League of Legends Millennium Warlord

The latest URL: "You don't understand that under absolute power, any resistance is meaningless. In my eyes, your Ionian resistance is like a rabbit kicking helplessly after being caught by the ear of a hunter. Not threatening, but rather cute.

To say something cruel to you, it is my extrajudicial favor to give you the same treatment as the Ionians. If Brown is in power, the defeated Ionians can only be third-class slaves, and in Nuo Kesha, third-class slaves are not considered human beings, even if they are beaten and killed in the street, no one cares. "

"If you want to kill, you can do whatever you want! I have nothing to talk to you, an invader!"

"But I have a good talk with you. I won't kill you. On the contrary, I want to entertain you well. You Ionians want to assassinate me. I just took this opportunity to show you how I killed you. The souls of the Ionians were shattered."

The nightmare-like voice echoed in Brest's mind over and over again, accompanied by humiliation and pain to the bone marrow, and it also made people feel cold and shivering from the soul.

He clearly spoke Presidian-style Ionian, but the tall man stood on the opposite side of Ionia, indifferent and indifferent like a sculpture, as if standing there just to step on Ionia. underfoot.

Brest was not humiliated, but his self-esteem was severely trampled, except for his statement of fact.

"What evil did you do! Why did Ionia attract such demons! Karma! Why didn't you save your people!"

In Noxus' main formation, the prison car on the high platform is the best viewing platform. To the east, you can see the village of Gruss, which is full of beacon fire, and to the north, you can see the roaring Ionians. To the south, you can see Ionian warriors running all the way.

Without being restrained by shackles, Brest in the prison car felt that he could not breathe, as if he would die in the next moment.

Shouts of killing came from all directions, judging from the number of people alone, the army formation of less than 5,000 people seemed to be broken at once, and the warriors who usually see the dragon and the head but not the tail actually formed an army to charge, with a murderous aura, Compared with the dead and narrow army formation of the Noxians, the Ionian people are like a mass of lava falling from the sky, whoever stands in the way will die.

At this moment, Brest couldn't see why the Ionians had failed...if he hadn't seen true Noxian ruthlessness.

The indifferent dragon raised his eyes and looked down at the flock of sheep that kept clamoring in front of him, but the sheep didn't know that he had already put half a foot into the grave.

"Don't come, don't come! Go! Go!! Get out of here!!"

With tears in his eyes, Brest uttered a hoarse warning sound, but unfortunately, neither the indifferent Noxus soldiers near the prison car nor the Ionian people farther away seemed to be listening. to the same.

Maybe you won't care if you hear it.

When Brest clearly saw the first ferocious face belonging to the Ionian in the north, the beautiful land lit up with a beautiful light blue rune glow without warning, and the complex rune circle disappeared in an instant. In the next second, the strong gunpowder violently spit out flames towards the sky, and then sprinkled a cloud of blood mist and severed limbs in the swirling soil and grass, crushing the flesh and blood within ten meters.

Then, as more and more trigger-type magic alchemy bombs were triggered by the Ionians, the sound of the explosions became denser, blocking the momentum of the charge for the first time, and slowing down the pace of the crowd.

For Ionia, this fire means that he has been caught in a despicable trap, and he needs to slow down and deal with it carefully, but for the Noxus artillery, it means that the enemy has entered the range of the artillery that has been calibrated .

Therefore, the **** of death cut out the sickle in his hand, and harvested fresh life like wheat.

The infantry artillery, which had already been ready to fire, was replaced with grape bullets for massacres, and in the deafening explosions, it spit out dense fan-shaped bullets one after another,

The inescapable flat land forms the living Crimson Graveyard.

Whether it is the soldiers of the Second Militia Legion or the senior assassins of the Brotherhood hidden in it, they have all become unarmed ordinary people at this moment, and they will be broken at the touch of a touch;

Regardless of whether the Ionians were wearing cotton clothes or fine steel armor, they had all turned into rice paper soaked in water, which would tear if poked.

