League of Legends Millennium Warlord

Seeing Meredith's black patterned robe, a dozen or so villagers in Nuoer Village who were tied up instantly despaired. Several women burst into tears and snot one after another, and there were a few more streams of urine in the warehouse. smell and foul smell.

"They are, the villagers of Nuoer Village? Why are the villagers tied up?"

A boy holding a small dagger looked puzzled.

Meredith shook her head.

"They are not the villagers of Nuoer Village. They are traitors who want to betray Noxus. They chose to escape after Lord Leicester gave the order, so they appeared here."

There was a cruel smile on his face, and Meredith's voice sounded extraordinarily cold.

"Compared with others, you are very good, but this is not enough, far from enough,

Now you are still far from being able to compete with the gangsters of the Guillotine Bandits, and you may even be unable to bear the bloody smell and the burden of killing that you have never experienced. Fortunately, these were all thought of by the great Lord Leicester. I love you so much. "

The female mage turned sideways, her gloomy face was a bit scary.

"These traitors are your first sharpening stone. You have to kill these despicable traitors with your own hands to prove that you really have the courage to follow Lord Leicester to fight against the bandits."

"Ohh Ohh ohh!!!!"

The tied villagers of Nuoer Village struggled violently again. Looking at the unarmed villagers under their feet, several young people showed their faces.

"If we choose not to..."

Before the young Alsop could finish his sentence, the sound of drawing a sword sounded, and a sharp blade pierced the female villager's neck, and a bloody flower bloomed.

In the pool of blood, the eyes of the female villager gradually dimmed, but the girl pulled out the sword and inserted it again frowning. The blood spattered on the girl's face, but the girl didn't care, and instead used her fingers to feel the villagers' breathing.

Meredith stared in amazement at the girl whose hands were moving faster than her mouth, and couldn't help but choked.

Was this girl really not afraid of killing someone for the first time?

"This one is already dead, Master Mage, how many more do you need to kill, can I kill them all?"

After confirming that the female villager was dead, Margaret drew out her long sword and looked at Meredith blankly.

"You...you...really..."

Epsol took a step back, his curiosity and affection were gone, and he looked at the girl with fear on his face.

"No need, killing one is enough."

Stopping the girl who was about to move, Meredith was really afraid that the cold-blooded girl in front of him would kill all the traitors by herself.

"it is good."

After tearing off the clean cloth strips from the villagers, Margaret wiped the long sword clean and threw it aside, while the girl put the sword into its sheath and stood aside.

Intimidated by the girl's aura, the others couldn't make any moves for a while.

‘Killing decisively, summing up experience in killing, this is a talent, Lord Leicester will definitely like her. '

With no expression on his face, Meredith quietly released a tranquility technique, and the depression and fear in the hearts of the boys and girls gradually receded.

"If you can't do it, just leave, I won't stop you."

Meredith looked at the boy who was talking to her just now, and said indifferently.

"Lord Leicester has given you full freedom to choose. If you can't even deal with unarmed traitors, how can you expect you to face vicious robbers? You will only die because of your stupid kindness on the battlefield." Kill your colleagues, make a choice, don't waste my time."

Gritting his teeth, Epsol looked back at the closed warehouse door, pulled out the short knife in his hand, and came to a man.

"I'm sorry, when you are running away, you should be prepared to be caught, don't hate me."

A knife pierced the man's heart, Epsol stretched out his hand to close the man's dying eyes, and backed away silently.

'Although this young man is unbearable, he can still overcome the obstacles in his heart. In addition, he is very stable with his sword. He should often use a short knife to deal with livestock, not bad. '

Seeing that the two of them moved their hands, the rest of the boys and girls also became ruthless and pulled out their weapons one after another to find the first time in their lives to kill.

The flower of life is gradually fading.

Those who cry, those who mourn, those who laugh wildly, those who are mad, those who are indifferent...

Meredith opened the warehouse door, and a strong bloody smell burst out from the confined space.

There was a vent-like carnival behind her. The female mage felt a little cold in her body, and looked up at the sky, but the moon could not be seen in the sky.

She understands that maybe after this moment, there will be many more monsters in the dark warehouse behind her, and she also understands that she should respect and... fear Lester even more.

The real creator of the monster is named Lester.

From beginning to end, he just gave himself a few orders...

On the other side, Lester, who organized the excavation work between the villagers and the Noxus conscript army, found Ultraman, the centurion who had returned to the village of Nore.

"Call a few people over, and I'll tell you how to make a rope-drawn horse-repelling trap. After a while, you can take people to make a few more, and put them in the position I told you before after you've made a disguise. There's no room for error."

Put the four-meter-long thick sticks with one end sharpened in a row, and Lester tied them tightly with several long hemp ropes, and the longest thick stick was tied horizontally at the end of the long thorn row. At the end, there are three long ropes in a long thorn row pile, which are pulled by three people at the same time, and the wooden stick at the bottom can be quickly tilted to play the role of repelling horses.

The principle is very simple, and Altman and several other Noxus disabled veterans understood it at a glance, but few people could think of such an application, and everyone couldn't help but marvel at Lester's creativity.

Although the long rope was prepared in the Immortal Fortress, it is still sufficient for use at this time.

After finishing all this, Lester turned and walked towards the relatively flat highland on the mountain.

Between the roads, from time to time, there are male villagers walking up with a bundle of long branches or thick trunks.

On the high ground, the carpenter in Nuoer Village was sweating profusely cutting the wood, and the rest of the young people helped to deal with it. Two-meter-long wooden guns were randomly thrown on the ground, and on the other side was a pile of A flying spear 1.5 meters long.

"How many wooden spears and flying spears can be produced by tomorrow morning?"

Facing Leicester's inquiry, the carpenter of Nuoer Village responded honestly.

"Wooden spears can be made about 30 pieces, and the requirement for flying spears is not very high. It should be able to reach 60 pieces."

"Not enough. By noon tomorrow, we must have at least 100 wooden spears and at least 200 flying spears. Can we do it?"

With a look of distress on his face, the carpenter opened his mouth and did not speak.

"I'll send you another hundred people, can you do it?"

Now the carpenter didn't hesitate any longer, and said firmly.

"no problem."

After doing everything, Lester spoke to a male mage who had been following behind him.

"What's your name?"

The male mage saluted.

"My lord, my name is Urza."

"Is there any magic that can communicate remotely between your mages?"

Pushed it up, the game channel at 14:00 the day after tomorrow, gratifying and congratulatory