The Glory of Noxus

Fort Digger.

This majestic city is located in the rugged Ironthorn Mountains.

It is the most important strategic town on the northern border of the Noxian Empire and the core of the northern defense line.

The reason why it has such an important position is closely related to the rich gold and iron deposits underground.

Deep beneath the mountains of the Delverhold, Noxian forges never cool, churning out countless blades and armor for the Noxian Empire, giving the Empire an advantage in war.

All of Noxus' finest plate armor comes from the Delverhold.

These sturdy plate armors, carefully crafted and polished, became the most reliable amulets for the imperial soldiers.

Therefore, as an extremely important arsenal of the empire, the defense facilities of Fort Delver are also extremely strong.

After losing news of villages and towns on the northern border, the Delverhold was the only one from which any subsequent news was sent.

But five days ago, all news about the Diggersburg was lost and they could no longer be contacted.

Now Drune can only hope that the warband stationed in Delverhold can hold on and wait for rescue.

Huo Jixing looked away from the table and towards the map of the empire hanging on the wall. He became increasingly aware of the critical situation on the northern border.

He began to worry that Fort Drift would be completely lost.

Then by then, whether it is the bear tribe that believes in the old god Volibear, or Sejuani's Winter Claw tribe.

All of them can pose a huge threat to the northern border.

They even marched straight across the Dalmo Plain and reached Drune.

"Master Chief, it's time to eat."

In the conference room, Huo Jixing heard a familiar voice and looked in the direction of the sound.

What came into view was a middle-aged man in a red and grey robe, standing at the door with a smile on his face.

"Wilson!"

Huo Jixing cried out in surprise, then came to his senses, stood up and hugged Wilson tightly.

Wilson, Corps Advisor.

He is an old friend of Huo Jixing, and the two have a deep friendship.

After a long time, Wilson loosened his arms and looked at Huo Jixing, who had hardly changed at all, feeling deeply moved.

The former border soldier has now grown into a pillar of the empire and serves as the leader of the Reiser Garrison Corps.

"Why are you here?" Huo Jixing asked curiously.

"General Darius sent me here to assist you," Wilson replied respectfully.

As Darius's right-hand man, he rarely leaves Darius' side.

Apart from Huo Jixing, he has only served as deputy to Draven and Kled, responsible for handling the affairs of the chapter.

Afterwards, at Huo Jixing's invitation, Wilson stayed for dinner, chatting about the past and discussing interesting stories of the empire.

But the final topic still fell on matters concerning the northern border.

Compared with Huo Jixing, Wilson arrived in Drunne four days earlier and went out to participate in a field reconnaissance operation during the waiting period.

He still remembered the scenes in the north that he saw after leaving the Dalmo Plain.

Desolate, eerie and terrifying!

Even Wilson, who had been through many battles, was a little frightened.

From the position he was moving in, there was no sign of life within a few hundred miles.

The sky was even grayer, like a silent death place.

The once lush fields and rolling hills seemed to have been abused by a mysterious force, leaving endless scars.

Following the instructions on the map, Wilson led the team to find a village that should have existed.

But there was no trace of Noxians there, only ruins remained.

The shrill sound coming from the biting cold wind was like the crying and wailing of the souls of those who died unjustly.

As Wilson continued to move forward, he unexpectedly encountered a group of mad bear monsters.

They roared, their voices echoing in the valley like thunder, their eyes flashing with primitive killing desire, and rushed towards the reconnaissance team.

Faced with the attack, Wilson led his soldiers to quickly form a defensive formation.

With rich combat experience and firm will, he faced the bear monsters head-on and eventually slaughtered them one by one.

After the battle, Wilson looked at the bear monsters lying in the valley and realized that something was wrong.

He noticed that the bear monsters looked very ferocious and terrifying, but their strength was somewhat weak.

It is far inferior to the bear monsters encountered in the Second Freljord War.

Wilson immediately decided to end the investigation early and return to Drune to prepare for an in-depth investigation into the bear monster.

But when he returned to the camp, he unexpectedly received news of Huo Jixing's arrival.

The current Huo Jixing is no longer the northern border soldier who once obeyed his orders.

