League of Legends Millennium Warlord

In 423 A.D. of the Noxus calendar, the gentle spring breeze had just left Valoran, and the scorching summer sun was hanging in the sky. The dazzling light made the already solemn and majestic giant city more beautiful. A bit of burning urgency.

In the Immortal Fortress, most of the pedestrians, regardless of gender, are busy with their own affairs. Except for the real family members of the top dignitaries, few leisure people go shopping in the public area of ​​the Immortal Fortress, especially when they smell the smell of war. Even more so.

In Noxus, those who rush to the forefront of the battlefield tend to have more prominent family backgrounds. Officers who yell "Go to me" will never have a bright future in their lives. Soldiers and the military will only respect the bravest Soldiers and generals, rather than a turtle who only roars and directs others to charge.

More than a dozen conscription officers went to various conscription points in the villages outside the Immortal Fortress to recruit young people who aspired to make achievements on the battlefield. The vans at the conscription points would bring the Noxian recruits to the barracks for initial training and quarterly assessments. After a three-month training, only those who pass the test can be regarded as truly joining the Noxus Empire Legion and becoming an honorable recruit of the Empire.

Every recruit will be provided with basic combat equipment by the military department. Generally speaking, you can choose one of your favorite standard equipment among long spears, long swords, battle axes, and sword shields. The more precious longbows and crossbows You need to go through a special selection of shooters before they can be distributed.

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

The recruits who enter the barracks and complete the second stage of training will be assigned to different imperial legions according to the predetermined quota, and then enter the third stage of the war group running-in mode, and further specific military training will be carried out according to the different styles of different war groups, and they will try their best to develop their own skills. talent and legionary style.

During the whole process, the cowardly and incompetent can only withdraw from the selection and look for other ways out. The outstanding ones will become the targets of the warlords' big family legions, and become the close bodyguards or followers of certain warlord nobles. A smoother path to promotion.

A hundred years of peace has soothed the wounds brought to the Noxus by the war. Time will not allow humans to learn anything, but will only allow one thing to repeat itself countless times. Only when they are in severe pain can humans hold their hearts for a short time Stop the never-ending cycle of repetition and think about the meaning of life.

At noon, a carriage on the horizon was slowly approaching the ancient and heavy city on the boulder road. Noxus is located in hilly mountains and has many open-air quarries, which are very convenient for mining stone resources.

Multiple quarries produce not only white marble that can be used to build pavilions, but also granite that can be used to pave roads. After cutting and mixing a certain proportion of cement for paving, these hard stones will be paved on the main road to become the most perfect stepping stones,

In a hundred years, Noxus has been laid by war masons and maintained many times. The boulder road has penetrated most of the main villages in Noxus. All the capillary-like boulder roads finally merged into a gray-white road The majestic avenue leading to the Immortal Fortress.

There are other caravans or village cargo convoys on the boulder road, but when they see the military carriages approaching rapidly, they stop at the side to make way for the military carriages.

The Great Stone Road was funded by the military of the Noxus Empire. This heavy and hard stone road was born for war from the very beginning, and it was only an additional function for caravans to transport goods or provide convenience to the people.

Because of this, Noxus soldiers enjoy the highest level of right of way on the boulder road, and if they are killed by horses or chariots on the boulder road without giving way, the 'perpetrator' does not need to bear any responsibility, not only that, When necessary, the Noxian military will hold the dead responsible for obstructing military operations.

All the way unimpeded approaching the majestic giant city, the soldiers waving horsewhip finally slowed down the speed of the vehicle, and only stopped for less than a minute at the fortress pass of the Immortal Fortress. Entered the fortress, entered the Immortal Fortress.

Seeing that the carriage was about to reach the core area of ​​the fortress, Leander, who was wearing the Noxus general's armor, took a deep breath, contracted his belly like a pregnant belly, and stuffed the fat on his stomach into the iron belt , moved the fat twice to confirm that it would not pop out for a while, then Leander relaxed, putting the pressure on the iron belt,

With the help of the entourage, Leander got off the carriage, walked up the fortress, and found the place where the other generals in the middle were working.

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

"It turned out to be Lord Leander... The Generalissimo is having a meeting at the Supreme Command, and General Leander can go directly to the Supreme Command to find him."

"Thanks."

Leander, who had climbed hundreds of stone steps, wiped his greasy sweat with a gold silk towel. He really wanted to put his hands on the shoulders of his lovely male servant to share some of the burden for himself, but he knew that in any building in the Immortal Bastion No act of weakness is allowed,

At all times, Noxians must appear as strong as steel.

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

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

The personal servant, who was not blushing and not panting, made the request intimately. Leander, who was panting, raised his eyebrows and calmed his breathing with a serious face. It seemed that he did not seem to be the party that needed defense at night.

"I told you to exercise more, but you are disobedient! Oh, forget it, if you want to rest, you can take a rest, it's not an example."

After standing up for half an hour, Leander struggled to climb up to the parliament hall on the upper floor of the fortress, only to find that Marshal Burnham had gone to the dungeon of the fortress by another road ten minutes ago for inspection.

"Well, I just want to ask, is Generalissimo Burnham still coming back today?"

Leander outside the conference hall smiled uglier than crying, and made the Noxus guard who stood sullenly on the left side of the gate amused, but the female guard with a scar on her right cheek re-examined the legend Governor Vazuan in the middle commented disdainfully.