Among all beings, before the muzzle, only death is equal.

The Ionians, who were lucky enough to avoid the magic mines, finally ran into the Iron Curtain, which was hard to see with the naked eye. The oncoming high-speed steel **** scraped across the charging crowd like a boning steel knife. It was smashed into pieces, looking at the blood mist soaring into the sky, Blast's eyes were about to burst, but no sound came out of his hoarse throat.

In just a few breaths, the Ionian people who have been nurtured by the first soil for decades have become worthless pieces of meat. The desecration of life and courage by war weapons is frightening and hurts people even more. people completely collapsed.

Under several rounds of shelling, nearly 10,000 soldiers have been damaged by more than half, but they haven't touched the enemy's clothes at all.

The huge advantage in numbers became the last straw that broke the camel's back. The soldiers of the Ionian Second Militia Corps, who had never experienced such a fragile and cheap life, finally abandoned the fanaticism and determination a few minutes ago, as if losing their minds The walking dead turned their heads and fled backward, screaming and crying.

This made the Noxus Musketeers, who were about to pull the trigger and shoot a volley at the live target, look regretful, and could only turn their guns.

The formation of the charge was torn apart, and the brotherhood killers mixed in with the cannon fodder of the militia were exposed, and they also became cannon fodder that they despised, and died under the guns one after another.

At this moment, the Ionians, who were baptized by artillery and bullets, just wanted to leave this man-eating demon purgatory, leave Presidio far away, and find a place away from demons.

"Haha! Lost, we lost, the Noxians are simply invincible, facing such demons, the Ionians will never be able to win! We will die, if we are smashed to pieces by these demons Duan, even Blossoming Spirit Flower will not accept our souls! We are defeated!"

The oncoming wind brought the smell of blood and rust. Laughing Sugino touched his wet cheek, but it was scarlet. He knew that it was the broken soul and courage of the Ionians.

"My lord Hardy, I'm going to flee, to a place where there are no Noxians for the rest of my life, away from these demons,

I finally understand that there is no shame in running away from the Noxians! I am not ashamed! Haha...who wants to die like this if they can live! ! "

Let go of the trembling throwing knife, and the somewhat dazed Hardy still failed to attack Sugino, who was the fugitive. He just couldn't figure it out, so many plans and preparations, apart from the death of so many brave Ionians. Besides, what's the point?

The offensive in the north has been easily defeated by the Noxians. The Noxians exchanged the lives of thousands of Ionians at the cost of zero casualties. Among them, there are many high-level assassins prepared by the Brotherhood. It's like massacring others...

This is what this war has brought about... so ridiculous.

Maybe it's smart to be someone like Sugino.

Staring at the Ionians fleeing towards him, Hardy tremblingly pulled out the bayonet at his waist, smiled bitterly, and stabbed the poisoned bayonet into his abdomen.

Rather than die at the hands of the Noxians, he would rather take his own life.

"My lord, I am ashamed of your cultivation, forgive me for not being able to continue to be loyal to you... everything is over, Ionia, it is impossible to defeat such an enemy..."

The main army in the north was about to collapse at the first touch, and the warriors in the south who were about to attack the Noxus black guard were stunned. The plan could not keep up with the changes. Seeing those Noxus soldiers in black armor outflanking the two sides, the warriors gradually slowed down. Footsteps, neither advancing nor retreating, many people have already retreated secretly.

Just kidding, even a strong man who knows how to use magic power to fight may not be able to withstand the shelling. Didn't you see that the friendly army in the north has already been defeated? I have more than a thousand people who can do something while taking advantage of the chaos. Wouldn't it be suicide to collide head-on with the Noxus army formation?

"Master Jingmu, what should we do?"

"What can we do? Fight with the Noxus!"

"Yes! Fight them! Master Jingmu! Let's break through with you!"

"Master Jingmu?"

"Huh? Where is Master Jingmu?"

"Huh? Didn't you still run ahead just now?"

