Noxus Glory

Chapter 42 The Curtain Rises, War Has Arrived

Name: Huo Jixing

[Essence: 5]

【Strength: 2.37】

[Physical Fitness: 2.45]

[Agility: 2.57]

【Spirit: 3.80】

[Skills: Advanced Warrior, Wilderness Survival, Inner Vision, Photographic Memory]

[Talent: Vermilion Bird: Southern Fire, Crimson Fiery Eyes]

Inside the data panel.

Besides the newly added talent skill [Vermilion Bird - Crimson Eyes], Huo Jixing noticed that his other attribute data had changed slightly.

Although the improvement was not significant, he could feel his physical abilities increasing.

Most importantly, the Southern Fire circulating in the meridians and blood seemed to have grown stronger, and the burning sensation became more intense, causing the body to feel extremely hot.

"Luck has been on my side!" Huo Jixing said with a soft laugh.

The rune item given by Darius not only allowed him to successfully activate the Ghost Star and gain new talent skills, but also subtly strengthened the Well Star, making the Southern Fire even hotter.

Taking a deep breath, Huo Jixing closed the doors and windows and walked back to the bedside.

Cross your knees, sit cross-legged on the wooden bed, and begin to introspect, entering a deep meditative state.

It was already late at night.

He planned to stay here instead of going back to his own place, and there wasn't much to pack.

Armor and weapons were carried with them at all times.

Eric had already prepared all the necessary items for this mission and placed them in his luggage in the room.

When dawn arrives, he can simply shoulder his pack and begin his journey.

Time flows like water, passing by quietly.

Above the dim sky, the light of dawn, like the tide, permeated the night and the snowflakes.

Huo Jixing woke up from his meditation, glanced at the sky outside the window, picked up his bag, and went downstairs.

As soon as he arrived at the living room on the first floor, he saw everyone standing there, ready to go.

Eric walked up to him, about to say something, when he vaguely sensed a subtle change in Huo Jixing.

Just as he was about to examine it, his heart tightened and the hairs on his body stood on end.

This reminded him of the feeling when he first joined the Imperial Northern Warband, facing the Blood Warrior, the most powerful warrior of the Winterclaw tribe.

Helplessness, fear, panic!

Even death!

"What's wrong?" Huo Jixing seemed to sense something, turned to look at Eric, who had a strange expression, and asked.

"It's nothing!"

Eric pretended not to care, suppressing the complex emotions in his heart, but secretly sighed: What a terrifying talent.

It only took one night.

Huo Jixing seemed to have become much stronger, which made him feel defeated.

But thinking back on this mission, the defeat and despair made him feel somewhat elated.

The stronger Huo Jixing is, the greater their chances of returning alive.

"Everyone, now that we're ready, let's set off!" Huo Jixing said in a deep voice, looking around at each of his teammates in the room.

Eric, DeWitt, Moore, Korda, Hague.

All the Noxian scouts were fully armed, clad in sturdy composite armor, with sheathed blades at their waists and heavy shields strapped to their backs.

In addition, each person carried a heavy leather knapsack containing water bags, rations, military equipment, and a spare fur cloak.

Following Huo Jixing's command.

The Noxian scouts filed out, marching in unison toward the camp's iron gate.

As they traveled along the way, Huo Jixing could see that there were significantly fewer Noxian soldiers in the camp, and the noise gradually subsided.

Swain's coup completely changed the situation of the Noxian Empire.

Many powerful nobles and imperial generals began to choose different paths.

To avoid getting caught up in the conflicts between the empires, Darius, as the commander of the North, decisively launched a full-scale war and invaded Freljord.

The vanguard and Noxian scouts were the first to set foot in the far north, sounding the horn of attack.

Waaaaah! Waaaaah! Waaaaah!

Huo Jixing, who had just left the camp and was walking along the mountain path, suddenly heard a deep horn sound coming from behind.

If you listen carefully, the bugle call is high-pitched, intense, and continuous.

