League of Legends Invades Another World

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The cloudy sky, the twilight glow shrouded the battlefield, and snowflakes were scattered.

The turbulent wave of gnolls seemed to be unstoppable, submerging the snow, and their hideous faces showed a desire for blood. Like demons, they did not have anything resembling conscience, let alone mercy and kindness.

The only thing these gnoll soldiers vassal to the lizardfolk tribe have is destruction and destruction, trampling down on any foes the Slayers intercept before them.

The dim light of the sun shines through the skylight of the watchtower, and is reflected in the temporary war room.

The Duke of Dakama held the blood-colored greatsword in both hands, facing the wave of gnolls, staring calmly and indifferently ahead.

In comparison, the other people in the room were a little embarrassed, and the sound of rapid breathing sounded from time to time. Many people opened their mouths slightly, but stopped talking, as if they wanted to remind something, but when they saw the back of Duke Dakama, Finally silent.

Just when the wave of gnolls approached Nuwu Fortress, the Duke of Dakama said in a deep voice, "Archers, prepare!"

"Eight hundred meters, indiscriminate projection!"

The majestic and steady voice broke the atmosphere of the room, everyone suddenly calmed down, the irritability disappeared, and there was only inexplicable peace of mind.

Above the watchtower, the flag commander heard the order of the Duke of Dakama and waved the red flag in his hand four times to the left and right, and then pointed to the front of the city wall.

The towering city wall surrounds the Nuwu Fortress, and rows of archers form a neat formation, arrows and bows, waiting for orders, especially the three high platforms extending from the city wall, two of which are already full of archers.

As the flag commanders waved the red command flag, each commander issued an order and shouted loudly around the array, and a shout resounded over the fortress.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

Bending the bow and shooting arrows, in an instant, the dense rain of arrows tore through the cloudy sky and shattered the slowly falling snowflakes. When they jumped to the top, they drew a sharp arc and shot down at the surging Gnoll soldiers.

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Ow! Ow!

In the icy snow, the howls echoed one after another. The gnoll soldiers looked at the doomsday arrow rain in the sky, let out a roar, and accelerated their pace. A small number of gnoll leaders with shields raised their shields on top of their heads. .

However, the lizardmen legion in the mixed wave was still standing still. In the center of the array, some lizardmen lifted their cloaks one after another, revealing their old and ugly faces, and their turbid eyes showed inexplicable colors.

The whispering whispers were buried in the roaring footsteps, until the arrow rain fell, and these old lizardmen opened their arms, triggering the bleak cold wind that drifted between the wind and snow.

[War Spell: Wind Crack]!

Above the gnoll wave, dozens of cyan hurricanes suddenly formed, smashing the falling arrow rain like a vortex, and countless broken arrows fluttered in the air, falling into the wave without threat.

Even if a few intact arrows pass through the hurricane gap, they will only take away the lives of scattered gnoll soldiers.

Temporary war room.

When the Duke of Dakama saw the arrows fall, his expression suddenly became tense. This was the first time that he had encountered such a special situation since the war with the Kingdom of Bethlik. The Lizardmen Legion had never been exposed in the previous attacks.

"Lizardman priest!" Marquis Gardner said with a gloomy expression, he recognized the identities of those old lizardmen.

[Lizardman Priest: The wise men born in the lizardman tribe, they are favored by the god of the lizardman, they are the leaders of the tribe, and they have a good talent for magic, which can harmonize and communicate with natural energy. Their sole mission is to believe in the god of the lizardmen and to be the interpreters and spokesmen of Samuana. 】

"Gather so many Lizardman priests." Duke Dakama said solemnly, and the cyan hurricane in the hazy sky dissipated. "Does the Kingdom of Bethlik want to completely capture the Nuwu Fortress tonight?"

"Call the Second Archer Corps to shoot alternately."

"The heavy crossbow regiment was ordered to enter the target at a distance of 300 meters for suppressing shooting."

"Call the War Mage, wake up the Mage Tower, and be ready to cast spells."

Duke Dakama straightened his body, stared at the lizardmen legion in the waves, and said softly, "Then I'll see how many spells the lizardmen priests can cast!"

Continuous orders sounded in the war room. The flag commander above the watchtower quickly waved the command flag, conveyed the order, and then stood on one side, the messenger who was on standby at any time, turned away from the watchtower, and ran to the high platform of the city wall.

Crunch! Crunch!

On the straight road of the city wall, a kingdom soldier pushed the steel heavy ballista along the straight road to the high platform. The hardwood reels rubbed against the ground and made a sharp sound.

Counting them down, there are about a hundred or ten ballistas, and their directions are directed at the gnoll soldiers who are advancing one after another.

And on both sides of each ballista, there will be six kingdom soldiers who will be responsible for placing the ferocious crossbow arrows, pulling the bowstring, aiming the direction and so on.

Further back, the black mage towers thirty or forty meters away from the city wall flickered with obscure magical brilliance one after another, slowly lighting up the transparent crystals at the top of the towers.

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Frontal battlefield, snowy plains.

An incomparably large number of gnoll soldiers ran in the snow, setting off a gust of wind, and when they saw the fortress city wall that was getting closer, their expressions became more and more crazy. Especially watching the falling arrow rain being torn apart by the cyan hurricane, the unique crazy howl can be heard endlessly.

six hundred meters.

Five hundred meters.

Four

hundred meters.

In the gloomy and chaotic environment, a pair of green pupils showed a little bloodshot, with bloodthirsty madness, holding up the sharp weapon in his hand.

Three hundred meters.

The bloodthirsty color remained on his face, but death came suddenly.

Swish Swish Swish!

The bowstrings of the ballista exploded, and scattered snowflakes were scattered. In the next instant, a hundred and ten hideous steel crossbow arrows crossed a short distance and attacked the gnoll array.

Before the cyan hurricane could form, countless blood flowers bloomed on the bodies of the front row gnoll soldiers. The sharp crossbow arrows easily pierced the armor, and then passed through the body, and the stench of blood spurted like spring water.

The offensive didn't stop, each steel crossbow bolt pierced through more than a dozen gnoll soldiers in a row before it stopped, and the corpse of the last unfortunate fell to the snow.

Overlooking the battlefield, just a heavy ballista shot, has already cleaned out a large area of ​​green blood.

"Ow!!!"

A shrill howl echoed over the waves, and the gnoll leader crowded in the array saw the tragic scene in front of him, and his face filled with anger.

Raising the thorns and heavy hammers in their hands, these heavily armored gnoll leaders took the lead in charging. They had to climb the city wall before the second wave of offensive to reduce losses.

It's a pity that the well-trained kingdom soldiers don't give them a chance at all.

Pull the string, hit the arrow, aim for the direction.

Hundreds and ten heavy ballistas launched the second wave of offensive, together with the archers, once again forming a doomsday arrow rain that covered the hazy sky.

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