The Glory of Noxus

"don’t worry!"

In the dark night, a familiar voice came.

At some unknown time, Tai Lung, wearing a silver cloak, appeared behind Huo Jixing.

"Lord Swain's reputation in Shurima was forged through bloody killings. No one dares to go against his will."

Tai Lung looked at the Noxian fleet on the sea level, and there were little blood ripples in his cold, deep eyes.

Swain was once a rising star of command within the empire.

He erected countless Noxtras on the gravel of Shurima, conquered countless tribes, and built the reputation of the Noxus Empire with corpses covering the desert.

"No problem, orderly."

Tai Lung's eyes turned and fell on the gorgeous castle in front of him, and he spoke softly: "Perry's appearance is a bit unexpected."

Huo Jixing stepped forward and told Perry about the crimes he had committed on the border of Northland.

Looking at it now, it is Perry's noble status that absolves him of war crimes.

But his appearance here made Huo Jixing realize that something was wrong.

"Ok?"

Just as he was thinking, he saw Tai Lung walking directly towards the orderly officer's mansion.

"If you have any questions, let's interrogate them directly."

Tai Lung spoke coldly, and the silver dagger shone coldly under the cloak, piercing the night.

"who?"

When the castle guards saw Tyrone, they immediately stepped forward to stop him. The accidental fire in the trading area had already attracted the attention of the castle.

"Special Envoy of the Noxian High Command!" Talon threw out the token, and his cold tone made the guards feel cold.

"I need to meet Nasr."

What happens next starts to get easier.

Under the respectful guidance of the castle guards, Tai Long and Huo Jixing entered the castle.

Lokronde is located in the southern part of the empire and is also a port city.

The architectural style has deviated somewhat from the solemnity of Noxus.

Although the walls of the castle are still thick and solid, exquisitely carved patterns can be seen everywhere in the corridors and courtyards.

Each piece of furniture is crafted from precious woods and metals and inlaid with gems and pearls, displaying aristocratic glory and authority.

In the reception room.

The windows made of colored glaze are bright and transparent, overlooking Rocklund hidden in the dark night.

"Nasr Muniz, I have met Lord Tyrone!"

An old man with a kind face, dressed in noble attire, saluted Tailong respectfully.

Although Nasr is old, he is still in good spirits. He always has a smile on his face, which makes people feel warm and friendly.

"Perry is staying with you?"

Tai Lung looked at Nasr indifferently, refused his invitation to sit down, and spoke bluntly, with the silver dagger dancing between his fingers.

"Tell him to come see me."

"Okay." Nasr ignored Tai Lung's rudeness and quickly ordered the attendants to wait beside him.

After a while, Perry, led by his attendants, appeared in the living room. The moment he saw Tai Lung, he couldn't hide his panic.

The identity of the special envoy of the High Command is known throughout Noxus because of the name of Blade's Shadow.

His silver blade has long been stained with the blood of imperial nobles and imperial generals.

Huo Jixing stood silently behind Tai Long, staring at everything that happened in the living room, and truly felt the terrifying influence brought by the shadow of the blade.

"General Gullance ordered me to come here." Faced with Tyrone's inquiry, Perry said without hesitation.

“Why go to Zeman Chamber of Commerce?”

The silver dagger flashed sharply in his eyes, and Perry swallowed, thinking of his previous miserable life in prison.

"Someone would pass on the message to me, but when I went over there, all I saw was burning buildings."

He spoke hurriedly, looking flustered, wanting to pray for help from Nasr, who was also a noble.

After listening to the narration, Nasr's kind face disappeared and he stared at Perry coldly.

"Lord Tyrone, I will immediately put Lockrond under martial law." Nasr took a step forward, showing the power and status of an orderly officer.

"No need, just keep an eye on it secretly, and contact the Noxian fleet at the port in advance."

Tai Long's eyes moved slightly and he looked at everyone present coldly.

Then he led Huo Jixing into hiding in the night and left quickly.

In the Lokronde Plain, the blood-red sky became increasingly gloomy.

Even the glow of dawn cannot penetrate, and the crimson light is hidden behind the dark clouds.

Huo Jixing followed Tai Long and moved forward rapidly in the undulating hilly area.

Their destination was the Noxian camp guarding the Lokrond Plains.

General Gurlanth, a powerful figure in the Noxian nobility, has his own war group.

Now, he is commanding the battle group to fight in the Rocklund Plains to put down the rebellion.

But just halfway through, the two suddenly stopped and looked towards the hinterland of the plain.

Rumble!

The dull thunderous roar spanned endless distances, like the waves under a storm, continuously coming from a distance.

Looking far into the distance, it seemed like something terrifying was exploding in the air, air waves surged, and the clouds opened and mist dispersed.

Even in the hilly highlands, you can feel the plains trembling.

The next moment, the blood-red sky seemed to be torn apart, and a huge storm hung upside down in the middle of the sky and earth, raging in the clouds.

Then, streaks of blazing firelight illuminated the dark sky, and terrifying shock waves spread around, overturning and destroying patches of hilly ground and green trees.

"problem occurs!"

Tailong and Huo Jixing looked at each other with a bad feeling in their hearts.

The two faced the storm and moved forward again.

About a quarter of an hour later, Tai Lung and Huo Jixing hid in the dark and saw the retreating Noxian battle group.

The army was defeated like a mountain!

In front of their eyes, a scene of desolation and tragic defeat suddenly appeared.

In the hills and mountains, densely packed Noxian soldiers were reluctantly forming an array under the commander's orders and withdrawing from the hinterland of the plains.

They were exhausted and demoralized, with expressions of frustration and despair on their faces.

There were also many people carrying the injured bodies of their companions, and their whines and cries were mixed in with the messy footsteps.

"It was an explosion caused by black powder."

Huo Jixing whispered softly, recognizing the injuries of the Noxian soldiers.

Broken flesh and blood, and a disintegrated body are completely beyond the reach of ordinary blades.

Only a sweeping explosion could cause such horrific injuries.

Tyrone looked at the retreating Noxian soldiers and chose to continue deeper into the Lokrond Plains.

As the two of them went deeper, the air was gradually filled with the strong smell of blood and black gunpowder, and occasionally lost ordnance supplies could be seen.

Immediately afterwards, they saw the collapsed Noxian camp and the hastily constructed broken berms around it.

On the bloody battlefield outside the camp, broken armor and weapons were scattered, as well as the red flag representing Noxus, which fluttered gently in the wind.