The third day of the march.

What is called Jianqing Biye.

The Ionian coalition has finally seen it.

Villages have been slaughtered, stinking corpses have been piled up, contaminated water sources, empty granaries, and unkempt refugees who have fled the massacre but are about to die due to food and water shortages.

The once vibrant island of Ionia has become a dead land.

The Noxians really did a thing of wielding a butcher's knife and leaving no life behind.

Even though I was prepared to face the ruins a million times, I really saw this devastation......

Even Chen Senran and these outsiders are all related, not to mention those Ionians, some soldiers from their hometown in the West Island cried bitterly on the spot, and Karma, who was always as quiet as a Buddha, scolded angrily, and said many times in a row: "What have you beasts done? ”

That kind of roar of rage made her completely turn from the white lotus in the spring pool into an angry King Kong.

Chen Senran could even feel those unbroken souls who traveled between heaven and earth from his spiritual realm.

What is called hell on earth?

That's it.

"This is where the cruelty of history lies." Graves closed the book, rubbed his temples a little tiredly, many days of reading made his strong aura weaken a little, but a little more literati bookish, he lit a cigar again, looked at the miserable situation around him, and sighed, "Maybe I won't wander in the future, I can be a scholar and write a book." It's called "The Pain and Wounds of Ionia", and history has always had so many fascinating features. ”

He sighed and rolled over and dismounted.

Chen Senran was also speechless.

It's already getting a little dark.

The army stopped and began to camp in place.

The Ionian soldiers gathered up the scattered corpses and began to burn them.

No one spoke, under the dark canopy. Everyone's expressions were gloomy and terrifying.

It's like some kind of silent mourning.

In the evening breeze there was a low ballad, where the veterans sang about the happy old days over the campfire:

"My Homeland, Ionia......"

"Beautiful Ionia, ......"

"There are beautiful flowers and beautiful girls......"

"How I miss your wine, your gentleness, and your motherly spring breeze......"

"I miss the joy of running on the boundless shore, I miss the chirping of the birds in the trees, I miss the bright red flower that the girl gave me......"

"How I miss it......"

The song was as soft as the evening breeze, evoking the sorrows of countless Ionians.

More and more Ionians sang the ballad, and at its peak even the Bilgewater were humming along. Because they miss their hometown, too.

"Condolences." Chen Senran didn't know when Lu Dao walked to Irelia's side.

The heroic goddess of war was also sad at this moment, and on this bleak evening, she also hummed the sorrow of these ten thousand people in a low voice.

Belonging to Ionia, the pain of the times.

“…… It's fine. Irelia was taken aback by Chen Senran, and quickly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said with a forced smile, "I'm used to it." ”

"Yes." Chen Senran nodded, "It is said that the enemy's vanguard has been discovered?" ”

"Yes." As soon as Irelia got down to business, she regained her looks. Seriously, "The ninja forces have indeed spotted the Noxian scouts. Tomorrow, we should be able to meet those 10,000 damned Noxian regulars, ...... tomorrow"

"We'll win." Chen Senran listened to the lamentations around him, and said firmly, "It will be." ”

After all, this is a mourning army.

Mourning ......

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"The mourning soldiers will win." Svein fed the crows slowly. He didn't care about the almost murderous look in Darius's eyes on the other side.

"Do you also know that the mourning soldiers will win? Svein, are you crazy? Our army was already lacking in momentum, and now the other side is in such a momentum. Darius was already a little uncontrollable with excitement, and he resisted the urge to lift Svein up, and said. I said at the beginning, even if it is a clean wall, we should do a little cleaner, what I am afraid of is the current situation, the mourning of 50,000 people, the singing of the four fields, I think about that scene I have a numb scalp, I ......"

"Darius, Darius, my dear Darius, calm down." Svein still fed the crows unchanged, but only took the time to separate a hand, knocked on the table and said, "Calm down, okay?" When have you ever seen me do something you're not sure about? ”

"You...... What do you mean? Darius was stunned for a moment, and immediately reacted, although he was annoyed, but he was not stupid, he had seen many strange actions of Svein, and many times in the past had tried to push him to death, but none of them were really dead.

So this time......

"What do you say a mourning soldier will do when he sees their greatest enemy?" Svein finally finished feeding his crow, patted it on the head, and laughed.

"They, of course, are here to take revenge on us, whether they are dead or alive, if it were me, I would definitely do it." Darius said without hesitation, he didn't think there was anything to be happy about.

"There is death and no life, what we want is death and no life, I just want them to advance and not retreat, so that we can kill them in the first war." Svein seemed to be a little disgusted that the explanation was so long, and waved his hand, "It's that simple. ”

"But they are mourning soldiers after all...... "Darius is not optimistic, "but we ...... ourselves."

"They mourn the soldiers, why can't we be?" Before Darius could finish speaking, Svein suddenly interrupted him with such a sentence.

What do you mean?

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It's dark again.

It's another temple covered in blood.

The second batch of prey slaughtered by Vincent.

The captain wearing the Noxian military uniform has already entered the temple with a group of team members who are also wearing Noxian military uniforms to finish up.

I believe that by tomorrow morning, what will come out of this temple will be a complete team of 100 scouts wearing all Noxian military uniforms.

They will easily pass through the lines and into the heart of the Noxians.

When the time comes......

Standing at the entrance of the temple in the evening breeze, Draven laughed as he watched the sun sink into the ground.

Brother, we're finally going to meet. (To be continued......)

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