Chapter 175 Noxus Asks You to Stand Up!

Turku Gurl Plain.

The grassland is rich and vast.

The breeze between the valley, the green grass that blows the knee, exposed the group of cattle and sheep. These white or brown livestock never looked up and greedily eating the grass.

Compared to the strong and fat cow and sheep, the grazing people look yellow muscles. They have protruding cheekbones, the eye sockets are sunken, and their lips are full of cracks.

Numbness and slowness are their common expressions, and they are not moving for this harmonious beauty in front of them.

Boom -Boom ——

Suddenly was broken.

The ground under his feet began to tremble, and the leader took the lead to raise his head. After looking at the distance, he made a very vigilant and hiss.

Row

The sound of shocking and Pentium rose.

The frightened cattle and sheep escaped madly under the instinct.

Faced with this sudden change, the grazing people changed their faces, and they raised the whip rope in their hands to drive away.

哐 —— 哐 ——

The tremor of the ground became stronger and fast, and the cattle and sheep fled in a borderless panic on the grass.

Their instinct tells themselves that danger is coming!

Soon, cattle and herds were separated from the control of the bepelber.

Seeing this, the grazing men sorrowful, their arms were weak, their arms were weak, the whip rope slipped on the ground, and the desperate expression solidified on their faces.

As a drowning person, when he was mentally scattered, he saw the death of himself.

Desperate, helpless, sorrow.

Boom! Boom!

The tremor of the ground continued, and the grazing people looked at the source of the sound.

"That's. What?"

One of them was frightened, and they widened their eyes.

On the distant horizon, the yellow sand rolled, smoke and dust, and it can be seen faintly. Several rolling shadows are running towards themselves.

As far as they were closer to everyone, they found that those black shadows were actually heavy armored knights riding tigers.

In this army, the two most conspicuous flags attracted their attention.

A national flag and a legion flag.

"It's Noxus!" A grazing man exclaimed.

"They are here! We are saved!" Someone wept happily.

"Hahahaha, Baron Thor, your death is here!" Someone hated.

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Looking at the flag of the Knocks Empire that fluttered, the grazing people seemed to regain their vitality, like the puppets who got on the clockwork, both words and expressions were richer.

They raised their leather whip and cheered happily, until Drieus led the team to hit from a distance, and she had already seen a knelt of bepelberry.

"Master of General from Noxus, ask you to save our family!" A middle -aged apex begged.

"Yeah, please!"

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For a while, the chaotic begging sound was all passed into Delier's ears.

He rode a tiger, and the cold eyes swept the person below:

"Stand up." Dleeus said coldly, "Let's talk about the situation."

Dozens of grazers kneeling hesitated for a moment, slowly climbed from the ground, and finally pushed a middle -aged man.

Delier nodded with satisfaction, looking at the thin man in front of him:

"Very good, what is your name. Talk about your situation."

"My name is Hold. We are the citizens of the Kingdom of Turkku Gurle, and they have been sacrificed for Baron." The man dared not look directly at Delier's gaze, and he could see that he was timid.

"What happened to you just said?" Dleeus asked directly.

"We heard."

Hotter quietly glanced at Delius, greeted the sharp eyes of the other party and saw the bloody armor. His body trembled slightly, and hurriedly lowered his head and said:

"Noxus will help the oppressive people."

"It's not wrong!" Dreyus mentioned the Battleclub and smiled boldly.

"I beg the general to save my wife and children! They will starve to death without eating."

Hatt fell directly to the ground, and the long -dried eyes flowed into tears instantly:

"We can only change a little food for a day of work. Baron's housekeeper will deduct some. Finally, the food in our hands is a problem."

"There are so many cattle and sheep on the grassland, you don't want to kill the meat?" Dreeus pointed his side.

At this time, most of the soldiers of the soldiers were driven by the co -drive of the soldiers, and most of them were kicked back.

Drace only glanced at Yu Guangyi. The cattle and sheep here are beautiful and strong, just pick a sheep, enough for the family of three to be full for more than seven days.

"Baron's guards will kill us." Speaking of the Baron, Hotter's face was full of fear, "They have weapons!"

"Wadelin, give them a weapon!" Dleeus issued an order.

"yes!"

Wadelin waved his hand. He himself, together with dozens of soldiers around him, took off the spare spear and pushed into the land in front of Hitt and others.

"Noxas gives you a chance to stand up at a time!"

roar!

After saying, Delier stretched out his hand to pull in his arms, tightened the reins, and the black tiger's head was high, making a shit with a deterrent tiger.

