League of Legends Millennium Warlord

The latest website: The air seems to be filled with the smell of gunpowder. Under the compulsory enforcement, most of the residents of Gruss Village have been forced to move out, and the remaining Ionians are preparing for the upcoming war , like a busy ants.

If someone can look down on Gruss Village from a high altitude, they will find that a tall tree wall has been erected on the periphery of Gruss Village, and the buildings inside the tree wall have been remodeled in a mess. The heights of the buildings are scattered, The wiring is extremely complicated.

Under the sun, Terry was sweating profusely and followed the herb picking team through the long street full of horses and stone piers. The whole village of Gruss had been torn apart by the Third Militia Corps, and the building materials had been turned into fortifications. Part of it formed an unbreakable line of defense with the plants spawned by the spirit caller.

There are more than a dozen double-arm ballistas designed by craftsmen erected on the towering stone buildings. The muzzles of the guns are facing the direction outside the village. Spike pits have been dug in many places, and passively triggered defensive magic has been arranged... Originally There should be more of these magics, but for some reason, most vastaya don't seem to want to participate in this war.

Without the magic assistance from Vastara, it is not so easy to rely on spirit callers and temporarily summoned mages to arrange the battlefield. Perhaps a battle with hundreds of people can still have a decisive effect. Once the number of people reaches tens of thousands, it is better than nothing effect.

It stands to reason that everything in front of him should bring some sense of security, but Teli always has a bad premonition, physical and mental exhaustion makes the man a little bit haggard.

After delivering the herbs collected in the morning at the garrison camp, Teli lowered his head and walked to the village cauldron with the rest of the herbalists. Unlike the past, Teli unexpectedly smelled the aroma of meat at noon today. The sun really came out from the west.

Noticing [Special Herbalist: Teli]'s identity card, the sullen soldier forced out a smile, and gave Teli a big bowl of stewed vegetables, so many pieces of meat in the bowl floated up.

Nodding gratefully to the soldiers, Teli came to sit down at the wooden table with a bowl under the envious eyes of others, and immediately heard other people's discussions.

"Have you heard? General Brest and the others fought while retreating, but they were cut off by Noxian dragons and birds, causing heavy losses. The whereabouts of General Brest are still unknown. The Second Militia Corps successfully withdrew back,

Counting the rout of the First Militia Corps, we have less than 40,000 people here.

The Noxians followed closely behind, and they will probably call within a day or two. In my opinion, our good days are coming to an end. I just hope that I will die more quickly, and don’t lose arms or legs. To live, that is to live and suffer..."

"Who said it wasn't? Our time is really tight. In the plan, the two major militia corps will jointly attack the Noxus along the Huanxi River. At least ten days must be bought for the third militia corps. As a result, both The army was defeated in one day, and the village has only been rebuilt in less than four days. Even if we work hard day and night, there is nothing we can do?

The defense line of Grus Village has not been completed at all. According to General Trollope’s plan, two more defense lines must be added in the village to give the martial arts masters enough room to maneuver. Have you seen Trollope? General Pu's face is too scary..."

"Well, to be honest, I really don't have confidence in this war. Even the main force led by General Brest can't last a day. What can those martial arts masters do? Let me say, instead of fighting with Noxus It’s better to keep this little life, and go to other provinces at worst, I don’t believe that the appetite of the Noxus is so big that they can swallow the entire newborn soil in one gulp.”

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"I'm just telling the truth..."

"In any case, I just hope that General Trollope and the others still have a backup. If we really count on the martial arts masters and us miscellaneous soldiers to resist the Noxians, maybe Prestidian is really over..."

Terry sighed secretly.

Before the enemy came, the hearts of the Resistance Army were broken.

Amidst the gloomy gloom, Teli made up his mind, put down the empty bowl, and walked all the way to the house directly under his commanding officer.

Pushing open the door, I saw Wilder frowning and counting the herbal packages on the ground.

Turning his head to glance at the person coming, Wilder frowned.

