Putting down the quill in her hand, Margaret turned her head and looked at the excellent subordinate who walked through the door.

The pitch-black armor held a cold spear of 1.8 meters, the girl had short black hair that reached to her ears, her wheat-colored healthy skin was delicate and soft, her eyes were bright, her nose was straight, and her face was clear and sassy.

Alice, twenty-one, a former member of the Loshee tribe, both parents died, with an aunt and a younger sister, took the initiative to participate in the Black Iron Guard in the village of Knoll five years ago, and after training and passing the test, the first mission was assigned to the mine tunnel in the Shining Silver Mountains to perform guard work, and happened to encounter the invasion of the red-skinned demon rat, and almost became a victim of the break.

Later, with the encouragement and persistence of the lord, he retreated from the mine alive and began the first battle in his life, and then gradually grew, practiced his marksmanship, and passed the secret selection of the Black Guard three years ago.

In the absence of any special equipment, being able to kill the overlord of the Forest of Tranquility with just one fine iron spear is the best for a mortal eighteen-year-old girl without extraordinary strength, and naturally there is no reason to be defeated.

After that, he fought underground for a long time, and in the three years of killing, there was only one state of boiling blood out of control (boiling blood: a state of rage in which reason is out of control through excessive killing when equipped with enough magic steel equipment), and his willpower can be called strong.

'This is a good seedling, and it will be of great use to cultivate it......

Although he was satisfied with Alice in his heart, his face was still indifferent, and he quickly turned around again and continued to summarize the information about the underground battlefield with Shurima's quill book.

Shurima's gadgets are much more useful than those made in Noxus.

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

"Legionnaire, Lord Leicester was the one who asked me to take the lead in bringing you a message."

Margaret put down her pen again, and looked at Alice with a somewhat solemn face, and Alice spoke.

"He said to stop this military operation first, and let the members of the Night's Blade explore it deeply, and he will talk to you personally about the specific matters."

Nodding noncommittally, looking at the cramped girl, Margaret chuckled rarely.

"Just these words, he won't specifically let you convey them to me, say, what else did he say?"

Alice glanced at the Legion Commander quietly, her eyes quickly shifting to her own toes, her heels gently rising up.

He ...... He asked you to get ready, wash the ......"

"Wash what?"

"Washing, washing sheets and ...... And that ......."

Even if it was a battle-hardened Margaret, her face couldn't help but dry a little when she heard such words coming from her favorite subordinate, but after thinking about it, it was a little meaningful to have Alice pass on such private words......

Oh, the big carrot with a flower heart.

"Got it, you go down."

It's not good to talk to the girl anymore, Margaret smiled and shook her head.

"Yes, Legionnaire."

Hearing the order, Alice, who had been fidgeting for a long time, quickly left, gently closing the door.

"Now that you're ready, you might as well wait."

Outside the room, boxes of supplies loaded with arrows and food reserves were stacked in the warehouse, and heavily armed Emerald Warriors waited for orders to assemble.

Alice walked to the Black Guard's station under the respectful gaze of the Black Iron Guard, and nodded to the silent companion as a greeting.

The moment she lowered her helmet, the maiden Alice was dead, and all that was alive was the Black Guard, who longed for blood and glory.

……

In the core area less than a kilometer below the ruins of the exhibition room, tens of thousands of warriors from the Bloodstone Tribe, who had been eliminated by the war, took their rudimentary weapons and equipment, and lined up with difficulty behind the Storm Legion.

Even the most open places underground were overcrowded at the moment, and the Storm Legion's nezumi general [Knock Knock Bloodstone] had to order the Storm Rats to roll the outermost slave rats back to their filthy nests first, lest they be trampled to death by their own rats before they even went to battle.

In addition to General Dongdong, who leads the storm giant rat, there is also General Tooth, who controls more than a thousand nezumi crossbowmen, and General Grin, who controls nezumi cannon fodder.

In the five-year-long underground war, the three nezumi generals have all been human opponents, although the sacrifice has long had a policy of non-resistance and active retreat, the unwilling nezumi generals still tried to attack, but they always failed miserably.

As the three largest warlords of the Bloodstone Tribe, the three nezumi generals have always fought openly and secretly, and only their father Two-Horned Rat King and their mother Rat Queen who gave birth to them can make the rampaging nezumi warlord forget the irritability and cruelty in his mind, and bow his arrogant head and obey orders.

For the three nezumi warlords, today is the perfect time to obey their father's orders and wash away the shame of defeat, especially the general of the storm rat, who has replaced it with a bloodstone greataxe made by the nezumi craftsman, which is heavier than the bloodstone stick he lost before.

"Human, woman, killed, eaten!"

Recalling the fiasco of fleeing five years ago, the humiliation of running away countless times, and thinking that he could cut off the head of a blonde woman, Dong Dong's killing intent began to boil.

In the formation of the crossbowman legion, the one-meter-and-a-half General Tooth carried his bloodstone crossbow, glanced at the angry General Dongdong, bared his yellow teeth, and spat a thick spit on the ground with disdain.

"Squeak squeak (idiot one)."

The outermost grinning general who controls the slave rat and the sword and shield rat man is the smallest of the three brothers, known as the cannon fodder general, he is only one meter three tall, and he has never been treated well by his brothers, but fortunately, the two-horned rat king as his father still gave him the authority he deserved, and he also relied on his wisdom to control the largest nezumi army.

For the other two brothers, no one can control tens of thousands of rat people without causing riots, and this ability also makes the rat king more important.

In this attack, his warriors will play the most important role, sucking the last drop of human blood and letting his brother's elite warriors strangle the enemy once and for all.

The assembly of the legion did not meet the expected requirements, the order of the nezumi was still chaotic, and even many nezumi were trampled by their own clan and aroused their killing intent, and raised their weapons against their compatriots with red eyes.

In the queue alone, hundreds of rat people died in the chaos, and this scene in front of him had to make the one-horned priest hurry up and invite the two-horned rat king out to avoid causing even more riots.

In his opinion, instead of listening to the Rat King learning the order of humans, it is better to follow the nature of the race and assemble the army in his own way, of course, he just thinks about it, just like he will also look at the beautiful Rat Queen protected by the Rat King with a hidden covetous gaze, he only dares to think about it, unless he ......