"Everyone is looking for Master Jingmu?"

The martial artist running in the front searched and searched, but did not see Jingmu at all, but the warrior's voice of amnesty came from the rear, as if he had found the backbone.

"Master Jingmu is here! Get out of the way! Let Master Jingmu make the decision!"

Among the scattered crowd, Jing Mu stood up with a forced smile, but he was the only one who noticed that Xuemei, who was following in the team, had disappeared, and he didn't know when he ran away.

When the Ionian warriors held an impromptu meeting, the Noxus black guards had already formed an encirclement circle. Behind the black guards, the Noxus line infantry armed with rifles aimed their black muzzles at the warriors. , put your fingers outside the trigger guard to avoid accidental injury.

In "All Eyes", Jing Mu's forehead could not stop sweating.

"Well, everyone calm down first, I think there may be some misunderstanding, don't be impulsive..."

"Are you kidding!? Is there any misunderstanding!? Aren't we here to fight the Noxians?"

"Yes! Master Jingmu! Tell me! Everyone is fighting against the Noxus savages!"

"Why do you learn martial arts if you are afraid of death? Follow me to kill these barbarians!"

While speaking, many fighters threw hidden weapons in their hands and killed the nearest black guard. The hidden weapons hit the heavy armor of the black guard with sparks, but they couldn't even see a scratch.

Hidden weapons are ineffective, so they can only fight close to the body, but they don't know that they are seeking their own death.

The mantra hit the armor made of magic steel, and the light-colored aura was fleeting like an epiphyllum.

The black guard, who ignored the warrior's attack, already possessed the advantages of long weapons and armor, and directly ignored the warrior's attack. The two-handed sword in his hand was like a whirlwind knife, and cut off the unbelievable Ionian warrior at the waist.

The turmoil soon subsided with the tragic death of all the Ionian warriors. I thought it was a sad song belonging to the Ionian warriors, but I never thought that due to the huge gap in strength, it would be a song from beginning to end. The absurd feeling of a butcher killing a chicken,

Fortunately, after killing the hard bones, the black-armored soldiers who were as thick as mountains did not continue to raise their butcher's knives at those who did not move.

After such an incident, the hot-blooded Ionian warrior also had to weigh whether it was meaningful for him to work hard.

No matter how good your martial arts are, you can't even break through someone's armor. What's the point?

A number of warriors from the main combat faction died, and the neutral faction naturally turned to the surrender faction. As a result, the warriors once again set their sights on the bald head of the leader of the main combat faction, Jing Mu. Turning the spearhead with yin and yang strange energy, he looked at the dragon servant monks headed by Jingmu.

"Master Jingmu, you organized us, what do you say? Do we fight or drop? We all listen to you!"

Jing Mu glanced at the speaker, his face turned black, listen, is this a human language? I didn't take the initiative to invite you, didn't you come here to make a name for yourself?

But if Jingmu was asked to bow his head and surrender, he would not be able to hold back his face.

Opened his mouth, the eloquent Jingmu didn't know what to say.

Shuoji Temple actually wanted to fight against the Noxus, it was really bad luck for eight lifetimes.

Just when the atmosphere was a little awkward, there was a beautiful female mage in purple skirt who walked out of the way of the black-armored soldiers, speaking in pure Ionian language like the whisper of a devil.

"The Grand Commander of the Empire has ordered that in the next ten minutes, no one will be divided into Noxians and Ionians, and will not be held accountable for attacking and killing the soldiers of the Empire. Those who surrender only need to offer a head You will be free, and the two heads will be eligible to serve the empire,

After ten minutes, the empire will reject those who don't have a head and kill them on the spot. "

After a few words, the eyes of the Ionian warriors have changed, the trusting eyes disappeared, there was more guard and suspicion between the eyes, the body was tense, and they stayed away from each other.

Seeing that people's hearts are about to be scattered because of one sentence, Jingmu can only grit his teeth and make a final struggle.

