After the fierce battle during the day, no matter it was the Noxian army, the Mostak or the Ubol barbarians, it was very uncomfortable.
Originally thought that the advantage of a large number of people would be enough to smooth out the equipment gap with the Roxy tribe, but the barbarian soldiers never expected that in the war between mortals, several terrible mages would come to the battlefield and release orders one by one. The magic of despair.
The cold wind falling from the sky, the rock spikes rising from the ground, the high walls built in the sky, and the demonic whispers that are terrifying and confusing...
This is a power that transcends swords, bows and crossbows, a power that belongs to extraordinary beings, and a forbidden power that belongs to mages.
Mortals simply cannot compete with such extraordinary power.
At first, they thought that the rune war in the south was not terrible, but after experiencing the baptism of magic, the barbarian soldiers understood how terrifying the power of runes could be in allowing mages to escape.
Fortunately, the barbarian captain can also see that the power of those terrible extraordinary beings is not infinite. They just stop and rest for a while after releasing a few spells. In this case, many captives will be used to consume the casters. It is not impossible to win with their strength, not to mention that there are not many Noxians left and they can no longer withstand the consumption of numbers.
Out of this thought, even though they had just had a quarrel, neither the Mostak Barbarian Clan Chief nor the Ubol Barbarian Clan Chief tacitly chose to withdraw their troops, waiting for the final battle tomorrow.
Moore understood that from beginning to end, the lustful Uris only wanted the benefits.
After defeating the Noxian army on the frontal battlefield, as long as they go south and capture the Immortal Fortress, it will be worth the sacrifice. The losses suffered can also be replenished by plundering the Roxy tribe.
For the Noxian army, this was a cruel war destined to sacrifice many people.
They may rely on their tenacity and unyielding will and momentum to win, but only a few people will survive. Most of them will sleep at the foot of the Gorel Mountains and turn into a pile of withered bones.
The absolute disadvantage in numbers is a shortcoming that cannot be filled by magic and equipment. What's more, under the continuous battles, the loss of weapons and armor can no longer be ignored, and there are fewer and fewer arrows and crossbows. Even the black key to victory is The members of the Rose Mage Group are also somewhat out of touch, and it is difficult to continue to fight without any gaps.
In the mage's own words, the body can swallow magic countless times, but mental fatigue cannot be recovered by meditation, and can only be relaxed with time.
This means that the magical support from the ten mages will only become less and less, and the Noxian soldiers understand that behind them, except for the Noxian expeditionary force composed of the old, weak, sick and disabled, In addition, there will be no further support.
As for the Noxian Expeditionary Force, which had just repelled the notorious Beheaded Bandits on the west side of the Gorel Mountains, even if they were good at fighting, it would be difficult to catch up with them if they had to bypass the mountains. A brutal offensive and defensive battle,
Therefore, even Brent, who had just contacted Lester, did not hold out any hope for the reinforcements led by this stranger he had never met before. He could only hope that tomorrow's mage could cast more spells to let his soldiers Reduce some damage.
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The night wind was brisk. On a mountainside at the northern foot of the Gorel Mountains, Lester, who was leading the army through the Gorel Mountains, looked down at the place where he had made arrangements.
The brightly lit tent area is divided into two large areas with obvious dividing lines. There are two particularly conspicuous large tents in the two large tent areas. Looking at the ant-sized barbarian guards outside the large tents, Lester jumped out. Down.
“I’m going to do my old job again.”
After being brought into the tent by Uris, Ji Si knelt on the ground with tears in her eyes, her face full of despair.
"Lord Uris, please let me go! It's okay to let me be your slave girl! Don't hand me over to your men, okay?"
Looking at the beautiful woman in front of him, Uris showed no pity for her and directly kicked her down, causing Jisi to roll twice.
"Bah! You, a woman from the Mostak tribe, want to be my slave girl? Do you know how many people from my Ubol clan have died because of your clan leader's stupidity?
Since that incompetent old ghost Moore sent you here just to use you as an apology product, do you still want to be picky as an apology product?
Don't worry, we men of the Ubol clan are not as cowardly as your men of the Mostak clan. We never give away women because we can be satisfied ourselves. "
Grabbing the woman from the Mostak tribe who was kicked to the ground by him, Uris grinned, showing some big yellow teeth.
"You are still a virgin, stay with me today, and go with my brothers tomorrow to give birth to more babies for the Ubol tribe. This is your only mission for the rest of your life..."
"Plop..."
There was the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground outside the tent. Uris frowned and turned around to look.
The barbarian soldiers guarding the entrance of the tent had disappeared.
"Uk? Uk?"
No one responded.
Throwing Jisi away, Uris pulled out the long sword from his waist and was on guard. Just as he was about to shout loudly to call his tribe, a crossbow arrow shot from behind and went straight into the back of Uris's head, tearing Uris apart. of the brainstem.
Jisi's face was covered with Uris's blood, but the woman covering her mouth did not scream in fear, but instead felt a sense of happiness that she had been saved.
The crossbow pointed at the woman was put down. Lester walked into the tent and looked at the woman covered in blood on the ground strangely. He thought she was petrified, but upon closer inspection he found that was not the case. The woman was actually very calm. , there is no fear in the eyes that look at him, just a bit of prayer.
"who is he?"
"Uris, the leader of the Ubol tribe."
"Who are you?"
"My name is Jisi, an abandoned son of the Mostak tribe, a poor woman abandoned by the tribe."
"Are not you afraid?"
Jisi looked carefully at the handsome man in front of her, who was as handsome as a god, and nodded.
"I'm scared, but I understand that fear is useless. If you wanted to kill me, I would be dead now."
Looking at the woman in front of him, Lester smiled.
"You lied. Instead of being afraid, you were actually very excited, because you knew I would not kill you, because you were valuable, because you knew you could lead the way for me and let me kill your clan leader... your clan leader. Have you been abandoned?"
Jisi looked at Lester in surprise, knelt down on the ground, and knocked her head down hard, leaving a bloody mark.
"Jiss shouldn't have deceived you, please forgive me!"
Helping the woman up and staring at the beautiful oval face in front of her, Lester whispered.
"You're very interesting. My name is Lester. Would you like to come with me?"
Ji Si nodded without hesitation. "Yes, thank you sir for taking me in."
"If you want to come with me, bring Uris's sword and I'll teach you how to kill."
"Yes, my lord."
"Jiss, the master is so unpleasant. You are still young. Please call me brother Lester."
"Okay, Lester...Brother...Brother..."
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