After all, the rain didn't fall, and it couldn't come.
Morris pulled out the short knife from the tree trunk, and the broken snake head fell from the tree with a snap and fell into the pile of leaves. The next moment, it was put into the pocket of a soldier carrying a big bag, and he didn't mind that it was not dry yet. The soldiers grabbed the still-moving snake heads and bodies and put them into the bag without fear of being bitten by the poisonous snakes that were not dead.
Morris looked away from the tall and dense tree crown and breathed a sigh of relief.
Even if you can't see the climate changing again, you can tell that the dark clouds have receded from the environment that has become brighter than before, just like the depths of the quiet forest are once again glowing with life.
It had been several hours since they entered the Silent Forest. In the complex environment of the dense forest, the soldiers seemed a little tired, and a few unlucky ones were bitten by hidden poisonous insects and almost died.
Fortunately, the poisoned person was saved by the antidote herbs that had been prepared. These antidote herbs were prepared by the Night Blade Killer in advance, and many of them could be picked in time in the dense forest.
"Lord Morris, how far is it from the Black Stone Forest?"
Even the most hard-working soldiers can't withstand the dangerous environment of the dense forest, let alone the swordsmen wearing armor and holding long swords and iron shields.
"May I have your name?"
Morris observed the environment and asked without looking back.
"Sir, my name is Sweet. Not long after I joined the Black Iron Guard of Noxus, I participated in the mine battle in the Silver Mountains and killed three stinky rats!"
The soldier's tone was somewhat proud.
Naturally, he knew there was something in the closed mine of Shuiyin Mountain. Morris suddenly turned his head and looked at Sweet calmly.
"If you were asked to enter the mine to fight alone, would you dare?"
Sweet froze, and the image of overwhelming red-skinned rats suddenly appeared in his mind, and then he quickly shook his head.
Just kidding, in a war involving hundreds of people, why would you go in and fight the rats alone?
"I dare."
Turning his head again, Morris said calmly without looking back.
"So you ask fewer questions and do more things, because people who are better than you don't have as many questions as you. Talking too much nonsense will only make people think that you are an incompetent person."
After being choked by Morris, Sweet didn't dare to refute, so he continued on his way in a dull tone.
Looking away from her companions, the spearman Alice sighed.
She didn't think that kind of battle was anything to be proud of. Her companion always seemed to think that the magical victory obtained with the life of his companion was her own credit.
It is indeed glorious to fight to the death against the evil rats, but this should not be an experience to show off to others, not to mention, it is Lord Meredith's magic that ultimately determines the victory.
There was no words along the way, and everyone walked to a place where the terrain became lower. A night blade killer ran from a distance and whispered to Morris in a low voice.
"There is a large group of jungle cat demons in front of the Black Stone Forest. There are about thirty or so of them. We alone cannot solve them."
"You continue to explore, leave the cat demon to me."
After finishing his instructions, Morris turned around and said solemnly to the soldiers.
"The Tenth Commander listened to the order and formed a defensive counterattack formation as a team. There are more than thirty jungle cat demons in front, ready to fight!"
Holding the spear in her hand tightly, Alice's gaze became more determined.
No matter how difficult it is ahead, one day, she will stand beside the Lord again and use her life to defend the safety of the Lord.
…
The meeting hall of the Immortal Fortress.
Standar was discussing with the other tribal leaders the military structure and ownership of Noxus.
Before the battle of Tano Village, other tribes still had doubts about whether the Roxy clan could gain a foothold in the Immortal Fortress. Unexpectedly, an ancient remnant came out of nowhere and defeated the Beheaded Bandits. Miraculously, The land successfully defeated the two major tribes of the Mostak barbarians and the Ubol barbarians who moved south.
As a result, the Roxy clan successfully became the sole owner of the Immortal Fortress, and the other barbarian tribes lost their qualifications to compete. In addition, the Black Rose, the secret society of the Immortal Fortress, reached a secret agreement with the Roxy clan, which made it even more difficult. Let the Roxy clan become the confirmed rulers of the immortal fortress.
They didn't want to be liquidated or continue to be marginalized. Seeing that the big family of Noxus was getting stronger and stronger, the leaders of the small tribes who were just behind the scenes began to think about how to manage the soldiers of their respective tribes and how to fight for more for their tribes. There are many interests, and these still need to be brought to fruition at the negotiation table in the conference room.
"Everyone, we all have our own clansmen and our own warriors. Think about it for yourself. Anyone who lets a stranger command his warriors will not have a sense of trust, right?"
The person who spoke was the great elder of the Stubborn Stone Tribe. In order to replace the patriarch who suddenly suffered a stroke after sleeping all night and became unable to walk independently, he had to bite the bullet and express his opinion.
Maybe you can consider it when you go back and let the patriarch who suffered a stroke become poisoned and become a patriarch who is 'unable to survive independently'.
"So even if we join Noxus, we still need to maintain our own military tradition. Conquest and glory are the greatest spirits of Noxus. We also have the same desire for conquest and glory. Spiritually we are the same. We will fight side by side for this, then we are our own people, we are all Noxians,
Therefore, I don’t think it is necessary to unify the army. This is not conducive to management and will also lose the military tradition of our stubborn tribe. Then on the issue of tribes, I suggest that each tribe divides itself into a piece of itself in the Immortal Fortress. area of management so that conflicts do not arise. "
After completely listening to the opinions of the elder of the Nugget Tribe, Standal's right eyelid twitched. He always felt that the middle-aged twin-tailed man sitting opposite him regarded him as their clan leader.
Perhaps a proper funeral should be arranged for this great elder, the kind with an idiot inscribed on the tombstone.
"Let's not talk about the issue of tribal autonomy. If you say that the military tradition of the stubborn tribe is 'like a stone that fights tenaciously', I can understand your opinion of wanting to preserve the military tradition, but your military tradition seems to be ' Throw the stones in your hand at the enemy. Why do you keep this? Are you looking for the enemy to throw stones?"
After being choked by Standal, the elder of the Stubborn Stone tribe turned red in the face and slapped the table hard. His two ponytails were raised up and down. The man explained angrily.
"The reason why we threw stones before was because we didn't have enough iron tools! A knife is more practical for the tribe to cut flesh than to chop people! Isn't it that we joined Noxus just to... have weapons? Why do we continue to throw stones? You are using strong words!"
The quarrel grew louder and louder.
Outside the half-open door of the conference room, Nadarz retracted his half-step, patted his smooth forehead, and turned to leave.
"It seems like I haven't been to the eldest wife's side for a long time. A real man can't treat one thing favorably while another..."
