League of Legends Invades Another World

late at night.

The crescent moon is empty.

The hinterland of Beshilik Kingdom, deep in the primeval forest.

The bleak autumn mood adds to the humidity in the forest, and a dull and quiet atmosphere surrounds it.

Looking from a distance, the vision is full of towering ancient trees, densely intertwined with roots, strange-shaped trunks extending upwards, and the prosperous branches and leaves stretched out like thick clouds, covering the sky.

Cold wind blows.

The high treetops swayed, making a slow rustling sound, like a desert-like sea of ​​trees moving overhead, setting off the quiet late night.

Occasionally, the bright moonlight penetrated the thick leaves, reflecting a dim, dark halo.

blah blah blah! blah blah blah!

Suddenly, the sound of small footsteps broke the silence of the night, and a woman with long brown hair and a black cloak stepped into the forest mud road.

She first glanced at the surrounding environment with a cold gaze, observing the huge trees and the hideous shadows, and then closed her eyes gently, listening to the sigh of the forest, the howl of the beasts, the murmuring stream, and the vicissitudes of life. pebbles.

The pervading spirit spreads out like a spider web, blending into the context of the earth, perceiving the possible traces of creatures in the forest.

Cup of tea kung fu.

The long brown-haired woman opened her eyes, a look of exhaustion disappeared, and then she slowly stretched out her right hand, spread her five fingers, and swayed back and forth.

After a while, a woman wearing red mail with a dignified expression led more than a dozen soldiers in the same dress to appear behind the long brown-haired woman.

"Lord Katerina, there is nothing unusual here." The long brown-haired woman bowed slightly and reported.

As a war stonemason, her duty is very simple, assisting Katarina to go deep into the hinterland of the Beshilik Kingdom, collecting all the information about the Beshilik Kingdom, and reporting it to the rear headquarters.

"However, I found some traces of lizardmen, and I suspect that there is a lizardmen tribe around." She pointed to the southwest, and a blood red appeared in her calm eyes.

Hearing this, Katarina immediately jumped up, jumped on the canopy, looked into the distance, and noticed that a little firework was dissipating in the sky.

Although Lizardmen and Gnolls are barbaric races, under the baptism of time and under the guidance of gods, they have already developed their own barbaric civilization, making their own choices between raw food and cooked food.

Of course, these cold-blooded savage guys wouldn't mind eating raw bloody food if they had to.

"This is not something we are responsible for." Katerina released her fingers from the dagger around her waist and whispered, "Leave the message to the back, and they will solve all problems."

"We... keep going!"

"Yes!" The long brown-haired woman lowered her head and said respectfully, then tightened her black cloak and stepped into the virgin forest again.

Katarina was just about to jump down from the canopy, but she remembered something and turned to look at the dark and silent night sky.

In the dim light, a rich blood color is rendering the crescent moon and stars, pulling everything that can be seen into another chaotic and bloody space.

......

......

Dennis clan.

A small tribe of lizardmen in the southern part of the kingdom of Bethlik, the lizardmen warriors and gnoll soldiers in the tribe have been transferred by the temple of the lizardmen to the neighboring human kingdom.

In their minds, those warriors who go to the human kingdom will bring back rich spoils as before.

Although there had been failures before, this time was different. They saw with their own eyes an endless army of lizardmen marching south, followed by many temple priests.

They are convinced that this time the kingdom will definitely defeat the human kingdom in the south and cut off the head of the human king!

Unfortunately, the good wishes came to nothing!

Brutal reality shatters all delusions.

Not long ago, news spread to the clan that the expeditionary army of the Kingdom of Bethlik was defeated and collapsed for thousands of miles. It was even rumored that the great god of the lizardmen also fell in that war.

At the beginning, they didn't believe it.

Until the priests of the clan were no longer able to perform magic, the atmosphere of panic began to permeate the sky above the clan, and the lizards and gnolls who remained would go to the temple every day under the leadership of the priests, recite the words of prayer, and long for the gods' response.

Tonight, many tired lizards and gnolls went to sleep early in the half-starved state after receiving fixed food from the temple.

They have to do this. With more and more frequent prayers, their strong energy is seriously exhausted. In addition, the lizardmen warriors and gnoll soldiers in the clan have left, and the food they can hunt every day is getting less and less. They must be embarrassed. life bows.

Silent in the middle of the night, in front of the clan door.

Rough wooden fences surround the piled-up dirt walls, forming a simple means of defense against the occasional incursion of wild beasts.

