League of Legends Invades Another World

Chapter 285 One day in the northern plains, the grass is like a halberd

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The spring breeze blowing from the far north was a little cold, and it slowly rendered the blue sky into a dense cloud of clouds.

"Hey, bastard coward, are you afraid?" Kled stood on the slightly towering hill, gently stroking the dragon lizard Skar under his seat, looking at the Gnoll Legion stationed not far away, the broken blood-colored flag was in the wind In the exhibition.

"Guli, woola." Skaer shook his head, and there was a trace of fear in his copper bell-like eyes, but he still maintained a happy voice under Kled's comfort.

Da da! Da da!

The crisp sound of horse hooves sounded from behind, and Gregory rode a scarlet warhorse to approach, the black mask covered his face, and his eyes were cold and waveless.

"Lord Klie, everyone has gathered!"

Kled looked back and saw that the thin mist gathered indefinitely, and a Noxian cavalry with sharp armor was reflected in his pupils, and from time to time there would be snoring of horses in the hills.

And the flag of the red-bottomed axe-blade fluttering in the cold wind, showing a bloody smile like a bloody skeleton.

"Ride a gun, get ready!"

Clang!

The neat and consistent lance movements sounded, the black spear blade pointed diagonally at the plain grass, behind the black visor, the eyes of every Noxian cavalry were filled with indifference and firmness.

The howl that suddenly sounded in the distance did not frighten them. It was more like the blood that was about to boil in the body, like the flag flying at the highest point, like the color of blood dyed red.

I find that sometimes courage is far less rewarding than madness, and only complete madness can make me kill!

Kled burst into laughter, a grim smile appeared on his gray plush face, and then he drew out the silver-gray battle axe from his waist, and a roar sounded.

"For Valoran Land! For Noxus!"

"For Valoran Land! For Noxus!"

Excited shouts and roars resounded through the sky, and the Noxian cavalry followed Kled in a fearless charge.

Boom!

The scarlet warhorses trampled on the desolate plains, the dark armor reflected the light of the falling dawn, and the sound of hooves like thunder trembled with the fine dust.

......................

In the gnoll camp, Habakkak stood in front of the huge hill and looked at the looming human heavy cavalry not far away. The dark armor was very familiar.

"What is this trying to do?!"

He looked at the fluttering flag with a red-bottomed axe blade, and a vague emotion spread in his soul. Immediately, his scarred face burst into a hideous smile, and his gray-yellow fangs opened slightly.

"Ha, are you trying to charge at us? That's really admirable courage! I'll eat your corpses after you die!"

"Ow——"

Habakkak suddenly raised the spear in his hand and let out a howl of excitement. This human heavy cavalry that had disturbed it for a long time was about to be destroyed in its hands.

Aww-!

Aww-!

One after another howls blew away the gray-white mist, and the silent gnoll camp was revived at this moment. No one was satisfied with the slaughter that Edalas had eaten. The dark green eyes were covered with bright red bloodshots, and the sharp weapons were waved wildly, broken and broken. The blood-colored flag fluttered high.

"Praise Yenogu, for the spoils, for the..."

The spear held high in Habakak's hand had not yet fallen, and a sudden roar interrupted its words and actions.

"Haha, is this true? It's just a heavy cavalry of more than a thousand people, facing nearly ten thousand gnoll soldiers? Are you sending death? Then I will fulfill you!"

Looking at the jet-black torrent of steel that was getting closer and closer in front of him, Habakak's face was full of astonishment, and immediately turned into a big laugh.

"Praise Yenogu, for the spoils, for the blood, for the slaughter!"

"Gnoll, fight!"

The next moment, the waves rose one after another, and countless gnolls took their steps, their green eyes filled with bloodthirsty desire in the light of dawn, like beasts that broke free from their cages, and rushed towards the steel torrent.

......................

The crimson sun jumped out of the sky, and the crimson rays of light fell on this plain terrain, the color of pitch black was rendered, the color of gray and yellow surged, and then......

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The surging impact of the heavy cavalry was displayed in an instant, and the extremely dull crashing sound was like a wave of rock, shattering everything.

The harsh sound of friction pierced through the leather jacket of the gnoll, and the splashed blood stained the red visor. The Noxian cavalry was like a sharp blade, directly tearing the gray-yellow formation.

At the moment when the Gnoll Legion charged and fought for the first time, the Gnoll soldiers in the first row, the second row, and even the third row were directly annihilated and disappeared, turning into blood and watering the plain, as if telling the cold and cruelty of war.

The ultimate killing feast is on!

On this unknown plain, blood-colored fireworks are constantly blooming, and every second someone will be killed and completely left in the grass.

It's just that there are too many gnoll soldiers, so many that when the Noxian cavalry abandoned the heavy lance and wanted to draw out the sharp blade from their waist, they were directly pulled off the horse by the gnoll soldiers in the battlefield.

soon, jackal

The excited howl of the werewolf sounded, the sharp blade on the waist fell, the hard armor shattered, the eyes under the visor were stained red with the overflowing blood, the life passed in the body, and then was drowned by countless gnolls.

This is the norm!

When the charge was exhausted, the Noxian cavalry fought hard, even if they were stronger than the gnolls, even if they cooperated perfectly, even if they had a strong will.

But in the endless wave of gnolls, all efforts were lost.

Deaths began to become more frequent, and a strong bloody smell shrouded this area, as if the cold wind blowing was dyed red, and some broken clothes were slowly rolled up.

Looking down from the gray-white sky, the red blood and gray brains are intertwined, forming a mill of flesh and blood, a slaughterhouse of life, whether it is a gnoll soldier or a Noxian cavalry.

"The victory is divided!"

Habakkak stood at the entrance of the camp with a contemptuous smile on his face. He thought there was something special about this human heavy cavalry, but he didn't expect it to be so vulnerable, and the leading dwarf knight was not bad.

The blood in his eyes became more and more intense. He didn't want to waste time. He stayed in the Stoke Kingdom for a long time. After looting the Valoran Territory, he should leave. Otherwise, once something changes, the Gnoll Legion may Left behind in this slaughtered place.

Immediately, Habakak waved his left hand, and the gnoll guards and gnoll heavy armored warriors standing behind him had already finished their armor. They were waiting for the chief's order, suppressing their desire to kill.

And now it's time for them to harvest the battlefield!

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