Looking east, several ancient city walls and white towers loomed, as if they were far away in the sky, and looked very blurry. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoLooking east, several ancient walls stretch together. It seems to tell of its past glory, and among the trees, the white tower is particularly holy against the backdrop of dawn.

Standing on the highest wall of the Morogro Pass, Galen sighed, although she stood as a victor on the first pass of Noxus, he was not happy at all, the battle of last night was vivid, and the tragic death of the Dremucci couple made him depressed. It was the first time he had fought in a war, and the first time he had killed someone.

"Phew......," Galen gasped listlessly, then stood there like a sick person.

"Don't fit in?"

A deep and majestic voice sounded in his ears, Galen turned his head and saluted: "General." ”

Leo smiled slightly, reached out and patted Galen's shoulder: "You performed very well yesterday, you are worthy of being a member of the crown guard family, and you are worthy of being my Leo's son." ”

"Thank you, General." For Leo's compliment, Galen didn't feel happy, his face was calm, and he frowned deeply. Only he knew that his father's innocuous compliment was something he had paid for the lives of forty-seven Noxian soldiers.

A breeze blew by, gently blowing Galen's cheeks and sideburns, and Galen's eyes were filled with ripples, "Father, I-"

"Don't say it, my father understands." Leo interrupted Galen and gave him a rare hug with his arms outstretched. "You are as kind, upright, and compassionate as your father was when he was younger. Father knows that you sympathize with the Dremucci and the Noxian soldiers who died in battle. However, as your father and as your general, I have the obligation to tell you that as a soldier, you must have basic military literacy, and just blindly compassion for others will not only harm yourself, but also harm the people around you. The vast majority of Demacians are war-averse and yearn for peace, but they are not afraid of war. Sometimes, only war can be exchanged for peace, you know? ”

"The child understands, father." Galen looked at him firmly and nodded heavily.

In the summer of the forty-seventh year of the reign of Gawain II, General Leo led a total of 27,000 soldiers from the Dreadnought Pioneer Regiment, the Dragoon Legion, and the Milda Border Army to attack the Morog Pass on a large scale, annihilating the enemy's supreme military commander stationed in Morog, the garrison commander Dremucci, and more than 7,000 defenders, and leveling the Morog Pass, which is known as the first Xiongguan Pass in Noxus.

Noxus Capital, 11th floor of the Government Building, the highest military conference room.

"General, no...... No...... All right. ”

The door was pushed open, and a massive, red. The topless 'monster' walked in.

"General Theon, what's the matter?" Du-Kekao glanced at the monster and got up himself, poured a glass of water and handed it over.

"Gollum ......" As his throat contracted violently, Sean drank up the water and gasped: "General, the Morog Pass has been lost. ”

Duquekao was not surprised when he heard this, but frowned, narrowed his eyes and asked, "What about General Dremucci?" How about General Drymouche? ”

"General Delai and his wife were killed in battle, and the seven thousand defenders in the city were killed together!" Sain said in a low, hoarse voice with a dejected face.

"Ugh." Duquecao sighed, stood up from the chair of the conference table, and paced back and forth along the rectangular solid wood table in the conference room with his hands behind his back.

"General!" Sein was a little irritable, and stretched his neck as colored as a stone in annoyance: "Hurry up and think of a way, if the Morog Pass is already in the hands of the Demacians, Fort England will be in danger, once Fort England falls, the enemy can drive straight in, and Noxus is bound to be in danger." ”

The house leak happened to rain overnight, and the ship was late and encountered a head wind.

While the two were pondering, news came from the palace that King Wilhelm II was critically ill and that he had summoned the general Du-Kekao and other civil and military ministers to the palace.

It was almost noon, but the sky was still gray, very cold, the grass lowered its head, the branches were bent, and when she looked up, she found that the clouds were thick, but she did not expect that the rain had quietly fallen. The wind swept and the leaves swirled and fell. The lonely fall into the embrace of the earth. Standing on the wind-swept rooftop as far as the eye can see, this magnificent palace is a little lonely at the moment.

The rain gradually intensified, and the damp and cold wind gradually spread out from the road, mercilessly wrapping away the little body temperature that remained with the lonely cold and cold. A group of more than 30 people, neatly dressed, hurriedly walked on the spacious and flat road.

Noxus Palace, the Palace of Nourishing Hearts.

The incense burner was burning in the room, and the green smoke curled in, faintly filling the entire bedroom. A few rays of broken light fell obliquely from the carved window edge on the couch of fine sandalwood, and the dragon and phoenix carving on it seemed to move, riding the wind, the oil lamp beside the couch had long been extinguished, leaving only the soft embers lying quietly inside. Occasionally, the wind blows, and the sunlight outside the window becomes flickering and disappearing due to the shadows of the trees, and the green smoke in the dormitory seems to flow slowly with the sound of the wind, like a fairyland in the sky.

However, no one appreciated such a beautiful scenery, and in the center of the Heart Cultivation Hall, kneeling was full of well-dressed Noxus officials. hugged Pu and cried blood one by one, acting like a mourner.

On the couch carved with dragons and phoenixes, King Wilhelm II lay there quietly, his eyes empty and no longer as resolute as before. His face was dull, revealing a kind of haggard and desolate. The temples are pale, and the lines on the forehead are clear. Just like the wrinkles at the corners of the eyebrows, they are traces of time that cannot be erased.

"Ahem...... the old king coughed heavily, his hair was scattered, his color was haggard, and he looked at the door of the Heart Nourishing Hall in a daze, as if he was waiting for someone. Prevent...... Isn't Kekao here yet? ”

"Father, the child has already sent someone to invite, father, take care of the dragon's body."

