Ali's Bizarre Adventure

Everyone in the Freljord once swore an oath to the Warmother.

This is where they stand.

……

Forsbarrow.

When the recruit Tok ran to the castle of the Lord Foss Abel, the old Lord was walking with his wife.

The autumn chrysanthemums in the garden are fragrant.

"quick…"

Just when the recruit Tok yelled out, a refined gentleman came over. He was Foss Abel's housekeeper.No one in Forsbarrow did not know that he was a shrewd and generous butler.

"The lord is accompanying Madam, what do you need me for..."

"The barbarians... The barbarians are coming! Quick! Tell the lord, the barbarians are coming towards our town! There are many... many... countless, probably more than the population of our city."

The recruit Tok interrupted the butler.

The face of the butler who was originally smiling gradually turned pale, and a chill swept over him.

In disregard of etiquette, he rushed into the garden.For the first time in front of the lord and his wife, he showed a panicked look.

"My lord, it's time for you to put on your armor, the barbarians have entered our land!"

"barbarian?"

"Yes."

The butler nodded solemnly.

"my sweetheart."

The old lord kissed his wife's forehead with a bit of reluctance on his face, "Make dinner and wait for me to come back."

The elegant woman stood blankly in the garden.

She watched the steward put on the battle armor and silver helmet for her husband, and she watched her husband pick up a sharp long sword, ride a majestic white horse, and leave their castle.

……

The white war horse galloped on the granite ground, and the crisp sound of hooves sounded like the death knell of the doomsday.

There has been no war in this small town for a long time.

Foss Abel was born in a noble family, and he was trained in swordsmanship from a young age, and his teacher was a respected swordsman.When Foss Abel was young, he met their king in the capital of Demacia.

He would like to serve him all his life.

When Foss Abel thought of this, he couldn't help feeling sad. His beloved King Jarvan III was dead.

The prince is still too young, Demacia has never been so dark.

"Lord Lord!"

An officer in full armor chased Foss Abel on horseback, "Have you already learned about the barbarians?"

"Ah."

Foss Abel withdrew his thoughts, "Chief Knight, gather all the soldiers available in the city."

"It has been assembled."

The knight commander looked heavy, "However, there are only more than 1000 people. I'm afraid...they can't stop the enemy."

"How many enemies are there?"

"No less than 20 million."

The knight commander straightened his waist, maintaining the majesty of a soldier, "I will let my subordinates deliver the message quickly, and I believe that there will be a large army coming from Xiongdu soon. Lord Foss Abel, there is no need to worry too much."

Both the knight commander and the lord knew that Xiongdu was thousands of miles away, and they might not be able to wait for Prince Jarvan's reply.

While talking, the two came to the top of the city.

The soldiers were still standing on the city wall, and Foss Abel could see the timidity in the soldiers' eyes.

On the wilderness outside the city, countless barbarians stood densely.They were dressed in animal skins, and they were strong, the women were filthy, and the men were hairy, with long unkempt hair and beards.

It looked like a bunch of savages from the mountains.

Under the city wall, stood a barbarian wearing a horned helmet and holding a pair of axes, as strong as an ox.

In front of the barbarian, there were more than a dozen heads neatly placed, and Abel Foss could recognize a few of them.

Among them was a swordsman leader.

"Is there anyone who can fight?"

A wild roar sounded from the barbarian's mouth, "Come on! Let's have a good fight!"

Foss Abel felt a chill run down his spine.

He seemed to see the end of Demacia.

"Lord Lord..."

The voice of the knight commander rang in his ears, "What's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing."

Foss Abel waved his hand.

"Is there anyone I can hit?" Olaf walked around anxiously, "Hmph, the people here are not happy at all! You're just like a child! Sejuani, just let me break through that broken door. "

"Lord Lord!"

The knight commander held his sword tightly in his hand, "Your Majesty, I request a fight! To repay the kindness of the Holy King!"

Chapter 538 What is the Knight Commander Guarding?

"Lord Lord!"

The knight commander tightly clenched his saber, "My lord, I request a fight! To repay the sovereign's favor!"

Jarvan III is no longer alive.

Demacia has no king now, but the knight commander still can't forget Demacia in his heart.

Every Demacian soldier was once full of glory.

Lord Foss Abel's expression was heavy. Facing the disparity in combat strength, he knew that going to war would mean death.

It is an honor to die in battle.

But in the city of Fossbarrow, apart from these soldiers, there are many ordinary people.

Once the soldiers die in battle, these people will have nowhere to escape.

"No."

Foss Abel rejected the request of the knight commander, "You are a warrior, you only need to be loyal to the monarch. But I am a lord, the former emperor awarded the territory, and it has been passed down from generation to generation for hundreds of years. What I need to protect is not only This territory, and the people on this territory."

"Ali."

Sejuani looked at Ahri, "Order to attack the city."

"hold on."

Ali replied.

Ari knew that taking down this city was already a very simple matter for them.

Ahri didn't want to kill, though.

If a group of ferocious beasts live in a barren continent, they are suffering from hunger.When they enter a continent with plenty of food, they will fight and fight with other beasts on this continent.

The stronger side will win.

The weaker side will be eliminated.

But humans are not beasts. The difference between humans and beasts is that humans have learned to think.

Humans have learned to tell stories.

Ahri has seen an era when human civilization was more developed. In the era in which Ahri lived, humans did not need to kill each other to seize resources.

Rather, there are many paths.

"Olaf, call something else." Ahri rode Juvask and came behind Olaf.

"Shout what?"

Olaf looked unhappy.

When they were in the Freljord, they went to other tribes to plunder, and they could say nothing, just speak with their battle axes.

The plundered tribes also speak with battle axes.

Even before they rushed into the territory of those tribes, the plundered people rushed out with weapons.

The two sides just need to fight to the death.

The Demacian closed the door like this, hiding inside and unable to come out, which made Olaf a little puzzled.

"Shouting surrender and not killing."

Ali said.

"surrender?"

Olaf looked puzzled.

"Ah."

Ali nodded.

Olaf lowered his head, thought for a while, and then asked, "What is surrender?"

"Ah this..."

Ari was a little helpless, "It means they put down their weapons, don't need to fight, and give up this town to us."

Ah Li forgot that there is no such thing as surrender in the Northland.

After all, giving up the tribal settlements means that the entire tribe will die in the tundra.

There is no shelter from the cold, no food to satisfy the hunger.

Die in despair and pain.

This kind of death is completely different from the concept of death in battle. Death in battle is their glory and their destination.

After death, you can enter the temple of the gods.

Gather with the tribe.

What's more, even if the combat power is very different, it is not impossible to defeat the tribes that came to plunder.

As long as you fight, there is a chance of survival.

"Are you out of your mind?"

asked Olaf.

"..."

Ahri sighed, Olaf was still too stupid, "Anyway, just listen to me."

"Olaf!"

Sejuani gave Olaf a dignified look.

"..."

Olaf had no choice but to obey.

………………

Forsbarrow.

On the city wall, there was a little timidity in the eyes of the soldiers. They had all heard the stories of the barbarians.