League of Legends Millennium Warlord Chapter 539

In the year 423 of the Noxian calendar, the gentle spring breeze had just left the mainland of Valoran, and the hot summer sun was hanging in the sky. A bit of burning urgency.

In the immortal fortress, most pedestrians, both men and women, are busy with their own affairs. Except for the real top dignitaries, there are few leisure people shopping in the public areas of the immortal fortress, especially those who smell the war. even more so.

In Noxus, the more at the forefront of the battlefield, the more prominent the family is. The officer who shouted 'rush for me' in his mouth will never have a bright future in his life. Soldiers and the military will only revere the bravest A fierce warrior and general, not a shrunken tortoise who only roars and directs others to charge.

More than a dozen recruiters went to various recruiting sites in villages outside the Immortal Fortress to recruit young people who were eager to make achievements on the battlefield. The vans at the recruiting sites would bring Noxian recruits to the barracks for initial training and quarterly assessments. Experience After three months of training, only those who have passed the test can be regarded as truly joining the Noxian Imperial Legion and become a glorious imperial recruit.

Every recruit will be issued with basic combat equipment by the military. Generally speaking, you can choose one of your favorite standard equipment among spears, long swords, battle axes and swords and shields, and the more precious longbow and crossbow. You need to pass a special shooter selection to be allotted,

If you have enough personal assets, you can also choose to buy or bring your own personal equipment into the military camp according to your own combat advantages. Because this method saves a part of military expenses for the empire, this part of the equipment money will be converted into a part of military merit, so that Recruits can live a little more comfortably in the life of recruits. This is also the path that noble children who have better conditions since childhood will inevitably choose. The difference between standard iron swords and hand-made custom steel swords will only be reflected in the life and death of the battlefield.

Recruits who enter the military camp to complete the second stage of training will be allocated to different imperial legions according to predetermined quotas, and then enter the third stage of the chapter run-in mode, and further specific military training will be carried out according to the different styles of different chapters. talent and legion style.

During the whole process, the cowards and incompetents can only quietly withdraw from the selection and find other ways out. The outstanding ones will become the target of the warlord's big family legion, and become the close guard or follower of some warlords and nobles. A smoother path to advancement.

A hundred years of peace has soothed the wounds brought by the war to the Noxians. Time will not allow mankind to learn anything, it will only make one thing repeat itself countless times. Only when it is in severe pain can mankind hold its heart for a short time Stop the never-ending cycle and think about the meaning of life.

At noon, a horse-drawn carriage on the horizon was driving on the boulder road, slowly approaching the ancient and heavy city. Noxus is located in the hilly and mountainous area, with many open-air quarries, and it is very convenient to mine stone resources.

Several quarries produce both white marble that can be used to build pavilions and granite that can be used to pave roads. After being cut and mixed with a certain proportion of cement, these hard stones will be paved on the main road to become the most perfect stepping stone,

In the past 100 years, Noxus has been laid and maintained by war masons for many times. The boulder road has passed through most of the major villages in Noxus, and all the capillary-like boulder roads finally merged into a gray-white The solemn avenue leads directly to the fortress of the immortal fortress.

There were other caravans or village cargo teams on the boulder road, but when they saw the rapidly approaching military carriages, they stopped on the side to make way for the military carriages.

The boulder road was funded by the military of the Noxus Empire. This heavy and hard stone road was born for the war from the very beginning. It is only an additional function for the caravan to transport goods or the people.

Because of this, Noxian soldiers have the highest right of way on the boulder road. If they are killed by a horse or a chariot without giving way to the boulder road, the 'perpetrator' does not need to bear any responsibility, not only that, When necessary, the Noxian Army will hold the deceased accountable for obstructing military operations.

Approaching the magnificent city unimpeded, the soldiers wielding horsewhips finally slowed down the speed of the car, and only stopped at the fortress pass of the immortal fortress for less than a minute. Enter the fortress and enter the immortal fortress.

Seeing that the carriage was about to reach the core area of ​​the fortress, Leander, who was wearing the Noxian General's armor, took a deep breath, shrunk his belly like a pregnant belly, and shoved the fat on his stomach into the iron belt. , moved the fat twice to confirm that it would not come out for a while, then Leander relaxed and put the pressure on the iron belt,

With the help of the attendants, he got off the carriage, and Leander walked towards the top of the fortress and found the place where the other generals in the middle level were working.

