The Glory of Noxus

In the rocky mountains and forests.

Strange-shaped rocks and trees are piled up randomly to form a tortuous terrain.

The winter sun penetrates the clouds, bringing rare warmth to the cold snowy environment.

Huo Jixing leaned on the smooth boulder and chewed the hard dry food in his mouth.

Hearing the footsteps behind him, he withdrew his red eyes to look at the sky, and saw Heini walking over, holding a stone bowl filled with warm water in his hand.

"Is it the sword boy's duty?"

Huo Jixing looked at the half-grown man in front of him who was carrying a rune weapon, shrugged his shoulders, picked up the stone bowl, and drank the whole drink in one gulp.

In recent days, he has finally experienced the benefits of having a sword boy.

The food was prepared, the water was delivered, and there were always greetings and greetings. It was completely taken care of from beginning to end.

"Do you still need it?" Henie asked with wide eyes.

This was his third day following the team, and what he saw and heard along the way made him curious about the Tenth Commander Huo Jixing in front of him.

Humility and courtesy, excellent skills.

He never criticized his subordinates harshly and never defended his rights. Instead, he blended in with them and talked and laughed happily.

This is very different from the team he was in before, or the atmosphere of most Noxian legions.

Very rare.

"No need, go take care of Oaks, don't let the wound break again." Huo Jixing shook his head, turned his eyes, and looked at the mottled light and shadow cast by the sun not far away.

The rocky forest that Oaks chose contains not only broken boulders but also fallen and leaning trees, which mix together to form a complex and changeable terrain.

It has also become their resting place in recent days.

The rapid progress in the past few days kept us away from the burned-out villages, and the traces left along the way were also cleaned up by Sharuba and Eric.

This is a warning from Oaks!

The Crow Clan's tracking ability is very strong. Even Oaks, a war mason, needs to be careful at all times and not leave any traces.

Everyone listened to Oakes' advice.

And this unfounded belief is not for Oaks himself, but for his identity as a war mason.

And in these few days, Huo Jixing deeply understood the importance of war masons.

Without Eric's pointing or Huo Jixing's frequent use of [Suzaku·Red Eyes of Fire], Oaks could easily find shortcuts and avoid being tracked by clan warriors.

However, the environmental impact of ice sheets and permafrost still exists.

Ever since they entered the Freljord, the howling cold wind and continuous blizzards seemed like invisible ghosts intent on burying all living things in the Ironthorn Mountains.

"Ok?"

Huo Jixing, who was basking in the sun, saw an armored figure approaching quickly in the rocky forest.

It's Rand and DeWitt.

The two seemed to have a certain tacit understanding after carrying out several investigation missions together, and they also chose each other as their partners.

Considering DeWitt's strength and age, Huo Jixing is happy to see success.

"Captain Ten, there's a situation!" Rand quickly ran to the boulder, gasping for breath, and a flush appeared on his cold face.

"On the ice sheet in the distance, we found the wheel marks and the ashes of campfires buried in the snow."

Huo Jixing raised his eyebrows slightly after hearing the news. Once again he couldn't hold back his emotions and cursed in a low voice: "Damn it, I hope I can gain something this time!"

In fact, the weather in Freljord is too cruel and unforgiving.

Even with the blessing of Nanli Fire, Huo Jixing still felt a little unbearable.

No need to wait to call the other Noxian scouts.

In the lee of the rocky mountain forest, Oaks and others came over quickly after noticing the movement.

A few minutes later, after listening to Rand and DeWitt's narration, the silent atmosphere in the team became a little restless, and a touch of red appeared on everyone's face.

Compared with the fragmented news before, this time it seems to be more realistic.

"Everyone."

Huo Jixing walked to the front of the team, standing straight, his left hand pressing the handle of the knife hanging on his waist, and his right hand pointing to the sun that was gradually setting in the sky.

"not much time!"

He looked around at everyone, his dark eyes filled with coldness.

"We must follow the trail before dark, otherwise the blizzard and night will destroy all traces."

"Ox, don't let us down next!"

At the end of his words, Huo Jixing looked deeply at Oaks, and then roared angrily at the tauren standing at the end of the team.

"Haig, protect Oaks."

"Do not worry!"

The tauren Hege grinned, smiled honestly, puffed up his chest, and beat it hard.

In the howling cold wind, rapidly falling snowflakes obscured the view.

The tall figure of the tauren enveloped Oaks, resisting the cold wind.

Huo Jixing seemed unaffected, walking through the fresh snow and falling behind Oaks and Haig.

He didn't know if he had the so-called command talent, but as a war mason, Oaks definitely had it, and his talent was extraordinary.

Therefore, he will listen to Oaks's advice at critical moments and even hand over command.

Just like what Shaluba and Sword Boy Heini said about him, he never defended his rights or acted condescendingly.

On the open ice field, there is a convoy full of supplies, heading towards the blizzard.

Pale snowflakes danced in the air, falling on the carriage shed and horse hooves, decorating the slow-moving motorcade with a layer of silver feathers.

Maybe the ground is too slippery, maybe the weather is too cold.

Ernuk, who was pulling the vehicle, would hum from time to time, and the air he exhaled formed clouds of white mist in the cold environment.

Squeak!Squeak!

The wheels of the car rubbed against the snow, making bursts of sound. The clan warriors guarding the surroundings moved cautiously, their cold eyes surveying the environment behind the blizzard.

"It's a material transport convoy!"

Huo Jixing lay on the snow, scanning the long motorcade and the blue flag fluttering in the wind with a slightly fiery gaze.

It is engraved with the symbol of Winter's Claw.

The convoy in front of me was walking on the ice field. There were six carriages in total. They were pulled by different numbers of Enukes, who were piled with fallen snow.

Visible to the naked eye, these Enuks were extremely tired. Their orange hair had not been washed for a long time and was tangled together under the falling snow. It looked like the long antlers of a deer. Some were broken and some were cut off directly.

In addition to Enuk, there were also clan warriors guarding the convoy, numbering about thirty.

Judging from the fur armor they wore and the weapons they held, it was guessed that they were not the elite warriors of Winter's Claw, but a subordinate clan or a blood alliance.

Maybe they themselves didn't expect anyone to cross the defense line and penetrate deep into the Freljord.

"Do you want to take action?" Sheruba slowly crawled over. His gray hair was covered by snowflakes, but there was a hint of blood in his calm eyes.

"No, wait!" Huo Jixing shook his head and refused.

Looking back at the many Noxian scouts lurking quietly in the snow, they tried to control their breathing so as not to reveal their positions.

The raised snow hill further away is the tauren Haig.

Under his body, the injured war mason Oaks relied on a strong shield and did not have to face the baptism of the blizzard.

The blizzard was still going on, and they would stop to rest before dusk.

Huo Jixing withdrew his gaze and stared at the clan convoy not far away, thinking of Oaks' suggestion.

The Freljord at night is far beyond what these ordinary clan warriors can resist.

They will definitely choose a place to set up camp based on the environment.

Another important point is that they cannot fight in this open ice field, lest someone escape and reveal their whereabouts.

"We have a lot of patience!" Huo Jixing's eyes were firmly fixed on the motorcade in front and he laughed softly.

How could we let them go so easily after finally getting the opportunity?

Ice and snow will never be kind to creatures who set foot on this frozen soil of the North, even the Freljordians.

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