He has become a renowned hero of the Empire, with power and status comparable to the three members of the Trifarious Council.

The night is getting darker.

The cold wind passed over the Ironthorn Mountains and swept across the Dalmo Plain, bringing the breath of winter.

Huo Jixing and Wilson strolled on the high platform of the camp, looking at the dark plain in the distance.

The dim night could not block Huo Jixing's red-gold eyes. He saw dark clouds blocking the moonlight.

Faintly, a deep purple glow suddenly appeared, permeating the sky.

Suddenly!

The sound of horse hooves could be heard in the distance from the camp.

Huo Jixing looked up and saw a group of imperial cavalry rushing towards them like a steel wave.

At the front was Kled, riding a desert dragon lizard and wielding a silver axe.

Maybe he noticed Huo Jixing's gaze.

Kled stood on Skaarl's back, looking at the camp's platform from afar. He saw two familiar figures in his field of vision and grinned.

"Skaar, hurry up!"

Kled smacked Skaarl's scaly back with the handle of his axe and cried out.

"Gululululu!"

Skaarl shook his spiked head in dissatisfaction, and the ears on both sides of his head slapped against Kled's body.

"Damn you Skaarl, stop wrinkling my breeches."

Kled steadied himself, looked down at Skaarl at his feet, and put away his silver axe.

Then he roared to the Noxian cavalry behind him.

"Boys, speed up and get back to the camp as soon as possible."

As the deafening sound of horse hooves grew closer, the camp gate had already been opened.

Bonfires were lit on both sides of the wide road to dispel the darkness of the night and illuminate the camp.

"Hey, kid, nice to see you here."

With a silver axe on his shoulder, Klei walked towards Huo Jixing with a heartless step.

Huo Jixing had been waiting for a long time, looking at the approaching Kled and the timid-looking Skarr behind him.

A smile appeared on his face and he greeted warmly.

"General Krei!"

"You look so happy. Did you gain something from the Northern Plains?"

He smelled a strong smell of blood lingering on the bodies of Kled and Skaarl.

"Haha, those mad bear monsters are just enough to fill the gaps between our teeth." Kled said nonchalantly.

The light from the bonfire shone on Kleil's plush face, making his smug expression even more vivid.

"I've already swept the area and didn't encounter any difficult guys."

"If we want to continue our investigation, we probably have to go deeper into the Iron Thorn Mountains."

Huo Jixing nodded. Since the nearby bear monsters had been cleared out, they headed towards the Iron Thorn Mountains.

He turned to look at Wilson behind him and said, "Notify all the regiments staying in Drune to set out at noon tomorrow."

"Okay." Wilson said respectfully.

He understood the importance of the matter and left the platform in a hurry without delay.

Many elite imperial regiments are stationed near Drune. Although they have clear division of labor, most of them fight on their own, so matters concerning their departure must be properly arranged.

Huo Jixing watched Wilson's back gradually walking away, and the burden in his heart seemed to be lightened a lot.

With Wilson assisting with the affairs of the chapter, he will be able to devote more energy to other important decisions and actions.

"How strong is the bear-man monster we encountered this time?" Huo Jixing's gaze fell on Kled.

"Those disgusting guys have long lost their minds. They stayed in the Northland, seemingly searching for the remaining people."

Klei swung the silver axe in his hand, spat out a mouthful of blood foam, and said with a brutal look on his face.

"They are completely unable to communicate, and only have the instinct to hunt. I have no choice but to send them to meet the so-called old gods."

Huo Jixing listened to what Kelei said and nodded gently, "Have you seen any traces of the Winter Claw tribe or the Black Rose?"

"No, the area of ​​Dalmo Plain near the Iron Thorn Mountains has long been reduced to ruins, and there is no trace of any living people." Klei shook his head.

"If it were up to me, we would just march forward with our entire army and crush any enemy that dares to stop us."

He seemed somewhat dissatisfied with the empire's slow movements, and the silver axe in his hand drew tracks in the air.

Huo Jixing looked helpless. It would be great if they could just send a large army to the border to solve the problem.

But this time the enemy they face is the old god, the immortal Thunder Volibear.

