Battle of the Two Cities: Begins with the Mage

Step across the northern mountains, above the endless ice fields of the Freljord.

"May the three sisters guide our future."

"Winter's claws belong, charge!"

"For the tribe!"

"..."

Dressed in animal skins and armed with heavy weapons, the Winter's Claw Warrior Bee Chrysalis stepped forward and launched their charge without fear.

Above the ice field, the giant beasts roared, and the warriors roared into battle songs.

On the other side, Darius, who was riding on the black tiger, flashed a trace of disdain in his eyes.

Behind him, the Trifali battle group stood in line, the army of ten thousand people did not say a word, and even the black tiger under him did not show the slightest timidity in the face of those giant beasts that were several times larger.

"Want to try the effect of the weapon? Prince Jarvan!" Darius grinned.

On his left is Jarvan with a halberd in his hand. He rides on those silver-horned scaled horses covered in golden armor, with a serious expression.

Behind him, not a group of cavalry, but a light shield barrier provided by Noxus.

Noxus kept his promise to dress up all the members of the Lightshield Bulwark currently under Jarvan's command.

A hex rifle, a hex longsword.

That's all, the combat power of each of them will not be weaker than Wei wearing gloves. Just because their bodies are extremely strong, the worst has three times the physical fitness of Caitlin.

"Then try it, I believe General Darius will not sit by and watch allies get killed."

Jarvan's words were tough, and he wasn't afraid of Darius now.

After having magic, although he was defeated by Laksana, he was not the same as he used to be.

Facing the surging Claws of Winter, Jarvan roared in a deep voice:

"All preparations!"

The light shield barriers behind him raised their hex rifles uniformly.

"shooting!"

Following Jarvan's order, the soldiers in the first row of the light shield barrier suddenly pulled the trigger.

hum-

The sound of magic charging sounded, and a strong blue light ignited from the hex rifle.

The rows of light seemed to be unstoppable, penetrating the enemy's body straight, blasting a blood hole out of the thick leather armor on the opponent's body.

The blue light even continued to extend backward, penetrating two barbarian warriors before it stopped.

Some beams are aimed at the giant beast, and a huge blood flower can be splashed as soon as the shot is fired, killing the giant beast on the spot.

"shooting!"

The light shield barriers are in order, and the soldiers who just shot have retreated seamlessly, revealing the second row with guns.

hum-

Then, the third row...

hum-

The continuous blue light of Hex, following Jarvan's command, shot towards Winter's Claw overwhelmingly.

There are too many barbarian soldiers charging, and the giant beast is an oversized target, and they don't need to aim at all.

One after another, blue light penetrated the giant beast and shot through the barbarian warrior.

Explosion, roar, scream...

Suddenly it became the main theme of the battlefield.

The barbarian warriors from Winter's Claw fell in rows like reaping wheat, and there was no way to stop them.

Even if he raised his weapon to block one shot, it would be shot into a plug by the successive attacks that followed.

On the ice field, a cold massacre is going on.

The white ice field was gradually dyed with bright red.

The pungent **** smell, coupled with the blood mist scattered all over the sky, was an extremely uncomfortable and even anti-human feeling.

But whether it was the Light Shield Barrier or the Trifali Warband, there was only indifference in his eyes.

The latter has long been accustomed to killing, while the former, as the death **** of killing, is collecting debts for the comrades who have been killed and the compatriots who have been looted and died.

Jia Wen looked at the scene in front of him fiery, and his heart was extremely shocked.

Just the light shield barrier of a thousand people can completely change the situation of the battle.

In the face of the charge of thousands of barbarian warriors, according to past experience... If there is no city to defend, at least twice as many casualties as the opponent will be required to barely repel the Claw of Winter.

But now... the enemy is close to collapse before the enemy is near.

Noxian weapons... just too powerful.

He couldn't imagine if such a weapon was used against Demacia...

Demacia has no chance at all...

"withdraw!"

Above the ice field, there was a strong female voice.

Jarvan looked indifferent, he knew that it was the voice of the enemy tribe's war mother.

The War Mother, the title of the leader of the Freljord tribe.

The Freljord believes in the ancestors, and the Three Sisters are the beliefs of all tribesmen.

