The Glory of Noxus

In the dark sky, the rain of arrows continued to fall, gradually dyeing the snow red.

Looking from a distance, each armored corpse becomes a stepping stone for the blood warriors to move forward.

Even the frozen river surface was unavoidable, covered with black arrows.

The warriors of Winter's Claw are indeed born warriors tempered by a cruel and ruthless environment.

After experiencing the attack of arrows, they were like wounded beasts, bursting out with a more terrifying desire to fight.

They stepped on the corpses of their companions, crossed the wide river, and fought bravely into the trench.

In an instant!

An extremely brutal battle took place in a snow trench!

The Noxian soldiers, who had been prepared for a long time, rushed out from all corners of the trench and started a bloody fight with the Blood Warriors.

Compared to the weapons and equipment of Winter's Claw.

The Noxian soldiers relied on sophisticated weapons and array coordination to firmly resist the impact of the Blood Warriors.

They were like precision instruments, using trenches as their positions to surround and kill the Blood Warriors.

Shield guards, spearmen, axemen and other different battle group types appear in every corner of the battlefield.

When one falls, another will take his place, leaving behind the bloody warriors who stepped into the trench with firm eyes.

The blade was attached to his body, and the blood dyed the shirt red.

In his ears were the beating of war drums, shouts, and the fanatical roars of many soldiers.

Finally, it was mixed with the dull drum beat, which seemed to ignite the blood in every Noxian's heart.

Sonorous!

The sharp blade slit the Blood Warrior's throat, and the Noxian soldier held the blade tightly until the Blood Warrior completely lost resistance and then slowly relaxed.

When he turned around, the Noxian soldier saw his companion and the Blood Warrior beside him locked in a hand-to-hand fight in the snow, and immediately stepped forward to help.

The sharp blade swung and landed on the back of the bloody warrior, spraying blood that dyed his face red.

But he didn't see his companion getting up. When he shook his companion's body, he saw bloody finger holes on his fragile neck.

Scenes like this frequently occur on the battlefield.

The blood warriors of Winter's Claw show naked wild killing.

This is the Freljord, the frozen land of ice that taught them how to fight against the God of Death.

Use your fingers and teeth to kill Noxian soldiers by any means necessary.

It's just a cup of tea.

The vertical and horizontal trenches were filled with corpses. There were bloody warriors and Noxian soldiers, filling in the low ravines.

Looking around, the snowy plains and frozen rivers were covered with black blood warriors.

They faced the torrential rain of arrows and poured into the trench accompanied by ancient war songs.

The eyes of each Blood Warrior showed desperate anger, like a completely out-of-control beast, attacking the Noxian position without fear.

The bloody wave of war became more violent as time passed.

One wave after another, the oppressed Noxian soldiers could not breathe.

"Prepare!"

In the Noxus camp, Captain Faron had left Darius and led his heavy infantry regiment into formation.

Seeing that the situation in the trench was declining, he immediately waved his arms to signal everyone to get ready.

He was waiting, waiting for the flag officer at the high platform watchtower to convey the order.

"Isn't it time yet?"

Captain Farong looked at the many corpses filled in the trench, his expression a little anxious under his silver-grey mask.

Then he looked at the high tower and saw the tall figure like a sculpture, and his heart gradually calmed down.

Captain Farong is different from most chapter leaders in that he was born deep in the Zaun Trench.

The young Captain Ben Faron was considered a scourge by the Zaunites of that shadowy region, said to be capricious and unacceptable.

It was also because of this that when he grew up, Captain Ben Faron left the Zaun trench area and came to the Noxus Empire alone to become a Noxian soldier.

Within the ranks of Noxus, he was championed, rewarded, and unstoppable.

Later, Captain Farong won the appreciation of Darius with his strong strength and size, joined his command, and became the leader of the battle group.

Therefore, in this empire, Captain Farong is loyal to only one person.

Hand of Noxus Darius!

Suppressing his inner thoughts, Captain Farong continued to wait, but this time, he soon saw movement on the high watchtower in the distance.

The armored flag commander quickly waved the red flag in his hand and conveyed the order.

Captain Farong immediately understood that it was time for his battle group to dispatch.

"General Darius is watching us, let the bastards of Winter's Claw try our might!"

Captain Farong took a deep breath, and a dull voice came from behind the mask, resounding over the array.

He waved the chain hammer in his hand and led the heavy infantry regiment under his command, like a torrent of steel, towards the wave of war set off by the Blood Warriors.

In this war, the Blood Warrior fully demonstrated his power.

But Noxians are never afraid of a challenge.

If the enemy is cruel, they will become even more cruel, and they will be punished with vengeance.

Wow!

The heavy and ferocious, barbed chain hammer swung, directly crushing all the blood warriors in front of him.

The blood and painful howls all over the sky showed the power of Captain Farong.

With strong heavy armor and a large body, Captain Farong led the heavy infantry and instantly suppressed the offensive of the Blood Warriors.

With their unstoppable formation, they halted the advancement of the Blood Warriors.

And in the trenches filled with corpses, they regained Noxus' offensive rhythm.

But this is not the end.

Captain Farong was bathed in the blood of the enemy. The chain hammer in his hand turned into a silver storm, rolling up the blood, flesh and bones in the sky, and rushed back towards the trench position where the Blood Warriors were holding fast.

"Let the heavy infantry go up."

In front of the Winter's Claw camp, Sejuani stared at the bloody killings in the trench, with a few ripples in her cold eyes.

In the territory of Freljord, the blood warriors who are good at fighting have encountered real challenges.

dong dong!dong dong!dong dong!

Following Sejuani's order, dull footsteps sounded in the camp.

Tribal warriors wearing strong armor quickly gathered. They were covered in heavy armor and held ferocious weapons made of steel.

Then, they started running from the hill.

Boom! Boom!

When Captain Farong was killing everyone.

A deafening tremor echoed across the snowy plain in the distance.

Looking up, he saw the heavy infantry belonging to Winter's Claw, like a torrent opening its gates, unleashing its wrath.

They have better armor and better weapons than the Blood Warriors.

It is the core strength of the Winter's Claw tribe.

Now, under the command of War Mother Sejuani, they charged bravely into the blood-stained trench.

boom!

The waves surged, and the blood on the ground dyed the armor red.

With the impact of the Winter's Claw heavy infantry, the smell of blood in the trench became stronger and choked the mouth and nose.

Captain Farong gave up on the bloody warriors in front of him, led his battle group, and faced the oncoming heavy infantry head-on.

However, after a moment, the two sides fell into a deadly battle.

The clash of steel and the angry shouts intertwined and converged into a red sonata of death.

Countless flowers of life disappeared in the confrontation.

The soldiers of Winter's Claw and Noxus used their blood and flesh and blood to embellish the glory of this war.

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