Chapter 29 Black, Moonlight, Lion

Hongshi Forest——

The Seventeenth Legion of Noxus, this legion is nicknamed the Cannon Fodder Legion by many nobles in Noxus, because the soldiers of this legion have lost their means of survival in the slums and can only be forced to join the army. Sass.

A group of people who were so hungry that they could not stand still picked up their weapons, and then went to the battlefield and became soldiers of Noxus after just three months of training in the military camp.

In the words of the chief, no matter how much you learn, it is better to experience it yourself. Children of Noxus will not be afraid of death. Dedicate everything you have to Noxus.

But what is the actual situation?

This is just raising gu, the capable ones are selected to join other legions, while the weak ones will only die on the battlefield.

But because of this slogan, fifteen-year-old Leo came to the battlefield. He imagined that one day he would become famous on the battlefield, so that his brother, who had a broken leg and was still working as a craftsman, could relax.

Wearing armor that didn't fit his figure, which he ripped off from the body of a dead man, under the large helmet was Leo's dirty and immature face.

"Why not just kill those Demacians? We have surrounded them, should we let them enter the Freljord?"

"What are you talking about? Entering the Freljord, with the equipment they have, they will freeze to death the night they enter the Freljord. No, why are you worried about this? This is a task from above. We Just listen and listen.”

"Captain, I really envy Demacia. The land here is so good. How many fields can they grow? No wonder the Demacians live so well. How much food can be grown on their land."

"Yeah, I'm so envious too—gu, hiss, hiss, hiss"

"Huh? Uncle Li Lun, what did you say?" Leo couldn't hear the voice behind him clearly and turned his head curiously. Then what Leo saw was a head of black hair and a pair of black eyes.

The moonlight filtered through the trees, and under the mottled and messy leaves and branches, there wasn't much light that could shine in, but it was enough for Leo to see the other person's face clearly.

It was a fair and handsome face, and his facial features were as childish as Leo's, exuding the youthful feeling unique to a boy. But the difference was that at this moment, the face was stained with a lot of blood, and it looked like it would Somewhat scary.

Paired with the black hair and black eyes, Leo felt like he was being stared at by a wild beast for a moment.

"There are enemies -" Leo opened his mouth, but the next moment, he subconsciously covered his neck with his right hand, opened his mouth, and a "hissing" sound came from his throat. The sound was very similar to that of a broken man. The old bellows fell. At this moment, Leo understood what Uncle Li Lun was talking about.

yes

Like him, nothing could be said.

But what made Leo feel lucky was that his consciousness before he fell was blurry. Apart from being frightened the moment he saw the other person, he didn't seem to feel any pain?

"Damn it, it's a Demacian, kill him!"

As Leo's body fell, the team finally reacted. One of them even took out a lighting tool, but the firelight of the magic prop shone in the forest, but nothing could be illuminated. On the ground, five corpses were already lying down one after another.

"What, what's going on!"

"Captain, where is the captain?"

"It's an enemy attack, blow, blow the trumpet, ah!"

Another corpse fell, and then only the person carrying the lighting props remained.

Teeth chattering, he stood there blankly looking around.

They, a team of about ten people, were all killed without even being able to see clearly what the enemy looked like?

In Tukugur late at night, because the environment is close to the Freljord, the peaks are covered with ice and snow. This place is not as frozen as everything in the Freljord, but it is also deeply chilly.

Especially at night, the temperature in Turkgol will drop sharply. Wearing a woolen sweater during the day can keep you warm, but at night, no matter how thick you wear it, but there is no charcoal fire to warm your body, you will still be freezing. trembling.

The biting cold of Tukugur is something that ordinary people cannot adapt to. This is true for the generation close to the Freljord. It becomes extremely quiet in the evening, and no one would choose to walk or work at night.

However, this is for businessmen and ordinary people, and for soldiers, everything is out of their control.

Just like now, the moonlight covers the macro stone forest, and the bright moonlight shines on the tall trees, covered with silvery white frost flowers. Through the moonlight, behind a damp and cold stone, a group of people are carefully sticking to it. Rest together.

There were six people in total, two women and four men. In order to keep out the cold, they didn't care about the differences between men and women. They all crowded together and shared each other's warmth.