William III, who was about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, knelt in front of the couch, his complexion was fair, his facial features were delicate but with a touch of yin, his lips were thin and lightly pursed, and on the angular outline, a pair of ice blue eyes gradually moistened.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty."

The door of the Heart Cultivation Hall suddenly opened, and Du-Kekao, dressed in plain clothes, went straight to the couch and knelt down, crying silently.

"You...... It's finally here, the virtuous brother doesn't have to be sad, sit down...... Come by my side. The old king's weak, hoarse voice rang out, and he raised his hand to the edge of the bed and motioned for Du-Kekao to sit down.

"Yes." Du-Kekao bowed again, wiped the tears from his eyes with the hem of his robe, and walked to the old king with heavy steps. "Your Majesty, you need to take care of your dragon's body."

"Hehe......" the old king smiled bitterly, and stretched out his withered hand to grasp Du-Kekao's arm, "I know my body, good brother, I ...... I'm afraid I'm going to die soon, and the only thing I can't worry about is this idiot. Virtuous brother, your father and my father are friends in trouble, and you and I are brothers and sisters. I...... After Bintian, I hope you can teach him well......"

"Your Majesty, rest assured, the minister will do his best to assist His Royal Highness the Prince, so that His Highness can become a virtuous and holy king like Your Majesty."

"In this way, I am at ease. Ahem...... "The old king, who had been bedridden for many years, looked like a man in his early fifties, he did not have a decent piece of flesh on his body, his skin seemed to be directly attached to the bones, and the protruding Adam's apple was so obvious that it made people feel as if death was coming to call him at any moment. He kept coughing, coughing until he almost thought he was going to die because of it.

Durkkao felt his heart tighten when he heard that his phlegm was stuck in his throat all the time, not to mention the unbearable breath of death wafting through the humid air of this rainy season, "Your Majesty...... Down, you ...... It's going to get better. ”

"You don't need to comfort me, the ancients said, forty is not confused, fifty knows the destiny of heaven. I'm over half a hundred years old, and I'm dead...... On the eve of the day, I am most at ease, except for my idiot, it is you, the virtuous brother. The virtuous brother is talented and beautiful, and has been fighting in the south and north for decades, and has been fighting for half his life. I know your temperament, you ...... Battle-hardened, brave and good at fighting, but your personality is too upright, I am afraid that you will be calculated by villains in the future......" Speaking of this, the old king attached his lips to his ear and whispered angrily: "Three days ago, I have secretly issued a holy decree to an upright minister in the court, and this holy decree can save your life in times of danger......

"Your Majesty!" At that moment, it seemed that something blocked Dukkao's throat, so that he couldn't help but hold back tears, and the warm current in his heart seemed to overflow, and he knelt on the ground and wailed: "The minister must bow down and do his best, and die to repay the ...... His Majesty Long. ”

The old king didn't say anything more to Du-Kekao, and as he was dying, the old king glanced meaningfully at William III, who was kneeling on the edge of the couch and sobbing, "III. ”

"Father, child...... The child is here. William III looked up, a tearful face.

"You...... Shape up or ship out. ”

"The child obeys the teachings of his father."

"Hmm." The old king looked sideways, his withered arms propped up on the couch like rotten wood, struggling to sit up, his pale face twisted with pain, thin beads of sweat oozing from his forehead, as if every movement was a great torment.

"Lift me up, I ...... I want to take another look at my ...... ....."

Jiangshan - so many delicate, leading countless heroes to bend their waists.

Outside the Heart Cultivation Palace, at the end of the junction between the sky and the tall building. The terminally ill old king struggled to get out with the help of Duke Kao and William III.

The city wall spreads for thousands of miles, and it is suspected that the dragon is lying on the post. The peaks and mountains are not on the edge, and the clouds cover the rivers and mountains for tens of thousands of years.

"I was sick at first, but I had diarrhea and ears, and then I became ill with other diseases, and I couldn't help myself. People are not called fifty years old, but they are more than fifty years old, so how can they hate. I followed the first king to fight horses for half my life, and I did not build the size of the work. I'm ashamed, I'm guilty. Since I was at a weak age, I met the guests of the first emperor, and I stole from a high position without great talent, and I was sincerely afraid. I am now critically ill and can no longer talk to the secretary, so I trust me with family affairs. My descendants withered, and only one son, William II, could inherit my foundation, and hoped that he would be supported by Liangde, Piji, and Qing. The general Kekao, who has both ability and political integrity, and is self-denying. After my death, he was made regent. The heirs of my descendants should be treated with the courtesy of their teachers and respected by their fathers. Those who rebel against the will of the Emperor will not be allowed to ...... after death Not allowed....... Not allowed...... Burial of ancestral graves......"

"Your Majesty!" "Your Majesty!!" "Your Majesty!!"

Royal Palace of Noxus

The cry went straight to the sky. Snow. The white silk wraps the red wall and green tiles tightly. The big white lanterns were hung high, and white gauze, white curtains, black gauzes, and black curtains covered the entire palace.

Outside the Fengtian Temple,

The wind is howling and the snow is getting heavier and heavier. On the lonely road, occasionally a few palace ladies and eunuchs passed by.

Compared with the exterior of the Fengtian Palace, outside the Yangxin Palace, the concubines, palace laves, and eunuchs were dressed in filial piety clothes and knelt in rows step by step.

Outside the Imperial Study,

The ministers were dressed in filial piety clothes and knelt in rows step by step.

The mountains weep, and the whole country mourned.

In the summer of the twenty-third year of the reign of William II, King William II contracted an illness and died in the Palace of Nourishing Hearts at the age of forty-four. He was succeeded by his son, William III......