The Glory of Noxus

Chapter 2 Centurion Eric

The bitter cold wind blew through the camp, but it could not suppress the noisy and violent atmosphere.

From a distance, red flags fluttered high, embellishing the solemn and heavy buildings.

The narrow and claustrophobic streets paved with dark blue rocks extended in all directions, like a chessboard, separating the Noxus camp into different functional areas.

In the southeast corner of the camp, the rest area.

Huo Jixing followed Devitt silently, walking along the bluestone road.

It is common to see Noxus soldiers in armor passing by, or heavy carriages carrying a large amount of goods disappearing at the corner of the street.

Unlike the medieval records in the previous life, the sanitation system of the Noxus camp is good, without the imagined garbage piles and feces all over the ground.

The wide streets and the buildings next to each other on both sides look clean and tidy, and are well-arranged.

However, the stereotyped dark gray buildings, as well as the quiet and heavy atmosphere, made the camp look more like a strict castle, or a prison, which was so depressing that it made people breathless.

This was the first time that Huo Jixing looked at the Noxus camp under his feet.

During the past recuperation period, his activities were limited to the house and the pharmacy, and he had never entered other areas.

After walking forward for seventy or eighty steps, Dewitt stopped in front of a dark gray three-story building.

Huo Jixing stopped in time and looked up at the three-story building in front of him. Its architectural style was rough and similar to the surrounding environment.

However, the hideous wall battlements distributed at the eaves clearly regarded this three-story building as an insurmountable fortress.

Squeak!

Dewitt looked at Huo Jixing and stretched out his hand to push open the heavy door.

"Huh!" Huo Jixing took a deep breath on the spot, adjusted his emotions, and then followed Dewitt's steps.

When he first stepped into the building, he felt his vision darken, and after a few steps, it returned to normal, revealing a rough and cold room hall.

As the footsteps sounded, several Noxian scouts who were sitting and talking in a low voice in the room looked up and swept their sharp eyes.

Coincidentally, Huo Jixing, who had just adapted to the light, couldn't help but hold his breath when he met the glances of several people.

Deep red armor, indifferent and cold eyes, undisguised imposing momentum.

The next moment!

Many memory fragments surged in Huo Jixing's mind, as if whispering to him that the few people in front of him were Noxian elite scouts who had experienced hundreds of battles and tasted blood!

Dewitt in front seemed to have a premonition, and walked past the few people with a normal look, walked to the center of the room, and turned his back to the tall figure sitting.

"Ten-man!" Dewitt spoke respectfully, took out the parchment scroll, and placed it on the table.

The parchment scroll was unfolded, and a steady voice sounded after a moment.

"Huo Jixing?"

As soon as the voice fell, the tall figure who was sitting upright slowly stood up, like a crouching mountain, bringing an unspeakable sense of oppression.

Huo Jixing looked at him intently and swallowed his saliva subconsciously.

The person in front of him was really too tall. Judging from his height, he was definitely more than two meters tall.

"Eric Henta, the centurion of the 73rd Scout Squadron."

Eric turned around and introduced himself. His wild eyes looked around, focusing on Huo Jixing's arms and legs, and then nodded gently.

"Huo Jixing, you can call me Xing!" Huo Jixing said softly, his eyes lowered.

It was just the first time they met, and he remembered the striking features of the centurion Eric in front of him.

The rough face was weathered, and the half-closed eyes were filled with unspeakable wildness. The tall and strong body like a fierce tiger, supporting the armor, brought an invisible sense of oppression.

"Be prepared. In five days, we have a mission and need to go to Freljord." Eric spoke, his eyes fell on Dewitt: "If you have any questions or questions, you can ask Dewitt."

Freljord!

Hearing this, Huo Jixing felt a sharp pain in his mind, and a large number of bloody memories emerged and flashed, making his heart sink. He forced his head down and answered: "Yes, centurion!"

"Yeah!" Eric nodded lightly and waved his hand to indicate that Dewitt and Huo Jixing could leave.

