League of Legends Millennium Warlord

"I really didn't expect that the robbers escaped because they were afraid of Lord Lester. That's the gang of deadhead robbers who made countless people in the north frightened! Each and every one of them is a ruthless character who kills without blinking an eye!"

"Compared with Lord Lester, those robbers are nothing more than turkeys. We didn't kill many people in a battle, but they have never even seen Lord Lester, so they will naturally be afraid of Lord Lester. People... not to mention, in order to intimidate the robbers, there are more than 100 heads of people near the mountain, just looking at them will scare me..."

"If you want me to say, if you follow Lord Lester to develop, you will definitely be able to win without defeat. It's a real future... If Lord Lester is willing to recruit troops in Noel Village, I will definitely follow Lord Lester to the end. …”

"Emmons, I...I want to accompany Lord Lester tonight, can I?"

"My good wife, of course I agree, Lord Lester saved our entire village, but, but ah, with your appearance, it would be bad to scare Lord Lester at night, so... or else I'll go, you put on my makeup..."

The villagers of Nuoer Village were talking a lot.

The shadow of the robber's attack dissipated, and the smile of sunshine reappeared on everyone's face.

Leveling the ground, eliminating traps, cleaning the battlefield, and burning corpses are all things to do after the war.

There was blood in the village of Noel, but most of the corpses were from robbers, which made the villagers who cleaned the battlefield and the Noxian levies who acted spontaneously a little bit overwhelmed.

They agreed to fight fiercely, and they agreed to use courage and blood to fight against a powerful enemy. In the end, they didn't shed much blood, so the robber who killed them ran away.

Even the disabled Noxian veteran felt a chill in his heart when he saw the robbers who died tragically everywhere.

In the center of the village, the majestic Noxian grandmother stood among the corpses of the robbers with a half-human-height stud, her eyes were a little blank, and she was quickly supported by the disabled Noxus veterans arranged by Leicester and left. , the old grandmother finally took a round robber's head, and she didn't dislike the blood dripping.

The blood-soaked Margaret chopped off the excess with two swords. She lowered her head and picked up the robber-inlaid iron leather armor that could be recast. Hearing the villagers’ voices praising Mr. Lester, her face couldn’t help but look a little bit brighter. Divide blush.

"Lester... my lord..."

In the village chief's room, Lester was listening to Meredith and Ultraman doing post-war statistics.

Meredith was the first to speak, and the female mage looked revered.

"Lord Lester, the defense of Nuoer Village this time is quite perfect. Our casualties did not exceed 30 people, but many villagers of Nuoer Village were shot by arrows when the second group of robbers attacked, okay. There were not many people, only twenty-nine, and the rest were wounded.

Now Nuoer Village has shown a considerable degree of admiration for Lord Lester, who uses soldiers like a god. If Lord Lester wants to recruit soldiers in Nuoer Village, many people will definitely enlist. "

Nodding noncommittally, Lester looked at Ultraman.

"The robber may not have the possibility of a comeback. You remember to find someone to assemble the captured horses, and find someone who can ride a horse to form a cavalry team to investigate near the village of Nuoer, in case the more than 200 robbers go and return, and the rest It's just repairing the army, cleaning the battlefield and redistributing weapons and armor, and it must be done before tonight."

"clear."

Ultraman nodded respectfully, with a very humble tone.

"Lord Lester, as well as the fifty prisoners of Beinuoer Village who were released by the robbers, have been placed according to your instructions. How do you want to deal with them?"

"A prisoner..."

After pondering for a while, Lester stood up.

"Take me to see."

"Yes!"

In the warehouse of Noel Village, Morris, who was slumped on the ground, obediently took the bread and the tiled kettle handed over by the young man. A few beams of sunshine.

He knew that he was still alive, but he didn't understand why he was still alive.

His wife was humiliated and taken away by robbers and taken to the unknown north. His newborn son was killed by robbers and turned into minced meat.

He succumbed to the lewd power of the robbers and came to Nuoer Village, but when he came to the end, he somehow survived.

He didn't understand why such an incompetent self would continue to gasp for breath.

Taking over the water bottle he drank only a little, Epsol sighed, and didn't say much to the lost man in front of him. He took out another piece of bread from the pocket opened by the villager on the side, and turned to the other person. go.

The survivors and villagers are all young men, otherwise they wouldn't have insisted on walking to Nuoer Village without eating or drinking after being severely beaten.

At this moment, there are more people who need bread and water. He can't stop. He also needs to explain to the survivors who still have the will who saved their lives. Finally, in the disappointed eyes of the survivors, he refuses. The other party's join request.

Only that person can decide the fate of these prisoners.

He understood the reason why that person let him come here, but he didn't quite understand it either.

I don't know how long it took, the teenagers and villagers who delivered water and food had already left, the door of the warehouse had already closed again, decay, darkness, and numbness had once again descended on this square-inch place.

Morris opened his bloodshot eyes sluggishly, his lips were chapped, but he didn't mean to move at all.

He thought it might be a good thing that he just died like this.

Maybe I can see my dead son, maybe my wife is also dead, waiting for me on the road.

Until the door of the warehouse opened, Morris turned his gaze with difficulty, and UU reading www.uukanshu.com looked at the handsome man shrouded in sunlight.

The man glanced lightly at the crowd that looked like walking dead, and seemed a little disappointed. After a long time, the man only said two words.

"Do you want revenge?"

The man turned around and left, without the slightest nostalgia.

"If you want revenge, come with me."

The door to the warehouse is still open.

Struggling to get up from the ground, Maurice bit his lip. The peculiar smell of blood made his consciousness a little more awake. Only the last thought remained in the man's mind.

"Follow him, at all costs, revenge..."

…

After an afternoon of concerted efforts, Nuoer Village has filled most of the sinkholes, and the robber's body has long been burned into bones, lying in the sinkhole accompanied by the villagers' spit and cursing, and urine mud.

The dead horses are skinned by the villagers, and the skins will be made into leather armor by the villagers overnight.

On the open space outside the village, the blood has long dried up.

Joyful villagers and Noxian levy soldiers gathered around the bonfires, danced cheerful Noxian barbarian war dances, roasted horse meat on long sticks, held bread and poor ale Drink hard.

After the targeted selection of Noel Village and the Noxus levy, the number of Noxus Black Iron Guards has increased to fifty, and at this moment, under the leadership of Margaret, they are selecting ready-made products outside the blacksmith shop. or reforged high-quality weapons.

In addition to the warm world, there is also a cold dark hell.

Dozens of men who were like lone ghosts were far away from the crowd and the bonfire, soaking naked in the icy black iron river.

On the bank of the river, stood Lester.