League of Legends Millennium Warlord

In the middle of the Goriel Mountains, north of the village of Beinor, the northernmost frontier of the Noxus Pioneering Chapter, a new gathering place.

A detached wooden house outside the camp.

"Horrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrstd-tutututu!"

The muffled sound echoed in his ears, Kled opened his eyes in a daze, and his nose was filled with the unique fart smell of female lizards. Obviously, this beast just released her invisible farts to himself.

"Stupid thing, I don't remember that I fed you beans, did you steal it from me again?"

Skarl shook his head, opened his innocent eyes, and licked the yordle's furry face.

"Okay, don't play tricks, do you think I'll let you go because of your deliberate pleas?"

"Grumpy? Huh?"

Just when he was thinking about how to punish the female lizard who disturbed his sleep with poison gas, Kled found that the scales on Skar's body and the scales under his neck suddenly stood up, and his eyes were horrified.

Generally speaking, there is only one case for this timid and humble beast to do so.

"A stranger came?"

With no sleepiness at all, Skarl took out his beloved big axe from under the bed and patted the female lizard on the head.

"You're just waiting here, I-"

"Kill!!!"

Kled was startled by the Freljord's killing shouts outside the cabin, and it also made him less time to talk nonsense.

The yordle sneered and mounted the trembling Sgar.

"It seems that the group of Freljorders from the north are calling. Don't they know that this is Uncle Kled's territory? I didn't go to them, but they came."

Kicking Skar's flank with his heel, Kled showed a crazy smile.

"Come on, I'm going to make this bunch of idiots understand what **** off an insomniac yordle really means... ah!"

The terrified dragon lizard smashed through the wooden wall with one blow, but the yordle's big head was blocked by the wall board and hung straight on the upper part of the gap in the wooden wall, along with his beloved big axe.

Kled's head was embedded in the groove in half of the wooden wall, and half of his body swayed in the air, kicking his calf, looking very funny.

The dragon lizard has come out, but Wang Ying is not in sight.

"Cowardly. Woman..."

"Ohh Ohh ohh……"

The horn of the Noxian Legion reverberated in the night sky. Unfortunately, the Noxians who were attacked by night lost their organization because they were too scattered. Barbarian invasion and slaughter.

The war situation is getting more and more corrupt, Noxus is showing signs of decline, and the military is shaken.

The tribal leader Noslit, who was in charge of commanding the battle group, was completely panicked. Under the protection of his guards, he pulled out the Noxian long sword in his hand and shouted hoarsely, and soon regrouped dozens of people.

"Move towards me! The whole team moves towards me!!!"

The raging flames of the grease torch ignited the camp. Before the terrified Noxians could recover, under the night, an ice-blue magic light suddenly erupted, and the cold wind and ice repel the stubborn resistance. More than a dozen Noxian warriors, three of whom were unable to hide, were directly transformed into three human-shaped ice sculptures, and the Freljordians who were chasing after them smashed them into frozen meat with iron hammers.

Noslit watched blankly as the strong woman with silver braids jumped down from the wild boar and held up the battle axe, with a bad premonition in her heart.

What is she going to do?

"Freeze! Pierce!!!"

After the majestic battle cry, the war mother Yelena slashed **** the ground with her Zhenbing two-handed axe. Under the guidance of Zhenbing, the long-condensed ice elements suddenly concentrated, and the light blue magic ice marks moved quickly along the ground. , burst out in the Noxian formation, the ice element burst,

The several-meter-long thorn-shaped icicle that rose from the ground easily pierced the proud iron armor of the Noxians. The hedgehog-shaped icicle pierced the hearts of many Noxians, and the corpses were high. Hanging on the ice thorn, the dark red blood spilled on the beautiful dark blue ice edge, looking a bit desolate and sad.

Seeing the Freljord's ice magic so terrifying, Noxian morale plummeted, and soldiers began to flee.

"The mother of war is victorious! The mother of war is victorious!"

Jelena was bathed in the praises and shouts of the warriors of the tribe, holding up the True Ice Battle Axe with a grim expression on her face.

"Kill these Noxians!!! Take everything they have! Not a single one!!!"

"Kill!!!"

Seeing that the defeat was set, Northlett was sent to the horse by his loyal guards in a daze.

"Sir, let's go, we can buy you some time."

"No, it shouldn't be like this... By the way, what about the yordle dwarf that Jade brought?"

"Sir, now is not the time to think about this, let's go! Report the situation here to General Ultraman!"

Seeing that Noslit was still leaving, the guards were also a little anxious, but the Freljords were moving too fast, and they had lost the chance to stab the horse and let the horse forcibly escape the battlefield.

"Noxian cowards, do you really think you can escape?"

Some Freljords raised their weapons and approached the guards who were fighting, sneering.

"The warriors of our tribe have already surrounded this place, and there are troll warriors waiting outside. None of you can escape~www.novelmt.com~ You have to die here."

Just when the barbarian warrior was about to say something, a tyrannical cry came from a distance.

"Admiral Kled of the Noxian Emerald Cavalry is here!!!

Stupid Freljord! You will regret your stupidity! "

The Freljord warriors looked at each other in disbelief.

Cavalry Admiral Kled?

In a one-sided battle situation, which idiot who can't see the situation has the courage to say such a thing?

Isn't he afraid that he can't survive or die because of his words?

A dwarf figure gradually appeared in the darkness, a single-edged axe that was half a person's height was carried by the dwarf on his shoulders, the scarlet one-eyed radiated a crazy light, and the furry body and the funny little man. hat……

A yordle one-eyed?

General of the cavalry?

Where's your horse?

"Hahahaha!!!! Noxus needs a yordle to help them fight!!!"

"My dwarf, where is your horse? Where did you die? Oh, forget it, your horse is under my **** now~ Look at it, Lord Admiral, this is how your horse is used, hehehe~"

"Hey, don't be scared, you see how many people's face is difficult, hey, I am still angry, so terrible hahaha !!!!"

The barbarian warriors present laughed heartily, and the mocking laughter made the yordle's face even colder by three points.

In the rage and madness, Kled has forgotten everything, forgot his yordle identity, forgot that he still has a cowardly dragon lizard, and forgot his agreement with the emerald lord Lester...

At this moment, he just wanted to use his big axe to open the skull of every Freljord.

So, Clay began to charge.