The tiger shouted, the wind was quiet.

The grazing men were lowered one by one, and the exposed limbs couldn't stop trembling. If it wasn't for them to have a trace of human reason, they had already escaped like those scared cattle and sheep.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Darius sneered:

"If you still want to be oppressed, continue to kneel and be your slaves. If you don't want to, take the spears in front of you, kill cattle and sheep, and follow me into the Baron's castle!"

"This"

Hot's face was hesitant. Not only him, but most herders also shrank back due to the years of oppression by the Baron.

They were like the cattle and sheep that were penned beside Darius, docile and weak, staring down at the green grass under their feet, and maintaining their usual silence.

At this moment, a thin young man walked out from the end of the team.

He looked straight ahead, strode forward, and under Darius's admiring gaze, he directly pulled out the spear.

Without a trace of hesitation, he aimed the sharp spear head at a white long-horned sheep and stabbed it hard without blinking.

"Swish!"

The spear head pierced the sheep's eye, and blood splattered all over the young man's upper body, making his face look hideous and terrifying.

With a swish, he drew out his spear without a pause, and looked at Darius with red eyes:

"General, do you keep your word?"

"Of course, what's your name?" Darius asked with interest.

He sat on the tiger's back, leaned forward slightly, and did not hesitate to show his appreciation.

"Ian. Let me take the mutton home, and I will go with the general!" The man spoke without hesitation.

In the sunlight, Darius clearly saw the hatred and madness flashing in his eyes.

"Okay!" Darius laughed heartily.

The soldier behind him rode the tiger forward at the right time and tied the sheep killed by Ian to his mount.

Seeing this scene, the eyes of the other herders were bright. They exchanged glances with each other. Compared with the pressure of the baron, what could be more real than the fat meat in front of them?

They were really hungry for too long.

Looking at the livestock in front of them, the herders swallowed their saliva one after another.

It was really strange. They herded every day and faced these running pieces of meat every day, but they had never been as restless as today.

Rustle!

The sound of the soles of shoes rubbing against the grass.

Some people began to be unable to hold back. The desire for fullness finally overcame the fear of the baron.

What's more, the people standing in front of them were Noxians!

The herders no longer hesitated.

One, two, three.

Most people stepped forward and drew their spears, stabbing the livestock they had chosen to death.

For a while, the screams of cattle and sheep before they died resounded through the valley.

The pungent smell of blood and livestock filled the air, and the grass was stained with a layer of fresh blood red, and it continued to emit hot air.

One by one, the cattle and sheep fell, but the herders' spines stood up.

In the process of slaughtering livestock, they vented the hatred in their hearts. Although they only vented a small part, they had never experienced such a refreshing behavior.

So much so that some people's hands were shaking constantly, which was the physical reaction brought by extreme excitement.

Almost no one had ever thought that there would be such a day of liberation. They had been suppressed for too long, so they were as docile as sheep.

Whenever a herder finished slaughtering, the soldiers in the back row would come forward and tie the corresponding livestock to their mounts.

"Very good."

No mistake, one sentence, one content, one content, one 6, one book, one bar, one look!

Darius looked at everyone who had made a choice, pulled the reins, and said coldly to the herders below:

"Don't forget the choice you made. Ian, you are their temporary captain, lead them well."

After Darius finished speaking, he led the army to kill the village not far away.

Yellow sand swept, dust flew, and the air was once again filled with a solemn atmosphere.

"Yes! General."

Ian watched the army go away, and suddenly there was something called hope in his eyes.

He was under the scorching sun, raised the spear in his hand, and pointed the tip of the spear at his former "herder friend":

"Go forward! Don't let the general down, or I will kill you!"

After that, Ian ran towards the village without hesitation.

With the previous warning and reward, the herders no longer hesitated, and decisively waved their spears to catch up with Ian.

This group of timid and cowardly herders finally broke out!

The only way out is to rise up.

When Ian led the team into the village, it had been occupied by the Trifari Warband.

The red and black flag of the empire was planted high on the high platform of the square, swearing to control this land with an attitude of looking down on everything.

Except for the closed gate of the Baron Castle, the rest of the people in the village gathered in the square in front of the castle.

Ian and others walked into the square with spears and bowed three times to Darius very respectfully.

On the way here, they had seen the cattle and sheep they had killed, placed on the open space beside the square, waiting for their claim.

"I'll give you a quarter of an hour, then attack the castle." Darius ordered with a cold face.

