The Glory of Noxus

The biting cold wind blew over the hills, waving the blood-stained robes.

Huo Jixing saw the minotaur Heg, lying quietly on the ground, his horns broken, his special steel armor shattered, his chest completely collapsed, and he could see the white bones.

The Noxian veteran Shaluba leaned against the mountain wall, his resolute face still had anger, even though he had lost his breath of life, but his body, like a pine tree, was still straight.

Rand, the Noxian scout who was once as strong as a wolf.

Now he has lost both arms and his neck is broken, lying on the bloody ground like a broken toy.

And the war mason Oaks, his weather-beaten face is covered with scars, but he is like a rock, standing in front of the sword boy Heini until death comes.

"Eric!"

Looking at the tall figure slumped on the ground not far away, Huo Jixing's eyes paused, and a touch of disbelief and sadness appeared on his bloodless face.

The tiger-like body that once brought a sense of security was covered with hideous scars.

There was still a roar to the god of death on his rough face, but at this moment, he was like a bloody sculpture, unable to move.

Behind Eric was Devitt.

This young Noxian scout was receiving treatment from the Noxian blood cavalry, with bandages wrapped around his arms and waist, soaked in blood.

"Is this the true face of war?"

Huo Jixing supported his body with rune weapons, like a dead vine and old tree, standing there blankly, looking at everything in front of him absent-mindedly.

Vaguely, he seemed to be back in the Noxian camp.

Recalling the scene when he first met everyone in the three-story building.

The shock brought by the tall body of the tauren Heg, the vicissitudes and sophistication of the Noxian veteran Shaluba, the unruly Rand, and the familiar faces of others.

"Death and pain are the melody of war!" Wilson walked to Huo Jixing's side and whispered to comfort him.

"They sacrificed their lives for the victory of Noxus. The empire will not forget them."

He looked at the body of his old friend Eric, and a little sadness surged in his heart.

But he quickly suppressed his emotions, knowing that the war was far from over.

Bang!

A dull sound sounded beside him.

Huo Jixing and Wilson turned around and saw two broken bodies falling from the air and thrown in front of them.

Huo Jixing instantly recognized their identities.

It was the Spirit Fox Wanderer Le'er and the Frostfang Shaman Hikaru.

The two people who were just majestic and waiting for an opportunity to attack had completely lost their breath of life, their necks were broken, and their heads were hanging crookedly on their bodies.

Ta-ta! Ta-ta! Ta-ta!

Just as Huo Jixing was surprised, a tiny sound came from the bottom of the hillside.

But in a moment, a desert dragon lizard covered with hard scales appeared in the field of vision, with two thick hind legs standing on the dry ground, and ears like cattail leaves hanging on both sides of its head.

It first stretched out its head and carefully observed the situation on the top of the hillside. After seeing Huo Jixing and Wilson, it turned its dark pupils and looked around curiously.

"Boy, look at these two dirty guys, are they the extraordinary people who attacked you?"

The furious knight Kre stretched out his right hand and pressed it on the top of Skarr's green head, holding the reins tightly, and walked in front of Huo Jixing.

He lowered his head slightly and looked down at Huo Jixing. The corners of his cracked mouth tore out a graceful arc, and his sharp teeth were like a beast showing its proud posture.

"They run quite fast, but their speed is not as fast as Skarr."

"Gululululu."

As if he understood Kre's praise, Skarr raised his head, opened his copper bell-like eyes, and looked around at everyone.

"Yes, Lord Kled."

Huo Jixing walked past the bodies of Le'er and Hikaru, walked in front of the desert dragon lizard Skarr, and saluted Kled.

He saw that Kled was specifically hunting down these two Winter Claw superhumans.

The Frostfang Shaman was still okay. Under the pressure of the desert dragon lizard, the Frostfang Giant Wolf was no longer as fierce as before and could not outrun Skarr at all.

But the Spirit Fox Wanderer was an agility superhuman. If he was determined to escape, it would take some time to catch up with him.

"Boy, you are quite strong."

Kled rode Skarr to Huo Jixing, looked at his skinny body, and invited him.

"Are you interested in joining my army?"

"I am Colonel Kled... No, General Kled!"

Huo Jixing was stunned. The invitation in front of him was a bit unexpected. He didn't know how to answer.

Just as he was hesitating, Wilson beside him spoke at the right time: "Lord Krei, he is already General Darius's man, it is a bit against the rules for you to do this."

"Rules, what rules?" Krei said nonchalantly.

"In the Noxian Legion, I, Krei, am the rule."

"Then I hope you can say the same when you meet General Darius." Wilson said softly, and then stood beside Krei with his hands folded.

"Uh"

Krei's only remaining eye turned, first looking at Huo Jixing, and then at Wilson.

Then he swung his axe and shouted at the Noxian blood cavalry at the bottom of the hill.

"Move, quickly deal with the battlefield, we are ready to leave."

Looking at Krei's current situation, he did not mention the matter of recruiting Huo Jixing just now.

"Lord Krei, have you seen their weapons?"

Seeing that Kled had lost interest, Huo Jixing gently stepped on the heads of the Frostfang Shaman and the Fox Wanderer, fiddling with their bodies, but he didn't see the weapons they had just used in the battle.

"Oh, you mean their True Ice weapons?" Kled asked in confusion.

In his impression, only the warriors of the Iceborn could endure the bone-chilling cold of True Ice and use it on the battlefield.

Seeing Huo Jixing nod, he scratched his head: "I don't care, you can go find it."

"But we have to hurry up, we need to get to the Winterthorn Mountain Road as soon as possible, Darius is still waiting for my rescue." Kled patted Skaar's head, as if he wanted to save some face and made a joke about Darius.

"Okay." Huo Jixing nodded quickly, dragged his body that had recovered a little, and walked down the hillside.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The cold wind whistled, and the strong smell of blood filled the nose.

Huo Jixing looked at the corpses that covered the mountain road, which were placed there in a mess. Noxian blood cavalry were executing the surviving blood warriors in an orderly manner and collecting some spoils.

Walking along the bloody ground, he first found the True Ice Gloves on the broken corpse beside the Juvask Boar.

Then he crossed the battlefield and found the True Ice Dagger of the Spirit Fox Wanderer and the blue rune necklace of the Frostfang Shaman in the mountains and forests not far away.

"Tsk tsk, it feels good to have a big boss to take care of it."

Huo Jixing looked at the two True Ice weapons and rune items covered with weak Nanli Fire in his hand, and sighed softly.

Then, he thought of the sacrificed people behind this tragic battle, and slowly restrained his inner joy.

"Blood is the wine of victory, you will slowly get used to the taste of blood!"

Huo Jixing remembered what Devitt said, and gradually tasted some of the taste.

Isn't the victory of the war soaked in blood?

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