat was given to the Highland Tribe, Chief Buck's first thought was to issue a retreat order for everyone to retreat. But during the retreat, someone was destined to stay behind. Compared with those freedom fighters who temporarily joined the Highland Tribe, of course It is more important to be one's own tribe.

Therefore, the freedom fighters of the highland tribe never received the order to retreat, and there were fewer and fewer comrades around them. If the ice warriors were not too powerful, tearing the incoming blood descendants back and forth, the blood descendants would have already leveled the ice. Great Wall.

The gargoyles retreated to the battlefield where the Ice Warriors were. Ashe and Sejuani, who followed the Ice Warriors out of the ice wall, were of course among them, until the two girls saw a rough boy from the highland tribe climbing down the Great Ice Wall. Run towards yourself.

Under the watchful gazes of Ashe and Sejuani, the boy stood one meter away, lowering his voice anxiously.

"Let's go! Chief Buck has given the order to retreat. If you stay here, you won't be able to leave!"

The two girls looked at each other and frowned at the same time. There were not many people visible on the ice wall.

"It's the great witch's order. You must believe me..."

"Are you from the Highland tribe?"

Faced with Ai Xi's doubts, the boy nodded, looking even more anxious.

"Yes, my name is Tryndamere..."

"Why did we and them not receive the order to evacuate, but you evacuated most of them?"

Ashe pointed at the freedom fighters who were fighting closely behind the Ice Warrior, with cold eyes.

"You want us to help these barbarians on the mountain to be the rear, right?"

Sejuani was even more direct. Before Tryndamere could say anything, she punched Tryndamere in the face and knocked him down.

Such a reckless and hostile act made Du Bois, who was observing secretly not far away, frown with dissatisfaction, regretting that he allowed his son to tell the news of the retreat to Avarosa and the two noble ladies of Winter's Claw.

The current situation is that his son failed to please, but instead caused hostility and brought disaster to the highland tribes.

If Ashe and Sejuani died here because they ran around, there is no one to blame, but if Ashe and Sejuani escaped because the Highland Tribe did not inform them of the retreat in time, the Highland Tribe would definitely have nothing to do with it.

After this battle, I don’t know how many Freljord tribes that suffered heavy losses were absorbed by Avarosa and Winter’s Claw. When the time comes, they will be targeted by the two big tribes at the same time. The fate of the highland tribes will definitely not be much better. .

If only Ashe and Sejuani died here...

Putting on an apologetic smile, Du Bois trotted over and pulled up his son.

"You two, Tryndamere also has good intentions. Since you two don't appreciate it, just pretend that we haven't been here... Tryndamere, let's go."

"Father……"

"Let's go! Can't you see that people look down on you? Isn't that embarrassing enough?"

The depressed Tryndamere could not disobey his father's orders and left in disgrace.

"how do you want to do it?"

Sejuani let out a breath and Ashe said in a deep voice.

"Do what we're supposed to do."

The two girls split up and loudly conveyed the message of retreat in both directions.

"The Great Witch's order! Everyone! Evacuate to Rakstark Sanctuary!"

"The people of the highland tribe concealed the news of the retreat for themselves! Run!"

The narrative is extremely cumbersome. In fact, it only took about ten minutes from the time Roxani issued the retreat order to the time Ashe and I made the news of the retreat public.

The ice warriors who were immune to petrification were slaughtering the soldiers of the Blood Plague Legion at the front line. The gargoyles did not care to pursue the fleeing enemies. They took off the outer layer of stone plate armor and fought with the ice warriors in a scarlet and violent manner. There were only scattered pieces. The enemy rushed to the defense line of the Ice Wall, and Ashe, Sejuani and other Horde warriors were able to deal with it.

But once Ashe and Sejuani gave the order to retreat, the situation changed.

Hearing the voices of Ashe and Sejuani, many freedom fighters who were still kept in the dark by the highland tribes showed grateful expressions and fled towards the Great Ice Wall without looking back. The barbarian warriors who lost control, More and more Blood Plague Legionnaires are approaching the Great Ice Wall, like bloody waves rippling on the coast.

When most people heard the order to retreat, Sejuani ran to join Ashe.

"Ashe, it's time for us to leave."

Ashe nodded and ran towards the Great Ice Wall with Sejuani.

Just as they were about to reach the Great Ice Wall, a strong cold aura suddenly erupted. The ice beneath the outer layer of the Great Ice Wall seemed to have life and began to grow crazily in the form of icicles. It grew in just a few breaths. More than ten meters high, it tightly blocks the route across the Great Ice Wall.