"These two days are all due to you leading the team into the mountains. It's really hard work. It's rare to have a good meal. Did the cook add meat to you? I specifically ordered it."

Nodding gratefully, Terry mustered up the courage to ask.

"Additional, thank you, Officer Wilder, for your kindness. In fact, I came here to ask, this battle...how is the higher-ups going to fight it?"

"It stands to reason that this doesn't seem to be something you, a herbalist, should worry about."

Smiling slightly, Wilder sat down on the chair and sighed.

"Sit down first, I don't know why you thought of asking me such a question?"

Sitting down opposite Wilder, amidst the scent of herbs in the room, Terry decided to take out the only thing he had—sincerity.

In his opinion, Wilder should not put him in jail for telling the truth.

"Sir Wilder, I, I want to survive this war and get back to my wife and son alive, and I want nothing else."

Staring at Wilder's solemn gaze, Terry said in a low voice.

"Nowadays, many people are not optimistic about the outcome of this war. I can often hear those pessimistic remarks when eating. No one in the legion has always cared about this. It seems... It seems that this war has never been related to the war. we have nothing to do,

Whether we support or oppose, whether optimistic or pessimistic, the legion doesn't care, we are all like worthless pawns, and will not have any impact on this war except to build houses here and pick herbs...In this case, then What are we here for?

Officer Wilder, I am afraid of death, I want to go back to my family, but since I am here, I want to do my best, even if I die on the battlefield, I want to die to understand ,

But everything I'm going through now tells me that my beliefs and determination seem to be worthless, and that I have never been wanted. "

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While looking at each other, Wilder's eyes gradually became complicated, and he didn't speak. Wilder just picked up the wine bottle on the table, poured a glass of mead for Telly, and poured another glass for himself.

Terry was stunned.

"You can say such words to me that are enough to kill your head, Te Li, you are a man, I respect you."

After drinking some bitter mead, Terry looked at the helpless Wilder between his brows and eyes.

"As you feel, the center of gravity of this war has shifted,

From the moment the First Militia Legion and the Second Militia Legion were defeated and General Brest disappeared, we lost our chance to defeat the Noxians on the frontal battlefield,

There is not enough time for construction. Even with the addition of the Second Militia Corps, Gruss Village cannot become a line of defense against the Noxus. To the east of Gruss Village is a flat plain. safe to guard,

Therefore, Grus Village is the only place where we can hold back the Noxians. To win this war, we must find another way. "

The strength of the honey wine was stronger than expected, and his head was a little dizzy, but Terry's thinking was clearer.

Thinking of a certain possibility, Te Li's heart skipped a beat, his face horrified.

"Hold on...Could it be...Could it be..."

"That's right, we want to assassinate! Hold back the Noxus army in Gruss Village, find out and kill the leader of the empire! Of course, it would be even better if we could capture them. This is our victory." Only chance!"

Wilder, whose eyes were like knives, was sharp and murderous.

"The protagonists of this war are not the Second Militia Legion and the Third Militia Legion, let alone you impromptu laborers, but the assassins of Martial Daoist and Brotherhood!

At that time, we and some martial arts masters will hold back the frontal troops of the Noxians in Gruss Village, and the most elite martial arts masters and brotherhood killers will form an assassination force to attack the Noxians from the north and the south.

In addition to the assassination troops targeting the imperial commander, you, me, and them! "

Wilder pointed at the camp through the wall. There were tens of thousands of Ionians wandering around the fringes of the battlefield. No one liked to be the victim, which was why no one told them the truth.

"We are all pawns that can be sacrificed! We may be defeated... but we will never surrender! If you dare to invade the First Land, the Noxus must pay the price in blood!"

His face was as white as gold paper, and Te Li's voice trembled a little.

"Even...even if the assassination is successful, what if the angry Texans want revenge and the army is overwhelming?"

Staring at Telly, Wilder whispered.

"If we think so much in the war, we might as well just surrender. Anyway, we will offend the Noxians, so we can just tie our hands and fight any more battles...

