Cooper, who was bandaging his scars, smiled helplessly when he heard this, and said in a bitter tone: "It's my problem, I didn't expect my former partner to become so thorough." ”

He looked back at the six remaining cavalrymen behind him, his face was full of ruins, and the betrayal of his partner this time made his heart grief.

The 20-man cavalry team from Perris Castle, to the 12-man cavalry team in the city of Edalas, and then now, under the betrayal, there are only a few people left in front of me, am I wrong?

But after leaving Perris Castle, we didn't get better resources and development space, so why did we break our vows?

Cooper didn't know it, so he had to withstand the attack of this betrayer!

"Hehe, betrayal, this is a capital offense under the law of Fort Digwo!" Gregory's muffled voice came from under his visor, and he looked at Cooper, who was now pale, and couldn't refuse.

"Cooper, you don't have to be involved in the rest of the matter, go back to the tower and recuperate."

As for the attacking enemy, he didn't care, at least within the town of Irwindale, with hundreds of Noxian Imperial cavalry, no enemy could escape.

Even with the presence of the knight chief, he dared to try to challenge one or two.

"Yes, Lord Gregory!" Cooper leaned down and whispered, knowing that this was because Gregory didn't want him to be involved in the rest of the action.

Maybe it's suspicion, maybe it's other reasons, he can understand it, after all, he has an unshirkable responsibility for this betrayal.

Cooper then disappeared into the darkness of the night with the only remaining cavalry squire, leaving behind a somewhat desolate background.

Who can he blame?

Self, partners, or some forces throwing out interests?

However, he has finally understood now that the word partner is really worthless in the face of interests!

In the faint moonlight, Gregory looked at Cooper's figure and whispered, "I hope you can get out of the confusion." ”

From the first contact, he was still very optimistic about Cooper, and he was the first hard-working talent under Lord Modrian's command to step into the realm of knighthood.

In the end, he became what he is now, and there are some reasons for Cooper himself, he treats the people around him too kindly and caringly, but unfortunately, people's hearts cannot be seen through.

Kindness is sometimes not exchanged for gratitude, and it may even be curse and jealousy.

Therefore, the soldiers of the Noxian Empire abandoned kindness, abandoned mercy, and left only loyalty.

The night grew darker, and the streets in the darkness looked like beasts that had chosen to eat people, waiting for their prey to step into a trap.

Gregory wielded his black heavy sword at will, shaking off the sticky blood, his cold eyes full of undisguised killing intent.

The nobles hidden in the shadows are really bloody, and for the sake of Cooper, three extraordinary knights have been dispatched, so there may be more remnants in the town of Irwindale now.

Since you're here, let's all stay!

The sound of horses' hooves sounded again, pouring into the dark streets like a tidal wave, and in front of them was Cooper's courtyard, the heart of Modrian's power in the town of Irwindale.

Airplanes! Airplanes! Airplanes!

Just as the Noxian cavalry approached the simple and elegant courtyard, the bowstring exploded, and the sharp arrows tore through the night, leaving countless white marks clearly.

Through the spilled moonlight, you can faintly see that the former courtyard is somewhat dilapidated, full of broken walls and corpses that have not had time to be disposed of.

The familiar armor is the cavalry of the Noxian Empire that guards this place and will not retreat until death.

Rumble!

Substance-like life energy suddenly appeared in front of Gregory, and the black heavy sword was raised above his head, and a dull roar rang out again.

"Kill, Noxus!"

From silence to a flash flood, it was just a moment, and after the arrows like falling rain were stopped by the Noxian blood-colored cavalry, the entire Noxian cavalry team once again galloped through the streets like a torrent.

The walls of the courtyard could not stop the charge of the Noxian cavalry, and the walls collapsed as the horses' hooves stepped on.

The enemy hiding behind him watched as the sharp spear stabbed into his body, blood splattered on his face, and his wide eyes were filled with fear.

In the face of the Noxian Imperial cavalry wrapped in the power of the charge, these lurking enemies are powerless to resist after losing the protection of the wall, and can only be slaughtered!

When the rout came, many of the enemies who had stayed in the courtyard ran into the drowsy night in a panic, and they seemed to have forgotten how they could escape the cavalry in the smooth streets.

Under the moonlight, the killing continues!

As if driving sheep, the Noxian Imperial cavalry hung behind the enemy, waiting for the enemy to run out of energy, and then rushed forward to make up for the desperate thrust.

In the dilapidated courtyard, Gregory and the Noxian Scarlet Cavalry surrounded the few remaining stubborn opponents, he looked down at the brocade-robed young man standing in the center, and said coldly: "Bazel! ”

Bazel, one of the first knightly squires to follow Modrian, later came into contact with some of Fort Dig's military intelligence and core information, and won the trust of Mordrian and Cooper.

"Good night, Lord Gregory, I didn't expect you to be here this time, it's an honor to be with you again!"

Even in the face of death, Bazel remained pale and bowed slightly, but the hands holding the spear revealed the tension and fear in his heart.

Gregory didn't answer, his eyes glanced at the few people left on Bazel's side, all of them were into extraordinary professions, it seemed that those dark nobles really paid an unusual price.

"Why did you choose betrayal?" Gregory asked.

Bazel was slightly stunned, he didn't expect Gregory to ask like this, but then he understood that this was the other party's thought that they were going to eat them.

"Master Gregory, do you think you're going to eat us?" Bazel said with a smile, but there was a hint of sadness in that smile.

"It is undeniable that we really can't escape your palm, but the battlefield that is opening up at this moment is far more than this!"

"As for betrayal, the reason is very simple, I was originally a shadow, how can I betray?"

When Bazel finished speaking, he turned his head to look around at the familiar courtyard, and suddenly felt a little reluctant in his heart, if it wasn't for the shadows, how could he be willing to betray.

The rise of Modrian and the development of Fort Dig are all in his eyes, and it will not be long before a new nobleman in the north of the kingdom is about to be born, and as one of the earliest followers, his status will definitely not be low, and even stepping into the extraordinary knight is not delusional.

"It's a pity!" Bazel looked up at Master Gregory, and a sad smile gradually spread, and then turned into a laugh, a maniacal laugh.

"Let my death be a little more heroic!"

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

More than a dozen sparks erupted in the town of Irwindale, turning into a raging fire, a bright orange glow illuminating the dark night.

In the next moment, a violent wave of fire woke up the silent town of Irwindal, and countless cries and griefs resounded in the sky, and chaos descended.

Poof!

The black heavy sword pierced through Bazel's chest, and a burst of pain hit his mind, and then he felt his body lighten and his whole body floated in the air.

"Ahem, it turns out that I'm also afraid of death!" Bazel felt a shudder in his heart, and thought inexplicably, and then he looked at Gregory, who was staring at him indifferently, and for some reason, spoke.

"Small. Heart.... Ahem... Jay... Not... Village... Family..... Tribe! ”