League of Legends Invades Another World

The corpses piled up on the snow, like sticky green tiles paving the field. .o Pale snowflakes fell slowly, burying the blood-colored battlefield. Occasionally, a few corpses that were not completely buried could be seen. The scarlet heavy cavalry spear passed through the body, embedded in the soil, and dried blood solidified on the handle of the spear.

Urgot ended his slaughter, and pulled out his armored giant legs from the pile of corpses. The muzzle of the gun held in front of him was still smoking, interweaving with the steam in the armor gap.

"Execution, done."

A hoarse voice came from his mouth covered with the alchemy hose, and Urgot shook his body, looking around the battlefield.

The heavy breathing formed white air in the cold temperature. Sain stepped forward, his mad eyes full of restless killing intent: "But the war is not over yet, we stick to our duties."

The blood-red dawn cut through the dark night, and the scattered snowflakes did not stop, but intensified, covering the dilapidated Fortress of Forsborough.

Modrian stood in the high tower, overlooking the tragic battlefield, and sporadic cries of fighting sounded in the felt tent, which was the last struggle of the Coker tribe.

Numerous rigid and cold corpses of lizards and gnolls filled the fortress buildings, dripping blood pouring over the snow, leaving mottled marks.

However, in the icy weather where the temperature drops sharply, everything will eventually be covered by heavy snow.

"Continue to implement the next stage of strategic goals." Modrian looked sideways at Darius and whispered softly. .o Province is not our ultimate goal. "

Last night's raid on the Fortress of Forsbyro was a battle that was formulated by the Reese garrison soldiers, and Darius was in charge of executing it. Quite a perfect victory, successfully destroying most of the military force of the Kokel clan.

"Draven and the war mason have sneaked into the direction of Senzhong Province. Quinn will go to assist them after cleaning up the battlefield." Darius said in a deep voice, his expression unchanged.

Hearing this, Modrian looked slightly surprised, looked at Darius' unwavering face, shook his head gently, and said nothing.

This is very Noxus, once it enters a state of war, regardless of status, everyone will fight for Noxus.

"Who is in charge of the flanks?" Modrian looked up to the west.

Falling snowflakes blurred vision, but patches of ice and snow forests were faintly visible, which was the territory of the Kingdom of Bethlik.

In the upcoming critical war, they must ensure that their flanks will not be harassed by the formed soldiers of the Kingdom of Bethlik.

"Teemo and the main ship scout team." Darius responded. "That jungle area is very suitable for them and can maximize their strength."

Modrian nodded and turned to leave the watchtower, followed by Pan Sen and Xin Zhao.

The crystal clear snowflakes were still scattered from the sky one after another, covering the Noxian soldiers who were cleaning up the battlefield, but they couldn't suppress the fiery, high flame-like fighting intent. .o......

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The warm sunlight hits the rugged mountain road, and the falling snow reflects the rainbow light.

"I hate this weather."

Draven looked up at the swaying snowflakes with a disgusted expression. He brushed off the snow particles from the wolfskin cloak, and the invisible life energy enveloped his body, preventing the snowflakes from falling around him.

Holding the battle axe in both hands, Draven turned to look at the Legionnaires of Trefari walking on the mountain road, clad in steel armor and holding the weapon of death.

While he preferred to bring his talents to the prison system, the war seemed to be interesting, so he applied to join the fight.

"Is there any news from Tamara?" Draven asked, but the news was somewhat disappointing.

In Noxus, the first sign of war was not the march of troops, but the war masons alone, deep into the enemy's territory, probing possible routes of invasion for the Noxian army.

Tamara, is an extremely good war stonemason.

"Move forward quickly, leave this rough terrain, and find a place to set up camp." Delevingne frowned slightly as he looked at the road in the bad weather. "It looks like this war is going to be quick."

"Yes." The Trifali Legionnaire quickly ran to the queue and gave the order.

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To the south of the Blackwood Province is the Senchong Province. The junction is a messy jungle of rocks and low hills.

Snowflakes fluttered, and this mixed area welcomed a woman with long brown hair. A gray-white cloak covered her figure and blended in with the environment; her stern eyes scanned the jungle and rocks, looking for signs of possible enemies.

Breathing gently, she extended her mental perception as much as possible, listening to the sound of falling snow and ice, the breathing of animals in the hills, and the squeak of the branches that could not bear the snow.

Either for a long time, or for a moment.

The brown-haired woman breathed a sigh of relief, smiled, carved a mark on the hidden stone, moved on, and disappeared into the vast snow.

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Leeward Hills, where Trifali soldiers make a fire to cook.

"Tamara, why did you go so long this time?" Delevingne asked condescendingly when he saw the brown-haired woman returning not far away.

Ignoring Draven's boredom, Tamara looked at the Trefari soldiers who were encamping, who she knew were only following Darius' orders, and... Draven.

"We shouldn't be camping here, Draven."

"The terrain here is not good, and the leeward line of sight is affected.

resistance. "She looked up at the sky and narrowed her eyes slightly. "From the sky, it's easy to see the traces here. "

"Well said, war mason of Noxus." Draven clapped his hands, with the ring-handled battle axe on his back.

Looking at Draven strangely, Tamara said softly, "Why is it so unpleasant to say compliments from your mouth." Looking at the darkening sky, she continued to speak.

"Come on, our mission is urgent."

Tamara took out the food from the cloak casually and chewed it, not at all like a woman, quite bold.

"Okay, I forgive you for the offense." Draven swayed toward the half-built camp.

"What I'm longing for is a real fight, Irvingdale's performance is a bit dull, I need blood to wake up the fighting cells."

"Of course, Draven, this war will give the Noxian Legion the true glory of victory!" Tamara swallowed the food in her mouth, looking inexplicable. As a Valoran leader, except for Kelan, the best war mason, she had a premonition of the violent waves hidden behind the war.

"Hey soldiers, take these down, we're going to go first, then rest."

The Trifali Legionnaires immediately followed Draven's orders, and no one complained too much, even if the previous orders were wrong.

In about a quarter of an hour, all the Trifali Legionnaires had formed their formation, all traces of camping on the Leeward Hills had been eliminated, and the accumulated snowflakes were evenly white, reflecting the warm sunlight.

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