Finding a guard, Leander asked about the whereabouts of the Imperial Grand Marshal.

"It turned out to be Lord Leander... The Grand Marshal is holding a meeting at the Supreme Command. General Leander can go directly to the Supreme Command to find him."

"thanks."

Leander, who had climbed hundreds of stone steps, wiped the fat and hot sweat with a golden handkerchief. He wanted to put his hand on the shoulders of the lovely male attendant to share some of the burden for himself, but he knew that no A weak act is not allowed,

Noxians must appear as strong as steel at all times.

Leander looked at the environment where there were not many people, and reached out and patted the handsome male attendant on the shoulder.

"Lord Leander, I'm a little tired, can I rest here??"

The close-fitting male attendant, who was not blushing or panting, made a thoughtful request. The panting Leander raised his eyebrows and calmed his breath with a serious face.

"It's said that you should exercise more, but you're not obedient! Oh, forget it, you can take a rest if you want, it's not an example."

It was half an hour after he stood up, and Leander climbed up the parliament hall on the upper level of the fortress with difficulty, only to find that Marshal Burnham had gone to the fortress dungeon from another road ten minutes ago to inspect the fortress dungeon.

"Well, I just wanted to ask, is Marshal Burnham coming back today?"

Leander outside the conference hall laughed harder than he cried, and made the Noxian guard who was guarding the left side of the gate with a sullen face. Instead, the female guard with a scar on her right face looked at the legend again. Governor Vazuan in the middle, commented disdainfully.

"General Leander, your delicate skin really doesn't look like a Noxian, you're more like a lady living in a boudoir compound."

It is rare to have a rich fat man on a depressed fortress. They don't mind earning some extra money. Unfortunately, even they don't know the specific whereabouts of Marshal Burnham.

"I'm sorry, Lord Leander, the whereabouts of the Grand Marshal are top-level military secrets, so we don't know if the Grand Marshal will come back."

"Thank you, brother of the guards. It's not respectful to be careful. If you go to the pub for two drinks on a hot night, you should treat it as a treat for me."

Putting a money bag on each of them, Leander simply sat on the floor tile outside the conference hall.

"I'll just wait here for the first-class marshal."

"Of course, Lord Leander, please use it."

The male guard responded, feeling the heavy weight, and the female guard's face also had a soft sheen like a gold coin, and didn't say anything harsh.

Earning money from one's abilities and position without violating a matter of principle is nothing to be ashamed of at Noxus.

No one knows who designed the entire war fortress when the Immortal Fortress was built. It is unknown how well the designers knew about business and urban development planning, but everyone who came to the Immortal Fortress knew that the designer Must be a war freak.

There are two functional buildings with the largest number of immortal fortresses. One is the castle fortress tower that can hold a thousand-person army and houses turrets and powerful bows. The second is various dungeons and imprisonment areas. After investigation, not counting the dungeons that Noxus deliberately concealed, there are 66 dungeons placed on the bright side alone.

Most of the dungeons are located under the fortress. Dozens of dungeons are not connected to each other and are independent of each other. They are equipped with torture rooms and garrison areas. As long as there are enough logistical materials, each independent fortress can station an army of about 100 people for a long time. .

If it is subdivided, the defensive towers above each dungeon can form an independent military defense unit. No one knows the true meaning of this design, just like since San Uzul, no one can understand what it is The slaughter enthusiasm of the tyrant can make the tyrant slaughter nearly one million people on the mainland, so that the settlement of thousands of people in the next few hundred years is enough to be called a 'large power'.

No one knew or dared to name Uzul's new name, not even Burnham himself.

"My lord, this is the death row prisoner to be executed today, named Scripps."

The mottled and dimly lit dungeon was filled with the smell of blood, Burnham looked away from the ragged death row prisoner, took a breath of intoxication, and whispered to Cromwell, his confidant beside him.

"Tell me about him."

"Yes."

There was no trace of blood on his pale face, and the man with a cold voice was dressed in a luxurious black-red robe, leather high-top military boots, and a Noxus black steel single-edged rapier on his waist. He had an outstanding temperament and a handsome appearance.

