League of Legends Invades Another World

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Cocker Jungle.

The primitive jungle in the eastern part of the Kingdom of Bethlik, near the Blackwood Province of Valoran, once belonged to the tribal territory where the Coker tribe was located.

After the war in the Great Plains of Sha'tar, nearly all the living forces of the Kokel tribe were routed and destroyed by the Noxian Legion.

This dark and silent jungle has become a place of chaos.

The Valoran Territory and the Beshilik Kingdom have successively invested countless scout soldiers in this complex jungle terrain, spying and confrontation, killing and destroying.

The frigid wind blew against the sky, like a flapping eagle overlooking the dense jungle below.

There are countless well-proportioned and strange giant trees standing on the ground like a famous warrior, the crown of the tree above his head is rustling, the accumulation of white snow is swaying, and a few snow particles are scattered.

The drooping branches were eroded by the cold, wrapped in a layer of ice fragments, and rippling in the air.

The roots of the ground covered with leaves are criss-crossed like a dragon, with ferns, lichens, moss and other plants attached, and occasionally poisonous snakes and ants climb over the ground.

The deeper you go, the denser the trees and jungles, the strange and fishy smell fills the air, and the air is filled with an indescribable sense of depression.

The snow-white jungle environment is silent.

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew, and the treetops roared, like a falling wave, causing a wonderful change.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Accompanied by dull footsteps, a gnoll team of about ten braved the freezing cold to enter this jungle area. Okay, turbid dark green eyes looked around vigilantly.

Gnoll scout?

In the dark corner of the canopy, the armored Noxian scouts crawl in the snow, their calm and indifferent eyes looking at the gnoll team that is slowly advancing.

On the outside of their jet-black armor was a mottled snow-white flannel, which was very similar to the surrounding environment, almost blending into one.

Hey guys, it looks like those ugly lizardmen can't take the loss anymore and send these filthy guys to die. The joking voice echoed quietly, and the Noxian scouts looked relieved.

This is normal. In the scout war in the Coker Jungle, the Valoran Territory has a considerable advantage, and the victory is far higher than that of the Beshilik Kingdom.

Don't give up your vigilance, maybe it's their tricks, isn't the previous lesson not profound enough? The Noxus Ten Commander at the forefront said in a deep voice. As the captain of the scout, he has already seen too much in this primitive jungle. tragedy and conspiracy.

Lizardfolk scouts especially like to send their vassals: gnoll warriors, wading through dangerous terrain with fragile lives, and if any danger arises, the gnoll warriors will die, not them.

What's more, the gnoll warriors are used as bait to induce the scouts of Valoran to take action, and they themselves will take the opportunity to attack and reap the final victory.

Yes!

The Noxus scouts behind them restrained their faces with ease, their bodies hidden in the snow, like a solid rock, standing still.

Perhaps sensing that there is no danger, the gnoll teams in the distance tentatively dispersed, maintaining a supportive distance from each other, and began to search the surrounding dangerous areas to complete the orders given by the lizardmen tribe.

In the dark and cold snowy environment, the dark green eyes had bloodthirsty desire, and the frequent fighting and fighting had already aroused the gnoll's desire to kill. Although the losses were heavy, they never retreated.

The great gnoll god Yenogul Fang is watching over this jungle battlefield.

The sturdy branches swayed, whipping the broken chainmail, leaving white marks.

Step by step, the gnoll scouts waved their spears and swords, clearing out what they thought they were hiding. Because those nasty human soldiers like to make sudden raids in these places and give them a heavy blow.

Time passed quietly, and footprints of different shades were densely covered in the snow and ice jungle.

The gnoll scouts had already surveyed most of the surrounding area, approaching a dark corner of the tree canopy, looking tired.

This is the result of constant vigilance. The energy of any intelligent creature is limited, and it is impossible to focus on self-state for a long time, especially in a dangerous environment.