"Half a minute is enough!"

Ian nodded heavily, turned around and put down his spear, and began to distribute cattle and sheep according to the number of people, handing them over to their respective families.

In less than half a minute, he had completed the task and regrouped with his men.

In half a minute, the team had grown a lot.

In addition to the previous herders, there were many new faces. Darius roughly calculated that there were more than a hundred people.

"General, we are all willing to risk our lives to attack the castle. Please let us be the vanguard!" Ian stood in the front row, holding his spear tightly and speaking firmly.

Darius looked appreciative. He just saw Ian talking to a disfigured girl with a broken arm for a few words, which lasted no more than ten seconds.

However, he did not want to use this group of weak poor people as cannon fodder.

"Hahahaha, I don't need you today. Remember what I said today. Follow me and kill!"

Darius looked cold and stern. He pulled the reins hard and took the lead in galloping on the tiger, rushing towards the castle alone.

Ian ran wildly with a spear without hesitation.

The old and weak villagers behind him saw this and also rushed to the castle with the spare spears given by the soldiers of the regiment.

They did not look back, just because Darius gave them hope.

"Enemy attack!!!"

The castle defenders only had time to shout loudly, and saw Darius had jumped up from the black tiger.

"Die!"

He kicked with one foot and flew dozens of meters into the air. He raised the battle axe in his hand above his head and aimed at the solid wall and chopped it down with great force.

"Ah!!!"

Several shrill screams sounded one after another, followed by a series of deafening roars.

Darius chopped a huge crack in the outer wall of the castle with just one axe. Several guards who didn't have time to dodge were killed on the spot and fell into the crack, buried under a pile of rubble more than ten meters deep.

Not only did the wall crack, but the ground behind the wall also opened its mouth.

This made the soldiers who were still standing on the wall guarding terrified. They could no longer tell whether the man in front of them was extremely powerful or there was a problem with the construction of the castle.

"Noxus!"

Darius's very inspiring voice rang out. Before he finished speaking, he had already put away his axe and rushed into the castle with great momentum.

Along the way, any guard who dared to step forward to stop him was chopped in half by him.

Such a brutal and brutal killing method directly frightened many guards, who just retreated around Darius with spears and dared not step forward.

Then, after several guards were killed on the spot, they began to feel fear from the bottom of their hearts.

Fear and fear of death drove them to give up resistance. The uninvited guest who broke into the castle in front of them was a killing god.

Some spineless people even dropped their weapons when they saw Darius walking towards them.

Darius was in an excited state of fighting. He didn't look at the unarmed guards and walked straight into the castle.

The people who hid in the castle like rats in the stinking ditch were the purpose of his trip.

And Ian and his group had just entered the castle at this moment. He commanded his men to disarm and guard the guards who gave up resistance.

While everyone was busy, several shrill shouts spread from the castle.

Darius, holding a bloody battle axe, pressed a group of gorgeously dressed men and women out of the castle.

Several of the men were wailing with their empty right arms, and the blood soaked their white sleeves.

"I am a baron granted by the king himself! You barbarians!" a middle-aged man cursed.

His face was covered with blood, and no one knew whose it was, but even so, it could not hide the fear and hysteria in his eyes.

"Is this your baron?"

Darius ignored the man who shouted, but turned his head to Ian.

At this moment, Ian suddenly clenched his hands and glared at the middle-aged man who kept cursing. His hand holding the spear was already covered with blue veins because of too much force.

"It's him, General." Ian gritted his teeth and answered, "I have a request!"

"Hahahaha, from the moment you picked up the spear, you are already a Noxian."

Darius laughed twice, showing his rough demeanor. After that, he picked up the battle axe and walked out.

"Thank you, General!"

Listening to the excited and grateful words behind him, Darius just waved his hand indifferently.

The screams behind became more shrill, and the cries became more sad, but Darius had already walked away and rode on the war tiger again.

"Let's go!"

With Darius's loud order, the Trifarii War Group galloped on the tigers, following behind him, heading towards the next city or village.

Only in the village square, there was a red and black flag of Noxus, which attracted infinite awe from the villagers.

Not long after Darius left, Ian, with blood on his face, walked out of the noble castle and went straight to the high platform of the square.

He held a spear in one hand, standing upright beside the Noxian flag.

With deep and strong admiration and gratitude in his heart, Ian stared at the distance where the Trifaree Warband left, guarding the left and right of the flag

I am very sorry that the update is late because of some things! But there will still be 10,000 words, and one chapter will be presented later!