Instead of being a timid coward, it's better to think about the good, maybe once the current empire commander dies, the empire will fall apart, and it will collapse on its own.

After all, the current Grand Commander of the Empire came to power by forcing the palace, and the former Grand Commander Darkwill was driven to the border of the Empire. As long as he is not stupid, he will not give up his status as the Immortal Fortress and Grand Commander, and choose a peaceful place in a bitter cold place Be his border lord.

At that time, even if civil war will not break out, civil strife will definitely break out in the empire, and we will have enough time to integrate the power of the first soil to deal with the next Noxus invasion.

When Noxus regains stability, even if Darkwill invades the Land of the Firstborn again under the banner of avenging the former Grand Commander, they will not be greeted by the First Militia Legion and the Second Militia Legion...Ionia, but Not so weak. "

Terry, who looked a little better, thought about it, and Wilder's speculation was not unreasonable.

Since the frontal forces are not the opponents of the Noxus, they can indeed try to capture the thief first and capture the king first. Without the backbone, this glorious expedition will lose its meaning for the Noxus.

Having said that, it is still a bit uncomfortable to hear that I, who is prepared to die in battle, was sacrificed as a meaningless pawn. The most important thing is that Wilder, whom I trust, still speaks in a high-sounding manner.

Under such circumstances, how could he maintain his consciousness? It's just pathetic self-impression.

Now it seems that this "glorious battle of resistance" should not be a big problem without him, a herbalist who can only gather herbs to make medicine bags. After all, if he delays time, he can only block the Noxus. Less than three seconds.

He can't control others. Before the war comes, find a suitable opportunity to run, and there is no psychological burden.

Taking a deep breath, Terry said seriously.

"Commander Wilder, I understand. Assassinating the Grand Commander of the Empire is indeed the only way we can get the Noxians to retreat. Please rest assured, I will not talk nonsense."

Glancing at Telly meaningfully, Wilder waved his hand and started to drive away people.

"Well, go ahead, don't think about it, just do your own work, just don't forget, you are a native Ionian."

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The heavy iron-clad wheels pressed their way, and the ruts of the empire left indelible marks on the land of the first soil, which also explained the incompetence of the Ionians.

After a night's rest, the 14,000 Noxus imperial troops who set out again finally slowed down their pace of conquest. In the midst of flying dragons and birds all over the sky, Grus Village surrounded by tree walls appeared at the end of their sight.

The four dragon-scaled horses snorted, and in the luxurious carriage that could be regarded as a mobile fortress, Lester took the binoculars from Syndra's little hand, and fixed his gaze on the familiar tree wall,

According to the war stonemason's information, Gruss Village is a rather large town, but now it has become another obstacle to the army's advance. If you want to go to Presidium, you can't go around Gruss Village This nail in the way must be passed.

This cross-sea expedition brought a total of 32,000 soldiers, 8,000 people were stationed on Feilo Island, and 5,000 people were left in Linyin, a port on the west coast opposite to Feilo Island. camp, with four thousand soldiers guarding the fleet,

All the way to the present, UU reading www. The number of uukanshu.com troops has been reduced to less than 15,000, but the morale of the imperial army has risen instead of falling, because the Noxus flag is only "a wall away" from the expedition's destination, Prestidian.

As long as the village of Gruss is captured, Presidio will be at your fingertips, and the empire that has mastered the waterway will be able to continuously transport soldiers to the land of birth. When the empire completely captures the province of Navoli, the entire Ionia will It becomes a matter of time.

Letting out a breath, Lester put down the binoculars and said in a deep voice.

"let's start."

Those three simple words kicked off the war.

"Woo woo woo..."

The sound of copper horns came from high above, and as the Dragon Bird Knight landed in the battle group, Ingelhall Sexter, who had been thirsty for a long time, finally received an action order from the Grand Commander.

"All imperial battle groups obey orders! After breaking through the wall, defeat all rebels head-on! Demonstrate the bravery of the empire with iron blood! Long live the Great Noxus Empire! Long live the great commander Lester!"