League of Legends Invades Another World Chapter 477

The fortress of Fosbarro, a biting cold wind rushes into the sky.

Once the strongest military fortress in the Blackwood Province, tens of thousands of human lives were buried in the plunder wars launched by the Lizardmen, which became the source of plague.

Fate goes round and round, and now it has become a gathering place for the Koker tribe, with flags fluttering and horns in all directions, and there are walking lizardmen and jackal soldiers everywhere.

As far as I can see, the fortress can still be seen lingering in ruin, but after repairing it, the collapsed city walls and watchtowers have been rebuilt, giving a vague glimpse of the former majestic appearance.

In the center of the fortress, felt tents are densely dotted.

North Cocker, the old shaman leaned over the case, and carefully studied the map of the Blackwood Province, with a bright red line running straight into the hinterland from Silverpine Province.

The lizardman scouts represented by the scattered green flags struggled to sustain themselves in the endless spreading offensive.

"What's going on recently? Why is Valoran's offensive suddenly fierce?" North murmured in a low voice, and the bloodshot eyes in his eyes told of his recent upside-down life.

Doubts emerge in my heart, but more are powerless.

The elite camouflage scouts of the Koker tribe suffered heavy losses in the previous scout confrontation and suffered extremely tragic losses.

Winter frost, scarlet light, mechanical bombs, and roaring explosions that sounded from the night.

The memory fragments rolled in his mind, North squinted his eyes halfway, and the situation of the night's confrontation emerged in the muddy pupils.

A human-like intelligent life resembling a dwarf dwarf, possessing power no less than that of a lizardman scout, and even stronger. After the explosion like a fireworks display, the tail chased and killed the routted camouflage scout wantonly.

Click! Click! Click!

The sound of hurried footsteps sounded outside the tent, interrupting North's thoughts, looking up at the fur curtain, and looking at the captain of the guard, his armor still stained with blood.

"What happened?" North trembled in his heart, and asked in a deep voice.

"Master North, I went to hand over the scout job on time today, but I was intercepted halfway through." The captain of the guard murmured, his voice hoarse, full of powerlessness.

"The hundred-member team that went, only a dozen of them fled back."

"High probability... the returning scout team will be wiped out..."

Spitting out a mouthful of blood, the captain of the guard looked at the tribal shaman in front of him with a very sad expression: "How long shall we hold on? The military strength of the Valoran collar is completely beyond our expectations."

"I have lost my eyes and ears. There is no complete army of scouts in the tribe, all scattered outside, and scouts return to the embrace of our lord Samuel at all times."

North got up, walked to the captain of the guard, stared at the tired eyes and the scarred strong body, and was silent.

"Wait, wait! The tribe can still support... the war in the southeast direction is about to end."

The news of the defeat of the aristocratic coalition of the Stoke Kingdom has already reached the Koker tribe, and the dawn of victory is imminent. As long as it waits for Limontanlu to be broken, even if the legend behind Valoran takes a shot, it will not pose a threat.

Opening the fur curtain, North walked out of the tent and saw that the atmosphere in the fortress was slightly depressed. This was the consequence of continuous failure.

He also wanted to change the current situation, but Valoran didn't give a chance at all, especially those elite and short humanoid intelligent beings.

"May Samuel Anya bless the Koker tribe!"

North slightly raised his head and looked at the dark night. The dim stars were hidden behind the dark clouds. Gradually, a little white fluffy flocks fell from the clouds.

"This is... snowing?" North first hesitated, then his expression changed and he laughed wildly.

"Haha, it's snowing! It's snowing!"

The snow blocked the offensive, and the Koker tribe rekindled hope.

The night was dim, and crystal snowflakes fell from the sky rustling, but after a while, white traces could be seen on the plain ground.

Quinn gently stretched out his left hand, the snow falling on the palm of his hand melted slowly, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

She looked at the Fortress of Fosbero. A dozen Lizardmen and Gnoll soldiers were making fire in the open space around the walls, chewing on **** flesh and blood.

Now it is time to watch, they are replenishing their strength for the upcoming guard.

Snow flew, and Quinn watched the movements of these soldiers, gently raising the crossbow in his hand.