It's like an ancient war song passed down from within Noxus, awakening the war spirit within every Noxian being.

"It's the Legion's Hornbill!" Eric's voice rang out at the right moment.

Looking back, Huo Jixing saw the majestic Noxian camp, which, under the sound of horns, seemed to have fully awakened like a lion rising from its slumber.

A vast, crimson wave surged forth, engulfing the snow-white mountains.

wave!?

No, it's not a wave!

It was the Noxian Legion, wave after wave, and Noxian soldiers covering the mountains and plains!

The curtain is rising, war has begun!

Freljord.

A biting wind howled, whipping up a flurry of snowflakes.

On the silvery-white snow, two figures approached from afar, cautiously observing their surroundings as if searching for some trace.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The cold wind swept across the land relentlessly, and the biting chill seeped into the gray fur cloak.

Under the dim starlight, the two figures walked to a hollow in the hill and quietly stopped. A solidified blood-red color, like fuel, smeared the snow.

"They're all dead!"

DeWitt crouched on the ground, his expression icy as he gazed towards the sheltered hills nearby.

The crimson pool of blood froze into ice, and mutilated corpses were scattered all over the ground, most of them unrecognizable and missing limbs.

Upon careful observation of the battlefield, the style of the remaining armor and weapons suggests that the remains belonged to a Noxian scout.

There were also two or three clan warriors whose bodies were carelessly discarded.

"The battle ended very hastily!" A deep voice sounded behind DeWitt.

Rand stared coldly at the hollow in the hill, his nostrils flaring, the chilling wind and snow barely concealing the murderous intent in his eyes.

"Those damned clan warriors should have known they were coming after us; they didn't even have time to clean up their own corpses."

"So what do we do now? Should we keep chasing them?" DeWitt leaned closer and asked, his young face showing a look of seeking advice.

In this reorganized scout team, DeWitt's strength is at the bottom level.

Therefore, he was very self-aware and did not need Huo Jixing to specifically instruct him. As long as the veteran gave him an order, he would do his best to complete it.

"No, no need, let's wait for the sergeant to arrive."

Rand wiped the ice crystals from his face, looked at the rushing snowstorm, and walked into the hollow of the hill to avoid the howling wind.

"There's no point in us chasing after them, let's just wait!"

After a short while, like drinking a cup of tea.

Amidst the howling wind and snow, the sound of heavy footsteps could be heard.

Led by Hoji Star, eight Noxian scouts broke through the snow and entered the hill hollow.

"Another scout team lost?"

Huo Jixing lifted the hood of his cloak and strode lightly across the blood-red battlefield.

"The obvious signs of a fight indicate that the two sides are evenly matched." Rand pointed to the numerous marks covered by the new snow, a ruthless look appearing on his cold face.

"It must have been an unexpected attack that caused chaos within the ranks. Combined with the large number of clan warriors, this led to the complete annihilation of the entire force."

"An ambush? Interesting!"

Huo Jixing thought of the battles he had experienced before.

It seems that in this snow-covered land, ambush is the most common and least damaging tactic.

Looking back at the resting group, Huo Jixing said in a deep voice, "We'll depart in half an hour."

Unlike him, the other scouts in the team were ordinary people.

Even with their strong physique, they were somewhat overwhelmed when faced with the constant wind and snow.

Huo Jixing stood at the wind's edge, gazing at the snowflakes filling his vision, and gently shook his head.

After several days of travel, he truly witnessed the cruelty and death of this war.

Noxian scouts and warriors of the Winter's Claw clan are slaughtering each other in this snow-white land, painting their victory with their own blood.

Under the dark night sky.

Huo Jixing's eyes flashed with crimson light, and he saw countless clouds of different colors rising, some gray and white, some black, intertwined and swirling, indistinguishable from one another.

"Team Leader!" Eric's voice rang out from behind.

Huo Jixing turned his head and looked around. Everyone had already stood up and was silently waiting for his orders.

"Set off!"

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