Cromwell's whole person has morbid and delicate skin like the rumored vampire in the western world. The man's eye boy is a melancholy ice blue, completely different from the black and brown boy of the Lockhey clan, and he has the blood of Heidi people in the northern continent. It has been 115 years since Cromwell broke away from the rule of the Emerald Lord and joined the Noxus Immortal Fortress all the way south.

Knowing very well that the master he was serving was honing his will in a state of thirst for blood, Cromwell deliberately slowed down his speech.

"Scripps was originally the centurion of the chapter, and he has also made many achievements on the battlefield. Coupled with his heroic combat, he independently killed a scout team of the Kingdom of Gran on the southern battlefield, so he was promoted very quickly.

It wasn't until someone reported it half a month ago that it was found out that Scripps has used his position to be cronyism in recent years, covering the sky in the battle group, and taking the remains of many loyal soldiers as his own after the death of many loyal soldiers. Scripps secretly executed those who did not follow, and eleven victims have been identified so far..."

His eyes met Scripps, who raised his head, and Cromwell, who paused for a moment, saw disdain and arrogance in the man's eyes.

"Even when he came to the dungeon, Scripps never repented and often said a word to the jailer."

"What?"

As Burnham's most loyal subordinate and daredevil pioneer, Cromwell said with a natural look.

"He said: 'Nobody understands the fun of being a wife, except me.'"

"Hehe, although he deserves death, he is also an interesting person."

Burnham Darkwell motioned for Cromwell to open the door, and the tall Marshal had the same skin as Cromwell.

No one is a ghost or a ghost, this is the price of immortality.

"tell me."

His eyes were full of scarlet, and Burnham, whose throat was itchy, seemed to have seen the delicious blood flowing through the prisoner's exposed skin. Cromwell, who was on the side, drew out a metal syringe. The scaled tan pink quartz glass tans scarlet fears.

Even with the advanced alchemy of the Empire, it is difficult to make such a magic tool. This is a magical treasure that belongs to the Scarlet Order.

"Have you done so many dehumanizing things, do you still remember your oath to join the Noxian Legion?"

"Remember, of course I remember, it's like after you became this ghost, you still want to make Noxus a great empire, although I have had a good time in my life, but I will never forget my oath."

Not afraid of the imperial general who looked like a monster in front of him, Scripps grinned and said an unforgettable oath.

"For the glory of Roxy, for the eternal immortality of the fortress, I will fight blood to the end, I will fight to the death, I will carry the banner of Noxus, and sacrifice the soul of my great Noxian army with the blood of the enemy. "

"Very well, for the sake of you not forgetting the glory of Noxus~www.mtlnovel.com~ I give you the most dignified death."

The right hand with the white glove directly grabbed Scripps' neck, Burnham twisted it hard, and the sound of 'creaking' bone cracks sounded, and the man bound by the chain at the base of the wall died.

Letting go of his right hand, the death row prisoner fell at Burnham's feet, causing the master of the empire to sigh.

"He was a good soldier, but unfortunately, he couldn't control his bad crotch and killed many loyal soldiers."

"Master, very few people can restrain their desires after taking power."

Cromwell, who stabbed the needle into the chest cavity of the corpse with bare chest, performed the blood secret method to further purify the 'blood', began to pull the needle. The blood through the quartz glass flashed with crimson magic fluorescence, which looked extremely delicious.

As soon as the needle was drawn, the corpse shrank by more than half, shrunken like a mummified corpse that had been put on hold for half a year.

Aiming the needle at the side of the Imperial Grand Marshal's neck and gently piercing it, pushing the piston, the blood in the Grand Marshal's eyes faded away, and he regained his absolute sanity.

"So that's why I've always had the same great belief, Cromwell, whether it's you or me, or more Noxians, we can live in this world. There are very few things, and without a great purpose, we all lose ourselves in power and power."

The second syringe completely mummified Scripps, and Cromwell closed his eyes and gave himself a shot.

His heart echoed with the oath his father left to him, and ancient hatred flowed in his blood.

"Master, you are right. We live in this world. If we don't want to lose ourselves, we must have a great goal unforgettable. We must move forward for the goal at all costs."

Chapter end