The Freljord barbarian warriors who didn't have time to cross the Great Ice Wall were stunned for a moment, and then began to curse, looking at a loss.

"It's the big witch who is buying time for the evacuating tribes. Even the bloodthirsty monsters can't climb over this level of icicles."

Ai Xi stabbed the icicle thicker than the ancient tree with his long sword, and the tip of the sword only carved a white mark on the ice.

Sejuani could hear what Ashe meant.

Before the Great Witch's icicle wall, those on the north side of the Great Ice Wall had no hope of escape and had only one way to die.

"Ash, do you regret it?"

The solemnity on her face dissipated, and Sejuani smiled instead, sitting against the base of the icicle wall, looking at the sun hanging in the sky.

After a brutal battle, you can still look up and see the blue sky and white clouds. This is the so-called beauty of war.

"Anyway, I don't regret it. I have always dreamed of participating in such a great war. The only one I'm sorry for is my mother. But according to her character, if I die in the war, she will definitely be with my war father soon." If we give birth to a strong daughter, we will forget about me in the blink of an eye.”

Speaking of this, a trace of regret appeared on Sejuani's face.

"Speaking of which, I will have my coming-of-age ceremony in two years. It's annoying enough just listening to my mom talking about how brave Udyr is at night. She always punches me out when I peek. , saying that when I grow up, I will find a good man by myself and not be allowed to rob her.

Damn it makes me angry just thinking about it, that stinky woman is so stingy! She didn't even think about it. If I don't see with my own eyes how powerful Udyr's war father is, how will I know if a man is good? Isn't this obviously bullying? "

Ai Xi blushed:...

"Alas, I originally thought that when I grew up, I would find a man as powerful as Udyr's war father, but it seems that there is no chance...Ashe? What's wrong with you?"

Ai Xi waved his hands in a panic and tightened his expression to avoid making her good sisters laugh.

"I, I don't regret it either. I did what the daughter of Avarosa's War Mother should do. My mother will only be proud of me when she hears the news of my death.

Sejuani, I believe that after this war, the people of Freljord can truly put aside their prejudices and unite together. This is what I originally planned to do for the rest of my life.

My only regret is that I couldn’t see the day when everyone gathered under the bonfire to dance and sing. "

"It will happen."

"Um?"

"I say, the day you said will come! More strong men will rise in Freljord, and more leaders will lead the people of Freljord to stand up!"

The enemy was already approaching a thousand meters away. Sejuani stood up again, picked up the Vampire Shield that was still intact on the ground, and held a long spear in her hand.

Ashe also grasped the sword again and followed Sejuani, but she saw Sejuani suddenly turned her head and smiled sweetly.

"You must agree to my last wish."

"What wish?"

"Don't die before me."

After saying this, Sejuani launched a direct charge.

Looking at Sejuani's handsome back, Ashe pursed her lips and smiled, clenching her sword and following closely.

"I promise you, I will die after you."

The two girls charged forward against the bloody tide, seemingly infected by Ashe and Sejuani, followed by the other abandoned people wandering under the high icicle wall.

“Buzz!!!”

In the center where the two armies were about to come into contact, the sky suddenly darkened, and a terrifying magic whirlwind suddenly struck, blowing people around. Then, a complex, mysterious, and rapidly rotating circular magic rune array appeared.

Stopping at the same time as the soldiers of the Blood Plague Legion, Ashe and Sejuani looked at the magic storm a hundred meters away.

Under the roar of the dazzling blue magic thunder of the rune array, two figures, one tall and one short, walked out.

The dwarf is a bald man with purple skin carrying a large scroll on his back. His exposed skin is covered with dense and strange runes. The flickering runes on his skin seem to have the same rhythm as the raging magic storm.

The tall man was a handsome man wearing dark red heavy armor, with all the armor from his heels to his neck. Only his head was not wearing a helmet, and his messy black hair was swaying in the wind, as misty as the rain on a spring night.

A pair of cold eyes purer than the night sky and farther than the abyss swept across everyone in the Freljord, paused at the stunned Ashe and Sejuani, then turned around and raised their hands that were hanging low on the ground. , a dark red pure metal imperial spear that was more than four meters long, facing thousands of troops less than a hundred meters apart.

The visitor was none other than Lester, who had teleported many times to support the Freljord with Ryze's help.

Lian Kaifeng carries a magic steel gun barrel. The Emperor's Gun is 456 centimeters long and weighs 3,520 kilograms. It does not require any enchantment. The power of the red runes attached to the magic steel is enough to make the Emperor's Gun an invincible weapon. A peerless weapon inferior to the God-killing Blade.

