League of Legends Millennium Warlord

Noxus camp in Serene Forest, inside Epsol's tent.

"That army was led by your General Oren?"

"Yes, Lord Epsol, it was General Oren who asked me to send a message, saying that he wanted to see you."

Sventel in front of Epsol was not **** or controlled by any restraint tool.

As a 'messenger', he did feel the sincerity of Noxus, or in other words, apart from the necessary vigilance, he did not have much hostility towards Demacia.

Therefore, he did not hesitate to express his most basic respect to the Noxian military commander in front of him.

He wasn't stupid enough to ask the sentry messenger in front of him what Oren wanted to talk about. Epsol thought that his identity and status were not enough to negotiate with Oren, but it didn't prevent him from listening to what the other party wanted to say. Anyway, Oren proposed it first. It is not considered rude to go out on your own.

"You go back and tell General Oren that I can't make decisions about important matters. It's okay to talk briefly. If we want to talk, I can only bring a helper with him. Talk about the midline position."

"Understood, Lord Epsol, then I'll leave first."

Sventel had already left, banging on the small wooden table in the tent, and Epsol stood up.

He was going to find the Nightblade Killer stationed in the camp.

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Oren looked at the strange lineup opposite, a young Noxian officer and a masked weirdo in black cloth armor, turned his head, Oren looked to his lower right,

A blue-skinned yordle with a shield on his back doesn't seem to have the qualifications to laugh at his opponent.

It was a peculiar meeting, and it must be very interesting if it can be recorded in the annals of Valoran.

Under the tense gazes of hundreds of people, the two sides stood ten meters away and stopped.

"Let's leave the entourage behind and talk alone, Sir Epsol?"

"Of course, General Oren."

Epsol took the initiative to leave the saber on his waist in place, and Oren also handed the giant hammer of glory to Poppy, which made Poppy extremely excited. look.

She guessed that the reason why Oren is so powerful is because of the big hammer, and this is a rare opportunity to explore the hammer.

It wasn't until the real face-to-face that Epsall understood why Demacia was able to gain a firm foothold on the west coast where the Freljord savages were ravaged.

Just the Demacian general who has made great achievements in front of him reflects the qualities that a good soldier should have.

Stable, fortitude, firmness, tenacity, pursuit of glory...

He didn't understand why so many words appeared in his mind after seeing the tall man in front of him. All he knew was that he was indeed not qualified to negotiate conditions with the Demacian General in front of him, or that he was not qualified now. .

Thinking of this, standing in front of this person actually makes me feel very honored.

"General Oren, it's an honor to meet you in this way."

He took the lead in showing Oren a Noxian soldier fist-clenching etiquette, and Epsol showed his respect to the elder in front of him.

"Sir Epsol, I'm also honored to meet you."

Without any pretence or attitude, Oren also gave a Demacian military salute to the young man who was obviously just out of the juvenile category.

He understood that, no matter how young, the other party was also the highest commander of the Noxian army on the other side, not to mention that the other party was the first to show proper etiquette to him.

He likes to communicate with people who understand etiquette, regardless of race or country.

"General Oren, we in Noxus are not hostile, and we are not going to have any friction with Demacia. I think this should be said by me first. After all, it caused a misunderstanding because we sent troops first."

Oren savored Epsol's words, considered it for a while, and said with a smile.

"I think this is important enough, because the soldiers of Demacia have been very restless recently. If Noxus wants to continue to maintain peace, I think every soldier in Demacia can sleep well tonight."

"Hahaha, you are really funny."

The two sides briefly tested it, and at the same time they could not help but secretly let out a sigh of relief.

No matter which side it is, they are not ready for war, and they act rashly because of small frictions and small misunderstandings. No one can afford such consequences.

"Although it is very presumptuous, Sir Epsol, I would like to ask when you will quit the Serene Forest?"

After hesitating for a while, Epsol said what Lester meant.

"General Oren, the Forest of Tranquility will be the Jade Collar's logging yard in the future. I don't think we should leave. I hope the Demacian soldiers on the other side of the mountain don't pay too much attention to us, otherwise we will be very ashamed if we don't sleep well. ."

The harmonious atmosphere stagnated for a while, and Oren restrained his smile.

"Will Noxus still graze in the valleys of Greentooth and Eternal Peak?"

Epsol's smile also disappeared from his face, and he said indifferently.

"General, I don't understand what you mean, I just think that it is reasonable for the Serenity Forest to be occupied by the Emerald Territory, since the other side of the mountain is already Demacia's pasture, then the Emerald Territory will naturally not. Do you do extra stuff, or do you think Silent Forest belongs to Demacia?

But when I was exploring the Serenity Forest, I didn't find any Demacian soldiers or towers. Did you remember that wrong? "

Although he has a basic understanding of the opponent's bottom line, when it comes to the serious issue of territory, neither Oren nor Epsol can play a decisive factor, let alone make any promises.

They can't decide what Demacia wants with a slap of the head, and what Noxus wants with a slap of the butt. This is something that needs to be discussed and discussed by the top decision makers of the two forces, and they only have the right to execute.

Therefore, they can only maintain the state of occupation by soldiers to ensure that their territory is not invaded and expanded by the other party.

"Maybe I remembered it wrong..."

A frowning Oren stared at Epsol, trying to put a little pressure on the young Noxian.

"Sir Epsol, I just hope that the Noxians don't continue to expand to the west. It's not long to go to the galaxy, and it can't hold two states. It's better for us to make the area north of the Serene Forest a German state. Nuo's buffer line, otherwise it is easy to cause misunderstanding~www.readwn.com~ Looking at the man who was demonstrating against him without showing weakness, Epsol tightened his legs that wanted to shiver, and rushed towards the face The powerful momentum, responded forcefully.

"It's not long to go to the galaxy, but it's enough for Demacia and Noxus to use it together.

Since the pastures of Demacia have already extended to the Greentooth Peak, then it should stop there. Too large pastures are of no use. After all, you Demacians don't have so many Forbidden Stones to build cities, right? "

The atmosphere became a little scary, Oren and Epsol stared at each other, not giving an inch.

Poppy and the Nightblade Killer also raised their spirits, staring at each other with serious expressions, ready to attack at any time.

Behind Poppy and the Nightblade, the soldiers of the Demacian First Legion and the Noxian Dark Iron Guard and Shadow Crossbowmen are ready to go.

At this moment, any action that is easily suspected of being hostile will lead to unforeseen consequences, triggering a war between two powerful forces.

However, their expressions softened, and Oren took the initiative to stretch out his right hand.

"You are very good, Sir Epsol."

With a sigh of relief, Epsol shook it.

"Your duty, General Oren, I hope you can understand the rudeness of the younger generation."

Nodding, Oren looked at the vast and sparsely populated plains in the distance.

"The land is still very large and there are few people. We still have enough time."

"Yes, General, the Jade Leader also thinks so. We all have enemies with each other, so there is no need to hurt the peace."

Taking a deep look at Epsol, Oren shook his head and turned to leave.

Watching Oren and the yordles leave, Epsol also turned around and walked towards the main formation.