League of Legends Millennium Warlord

Chapter 8 Chapter 8 Fireside Chat

When Rose returned home, she saw Lester leaning against the fire reading a parchment scroll.

These scrolls, which record the strange myths or history of the Valoran continent, have also been collected by Rose inadvertently on weekdays. It is not bad for Lester, who is eager to learn, to practice reading at this moment.

"Why did you get up? Didn't you sleep soundly?"

Embracing the man's neck from behind, Rose pressed her face to the man's ear seeking warmth.

There was a small attack on Rose's pretty profile, and Lester put down the scroll and leaned on Rose's shoulder.

"You're gone, how can I sleep."

"I'll say some good things, but I love to listen~ reward you~"

After releasing Lester, Rose turned around, took off her high heels and sat in the man's arms.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but recently she always feels that she seems to be more and more attached to the man in front of her, not just Rose, but also herself hidden in a dark corner, and the frequency of bathing has become a little more frequent recently .

It seems that there is something beyond magic that exists on the man, but when he carefully detects it with magic, he always finds nothing, as if he had an illusion.

"Going to a meeting in the middle of the night, did something major happen? I seem to have heard from Meredith that the recent war is a bit unfavorable?"

Gently patting the woman's smooth belly, Lester looked a little worried under the fire.

"Yeah, the barbarian tribes and bandits from the north are coming, but the Immortal Fortress doesn't have enough soldiers."

"You don't have to go to the battlefield, do you? I don't allow you to go, and I will go if you want to go."

Seeing Lester's worried eyes, Rose's heart trembled, and she slightly avoided the man's sight, but smiled happily, and gently held the man's hand that patted her belly.

"How come, anyway, I am also a senior member of the Black Rose Academy, and it is not my turn to go to the battlefield."

"That's good."

Because Leicester had just added some dry wood, there were a few "cracks" from the stove from time to time. There was a different atmosphere in the silent night, but the two enjoyed the warmth and tranquility between each other.

a long time.

"Lester?"

"What's wrong?"

"In your remaining memory, is there... a way to deal with cavalry?"

Lester was taken aback for a moment, as if thinking about it.

"There are several ways, but..."

"Tell me about it~"

Shaking Lester's shoulders, Rose attempted to knock Lestat down with a stun attack.

"Hey, don't shake, don't shake, I'm dizzy."

After a little squabble, Lester hugged Rose again before speaking.

"Let's talk about the situation first. Different situations have different coping methods."

Sighing, Rose lowered her head, her voice muffled.

"There is a bandit group going south from the west side of the Geril Mountains, bypassing the Noxus defense line on the east side, and plundering all the way south. The bandit group has 100 cavalry, which is not very easy to deal with. We have no cavalry anymore. "

"Do these bandit riders have stirrups? Can they mount and shoot? What is their primary weapon?"

"Stirrups? What's that?"

After asking a little blankly, Rose went on to say, "If I'm not mistaken, the weapons of those bandit riders should be wooden spears or one-handed knives made by themselves. There are too few people who can shoot arrows on horseback." and even with a shortbow on horseback it's no threat."

"Is that so." Seeing Lester's thoughtful look, Rose puffed up her face, grabbed the man's confident cheek with her hand and twisted it.

"Say it soon?"

"This situation is easy to deal with. If you have a strong bow and crossbow, you can use long-distance to defeat the enemy as long as you use a spear to repel the horse and force the rider back. If you don't have a strong bow and crossbow, you can only dig a pit for the horse and set up a tripping rope. After the cavalry formation is scattered, use the long-handled hook sickle to cut off the horse's legs and kill the knights who landed..."

Lester found that Rose's eyes became a little dazed, looking silly.

"Rose?"

"Lester, I don't understand what you mean by 'the hole where the horse fell' or 'the long rope where the horse fell', but I believe you should have a way."

Standing up from Lester's arms, Rose's expression was serious and hesitant.

"Tomorrow, I will send 5 mages to follow the Noxus conscripts to the Geril Mountains to stop the bandit group going south. Do you... want to go? If you can play a key role in defeating the bandit group going south, Noxus will There will be a place for you."

Smiling, Lester raised his eyebrows with a relaxed tone.

"Noxus or something is actually not important to me...but if I can help you, I will definitely go."

Rose's eyes were misty.

"Lester...I'm really afraid that one day you will leave me and go to a place where I can never find you again..."

"If I have to leave, I will definitely go to a place with you..."

The fire was raging, and the crackling sound of dry wood was gradually covered by the tempting meowing of cats.

Somewhere in the underground city of the Immortal Fortress, a woman with disheveled hair, who seemed to have lived in a house for a long time, suddenly opened her eyes, struggled to take off her cool leather armor, threw down her staff, and stepped forward with a complicated expression. In the heated large bath...

The next day, before dawn, the Noxians who received the news of the call-up came to the Conqueror's Square and began to gather.

Outside the square, hundreds of children and young children wiped endless tears. In the blurred vision, their relatives seemed to be getting farther and farther away from them until they never saw each other again.

Even though he was standing in front of the Conqueror's Square, Nadalz always felt that he was standing in front of an abyss, with a bottomless pit beneath his feet.

The old man, who was struggling to put tattered pieces of skin on his body, was holding a short knife that was only as long as his arm, and was staring hard, trying to make himself appear fierce and mature. crumpled old woman...

How many of these people survived.

His eyes seemed to be pricked by a needle, and Nadalz's eyes were a little sore, and he lowered his head slightly.

Leather armor, no, it's just a piece of rotten leather. The reason why I wear rotten leather is because I don't have leather armor anymore.

The short knife in the gap is the only relic left to her by her dead mother. At this moment, like her mother, she will take this short knife to the battlefield.

The old woman has no family anymore, she chooses to use her despair to play her last peripheral vision...

Stendhal stood aside with deep eyes.

"No matter how many people come back this time, the will and glory of Noxus will be truly engraved in everyone's heart. After this battle, 'Noxus' will become the blood flowing in the bodies of Noxus .”

Hearing what Stendhal said, Nadalz also raised his head.

"A total of 421 people, 50 disabled soldiers, 225 old people, 141 young people and middle-aged women who have just passed the 20-year-old mark, 5 black rose mages..."

"No, it's 422 people!"

ps: Signed the contract. This is a successful attempt to change the writing style. I have put in a lot of hard work, and it is also a reasonable result. I reward myself with a big orange.

Then, according to the detailed outline and the huge world view of the League of Legends universe, this book can write at least a million words, so it's time for Hongye to ask for a vote. With the big or old friends who read this, Please don't begrudge the votes in your hands, give Hongye a little encouragement, okay? Thank you for your support~

Finally, I would like to talk about the update situation. Before the release, the update is stable at 4k twice a day, at noon and 12 pm respectively. After the release, it will be updated depending on the situation.

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