In fact, the predecessor of the Emperor's Spear was the cold iron spear that was damaged in the battle with Aatrox. Lester has used many magical weapons in his life. He can be said to be proficient in all kinds of weapons, but the one that accompanies him everywhere is indescribable. Laeljord, the cold iron spear that has traversed the continent of Shurima for more than two hundred years has never been forgotten.

Perhaps it was because the cold iron spear was his lonely companion when he was in exile, or because Soraka and Grace had not left his side when he took the cold iron spear. The cold iron spear had a special effect on Lester. It is of extraordinary significance. As early as four hundred years ago, Lester ordered people to dig out the cold iron spear buried outside the eastern rain forest of Shurima.

The mortal iron part has disappeared under the erosion of time, and only the cold iron, which has not been damaged for thousands of years, still retains the cold evil spirit of its master.

In order to reforge the imperial artifact of the Holy Emperor of the Noxus Empire, the Noxus Empire gathered hundreds of weapon forging masters for joint research. It took several months just to test the limits of Lester's own physical fitness.

In tests that became more and more outrageous each time, a group of weapon forging masters finally determined that the emperor's power was as high as ten thousand kilograms, and he was no different from a god. He was completely unfathomable.

Because of this, the Emperor was designed according to Lester's height limit from the beginning, and the weight was not considered. Anyway, for Lester, the heavier the better.

After the shape and length were determined, there was a long forging and refining process. After many twists and turns, the cold iron was finally fused with orichalcum to form a unique metal alloy in the world. It took another hundred years to forge the alloy using various means. Forged into a unique weapon.

Five hundred and seventy-four years have passed since the Cold Iron Spear was buried. Lester can still vaguely remember how crazy he was that night when he got the Cold Iron Spear from War Mother Carlisle of Avarosa.

In order to repay the kindness of the Avarosa tribe, he repelled the attack of the Winter's Claw. Mabel, the war mother of the Winter's Claw, even put down her dignity and begged her to become a unique blood alliance.

It was just that at that time, he had just escaped from Zoe's imprisonment, and he only wanted to take Soraka away from the Freljord. He refused Mabel's request. His act of favoring others caused the Avarosa tribe and the Winter's Claw tribe to fight. After fighting for hundreds of years, it was not until more than 300 years ago that Avarosa and Winter's Claw forgot that the grudges between the two clans originated from a man and reconciled.

As if destined, when I came to support this time, I happened to see Ashe and Sejuani who were as close as sisters.

Looking down at the flickering Kindred mark on the back of his hand, Lester smiled faintly.

"Mage Ryze, I know you don't like killing. How about I leave the people behind me to your protection?"

Ryze looked at the Blood Plague Legionnaires who looked suspicious, and then looked at the Blood Palace, frowning.

He has never seen such an evil and strange power, such as the power of the corrupted dark descendants. After careful analysis, it seems to be more complicated than the dark descendants' methods.

"Your Majesty Leicester, can you use the power of runes?"

“Isn’t the key point whether I lose control?”

Lester stepped forward and stared at the figure above the blood-colored palace in the distance. The dark red blade of the emperor's spear stuck to the frozen soil, plowing a deep mark. He was observing Lester's first-generation real man in the dark. Zu and Bron's eyelids twitched.

"The Holy Emperor of the Noxus Empire is here! The traitor king of the Empire, Brown Darkwill, why don't you come out and die!"

Lester's indifferent voice was neither loud nor quiet, but every word clearly spread throughout the battlefield, especially the second half of the sentence, which was full of murderous rebuke. It was like a heavy drum that made people's hearts beat and their breaths stagnant.

After finally confirming the identity of the visitor, the soldiers of the Blood Plague Legion looked horrified and their morale plummeted. For a moment, they couldn't believe that the enemy their lord was most afraid of had appeared in front of him.

Especially the comparison between the majestic emperor of the empire and his own monarch who hunkered down in his palace and played with women was simply wider than the difference between the sun and the mud.

On the bloody palace, Brown suppressed the fear in his heart in shame and stood up angrily.

"Kill him for me! At any cost!"

After receiving the order, the first generation True Ancestor immediately led the blood plague army to attack Lester. Facing the overwhelming blood warriors, Lester stood in front of him and said scornfully.

"Brown, if you had half the backbone of the Darkwill family, you wouldn't have become a turtle enslaved by the slaves of the dark descendants like you are now, and you wouldn't have even half the responsibilities of a king. You are worthy of being called king, too. You are worthy of claiming to be great!

Today I want to learn a lesson from you, the Turtle King, how many stinky farts you have held in with your head shrinking for so many years! "

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