In war, a small mistake can cost a team all their lives, and the Lizardman and Jackal soldiers in front of them have already made a big mistake.

But Quinn was not in a hurry and was patient.

The fourth commandment: Grinding but not phosphorus, Nirvana but not embarrassment.

In the field of vision, the camouflage scout of an important soldier Lizardman was still missing.

In the continuous scout wars, although the camouflage scouts suffered heavy losses at the beginning, their strength was recognized by Teemo, and they were very good scouts.

Huhu!

Suddenly, snow flakes were blown by the cold wind.

In the corner of the city wall, in the dark shadows, snowflakes fell, and faint ripples swayed.

A slightly shorter lizardman soldier appeared, as if he had noticed the exposure, moved gently, hiding in the floating snow, and quietly disappeared.

"Got you."

Quinn smiled slightly, even if the camouflage scout was once again integrated with the surrounding environment, she believed that her partner Hualuo had already marked him.

Looking up at the sky, a dark blue figure hides the clouds.

"The Fifth Commandment: Wait for the opportunity and act decisively!"

With the help of starlight, Quinn crawled on the ground, gently raised his right hand, clenched it into a fist, and made a slight circle, indicating that an attack could be arranged.

She knew Timo in the back must be able to see clearly.

However, in a short while, the plain outside the fortress city, a shadowy figure gradually appeared, intertwined with the white snow on the ground, and filled with a murderous atmosphere.

"Sixth Commandment: Let's fight together, make a quick fight!"

intrusion!

Intrusion: Quinn fought alongside her partner, the high-mobility Falcon Valor.

Hualuo will periodically mark the enemy as vulnerable for a certain period of time. Quinn's first normal attack on vulnerable targets will cause additional physical damage.

The golden rays of light bloomed in Quinn's eyes, like the eyes of an eagle, firmly locked in the camouflage scout that blended with the environment, and the pale golden light circle filled the void.

Quinn got up, rushed forward quickly, and raised his left hand as he approached the camp.

The silver-white reambow pointed at the camouflage scout far away.

Hum!

A faint sound of breaking through the air sounded, and a black crossbow arrow straddled the snowy ground straight into the head of the camouflage scout.

The green blood splashed, soaking into the hidden figure, and then immediately fell to the ground without a sound.

Supporting the ground with his right hand, Quinn rolled forward, and then the second and third crossbow arrows penetrated the chests of the lizardman soldiers around the campfire.

The remaining lizardman soldiers and jackal soldiers reacted quickly, wanting to shout loudly, but didn't want to. Not far behind them, soldiers of the main ship scout team appeared.

Blowing arrows and exploding, harvesting life like a **** of death, cold and merciless.

Boom!

Quinn knelt to aim, and the silver-white reambow shot a sharp arrow, pierced into the back of the Jackal soldier while fleeing, and penetrated from the chest.

With a bang, the jackal soldier fell forward and lost all the breath of life.

"It's over." Quinn knelt motionlessly, carefully paying attention to the movement under the city wall, making sure that there were no hidden camouflage scouts nearby, she stood up until the sound of snowflakes fluttering in her ears remained.

"Clean up the battlefield!"

Sniffing the stench of blood in the air~www.mtlnovel.com~ Quinn frowned slightly, took out a small medicine bottle from her waist, and threw it on the ground.

A faint green smoke rose up, and in a moment, the smell of blood in the air disappeared.

The product from the Zuan alchemy technology research team is suitable for small-scale battles to eliminate the traces of the post-war.

And this battlefield, which has ended, is just a corner of the scene of the Fortress of Forsbaero taking place at this moment, but because it is the leader of Quinn, it ends very quickly.

Along the gloomy night, overlooking the city wall with snow fluttering.

The dim starlight shining, the sudden blow of arrows, and the shimmering **** dagger interweave a **** picture.

In the picture, the soldiers of the Kockel tribe are dying and struggling, and their desperate noise is engulfed in the cold wind, and disappears with the crystal snow.

Unconsciously, the **** battle has gradually spread from the city wall to the city gate and watchtower area, and even penetrated deeper.

Chapter end

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