The most powerful women are honored as the Horde War Mother, leading the Horde to a foothold in the icy plains, as is the norm in the Freljord.

Attacking them now is the Horde of Bears, an affiliate of Winter's Claw.

The Claws of Winter is a tribal alliance headed by the descendants of the eldest sister, Cerelda, among the three sisters.

Of course, because they are the pioneers, they are also the most rewarding for each raid.

Their hatred with Demacia is even deeper...

"General Darius, it's time to show the Trifary Chapter." Jarvan said lightly.

Although I really wanted to hunt down and kill myself, the light shield barriers that came this time were just foot soldiers.

Moreover, it should have been Noxus as the main force.

Darius grinned and raised a bloodthirsty and excited smile.

"Hahaha, I'm enough alone!"

It seemed that the blood of the battlefield ignited the flame in his heart, and Darius galloped forward like a black lightning bolt on the ice field.

Darius threw out the battle axe in his hand without hesitation, and drew an arc in the air.

laugh!

A barbarian warrior riding a giant beast saw the axe blade emerging from his chest, and his eyes suddenly disappeared.

"Noxus!"

Darius flew up from the black tiger, jumped straight onto the running beast, pulled out his axe, jumped high, and then chopped down.

laugh!

"Roar!!!"

The giant beast only came to let out a cry, and the huge body was split in two by Darius.

The chopped axe wind hung a strong wind, and the whole area trembled, and the giant beasts with a radius of tens of meters all whined and fell to the ground.

"Die! Scum!"

Darius' eyes shone with bright red light, and he threw the battle axe forcefully.

Under his control, the battle axe crossed a circle and killed all the giant beasts on the ground.

Watching Darius' slaughter feast, Jarvan just sat on his horse and watched silently.

A few months ago, maybe he wanted to become a **** of war like the man in front of him.

But after practicing magic, he deeply understood its power far beyond that of a warrior.

Facing the fleeing enemy army, he didn't need to kill as hard as Darius.

He can directly cause earthquakes, turn up all the ice, trap and kill all enemies in it.

As if he could sense the disdain in Jarvan's heart, Darius picked up the battle axe and gave him a scarlet smile with a smile a few hundred meters away.

Seeing this look, Jia Wen's heart tightened.

Immediately afterwards, Darius moved.

"what!!!!"

Darius let out a loud cry and stomped his feet on the ground.

boom! ! !

The force he exerted actually caused all the ice under his feet to shatter.

With the help of this recoil, his body was as fast as lightning, and the battle axe in his hand was like a scythe of death. In a moment, all the life he went to was cut off.

But after a while, Jarvan could only hear the screams and the wailing of the giant beast, but not Darius.

"The ultimate in the flesh..."

However, killing hundreds of people in seconds is powerful enough, even stronger than the limit he thought.

This is different from the style of Darius when he beat Kyle before. This is an ultimate killing that perfectly shows his strength.

But unfortunately, in his eyes, it is not as good as magic...

After a while, the noise of the enemy gradually disappeared, and Darius was seen again in the distance.

"Noxus!!!"

The Trifali warband shouted in unison. There is only one reason for them to shout...

In Darius' hands, he held the head of a rough woman.

Jarvan recognized its owner, the Warmother of the Great Bear tribe.

boom--

Darius threw his head in front of Jarvan and the Light Shield Barrier, leaving only a bloodthirsty smile, and led the Trifary Chapter away.

They were only responsible for killing, and as for cleaning up the battlefield, that was what Demacia and the Freljord were supposed to do.

The Light Shield Barriers looked at the head together with a complicated expression.

The Warmother of the Great Bear tribe committed heinous crimes against Demacia, but died at the hands of the Noxians.

And they themselves, also rely on the weapons given by Noxus to fight.

This caused mixed emotions in their hearts.

"Clean up the battlefield! Get ready for the next battle!" Jarvan's cold command brought them back to their senses.

The soldiers of the light shield barrier began to act, and they could feel the changes in their prince.

If in the past, His Highness was a prince who loved his people like a son, now he is more like an iron-blooded general.

But... there doesn't seem to be anything bad about them.