Duojie was the only one who was not huddled behind the rocks. She was sitting alone on the tree, looking around vigilantly. At this moment, she was keeping vigil.

Reaching out to pick up the kettle on the side, she drank the cold water and ate the emergency dry food. Duojie then stuffed her hands into her stomach and warmed her red hands with sores from the frostbite. She looked down at her Teammates, I saw that everyone was still awake, with their eyes open one by one, not knowing what they were thinking.

Thinking of this, Duojie couldn't help but said: "You guys, you'd better get some sleep. I'll keep watch. You haven't rested for three days. You should go to bed quickly while there is still some time before dawn. During the day, there is no time to rest." You guys have a rest.”

"I can't sleep, Captain." A voice replied. The speaker was Marais, who dreamed of becoming a Demacia dragon eagle cavalryman. He was not very old, just under 20 years old, but he was already a mature veteran.

He went to the battlefield at the age of 16 and has been on the border for almost four years. He is an excellent intelligence scout.

Marais licked his dry lips and smiled and whispered: "I'm wondering if our Mr. Lance managed to escape."

"I think he did, right?" Another voice sounded.

The one who spoke was a soldier in the team, Bu Shi. He took off his helmet and looked at the moon in the sky. After thinking for a while, he said, "We shouldn't let Lance go back. They could have killed us several times, but we escaped. They did it on purpose."

Duojie was silent on the tree, but soon, she said casually, "Then we can only pray that Lance is caught."

"Hey, hey, is that what you said?" Another woman in the team was dissatisfied. Half of her face was covered with white cloth, and blood seeped through the cloth, but she smiled and said, "If you want to say that, then at least we can die together. Lance died alone, and the worst case scenario is that he might be caught and tortured by the Noxians. Doesn't he always like to show off his noble status? Now it's good. The Noxians will definitely not kill him directly if they catch him."

"Okay, I feel sorry for Lance."

The few people talked and laughed, forgetting about life and death.

But suddenly, Duojie raised a hand, and in just a moment, the group of people below dispersed, each picked up their own weapons beside them, crouched down vigilantly, and they all looked at Duojie on the tree at the same time.

Duojie used gestures to convey information: there was movement nearby.

Marais looked up and gestured twice, asking Duojie for directions.

Then, Duojie frowned and was about to sign, but a figure slowly walked out of the forest and walked straight towards them.

The first feeling Marais had when he saw it was that his body trembled and his scalp was numb. The strong smell of blood made Marais want to vomit, but he held back.

Then, he saw a lion?

No, not a lion, but a human!

The moonlight fell on him. He had black hair and was covered in blood. The blood dyed his black clothes red and gray. He walked in front of Marais and his group with cold eyes.

Looking at his group of people, he asked, "Demacians?"

Marais smiled and shook his head, "No, we are Freljord"

Halfway through the conversation, Duojie suddenly jumped down from the tree and stabbed the man with the long sword in his hand.

But just before it touched, Duojie groaned. She didn't even know what happened. The long sword flew out of her hand and she was hit hard in the stomach. Then, she was carried on his shoulder.

"I am Rowan, the sword captain of the Nokmochi Support Corps. Do you know Lance Maochi?"

"You, you really came to save us?" Marais' lips moved, looking at Rowan in shock.

Aside, the big guy Bu Shi said, "No, sir, this is a conspiracy, you can't"

"Enough, I know this is a conspiracy, so I'm the only one here." Rowan interrupted him.

A night of killing had made Rowan numb, but when he saw the injured Demacians staring at him blankly, Rowan felt like he had woken up, so he softened his tone and said, "Okay, follow me, we don't have time to chat here."

"Go? Where are we going? This place has been surrounded by Noxians, at least 300 people are looking for us, where can we go?" Duojie said on Rowan's shoulder.

"Rowen, we will help you hold back the Noxians, you quickly return the way you came and tell them that this is a conspiracy of the Noxians, don't worry about us, there is no war in the north, the Noxians have withdrawn!"

"If you are talking about those Noxians, then you don't have to worry about them now." Carrying Duojie, Rowan turned around and walked into the forest, saying as he walked:

"Because they are no longer here."