The Glory of Noxus

Chapter 69 A timid lizard?Please call me, Desert Dragon Lizard!
The night is dark and the wind and snow are miserable.

The sparse snow curtain could not hide the crimson waves surging in the distance.

Georgi seemed to sense the uneasiness of stepping down from the Juvask wild boar. He forcibly grabbed the reins and reached out to comfort his companion.

From what he could see, the number of Noxian Scarlet Cavalry far exceeded his own team.

But tempered by the cruel and ruthless environment of the Freljord, they are natural warriors who are never afraid of any challenge.

Looking at the approaching Noxian Scarlet Cavalry, Georgi took a deep breath and stood in the middle of the mountain road riding a Juvask wild boar.

"For Winter's Claw, for the great War Mother Sejuani!"

He raised his arms and roared loudly, intending to lead the blood warriors who were waiting to stop the surging crimson wave.

"fighting!"

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!
Under the dark sky, barbed arrows fell like sudden rain, tearing apart the snow curtain and falling towards the oncoming bloody cavalry of Noxus.

But when the arrows fall, they seem to encounter invisible obstacles and most of them lose their direction.

Those who occasionally fell into the cavalry array would not be able to cause any effective damage.

Upon seeing this, Georgi immediately waved his hand, signaling the blood warrior behind him to stand at the front of the array with a shield in hand.

The narrow mountain road not only hindered their previous attack, but also restricted the Noxian Scarlet Cavalry that came to the rescue.

Georgi looked at the surging bloody wave.

Although the leader could not be seen clearly, they were able to walk side by side on the mountain road without any hindrance. There were only five Noxian Scarlet Cavalry.

He clenched his fists and awakened the ice blood in his body. Dark blue frost gradually filled his body, and the ice weapons wrapped around his hands were also trembling.

Maybe the temperature is too low.

The dark blue frost condensed the air and compressed inside, as if it was about to turn into a rock-solid ice wall.

The Juvask wild boar that Georgi stepped under was also a little unbearable. Its thick front hooves frequently trampled the snow, and its tusks swung with its head and cut through the air.

Bend over and make a fist.

Georgi was ready to use the ice power he had accumulated for a long time to crush the blood-colored wave rolling in at the front.

Boom!Boom!Boom!
The uniform sound of horse hooves trampling, like thunder, resounded through the mountain road.

Georgi's cold eyes crossed the snow curtain and saw the person at the front of the Noxian Scarlet Cavalry.

Yordles?

Doubts arose in my heart, but the next moment.

A look of panic and fear appeared on Georgi's resolute face.

The sight of a yordle riding a desert dragon lizard and wielding a sharp blade reminded him of a Noxian hero who was active in rumors and biographies.

Raging Knight Kled!
He wanted to open his mouth and shout loudly to disperse the bloody warriors in formation.

But before any action can be taken, the bloody wave has arrived!
He could only swing his fist hastily, and with the blessing of the Zhenbing gloves, the dark blue frost turned into frost mist and blocked the front.

"Skaarl!"

At the forefront of the crimson wave, Kled was originally walking alongside the Noxian Scarlet Cavalry.

But the moment he saw the dark blue frost mist, he immediately tightened the reins, and cold murderous intent surged out of his only intact eye.

The desert dragon lizard immediately accelerated, took quick steps, and led Kled forward.

Bang!
The terrifying crashing sound resounded throughout the battlefield.

The desert dragon lizard ignored the surrounding frost and swung its scaly tail, directly hitting the Juvask wild boar like a car, and Georgi, who was sitting upright on his back, could not avoid it.

The unstoppable force first broke the sharp tusks of the Juvask wild boar, then shattered Georgi's arm and threw him into the air.

The bone-crushing pain attacked Georgi's nerves. He watched himself rising from the ground, recalling the previous scene when he knocked away the enemy. “So this is what it feels like!”

Then, he saw Kled grinning, swinging the silver ax in his hand and slashing it down.

Click!

The ax blade fell, the condensed frost shattered, and then passed across his neck.

Darkness fell instantly, completely engulfing Georgi's consciousness.

At this moment, the Noxian Scarlet Cavalry surged like a torrent through Kled's torn mouth, breaking through the Blood Warriors' defense with overwhelming force.

"Kill them all!"

Kled raised his ax high, the dripping blood staining his armor and Skaar's scaled body red.

Behind him, the Noxian Scarlet Cavalry looked cold, straightening the heavy lance in his hand, like a black spike, piercing into the Blood Warrior's body.

Those hard shields and heavy robes and armor were as easy to penetrate as paper in front of the sharp heavy lance.

But momentarily.

The sticky blood was like a heavy rain, pouring on the snow, and each hot body was trampled by the bloody cavalry of Noxus.
Skaar, who became active, seemed to be out of control. He led Kled and ran around in the chaotic array, causing a bloody storm.

But this is not the end.

After the first round of charge, the Noxian Scarlet Cavalry, led by Kled, quickly adjusted their formation.

The front army becomes the rear army, and the rear army becomes the front army.

Only Kled is still ahead!
"For Noxus!" Kled spat out the blood foam in his mouth, pointed his ax at the remaining Blood Warriors, and launched another fatal charge.

In the bloody battlefield, the remaining Claws of Winter Blood Warriors completely lost their fighting spirit when faced with the Noxian Scarlet Cavalry led by Kled.

They screamed in terror and ran in all directions, but they could not escape the Noxian Scarlet Cavalry that surrounded them.

The bright moonlight hides behind the gray clouds, and the dim starlight falls to the ground.

This Noxian massacre is over!
This pale hill has been completely stained red with sticky blood.

Looking from a distance, broken corpses, broken weapons, and a huge Juvask wild boar were randomly discarded like unwanted garbage.

The scarlet blood gathered into a stream, wrapped in snowflakes, and flowed along the mountain road.

Huo Jixing looked down at the scarlet hell-like scene in front of him with a look of shock, as if he didn't expect that the blood warriors surrounding him would be wiped out in this way.

Tap!Tap!
Hearing the crisp sound of footsteps, Huo Jixing raised his eyes and saw a familiar figure coming into view.

"Wilson?"

He looked at the middle-aged man who had walked to the top of the hillside, protected by the Noxian Scarlet Cavalry, and spoke in surprise.

The middle-aged man wearing a red and gray robe in front of him was the legion adviser he met in the military camp.

"Long time no see."

Wilson walked closer, looked at the skinny Huo Jixing with a heavy expression, and told him the reason for the unexpected encounter.

At this time, he had seen the tragic battlefield on the top of the hillside.

Except for Huo Jixing, there were only a few Noxian scouts left, and most of them turned into cold corpses, lying quietly on the dry ground.

Huo Jixing licked the corners of his dry mouth with a calm expression.

He dragged his weak body, looked past Wilson, and looked at the scattered Noxian Scarlet Cavalry, who were looking for and treating the surviving Noxian scouts.

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