It's just that the former prince, Jia Wen, made them feel more cordial.

On the entire piece of ice field belonging to the claws of winter, an elegy of war and blood has already unfolded.

Darius and Jarvan led the elite troops to the core, while Orianna and Garen sent troops to Freljord directly from there because of the Cold Frost Fortress, and tacitly prepared to meet at the location of the Winter's Claw tribe.

The successes of the front lines brought joy to the whole of Demacia, and gave them a real sense of the reliability and security of Noxus as an ally.

"The people are always a very simple group of people, whoever treats them well will have their hearts on them."

Ryan looked out the window at the Demacian civilians who occasionally discussed the war in the north, his voice calm.

Seraphine sat in front of him and poured a cup of tea for her, with a complex look in her eyes:

"Yeah, simple and cute..."

Whether it is them or the Demacian nobles, compared with this group of lovely Demacians, they all seem a little sinful.

"Position is greater than kindness. This is the point of view I have always believed in, but you don't necessarily have to abide by it." Ryan smiled and pointed out.

He now represents Noxus. If Demacia is in dire straits, it can make life better for the people of Noxus, then it is a worthwhile choice.

"Teacher, I agree with you, I'm not a senior sister." Seraphine smiled.

She'll lament the Demacian soul song.

But first, she would remember being a Noxian born in Piltover.

"I'm glad you have such thoughts." Ryan's eyes saw a young girl walk into the building where they were. "She's here."

"Teacher, leave it to me today." Seraphine offered to suggest.

The Onianni family discussed with her their plans for the Laurent family, but the girl would visit her at the suggestion of Stina, the head of the trial mission, which was something she didn't expect...

Well, this is the news she just heard from the girl below.

Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at her teacher, and she always felt that this matter had something to do with her teacher.

Although the Protector of Flying Wings has been silent in the Temple of Justice recently, he has been used as an experiment by the teacher for a long time, and it is definitely not as simple as it seems on the surface.

Not to mention belonging to Noxus, at least not harmful to them.

After a while, Fiona, a girl from the Laurent family, stood in front of the two of Ryan.

She hesitated for a moment, looked at the two who looked unusually young in front of her, and bowed in a Demacian swordsman salute:

"Fiona Laurent, saw the Noxian messenger."

"Miss Fiona, you should have heard my name." Seraphine said with great interest, "I wonder why you came here this time?"

Noxus does not talk about etiquette and detours, and Fiona likes the direct approach.

Her face was slightly condensed, and she said seriously:

"Emissary Seraphine, I am here to prove the innocence of the Laurent family."

Before Fiona came, she had met Laxana once.

The other party is willing to use the name of the crown guard to guarantee that the old General Laurent is not possessed by the black rose.

But as his father said, it does not solve the root of the problem.

In her mind, coming here would be the easiest way to solve the problem.

"Prove? Innocence is never the right word to use." Seraphine shook her head.

Once suspected, it is futile to prove it.

What's more, why did Noxus help Laurent.

And... She had to say that this Miss Fiona's brain circuit was a little abnormal.

"The blade is in hand, you can prove it. If Noxus wants to humiliate the Laurent family, please break the sword in my hand first." Fiona put her hand on the hilt of the sword at her waist, with determination in her face .

"Tsk..."

Seraphine's mouth opened slightly, she thought these words would only be in the other's mind. But it never occurred to me that Miss Fiona would speak out so blatantly.

After staying in Noxus for so long, she had seen a lot of such people.

But that was in Noxus, which advocates force~www.readwn.com~ Among the Demacian nobles, such a straight-up person is still rare.

"Miss Fiona." Seraphine's face gradually became serious, "Are you challenging me?"

Engagement, honor, family, trade-offs, choices... all of these seem to be slowly crushing Miss Fiona in front of her, causing her to do some crazy actions.

This is not a good choice for herself or her family.

Maybe...that's why Stina suggested Fiona come here.

"Exactly!"

Fiona's face was determined.

She had a plan before she came, and she would defend the innocence and glory of the Laurent family with the sword in her hand.

Neither Galen nor the Crown Guard collateral were what she thought.

She will personally prove the innocence of the Laurent family, rather than relying on the tacit understanding between nobles.