League of Legends Invades Another World

Chapter 100: 1 A trigger situation　　 In front of Irvingdale town.

　　 The flames of the war seemed to be extinguished, but the fully equipped aristocratic coalition kept enough fuelwood for the war, ready to light the blazing bonfire again at any time.

　　 ”So, you failed? Baron Barrett!”

　　 Viscount O’Neill quietly looked at the town of Irvingdale in silence, and said indifferently, without any emotion in his deep eyes.

　　 Three steps away, Baron Barrett, who had returned in embarrassment, heard the words with an unwilling look on his face, but in the end, he lowered his head decadently and said silently, ”Yes, I failed.”

　　 After the defeat, the victory was divided. The Barrett light cavalry suffered heavy losses. The number of people who followed him escaped was less than a hundred, and there were no more than 5 extraordinary professionals who survived.

　　 The Barrett Hussars who were once famous in the northern part of the kingdom are dead in name!

　　Perhaps more than that, Baron Barrett looked pale and thought. The failure of the Plains War made him lose further opportunities. Now he is a loser in the eyes of the Noble Alliance. Even if the war is won, the benefits that can be obtained will only be a small part.

　　 However, once this war is defeated, his baroniality may fall into a lord, or even a court nobleman.

　　 This is something he doesn’t allow. He has finally struggled to obtain the title, and he will not be reconciled to the formation of a noble family in the future.

　　 Looking back, Viscount O’Neill saw Baron Barrett’s changing expression at the moment, his face full of fear and unwillingness, just a battle left the once brave warrior with a haze.

　　 ”It is indeed an elite cavalry capable of destroying iron thorns. It is indeed commendable. It is a pity that this time will eventually be swallowed by the wave of war.”

Viscount O’Neill looked at Barrett thoughtfully, and said: “The war has just entered the track and has not reached the end, Barrett, you still have the possibility of changing the current situation. Don’t let I am disappointed!”

　　 After speaking, Viscount O’Neill no longer looked at Barrett, and turned to look at the knight beside him.

　　 ”Bennett, let our other partners know that it is time for the real battle, and the town of Irvingdale can be enjoyed as a dessert after victory.”

　　 ”Yes!” Bennett waved, and dozens of Craig heavy cavalry disappeared into the night, galloping in different directions.

With the orders of Viscount O’Neill, the noble coalition forces that had surrounded the town of Irwindale began to shrink their fronts. Except for leaving a group of 300 infantry soldiers to defend against the enemies that rushed out of the town, all the other soldiers were there. Slowly change the formation.

　　Uncertainty about the movement of the cavalry behind Modrian, the noble coalition will not launch any more attacks.

　　 For some nobles who have experienced the Great Patriotic War, heavy cavalry is king on the plains, and no one wants to try the charge of heavy cavalry.

　　 What’s more, most of the soldiers here are guard soldiers in their beneficiaries. Once there is a heavy loss, even if the war is won, it will deeply affect the final profit.

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　　 The brilliance of dawn lifted the curtain of night, and the sky gradually showed the color of fish belly, a faint mist rose, and the emerald plain was covered with silvery white frost.

　　 There is no white waiting for the noble coalition army. A dark cavalry team appears across the sky slowly on the plain, and a white double-edged battle axe is drawn on the red triangle flag waving in the wind.

　　 ”Hand of Noxus Dreyus! What a strange title.”

　　 Viscount O’Neill looked at the lion-like burly middle-aged man at the forefront of the cavalry team, with the ferocious giant axe on his back, his invisible aura faintly exuding inexplicable terror.

　　According to reports from the Dark Line in the town of Irvingdale, Dreyus’s status is second only to the Modrian Knights in Fort Divau, and he has considerable autonomy.

Afterwards, Viscount O’Neill looked at the heavy cavalry team wearing black armor. This was a true top cavalry team, even more than the heavy cavalry of the Alan Faro Empire he had seen in the Great Patriotic War. Elite.

　　 Ask yourself, Craig’s heavy cavalry is far inferior. However, a war cannot be determined by a heavy cavalry, otherwise it will have to do with other arms.

　　 For the victory of this war, for the fine iron ore veins of the Renwall Mountains, and for fighting the heavy cavalry who are good at impact and close combat, Viscount O’Neill has made sufficient preparations.

　　 ”The stage has been set up, and the prelude to the war has begun.” Viscount O’Neill whispered, and the old and firm voice sounded at the right time.

　　 ”Send my order, the pikemen step forward, and the archers prepare!”

”Yes!”

　　 The soldiers immediately turned and left, and then a loud howling sound came from the array of the noble coalition forces.

　　 ”Pikemen step forward, archers prepare!”

　　 ”Pikemen step forward, archers prepare!”

　　 When the needs and interests were the same, the nobles in the alliance did not refuse the order of Viscount O’Neill, and commanded the soldiers to quickly form a battlefield.

　　The most elite pikemen lined up in front, followed by elite veterans, and then recruits who had not bathed in the blood of war~www.NovelMTL.com~ and then there was a group of archers standing together.

　　 This is a classic formation against heavy cavalry on the mainland of Karadimos. It is suitable for most situations.

　　 After all, facing the charge of heavy cavalry, it is unrealistic to rely solely on the existence of infantry. The weight of horses and cavalry alone is enough to knock any obstructed infantry to the ground.

　　 The formation of the noble coalition is standing, and the war situation is on the verge of breaking out at this moment!

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At the southeast corner of the narrow plain, an emerald green flag of thorns dances gently with the spring breeze, and the light of dawn falls on the quiet camp.

　　 In the center of the camp, a huge wild boar stands on a burning campfire, roasted in a raging flame, and the golden skin layer exudes bursts of meat.

　　 crunch!

　　 The snow-white sharp cutting knife easily cut off a large piece of hot meat like a feather. Then, a fat palm stretched out and grabbed the golden piece of meat casually.

　　 ”Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

”No, Master Palitzer. The scheduled time is almost up, and it’s time for us to set off to our destination.” On the right side of the bald-headed man, stood a middle-aged man in dark green heavy armor. The face was full of helplessness.

”What is the urgency, I will definitely do what I promised Alcott. As for the war of the aristocratic coalition, what does it matter to me?” Palitzer said nonchalantly, and the white knife flashed again and cut it off. The fat pig legs, transparent grease dripping down the grass.

　　 ”I know their filthy minds, but in the end who takes advantage of whom depends on who has the hardest fist!”