League of Legends Invades Another World

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Gnolls are a wild orc race, in their cognition, only kill and fill their stomachs. As a result, they attack settlements in remote areas and frontiers of civilized worlds without warning, slaughtering their prey and devouring its flesh.

Compared to other orc races, the danger of gnolls lies in the randomness of their attacks. They emerge from the wild plains, looted and slaughtered and then moved elsewhere. They attacked like a plague of locusts and sacked settlements, leaving only razed buildings, gnawed corpses, and contaminated land.

Gnolls rarely build permanent structures or make anything of lasting value, and most importantly, their exposed wildness, aside from cultural constraints, makes them not craft weapons or armor, but rather from fallen prey. Such items are obtained from corpses, and even the ears, teeth, scalp, and other remains of each other are strung as souvenirs to add to their own patchwork of armor.

Until they were defeated and enslaved by the kingdom of Bethlik, the kingdom of the lizardmen, in the war thousands of years ago.

Facing the lizardmen who are stronger, more murderous, and smarter than themselves, and have their own civilization, the gnolls are forced to become the vassal race of the lizardmen. After thousands of years of baptism, they have naturally recognized their vassal status. , and many gnolls are proud of it.

Now, in the war of invading the kingdom of Stoke, the Coker tribe of the kingdom of Bethlik deservedly unleashed the army of gnoll soldiers full of savage slaughter, allowing them to slaughter and devour in the Blackwood Province.

After the city of Dara was conquered, countless massacres were staged in the Blackwood Province. A large number of villages and towns were destroyed and burned by gnoll soldiers. The bloody scenes were disgusting, but they made the gnolls inexplicably excited.

Countless human civilians crowded on the road built by the Kingdom of Stoke rushed to the surrounding fortified cities, but the already underdeveloped Blackwood Province simply did not have enough cities to accommodate the many civilians who fled.

More and more civilians had to travel long distances after they were not sheltered, fleeing as far as possible to the neighboring provinces of Yinsong and Mori.

The trailing gnoll soldiers continued their slaughter journey, and the blood spilled on the road, dyeing large plains and hills red.

The chaos is coming, the darkness of human nature is no longer suppressed, and the wildness of the gnoll is attacking the fleeing human civilians.

The sound of mournful pain and the sound of tearing curses drifted over the Blackwood Province with the breeze of spring. The hanging red sun couldn't bear to watch the cruel scene. The dark clouds covered the light and seemed to provide some convenience for the fleeing human civilians.

Long!

The gray sky obscured the fortress of Forsbarrow, and the dark cloud mixed with the thunder and surging, and occasionally a flash of electric light shone on the bloated fortress and the countless civilians gathered under the city walls.

At this moment, in the brightly lit watchtower, a cold and quiet atmosphere shrouded, as if there was heavy air pressing on Oppa's shoulders.

Today, another group of nobles met with me, and persuaded us to open the city gate as much as possible, and let the civilians under the fortress wall enter the fortress. Oppa looked up at the exquisite magic lamp. The crystal material was hollowed out with gorgeous patterns. But he couldn't hide the sadness in his tired eyes.

I rejected them, and then I was put on a cold-blooded hat, saying that I disregarded the laws of the kingdom, regardless of the life and death of civilians, and went to the capital to sue me.

Hehe, I think so too! The Fortress of Forsbarrow has reached the upper limit of its carrying capacity. If you let people in, the fortress will be completely out of balance, and it will even end up being self-defeating and being slaughtered by others.

Cold and turbid tears flowed silently down his face, and Oppa was exhausted. In just a few days, wrinkles covered his face, and the bags under his eyes were extremely heavy.

Whenever night came, he couldn't sleep, and the scenes in his mind made him sleepless.

The innocent civilians gathered under the city walls are being shot and killed by the lizardmen soldiers wandering around the periphery every day, the howls of sorrow, the numbness in the eyes, and the red blood, tormenting his soul.

But he had no choice. He couldn't attack, and he didn't dare to open the gate of the fortress. Not far away, the 20,000 Lizardmen Legionnaires stationed by the Coker tribe were watching the movements of the Forsbairo Fortress from afar.

Damn it! Damn it!! Damn it!!! What did the Kingdom Military Department say? Is there any help? Oppa looked at Count Nikita, who was also exhausted by force in front of him, and pleaded, hoping for a miracle to happen.

I can't get in touch. I have asked Legion Mage to send magic messages continuously every day, but there is no response from the capital. Count Nikita stroked his forehead and said hoarsely.

Possibly, with a high probability, the Royal Capital rejected our magical communication!

Ha ha!!!

Ha ha!!!

Ha ha!!!

Oppa, the administrator of the Blackwood Province, was laughing loudly, his old body trembled slightly, blood and tears spread from his wrinkled face, and his clothes were dyed red.

What does His Majesty Guy want to do? What does he want to do? There are millions of civilians and soldiers in the Blackwood Province. What is this to do?

Keep it going! Keep it going!! Count Nikita seemed to be muttering to himself, comforting himself, but both of them were very clear about the internal situation of the Fortress of Forsbarrow.

There were too many civilians pouring into the fortress, and it was impossible to ignore the crowded civilians under the walls.

If you don't come to support, the fortress may really not be able to hold on, because the food reserves can only last for one month.

No support comes in a month, then waiting for them will be...  

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Yinsong Province, near the towering slopes of the city of Edalas, from here you can see the vaguely steep mountains and towering cities in the distance.

Da da! Da da!

The hooves of the horses were rushing, and a group of Noxus Imperial cavalry in black armor quickly approached the slope. When they crossed the corner of the road, they tightened the reins and dismounted and ran to the high point of the slope.

I saw a short rider sitting on the back of the dragon lizard bored, with a silver-gray battle axe slanted across his waist, wearing armor, and sturdy clothes draped over the surface, but these could not hide the only intact one. The mad look surging out of his eyes.

Hearing the sound of hooves, Kled stretched out his right hand and pressed it on top of Skarl's green head, stood up immediately, and turned his head to look at the Noxus Imperial cavalry who were walking fast.

Lord Klie, a large number of refugees have poured into the western part of Yinsong Province, and they are heading towards the surrounding cities.

Kled took out the silver-gray battle axe from his waist, motioned for Sgarr who stepped down to step forward, and then tapped the helmet of the Noxian imperial cavalry with the battle axe. Hey, listen, call me Sergeant General!

Okay, Sergeant General! All Noxus soldiers had heard about Kled's impermanent character, so the Noxian Imperial cavalry said decisively.

Re-report the situation! Klie said shaking his body, his only intact left eye narrowed slightly, as if thinking about something.

Mr. Sergeant General, a large number of refugees have poured into the western part of Yinsong Province, and they are marching towards the surrounding cities. The Noxian Imperial cavalry reiterated.

Well, it seems that the Blackwood Province has collapsed, so will it be a gnoll or a lizardman!? Kled murmured alone.

The disciple of the shadow stream, the disciple of the shadow stream, come out for me!

As if hearing a shout, a shadow appeared on the slope, and then a shadow streamer wearing a close-fitting leather armor stepped out of the shadow.

I have seen the sergeant general!

Hey, Zed's subordinate is not bad. Klie grinned, his sharp teeth gleaming in the sun, and the silver-gray battle axe danced, causing gusts of breeze.

Notify Crane, send me 10 war masons, no, send me 20 war masons!

Klie wants to do a big job, and let my reputation as a sergeant general resound across the mainland!

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