The lizardmen warriors in charge of vigilance rubbed their stomachs through the leather armor, and then they leaned against the earth wall, half-squinted their eyes, and enjoyed the rare 'leisure' time.

In their dreams, they saw brothers and sisters returning home with riches, rich spoils, and blessings from the gods...

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Deep in the silent forest, a loud roar suddenly sounded, breaking the silence.

At the top of the canopy, countless crimson cannonballs trailed the trail of flames, pierced the air, crossed the earth wall, and fell into the sleeping Dennis clan.

Boom!

The scorching flames soared into the sky, wantonly, destroying all creatures it touched.

Screams and howls resounded through the night sky, and the panicked lizards and gnolls rushed out of the short and dirty room, raised their weapons in their hands, and searched for the enemy's location.

"Alternate shooting!"

Merlin gunner Tristana stood on the right side of the Bandle gunner phalanx, her crystal-like eyes were full of grimness, she looked at Bandle gunner who had fired the first round of artillery, and gave an order.

"Let these guys taste the power of cannonballs!"

The pace staggered, and the Bandle gunners quickly completed the formation transition.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The second round of artillery bombardment lifted off, and the crimson shells dragged the trail of flames again and fell into the Dennis clan, giving a fatal blow to the lizardmen warriors and gnoll soldiers.

Bandel gunners show no mercy to the enemy, all they see is victory.

call out! call out! call out! call out! call out! call out!

The fiery flames illuminated the virgin forest, and small figures shuttled through the woods, running towards the Dennis clan not far away.

As they approached, they quickly took out their blow arrows, and the arrows were coated with thallium poison, like a torrential rain, covering the remaining lizardmen warriors and gnoll soldiers.

Killing starts.

The lizardmen warriors and gnoll soldiers who were hit by the arrow lost control of their bodies in an instant, and the scouts of the main ship drew their knives around their waists and completed a fatal blow between jumps.

After a moment.

In the sea of ​​flames, the Dennis clan no longer has any survivors, and only the raging flames are left to illuminate the primitive jungle.

Teemo put away the copper-colored telescope in his hand, ignored the distant sea of ​​fire, looked at the Noxian scout beside him, and said, "Notify General Darius that all the lizardmen clans in this area have been cleaned up."

The resistance of the Beshilik Kingdom was much weaker than expected, and along the way, there were hardly any decent counterattacks, a completely one-sided battle.

From the beginning of the expedition to the present, in less than half a month, the attack launched by the Valoran Territory quickly occupied most of the southern territory of the Bethlik Kingdom, slaughtering most of the lizardmen warriors and gnoll soldiers.

"Hey, Tristana, why am I feeling a little disappointed!" Teemo complained, turning his head to the yordle in front of him, "Um.... In my imagination, this should be a bloodbath. battle."

"Shut your mouth, if you want to taste the 347 caliber artillery in my hand!" Tristana glared at Teemo, her indifferent gaze interrupting Teemo's next words.

She is indeed a fanatical soldier, and she is not afraid of how fierce the artillery fire is. On the contrary, the pungent smell of gunpowder can make her more excited, but because of this, she knows the cruelty of war very well.

Would rather have more easy battles than face a protracted war!

However, such a smooth offensive did make Tristana a little surprised. Did the Kingdom of Bethlik give up its resistance?

In fact, judging from the past situation, the southern clan of the Beshilik Kingdom can be described as suffering many disasters.

The civil strife in the Stoke Kingdom once gave these lizardmen a certain hallucination, especially in the early stage of the war, when countless spoils were shipped to each lizardmen clan.

Until the fire of war raged, many southern lizardmen clans invaded the Blackwood Province under the leadership of the Cocker clan, and spread to the Silverpine Province, and the Valoran Territory was also affected to a certain extent.

Unfortunately, the Lizardmen underestimated this territory.

The Valoran Territory's counterattack was very violent. Kled, who rode the undead desert dragon lizard, slaughtered countless lizardmen, and the viscous blood watered the territory of Valoran Territory;

Later, Grace, the god of plague, appeared, causing the plague to ravage, causing many clans in the south to be devastated, and many small clans completely perished due to the plague;

The last was the expedition launched by the Lizardmen Temple not long ago, which recruited most of the strong Lizardmen of the southern clan.

And the final failure made countless lizards and gnolls stay in the fortress of Forsbarrow forever, the blood flowing in the barren plains, only the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled could not organize effective resistance, and their strength was unprecedentedly weak.

All in all, Valoran is now leading the offensive.