The Glory of Noxus

In Valoran, the Noxian Empire's army is the largest in the known world.

It includes both elite troops and hundreds of battle groups fighting independently locally.

Each Chapter is led by its own leader, officers, and captains, and has its own unique culture, hierarchy, and combat preferences.

Different Chapters can form larger war groups and be responsible for specific divisions of labor in the field. They may be assigned as frontline commandos, hoplites, scouts, assassins or cavalry - as long as it suits their skills.

In the meeting hall.

Neat and smooth blue-gray boulders paved the ground, and many people were already sitting on the wooden seats that should have been vacant in the central area.

They are the leaders and centurions of various battle groups in the camp. They are wearing armor and have solemn expressions.

A dull and depressing atmosphere filled the air. Everyone looked at each other, rarely speaking, and quietly waiting for the person on the main seat who closed his eyes and rested his mind.

Until the last person is seated at the end of the conference table.

"General, everyone is here!"

Wilson walked to Darius' side and spoke in a low voice.

Hearing this, Darius opened his dark eyes, his oppressive gaze fell on everyone in front of him one by one, and he tapped the armrest with his fingers.

The position of leader of each Chapter is usually given by the Imperial General.

The centurions and deputy centurions under their own command are appointed by the leader himself, which makes it easier to command the battle group and avoid disorder and chaos.

The designations of these professions are basically ordinary battle groups that fight independently locally.

Excludes elite troops subordinate to the Imperial Generals.

In addition, unlike the position of leader, centurions must have multiple abilities, not just military.

Moreover, centurion is also the easiest position for people from the common class to climb to.

Most of the leaders belong to the noble class and extraordinary people.

"I think you have received the news!" Darius leaned back casually on his chair and looked at the people at the front of the conference table.

"But don't forget that our current duty is to invade Freljord!"

"Someone seems to want to disobey military orders?!"

Almost as Darius finished speaking, noises broke out, breaking the dull atmosphere in the hall, and everyone started talking.

On the wooden chair on the left side of the conference table, a thin man wearing black armor and a noble badge felt his heart skip a beat, and there seemed to be an inexplicable chill covering his whole body.

He quickly glanced at the people around him, and after seeing their calm expressions, he nodded slightly.

"General, there has been a coup in the capital, and Swain has become a rebel!"

"We should change the empire's strategy now, immediately give up the invasion of Freljord, give up this war, and return to the aid of Commander Darkwill!"

suddenly.

Just as the thin man finished speaking, the noisy atmosphere on the conference table disappeared, and dead silence suddenly appeared.

Many people cast their eyes on the thin man, and were either amazed, ridiculed, pitiful, or angry.

Give up on the Freljord invasion?

It's simple to say, but the meaning behind this war is far beyond what a leader can bear.

That represented not only a failure of Imperial strategy, but also the cowardice and incompetence of Darius, the Hand of Noxus.

It also means that the northern border of the empire will be completely empty, allowing the Winter's Claw clan to plunder and kill!

"hahahahahahahaha!"

Darius laughed suddenly, wildly.

His laughter was so loud that he was the only voice echoing in the meeting hall.

"Perry, why do you think you can give up the invasion of Freljord?" Darius stopped laughing and looked at the thin man wearing the noble badge with a cold expression.

"Let me think about it. The family behind you has trade relations with the Darkwill family. Is it the slave business at Shurima Port?"

"General, on this occasion, we shouldn't be talking about family issues." Perry spoke in a deep voice, his eyes evasive, not daring to face Darius.

"The life or death of Commander Darkwill is unknown. We need to return to the capital immediately to help the capital, suppress the rebels, and re-establish the glory of the empire."

"General, don't forget your loyalty to Commander Darkwill!"

As soon as Perry finished speaking, several people stood up, echoed, and even greeted those around them.

"For Darkwill!"

"For Darkwill!"

"For Darkwill!"

In the silent meeting hall, scattered shouts echoed.

But as time goes by, it slowly disappears, leaving only silence and uneasiness.

Bang bang! Bang bang! Bang bang!

Darius stood up and applauded, then walked slowly to Perry, his dark eyes like those of a wolf, looking down at the weak lamb.

"Very inflammatory remarks, but I'm sorry."

"My loyalty is not to the person sitting on the throne, but to the empire territory beneath my feet!"