"General Leander, your delicate skin really doesn't look like a Noxus, you are more like a lady living in a deep boudoir."

It's rare to have a rich and fat man in the depressing fortress, and they don't mind making some extra money, but unfortunately even they don't know the specific whereabouts of Generalissimo Burnham.

"I'm sorry, Lord Leander, the generalissimo's whereabouts are the highest level of military secrets, so we don't know whether the generalissimo will come back."

"Thank you, Brother Guard, a little care is not enough to pay respects, so if you go to a tavern for a drink on a hot night, consider it my treat."

After stuffing a money bag into each of them, Liandel simply sat on the floor tiles outside the conference hall.

"I'll just wait here for the Generalissimo."

"Of course, Lord Leander, please."

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

Making money on one's own ability and position without violating principles is nothing to be ashamed of in Noxus.

...

No one knows who designed the entire War Fortress when the Immortal Fortress was established. It is unknown how much the designer knew about business and urban development planning, but everyone who came to the Immortal Fortress knows that the designer Must be a war madman.

There are two types of functional buildings with the largest number of immortal fortresses. One is the castle fortress tower that can hold a thousand-man army, with turrets and strong bows and crossbows. The other is various dungeons and prison areas. Architecture scholars once deliberately After investigation, not counting the dungeons that Noxus deliberately hid, there are sixty-six dungeons placed on the surface.

Most of the dungeons are located under the fortress. Dozens of dungeons are not connected to each other and are independent. They are equipped with torture rooms and garrison areas. As long as there are enough logistics materials, each independent castle can be stationed for a long-term army of about 100 people. .

If subdivided, the defense towers above each dungeon can form an independent military defense unit. No one knows the true meaning of this design, just like after Sarn Uzul, no one can understand what is going on. The killing enthusiasm 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, and no one dared to say Uzur's new name, not even Burnham himself.

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

The mottled and dark dungeon was filled with the smell of blood. Burnham looked away from the ragged death row prisoner, took a breath intoxicated, and whispered to his confidant Cromwell 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 wearing a luxurious black-red robe, leather high-top military boots on his feet, and a Noxus black steel single-edged rapier on his waist. He had an outstanding temperament and a handsome appearance.

Cromwell has sick and delicate skin like the rumored vampires in the western world. The man's eyes are melancholy ice blue, which is completely different from the dark brown pupils of the Roxie clan. He has the blood of Heidi from the northern continent. It has been one hundred and fifteen years since Cromwell broke away from the rule of the Emerald Neck and went all the way south to join the Immortal Fortress of Noxus.

Knowing that the master he was serving was honing his will in a bloodthirsty state, Cromwell deliberately slowed down his speech.

"Scripps was originally the centurion of the battle group. He also made many achievements on the battlefield. Coupled with his bravery in combat, he independently beheaded a scout team of the Kingdom of Granville 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 had used his position in recent years to be nepotism, to cover up the sky in the battle group, and to kill many loyal soldiers and take the widows of the soldiers as his own. All the servants were secretly executed by Scripps, and eleven victims have been identified so far..."

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

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

"What words."

As Burnham's most loyal subordinate and pioneer of daring to die, Cromwell spoke naturally.

"He said: 'No one understands the joys of being a wife, except me.'"

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

Burnham Darkwill signaled Cromwell to open the cell door, and the tall generalissimo had the same skin as Cromwell.

Humans are not ghosts or ghosts, this is the price of immortality.

"tell me."

His eyes were filled with scarlet, and Burnham, who had a itchy throat, seemed to have seen the delicious blood flowing through the exposed skin of the prisoner. Cromwell at the side pulled out a metal syringe, and the side of the syringe The graduated pale pink quartz glass softens the scarlet fear.

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

"You who have done so many dehumanizing things, do you still remember your oath to join the Noxus Legion?"

"Remember, of course I remember, it's like after you become this ghost, you still want to make Noxus a great empire. Although I have enjoyed it in my life, I will never forget it My oath."

Not afraid of the monster-like general in front of him, Scripps, who had long been determined to die, grinned and made an unforgettable oath.

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

"Very well, for the sake of not forgetting the glory of Noxus, I will give you the most honorable death."

The right hand in the white glove directly grabbed Scripps' neck, and Burnham twisted it hard, and there was a "creaking" bone cracking sound, and the man bound by the iron chain at the base of the wall died.

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

"He is a good soldier, but unfortunately, he couldn't control his rotten crotch, which killed many loyal soldiers."

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

Piercing the needle into the chest cavity of the corpse with its bare chest, Cromwell, who used the blood secret method to further purify the 'hemoglobin', began to pull the needle, and the blood shone through the quartz glass with crimson magic fluorescence, which looked extremely delicious.

After the needle was drawn out, more than half of the body shrank, like a mummy that had been left alone for half a year.

Aim the needle at the side of the Imperial Generalissimo's neck and pierce gently, push the piston, all the blood in the Generalissimo's eyes faded away, and he regained his absolute sanity.

"So that's why I have to always uphold 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 entitlement."

The second syringe mummified Scripps so thoroughly that Cromwell closed his eyes and injected himself.

His heart echoed the oath his father left him, and the 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 an unforgettable great goal. We must move forward for the goal, at all costs."