Noxus Glory

Chapter 80: The Hand of Noxus is fighting alongside us!

Before the frozen river.

The crisscrossing, blood-red trenches were filled with broken, cold corpses.

Amidst deafening shouts, the Winter's Claw warriors and Noxian soldiers fought like beasts locked in a bloody battle, their cries echoing across every patch of snow.

Clang!

The sturdy steel chains clanged as the blood-soaked hammer struck the falling Zhenbing weapon.

moment!

A streak of azure frost stretched along the point of impact, seemingly possessing a spirit of its own, spreading and permeating the air.

However, as the steel chains swayed, the condensed frost shattered and fell onto the snow.

Captain Farong, relying on his sturdy heavy armor and massive strength, repelled the Iceborn who were charging into the formation before him.

However, the heavy infantrymen beside him could not avoid the other Iceborn.

The snow, soaked with crimson blood, and the azure frost, like surging waves, froze the heavily armed infantrymen who had fought valiantly.

Their bodies were mercilessly shattered by the blows of the Zhenbing weapons.

Despite the awe-inspiring power of the Iceborn, the Noxian soldiers remained fearless, charging towards them relentlessly, determined to tear off a piece of their flesh.

In the distance, Shuojiao Aolo, surrounded by the bear-men, was also in a bad situation.

The golden heavy armor shattered, and claw marks covered the muscular body, some deep and some shallow, some even revealing the pale bone in the gruesome wounds.

Click!

The spiked hammer swung, smashing the bear-man's head to pieces.

After slaying another bear-man that was slaughtering Noxian soldiers, Sparkling Horn Oro began to pant heavily.

This battle has lasted too long and has already exhausted too much of our strength.

With his body covered in wounds, he could only rely on his willpower to persevere.

In that brief moment of catching his breath, he saw Darius fighting Sejuani not far away, preventing her from penetrating the Noxian ranks.

"Got it!"

"The Hand of Noxus is fighting alongside us!"

Shuojiao Aolo gasped for breath, his face flushed, and roared in anger.

"Don't let these bastards underestimate the will of Noxus! Kill them!"

A muffled sound echoed across the battlefield.

Every Noxian soldier, buried in their battle and struggling desperately, mustered their strength and looked at the tall figure draped in a crimson cloak, determined to fight to the death, their eyes reddening.

Cowardice is contagious, and so is courage.

The already exhausted Noxian soldiers, upon seeing Darius's familiar figure, were once again filled with burning fighting spirit and charged towards the enemy before them.

"For Noxus!"

"For Noxus!"

"For Noxus!"

Under the gloomy sky, roars of anger rose and fell in waves.

The Noxian soldiers, weary from their efforts, seemed to be filled with boundless energy once more. They gripped their blades tightly and charged bravely and fearlessly toward the enemy before them.

"The time has come!"

In the snow-covered forest, Krei tightened the reins, signaling Skar to get up.

"Kid, you're lucky."

"I can fight alongside the great, furious knight and the Hand of Noxus!" Kled flipped over and stood on Skaarl's back, looking down at Hojira and speaking with a smile.

"Wilson, notify all cavalry to assemble!" He turned to Wilson and gave the order.

Huo Jixing stood up, looked at Wilson's departing figure, and stood silently behind Kree.

As if remembering something, he turned to look at the west side of the wide open space, where DeWitt and the others were resting.

He was somewhat worried that this battle might force them to fight together.

Huo Jixing then realized that his worries were unnecessary.

In the short time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the Noxian Scarlet Cavalry had already assembled in the wide open space.

They rode armored warhorses, wielded heavy lances, and had their faces covered by deep red visors, but their fanatical eyes were fixed on Kree at the front.

"Lord Kree, everyone has assembled!"

Upon hearing Wilson's voice, Kled turned around and saw the Noxian Crimson Cavalry, clad in armor and wielding sharp weapons, reflected in his pupils.

And the red double-bladed axe banners fluttering in the cold wind, as if saturated with fresh blood, bring a strong smell of rust.

"Everyone, get ready!"

Clang!

Accompanied by Kree's cold voice, the sound of synchronized movements rang out.

The Noxian Scarlet Rider gripped his heavy lance tightly, its sharp blade pointing straight at the distant blood-red battlefield.

They heard shouts and saw many comrades fighting bloody battles.

These sensations made them acutely aware of the boiling blood within them, like a flag fluttering overhead, waiting to be released.

On a day in the northern plains, the grass blades were like spears.

The wind is howling; anyone who trespasses will be killed!

Kled softly sang the ancient poem that the Noxian bard had written for him.

Then he brandished his silver axe, a ferocious grin spreading across his gray, furry face, and roared loudly.

"For Noxus!"

"For Noxus!"

The deafening shouts and roars shook the snow-covered mountains and forests.

The Noxian Scarlet Cavalry spurred their warhorses, closely following Kled, and launched a fearless charge.

Rumble!

With the desert dragon lizard Sgar as its spearhead, armored warhorses trampled the snow, their thunderous roar shaking the fine snowflakes.

In the biting cold wind, red double-bladed axe flags fluttered high, like red ribbons piercing the gloomy sky.

Captain Farong, who was fighting desperately on the snowy battlefield, felt his heart sink when he heard a rumbling sound in the distance.

But when he looked in the direction of the sound, surprise and delight appeared in the cold eyes behind the mask.

"It's the Noxian Scarlet Cavalry!"

Not only Captain Farong, but also Shuojiao Auro, and every Noxian soldier on the battlefield.

They saw the steel waves rushing in from afar.

The double-bladed axe banner flying high is the symbol of the Noxian Empire.

Such a scene, occurring amidst such intense fighting, deeply affected everyone on the battlefield.

"Sejuani, you're going to lose this war!"

Darius gripped the Black Cutter tightly, resisting the onslaught of the True Ice Flails.

Whenever the azure frost spreads and encroaches, the crimson armor always glows, stopping the frost from spreading.

Even so, Darius continued to persevere.

Cracks have appeared on the deep red armor, revealing the torn skin and congealed blood underneath.

"The Raging Knight, Kled!"

Sejuani looked at the surging steel wave in the distance, her expression unpleasant.

The Winter's Claw tribe has exhausted all its strength and now has no extra power to stop the Noxian Scarlet Cavalry.

She looked at Darius, her eyes filled with a palpable killing intent.

But Udir's warnings echoed in her ears, and she had to make a choice.

Darius exhaled a frosty breath, licking his chapped lips, a question rising in his mind: why wasn't Sejuani going all out? But now...

The scales of victory are tipping in Noxus's favor!

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