The heavy door closed.

The gloomy darkness engulfed the backs of Dewitt and Huo Jixing.

Eric sat down at the table again, opened the parchment scroll, thought for a while, picked up the slender quill pen, and began to write something.

[Huo Jixing, a wanderer. A Noxian soldier.]

[Sent to the border more than three months ago. Encountered looters while on a mission in Freljord two months ago.]

[Quiet personality, decent skills. Just experienced the baptism of death and crawled out of a pile of dead bodies.]

[A qualified scout?! .]

When he wrote the last line, Eric was a little unsure, because there was no specific answer in the information given by the legion consultants.

"Is he our new team member?"

Behind him, a Noxian scout stood up and walked over to ask.

"Yes, a new team member!" Eric put down the quill in his hand, nodded, and said in a low and gentle voice: "The war is getting more and more intense, and every war group is short of soldiers. We don't have many choices."

"Relatively speaking, Huo Jixing is still okay, at least he has lived and fought in Freljord."

The Noxian scouts, who were a little confused, suddenly realized that as elites, they did not need to be burdened, but the last mission they carried out caused them to lose many companions.

Among the many Noxian soldiers who were recruited this time, Huo Jixing, the injured "veteran", was favored by the centurion.

"Moor, restrain your actions, this mission is very important." Eric turned his head and looked at the Noxian scout in front of him, and said.

"Don't worry, since he has been recognized by you, I will tell others." Moore grinned and patted his chest, as if to make a promise.

Generally speaking, as veterans, they will prepare some "small games" to "welcome" the new team members.

But Eric's warning and the next mission about Freljord made Moore put away his inner thoughts.

As the centurion of the scout team, no one can disobey Eric's orders.

In front of the door, bluestone street.

Dewitt turned his body and looked at Huo Jixing, who looked a little dazed, and asked aloud: "What are you thinking about?"

"Nothing." Huo Jixing stood on the right side of the street, shook his head gently, and the blood in his eyes gradually disappeared.

Eric's words in the room just now seemed to awaken part of the memory of his predecessor, causing a lot of bloody pictures to emerge in Huo Jixing's mind instantly.

After watching carefully, it was the tragic battle that took place when his predecessor set foot in Freljord!

Going north from the camp, along the Ironthorn Mountains, after 70 or 80 kilometers, you can enter the Freljord area, a polar world covered with ice and snow all year round.

One of the protagonists of this protracted war, the Winter Claw tribe, came from Freljord.

In order to win this war, both the Noxus Empire and the Winter Claw tribe have invested a lot of resources, and countless Noxus soldiers and Freljord people are buried in the frozen soil of the north.

The predecessor was one of them!

In addition, if Huo Jixing's memory is correct, the highest commander of the Noxus Empire in this war is

The Hand of Noxus Darius!

Enduring the psychological reaction caused by the bloody scene, Huo Jixing looked at Dewitt and asked, "Where should we go next?"

"Go to the quartermaster's office and get some equipment for you."

Dewitt, who was beside him, was keenly aware of Huo Jixing's emotional changes. His eyes moved, and he thought of the reason why Huo Jixing was seriously injured before, which seemed to be in Freljord.

"You are lucky. The recent war situation has become more and more intense. The lazy quartermasters have begun to work hard. They have transferred a large amount of ore from the Fort of Digger and forged a lot of high-quality armor and weapons."

Dewitt led Huo Jixing to the west, talking about the recent war situation while paying attention to Huo Jixing's emotional changes. Seeing that he was stable, he breathed a sigh of relief.

War and death have different effects on everyone, which are unpredictable.

Dewitt has seen many people who survived the battlefield, unable to pick up weapons again, and even trembled and collapsed to the ground when they heard the sound of weapons, horns and war horses.

After careful observation along the way, DeWitt found that Huo Jixing's speech and behavior were normal and his behavior was generous and generous. He did not seem to be affected by the war, so he secretly felt relieved.