The most important thing is that these gnoll scouts do not yet know, all their movements have long been exposed under the nose of the Noxian scouts, and as they approach, deep killing secrets are released.

One step, two steps, three steps...

The step of the step, a few snowflakes fell, covering the eyes of the Noxus Ten Commander, and a touch of cold color flashed his pupils: Can't wait any longer, no matter whether there are lizardmen scouts in the dark, we must do it.

Bang!

The snowflakes piled up on the ground exploded, and the mottled snow-white flannel was lifted up. The Noxus scouts in jet-black armor were exposed, half-squatting on the ground at the roots of the tree, raising their bows indifferently, aiming at the nearby A gnoll squad close at hand.

Whizzing! Whizzing! Whizzing! Whizzing! Whizzing!

The bowstrings squeaked slightly, and the sound of breaking through the air was incessant. Ten crossbow arrows slid beautifully between the trees, hitting the gnoll scouts with precision.

Bright red blood flowers bloomed on the body of the gnoll scouts in the front row, and the arrows glowing with cold light easily penetrated the chain armor that protected the vital points, and then pierced through the fur and fat layer, deeply embedded in the body.

A close-range crossbow shot that directly causes maximum

damage, and instantly take away five gnoll scouts.

kill!

The low roar exploded, and the Noxus Ten Commander took the lead in discarding the bow and crossbow, and rushed into the gnoll array first, slashing with his sword.

More than half of the Noxus scouts behind him followed silently and rushed into the battlefield. There were also Noxus scouts squatting on the ground and reloading crossbow bolts.

For ease of portability and the pursuit of lethality, the crossbows carried by Noxian Legionnaires are basically single-shot and easy to destroy, not reserved for lizardmen and gnolls.

Ow!

A ruthless howl sounded, and after the gnoll scouts encountered an ambush attack, not only did they not choose to retreat, but instead charged forward, bloodshot in their dark green eyes.

Life energy emerged, and the two sides launched an endless killing in this small area, breaking the inherent silence of the jungle.

Four or five minutes later.

The sound of the battle gradually subsided, and the gushing blood covered the snow like delicate roses.

Compared with Noxian scouts, the gnoll scouts were obviously inferior to the combat effectiveness, not to mention that they had lost more than half of them before the battle.

puff!

The Noxian Ten Commander drew a sharp sword from the neck of the gnoll in front of him, and the stench of blood that splashed dyed the armor red. He glanced at the end of the battlefield around him, and shook his head gently.

As expected, they slaughtered all the gnoll scouts in a crushing manner.

Clean up the battlefield!

The order was given, and all Noxus scouts moved quickly to collect the ears or heads of the gnolls, which would represent their own merits and honors, and they would bury the broken corpses along the way.

As the relationship between the Valoran Land and the Kingdom of Bethlik continued to be tense, the Coker Jungle had already turned into a mill of flesh and blood, but the two sides maintained a tacit understanding that the bodies would be cleaned up after the battle to prevent the plague from wreaking havoc.

Um?

Seemingly aware of the strange movement, the Noxus Ten Commander immediately said: Evacuate, immediately evacuate!

Hearing the order, the Noxian scouts stopped dealing with the battlefield decisively, clad in mottled snow-white flannel, and fled into the deep jungle.

......

Cup of tea kung fu.

This foul-smelling battlefield welcomed three elite lizardmen scouts, dark green tall bodies dressed in different styles of sturdy armor, some rough armor made by themselves, and some standard armor from Noxus.

They glanced at the results of the battlefield, and quickly dispatched a lizardman scout back to the rear. The rest of the people began to spread out around the battlefield, chasing the traces of the Noxian scouts.

And such scenes are frequently staged in the Coker jungle. Some Noxian scouts won and left safely; others were surrounded by Lizardmen and buried in the dense jungle and snow.

The tide of the war began to spread slowly, rushing towards the outskirts of the Coker Jungle and towards the Blackwood Province of Valoran Territory.

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