Noxus Glory

Chapter 76 The Mammoth Rider's Terrifying Roar

In a corner of the camp, in front of a vehicle covered in thick fur.

It seemed to have been motionless for a long time, with pure white snowflakes covering the fur and turning it white.

Upon seeing the flag bearer waving his crimson banner, the middle-aged warband leader, clad in chainmail, immediately roared, signaling the Noxian soldiers around the vehicle to move swiftly.

Splash! Splash!

The wet furs landed, and huge steel monsters gleaming with metallic luster came into view.

【Steel Ballista】!

Heavy war machines manufactured by the Noxian Empire, specifically designed to deal with formidable giant enemies and superhumans who storm cities and legions.

The entire vehicle body is made of steel, with an inverted triangle shape at the top of the front and curved steel armor extending from both sides.

At the tip of the inverted triangle, the double-edged axe mark, unique to the Noxian Empire, is also engraved.

Crunch!Crunch!

As the heavy furs landed, Noxian soldiers stepped forward, pushing their steel crossbows along the smooth, paved road.

The steel wheels screeched against the ground, leaving clearly visible tracks in the snow.

Upon closer inspection, there were about fifty steel ballistae, which were pushed by Noxian soldiers and stopped in front of the camp.

The steel vehicle was pointing directly at the direction of the filthy waves stirred up by the bears.

Once the steel ballistae were in place, four Noxian soldiers appeared on either side of each ballista.

Bare-chested, their muscles bulging, they quickly divided the work, taking charge of placing the menacing, thick crossbow bolts, adjusting their direction, and so on.

"Target, north, 400 paces away."

The middle-aged warband leader, clad in chainmail, gazed at the filthy, turbid waves in the distance and decisively gave the order.

"shooting!"

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The dull thud of steel crossbows exploded like thunder, scattering and scattering snowflakes.

The next instant!

The gloomy sky seemed to be covered by a black curtain.

One after another, menacing steel crossbow bolts, like wild beasts unleashed, pierced the air, leaving clear trails of light before appearing in the bear-men's field of vision.

They looked in bewilderment at the steel crossbow bolts falling from the sky, before they could even react.

moment!

Brilliant, dazzling crimson blood blossoms bloomed amidst the filthy, turbid waves.

The steel crossbow bolts, nearly as thick as a fist, ignored the bearmen's fur, carrying blood, flesh, and bone fragments as they pierced their massive bodies.

Then, maintaining its terrifying impact, it pierced through the beast behind it again, until it plowed a bloody path before finally landing in the snow.

Looking from afar.

Under the first wave of steel crossbow fire, the filth and turbidity were wiped away like a clean eraser, leaving large blank areas.

Roar! Roar!

After the initial shock subsided, a piercing howl echoed above the waves.

The hunter lord looked around at the empty space and roared angrily.

Even he sustained minor injuries from the steel crossbow fire.

Looking back, the sight of corpses scattered across the ground horrified the hunter's leader.

His eyes turned red, and thunderous sounds echoed within his chaotic consciousness, as a tidal wave of filth surged forth once more.

Faced with the terrifying carnage of the steel crossbows, the bear-men did not retreat at all, but continued to charge forward fearlessly.

"Second round, 300 paces, fire!"

Gazing at the filthy, turbid waves that continued to surge forward, the middle-aged leader of the battle group frowned and issued another order.

Behind them, Noxian soldiers began to busy themselves reloading crossbow bolts.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The steel crossbows roared like behemoths, unleashing a second wave of fury, and together with the rain of arrows, once again created a killing hell.

The screams of agony as steel crossbow bolts pierced bodies echoed frequently across the battlefield.

But to the ears of the Noxian soldiers, it became the most pleasurable death song.

Before the bearmen even reached the trenches, they were subjected to a bloody baptism under the barrage of steel crossbows.

They realized that the "feast" before them didn't seem so delicious after all.

In front of the Winter's Claw camp.

Sejuani stared at the heavy crossbow bolt that seemed to pierce the sky, and her dough twitched.

This is a terrifying war machine that has never appeared during the first Battle of Freljord.

She had originally planned to have the Mammoth Riders lead the Blood Oath warriors in a flanking attack, crossing the trenches littered with corpses and crushing all the Noxian chapters that stood in their way.

But now, looking out at the filthy, turbid waves, he looks utterly pathetic.

She couldn't imagine what it would have been like if the mammoth riders had launched the attack.

Even the Iceborn warriors of the Winter's Claw tribe could not easily withstand the overwhelming onslaught of the steel ballistae.

Perhaps they can withstand one heavy crossbow bolt, two, or even three, thanks to their icy bloodline.

But the sky was filled with steel crossbow bolts.

It will definitely bring unimaginable disaster to the Iceborn Warriors.

Sejuani gazed at the distant Noxian camp, looking at the rows of steel monsters, and realized that things couldn't continue like this.

With the bears drawing fire, they must hurry to cross the trenches and break through the Noxian camp.

"Mammoth riders, charge!"

Sejuani raised her arms and roared at the Noxian camp.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

Behind them, within the Winter's Claw camp, enormous mammoths appeared, each with a heavily armored mammoth rider on its back.

Mammoths were about five meters tall.

The skull is short and high, arched from the front, with sharp, strongly curved and coiled incisors.

In particular, its thick, long, fine brown-grey fur provides excellent defense even without any armor.

At Sejuani's command, the mammoth riders spurred their mammoths into a terrifying charge toward the Noxian camp.

No commands are required.

Almost all the soldiers fighting on the battlefield noticed the mammoth riders charging down from the towering hill. There were only twenty of them.

But the brown-gray wave they stirred up shocked everyone.

"Retreat! Retreat! Back to the trenches!"

Captain Faron, who was fighting the Winter's Claw warriors, saw the mammoth riders charging in from afar and immediately roared loudly, signaling his soldiers to retreat to the rear trench.

Shuojiao Aolo also noticed the brownish-gray waves in the distance.

He looked at the mammoth covered in fine, long hair and with sharp incisors, and his expression changed drastically.

"Sejuani is insane! Isn't she afraid of trampling on her own people?" Sparkling Oro thought angrily, and then made the same decision as Captain Faron.

"Retreat! Retreat! Retreat!"

He quickly ordered his minotaur warriors to retreat into the trenches to avoid a direct charge from the mammoths.

To buy himself time, he donned his golden horns, wielded his heavy hammer, and charged into the ranks of the pursuing Winter's Claw warriors.

[A terrifying roar!]

Shuojiao Aolo took a deep breath, suddenly opened his mouth, and let out a deafening roar.

An invisible wave of sound permeated the blood-red trench, instantly stunning the fanatical Winter's Claw warriors and freezing them in place, their eyes gushing crimson blood.

Bang!Bang!Bang!Bang!

Immediately afterwards, Sparkling Horn Oro swung his heavy hammer without hesitation, smashing their heads and letting their blood and brains stain his body.

However, as he turned to leave, he caught a glimpse of the Noxian camp out of the corner of his eye.

A ferocious figure emerged from behind the steel ballista, ready to stop the mammoth rider.

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