Thin cold sweat appeared on his forehead. Perry swallowed and looked nervously at Darius in front of him. The tall body covered in armor gave him a suffocating feeling of oppression.

"Send us a military order to deprive Perry, Yaco and others of their leadership and centurion positions." Darius said coldly, completely shattering the psychological defense built by Perry.

"Damn Darius, you have no right to do this. I am the leader of the chapter appointed by General Gulans."

Perry stood up suddenly, put his right hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist, and looked at Darius with a ferocious expression.

Just as his palm grasped the hilt of the sword.

Outside the meeting hall, there were sounds of footsteps. Noxian soldiers wearing bloody armor and holding sharp blades walked along the conference table and surrounded everyone.

It's not just these Noxian soldiers.

The people who were once each other's colleagues also glared at each other, drew their weapons and pointed them at them.

"Grans? His identity is not enough to protect you!" Darius' tone became colder and colder, his eyes like black wolves looking around at the silent people on the conference table.

This short-lived turmoil is over.

Perry and others had their weapons confiscated and were escorted down by Noxian soldiers.

Before leaving, Perry and others still pretended to be reserved and proud, staring at Darius without lowering their heads.

Darius didn't care about the looks from Perry and others. He held the conference table with both hands, stared at the remaining people, and said in a deep voice: "Now, who has any questions?"

Faced with Darius's tough attitude, the group leaders or centurions in front of the conference table shook their heads, expressing that they had no doubts.

"Three days later, the entire army will march into Freljord!"

Darius clenched his fists, smashed them on the table, and looked at the crimson imperial flag hanging on the wall.

"The force of Noxus is unstoppable!"

"Yes, General!"

The deafening response floated over the meeting hall, and the remaining leaders of the war group stood up and left one by one.

It only takes a moment.

Following the orders passed down by the leaders of the war group, the restless Noxian camp began to boil completely, as if boiling hot water. Countless voices mixed together, shaking the falling snow.

Meeting hall, on the stone steps.

Darius, wearing strong armor, stood on a high platform, overlooking the restless camp, his expression changing constantly.

Everything that had just happened at the conference table had touched the bottom line that he had been insisting on.

Although relying on the prestige of the Hand of Noxus, he forcibly deprived Perry and others of their rights and suppressed everyone's thoughts.

But things are far from that simple. Once this war fails, he will definitely be impeached and slandered by the nobles.

"I have no choice!" Darius looked extremely cold.

Giving up on the invasion of Freljord is impossible!

After Swain's coup, it was no longer a matter of invasion or not, but that the empire now needed a victory to restore its fallen glory.

Winter's Claw, Sejuani!

Darius recalled the cruel and ruthless war mother riding the Juvask wild boar, her eyes unable to hide the murderous intent.

In this stalemate war, too many Noxians were buried in the Freljord.

And he continued the Imperial strategy of invading the Freljord for three reasons.

First, many fronts around the empire have either failed or fallen into quagmire. Only his Northern Front Army still has strength left.

He must win this war!

Even if you have to sacrifice yourself, you must restore the empire's declining glory!

Second, this is the imperial strategy formulated by Darkwill.

Fundamentally speaking, he can't find any faults, which is also his confidence.

After all, no one could have imagined that the octogenarian would not be able to hold on for even one day under Swain's coup, resulting in his orders being unable to reach the capital of Noxus.

Of course, even if the order comes, he will not execute it!

The third is the letter sent by Delevingne.

After leaving the battlefield, Draven seemed to have found something he liked in the Immortal Fortress and joined Swain's camp.

The letter did not persuade Darius to side with Swain, but only talked about some interesting things in life.

He didn't mention taking sides in everything, but as an elder brother, wouldn't Darius be able to hear the underlying meaning behind his words?

So he chose to go north to Freljord and temporarily leave the whirlpool of the Empire.

There is still one.

For Darius, this is the reason.

He and Swain are old friends. They once worked together in the Chapter Group in the western part of the empire, and the two have a good relationship.

The knowledgeable and talented Swain was once someone he looked up to.

"I hope you made the right choice, Swain!"

Darius looked back at the hinterland of the empire, his eyes seemed to have transcended thousands of distances, and he saw his old friend with gray frost on his temples, cleaning the decaying and dark capital.

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