The horseman's legs clamped between the ribs of the horse, and the horse cleverly dodged the counterattack of the crowd, while the cavalryman handsomely flicked his spear backwards, and pierced a Shurima warrior who had not yet turned back. Ellers rolled on the sand, dodging the second cavalryman, and with a blade in his hand, he pushed the second cavalry off his horse.

The cavalryman fell to the ground on his back, his spear stuck to the side, and in a hurry he dodged to the side, dodging the attack of one of the Shurima warriors, and his excellent qualities made him react quickly, and he rolled over and stood up while drawing his sword, and then turned back and slashed at the neck of the Shurima warrior.

The not-so-sharp saber only slashed into half of the neck, but it still took the life of the Shurima warrior.

The cavalryman kicked out the corpse of the Shurima warrior with a look of disgust, took off the helmet on his head with the other hand, threw it on the ground on the side, angrily sprayed a mouthful of blood at the other little warrior who was chasing him, jumped forward with his sword in both hands, turned over in the air and swung his sword in half.

The cavalry flicked the sword in his hand, and the blood spilled out, and when he pushed the cavalry just now, he was knocked out by the war horse and Ellers chased after him, and the cavalry slashed at Ellers with his sword indifferently, and Ellers's thick body flexibly shortened to the side, dodging the cavalry's sword, and at the same time quickly waved his hand, and the blade cut a bloody mark on the horseman's wrist.

After suffering the pain, the cavalry retreated, as if he knew that the guy in front of him was not the same as the previous few remnants, squinting his eyes, and when he was about to look for an opportunity, he suddenly felt that his body seemed to be controlled, unable to move, and watched the big man in front of him swing his blade and approach, and then solved his life with a sword.

Naturally, the priests in the team controlled the actions of the cavalry behind them from a distance, and then controlled the actions of the cavalry who landed.

Mo Han got up from the ground, and saw the cavalry in front of him staring at him with big eyes, but his body was firmly fixed in place, he breathed a sigh of relief, he got up, and quickly pulled out the weapon in his hand and slashed it across the neck of the cavalry, the spell of the sacrifice can only control one person at a time, fortunately, only a few cavalry came this time, although the strength is stronger than those encountered before, but it can still be controlled by the sacrifice.

The other horsemen saw that something was wrong, turned their horses, and ran in the direction they had come from.

"Let's go!" Ellers looked at the fleeing cavalry and shouted to all those who were still alive, "Surely they are calling for reinforcements, quick!" ”

Mohan looked at the war horse under the dead cavalry in front of him, and had an idea, pushed the cavalry away, turned over and got on the horse, although he had not ridden this mount that did not belong to the desert, but Mohan still barely controlled this tall and majestic guy, strangled him and took a few steps forward, and shouted, "Eiles." ”

Dahan glanced at Mo Han, lined up the warrior in leather armor beside him, "You and him ride this," and then led the mount of the cavalry he killed, and let the priest and the mage put this war horse on it, fortunately, these two war horses themselves can carry the owner wearing metal armor to fight, so with two people, you can still run quickly.

"Ellers, what about you?" Mohan asked, turning his head on his horse and looking at Ellers.

"Don't worry about me," Ellers shook his hand, "you go catch up with them first, and I'll be there later." ”

……

Things went more smoothly than Azir imagined, after the Noxians entered the desert, they had to separate their forces to deal with various cities and small tribes, and themselves, at this time, took advantage of this time to bring the warriors of the Redos tribe under their command, although at the beginning most of the elders did not agree to follow Azir, but after Azir showed his strength, the elders knew that this was the most correct choice now, the present of the Noxian invasion.

The tribe that was originally the most distant from the Creed of the Sun restarted its belief in the Cult of the Sun God, the Ascendants, and the Azir.

More than 100,000 civilians moved to the vicinity of their main city, and under the solar disk in the main city, Azir transformed the 20,000 warriors of the Redos tribe into his own apostles, and the power of the sun was sprinkled from the solar disk, shining on the foreheads of the warriors, golden lines appeared from their bodies, and their consciousness began to extend beyond their brains, linked with their own compatriots.

When the 20,000 warriors opened their eyes again, the whole world changed in their eyes, and what they saw was not just what they saw, but what they saw in 20,000 pairs of eyes.

"It's beautiful," Nasus, who was standing in the shadows behind Azir, whispered, looking at Azir's bewildered gaze, and explained softly, "Those, mortal humanity, is so beautiful when it comes together. ”

Turning back at the fading golden glow, Azir said, "It's beautiful, but that's not enough to fend off the invaders." ”