"Don't bewitch again! For the sake of Ionia! We will never give in! We won't attack our companions! Kill!! Let me get rid of the witch!"

It's a pity that it was too late to say this sentence. The repeated hesitation and evasion made Jingmu lose his heart and the courage he had gathered so hard.

Like a rotten flower blooming in the crowd, the once desperate intention was stained with the dust called cowardice, and thus fell.

Only the Dragon Warrior Monk, who was all prosperous and all damaged, responded to Jingmu's words, followed Jingmu and rushed towards the female mage, while the others just looked at him coldly.

Seeing this, Syndra retreated into the crowd indifferently. Dozens of black guards took the initiative to charge like tanks and fought with the unarmed dragon servant monks. In the first round, more than a dozen monks were beheaded with a single sword .

Seeing that the dragon servant monks are so powerful that they are no different from other ordinary warriors in front of these black-armored soldiers. The resistance of the warriors is completely broken, and they no longer have any hope. Many people have already squeezed the hidden weapons in their hands , staring at the pass to freedom.

As everyone knows, Dragon Warrior monks are indeed one of a thousand monks, but the black guards who have undergone special training are not vegetarians, let alone equipped with magical weapons that condense the wisdom of the empire.

Even the fists and feet with the magic power of Dragon Fist couldn't penetrate the heavy armor of magic steel. He could only rely on his agile figure to keep dealing with the black guards, and then he was killed by a sword when his flaws were exposed or he was exhausted. This is still the case when the black guard has not activated the bloodthirsty rage state.

The Black Guard is the most elite warrior with a big sword and heavy armor in the Emerald Territory of the Noxus Empire. He was born for war and belongs to the military force of the township level. Talented warriors, this was not a fair match from the very beginning, so there is no suspense about the outcome of this battle

The dragon servant monks around him fought less and less, but the warriors behind them still stood watching the show, Jingmu was completely desperate.

"Not yet!? Do you really think the Noxians will let you go?"

Unexpectedly, after these words fell, the Ionian warrior who had not moved all this time sneaked towards his comrades who were immersed in the battle, and the hidden weapons pierced into the flesh. The companion quickly cut off the head, carried the head towards the black guard, and cursed at Jingmu.

"It's all your fault! We shouldn't have rebelled against the Noxians in the first place! If it weren't for you! We wouldn't have killed so many people!"

"Yeah! Knowing that the Noxians won't kill the innocent, you joined those **** from the Brotherhood to incite us to rebel against the Noxians!

have a look! Where are the Navoli rats you had so much hope for? Where is that stinky **** who followed the line to demagogue people? you say! "

"He can talk a fart! He himself is vacillating, and the slogan is loud, but it is added at the end to let us die in vain. Haven't you seen through the nature of Jingmu, a bastard? He is not worthy of being a master at all!"

Seeing that the warrior with the head was not beheaded by the black-armored warrior, the remaining Ionian warriors killed the people around him amidst the constant curses, Jingmu listened to the curse words in his ears, and was furious He vomited a mouthful of blood directly, and the black guard stepped forward and swung his head with a sword.

What's ridiculous is that UU reading www.uukanshu.com has an Ionian warrior who is not confident to make a move, his eyes are bright, he bowed his waist with a smile under the watchful eye of the black guard, and carefully picked up Jingmu's dead head, He even spat on his face, and cursed at the pass that would allow him to live in Ionian, which the Blackguard soldiers could not understand.

"Unfortunately, time is up."

Glancing at the emerald mechanical watch made by the emerald collar, Syndra turned and left indifferently, without even looking at those 'citizens'.

Sure enough, as the teacher expected, the weak only dared to swing their knives at the weaker. There are so many Ionians, and none of them dared to attack the soldiers of Noxus. It is really...unsurprisingly disappointing.

If such a country is not ruled by Noxus, what is the reason?

"One end will be let go, and the two ends will be imprisoned first, and the rest... will not be left alive."

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