LeBlanc and Black Rose are lurking in the dark, so you must be careful.

Huo Jixing walked up to Kled, patted him on the shoulder gently, and spoke in a voice that could almost calm the storm.

"General Krey, we must be cautious and not let innocent blood stain the territory of the empire."

"After all, our enemies are more than just the bear monsters in front of us."

Klei seemed to understand that what he just said was just a simple way for him to vent his inner restlessness.

He climbed back onto Skaarl's back, his silver axe pointed at the Druune behind him.

"How about this city? This is the most ordinary conquest war among my many glories!"

Although what Klei said was the most ordinary war of conquest, he couldn't hide the smug smile under his grinning mouth.

The First Battle of Druune.

It was launched by the Noxian Empire against the surrounding barbarian tribes.

Because these barbaric tribes were unwilling to join the empire, they stubbornly stayed where they were and were unwilling to move to another place.

As a result, the Noxian Empire launched a war against them without hesitation, intending to drive them out of the Dalmore Plains.

But the severity of the First Battle of Druune far exceeded the Noxians' imagination.

In the gray wastelands and hills, the Noxian army was forced to face ambushes from barbarians who were familiar with the terrain. Two consecutive defeats left the morale of the Noxian army extremely low.

Their commander had also lost his fighting spirit due to the defeat, and he only asked the soldiers to form a circular defensive formation with him as the center to protect his safety.

The lack of concern for the lives of other soldiers caused the morale of the Imperial Chapter to further decline.

Finally, after climbing over another mountain, the Noxians saw the scene they least wanted to see.

A large number of barbarian troops had already been waiting here, ready to annihilate this defeated army and declare the defeat of the Noxian Empire.

The fateful moment has arrived.

The great General Kled appeared on the stage riding Skaarl at this moment, creating the first battle of Druune——

The bloodiest hand-to-hand combat!

Kled roared at the barbarians, telling them to leave his territory immediately or they would commit suicide.

But Kled charged with a loud shout before the barbarian army could respond.

This is very consistent with Kled's character.

At the same time, this also inspired many Noxian soldiers.

The soldiers followed Kled's steps and rushed forward with resentment towards their commander and anger towards the barbarians.

The battle started instantly, and the blood that was splashed everywhere dyed the Dalmo Plain red.

Kled fought bravely and seemed to always be at the center of the battle, hacking and slashing, punching and kicking left and right amidst the flying of blood and flesh.

Enemy corpses piled up around Kled, and his clothes were soaked in blood.

He shouted wild challenges and harsh insults.

Although too few Noxian soldiers survived that day, it could hardly be called a victory.

However, Drunne entered a state of evenly matched confrontation and insisted on waiting until the Immortal Fortress received the battle report and sent reinforcements.

The wheels of war rolled on for another decade, until finally the barbarian leader proposed peace.

They became the strength of Noxus.

“Nice city.”

Huo Jixing looked at the brightly lit city at night and said with admiration.

He had already read all the news about the First Battle of Drune in the records of the Reiser Garrison.

Understand Kled's pivotal role in a war that was nearly lost.

"Insincere compliments!"

When Klei heard Huo Jixing's words, he showed a look of disgust.

"Forget it. I can't make sense to you."

He pulled the reins tight and drove Skarr away, ready to find a place to sleep.

Skarr lowered his head and listened to the conversation between Kled and Huo Jixing.

Hearing Huo Jixing's final praise, Skarr gave Kled a mocking smile.

This cocky guy always likes to brag about himself.

If it hadn't risked its life to turn back and rescue Kled who was fighting bravely, could he have won the final victory?

Before leaving, Klei looked back at Huo Jixing on the platform and grinned.

"This battle on the northern border may be difficult, but you must believe in yourself."

"The Empire will win everything!"

"Because this is Noxus!"

Huo Jixing waved his hand, said goodbye to Kelei, and returned to the meeting room.

The next day, early in the morning.

The camp gates opened, and the grey-robed war masons poured out onto the Dalmore Plain.

The first sign of a Noxian warband's march was not the movement of soldiers, but the advance of war masons deep into the combat zone, scouting out routes ahead.