The Glory of Noxus

Iron Thorn Mountains, frozen rivers.

In the sparse snow, a convoy filled with supplies and fully armed moved forward slowly, leaving a series of deep marks along the way.

These vehicles dragged by Enuk were like brave men who were not afraid of the severe cold, resolutely crossing the frozen river.

Some clan warriors looked down at the solid ice and could occasionally see some pale bones and broken weapons.

It is a souvenir left by the deceased.

From a distance, it can be seen that each carriage is wrapped in thick animal skins, and seems to be stuffed with items, with fine pieces of ice and snow accumulated on the raised parts.

The rolling wheels also left deep marks on the snow.

Perhaps it was carrying too many vehicles, and the hard ice made a slight sound in the ears of many clan warriors.

But they don't care, they realize that it is the test of winter and the rhythm of progress.

Among the messy trees.

On the mountain road covered with snowflakes and rocks, there are clan warriors who came first to conduct reconnaissance and are cleaning the road.

They heard some rumors.

Recently, in this vast pale mountain range, a team of Noxian scouts has been intercepting and killing material transport teams without restraint.

Many teams have been brutally killed.

It is for this reason that the leader of the clan warriors guarding the convoy in the rear sent many scouts to patrol the surrounding areas.

However, the slightly immature reconnaissance methods of the clan warriors were too easy to avoid in front of veterans like Sharuba.

Under a thick layer of snow.

Huo Jixing and his party were covered with thick fur cloaks and waited silently with concentration.

An old trick, but simple and effective.

Huo Jixing, who happened to be idle, listened to the conversations of the clan warriors on the mountain road, and occasionally mentioned the rumors about him and his scouts.

Many clan warriors call them evil spirits from the Howling Abyss.

The methods are quite cruel and tyrannical, and will not leave any survivors alive for all enemies.

Perhaps it was God's good will, and the blizzard that had lasted for a long time began to gradually weaken.

But the coldness under the snow continued.

Huo Jixing didn't care, but Xialuba and Eric behind him were a little unbearable.

The desolate chill passed over the fur cloak, soaked into the body, and brought pain that penetrated to the bone marrow.

This is especially true for Oaks, who was already injured.

Even though he was blocked by the black grid, his slightly thick lips turned purple and his body trembled, but he held back and did not make any sound.

Huo Jixing could not take care of Oaks, so he could only lie silently in the snow and continue to wait.

Until the heavy carriage pressed against the icy mountain road and made a creaking sound.

Beyond that, more sounds penetrated the snow as the distance approached.

There were the breathing sounds of Enuk, the chatter and laughter of clan warriors, and some subtle sounds, similar to the chirping of birds.

While waiting, Huo Jixing noticed that his clothes were being pulled, and when he turned around, he saw the pale Oaks pointing to the top of his head.

He understood immediately, no longer tried to hide it, and jumped up directly.

The thick fur cloak fell to the snow, and dancing snowflakes scattered in the air.

"kill!"

Muffled thunderous shouts broke the atmosphere in the snow and echoed over the material transport team.

Huo Jixing was like a sharp blade cutting through the snow curtain. The slender long knife dragged on the snow, drawing a straight trace, and rushed towards the middle of the convoy.

And Huo Jixing's roar.

Heralding the start of the attack was the call to action.

Behind him, Sheruba, Eric and others, like black wolves who had been waiting for a long time, roared one after another, followed Huo Jixing, and rushed towards the slightly chaotic clan warriors.

Their eyes were as cold as ice, each locked on their target.

Under the blooming red-gold flames, they turned into silent shadows of death, accurately and fiercely harvesting the lives of clan warriors.

In the chaotic convoy, shouts and commands sounded one after another.

But under the bloody killings of the Noxian scouts, it has become insignificant.

They broke through the defenses and tore apart the blocking clan warriors. The blades in their hands were already stained red, and they exuded a ruthless aura.

After just one impact, the clan warriors began to flee in panic.

Unfortunately, what greeted them was only more death.

The battle lasted only a few minutes and was over. The snow was covered with cold corpses.

Huo Jixing, standing in the bloody center, frowned.

"These clan warriors seem a little weaker than the previous convoy!"

He looked at the scouts who were releasing Enuk and left, and then looked at the two carriages beside him. There was a little lack of food and supplies.

But he didn't say much.

After many consecutive victories, Huo Jixing had lost the vigilance he should have.

After the battle this time, he did not rush to activate [Suzaku·Red Eyes of Fire], but walked in the direction of Oaks, where the sword boy Heini was taking care of him.

"What's wrong?"

When Oaks saw him approaching, he thought something was wrong and asked.

"Nothing, just to see how your injury is?" Huo Jixing didn't prompt Oakes when he saw him, and immediately relaxed and started to care about the other person's injury.

"It's nothing serious. It's just affected by the weather. It will probably take a long time to recover." Oaks laughed softly and touched Henie's head.

With the care of the sword boy Heini and the protection of the shield guard Heiger, he basically did not encounter any decent attacks in the recent battles.

Huo Jixing nodded gently, then turned back to the vicinity of the vehicle and prepared to search for items.

The recent successful interceptions have brought a lot to the scout team.

But Huo Jixing himself did not get any rune items, which made him a little anxious, and even suspected that the rune items he got before were the favor of the god of luck.

Suddenly!

When he used his spirit to sense whether there were rune items in the vehicle, he saw a black crow hovering over the battlefield, making hoarse cries from time to time, as if celebrating something.

"Birds are chirping. Crows, something is wrong!"

Huo Jixing looked at the black crow above his head, suddenly awakened, and a red light appeared in his eyes.

He looked around and saw many clouds rising.

Not in front, but from far to near, approaching this battlefield at a rapid speed.

Looking from a distance, there were quite a few clouds, about fifty or so.

Most of them were gray-black, but among the many clouds, there was a fist-thick blue cloud, like a cold current blowing in the face, bringing bone-chilling coldness.

Not only the enemies emerging in the distance.

Under the red eyes, there were also many black clouds rising in the scout team near him, gray and black mixed, swaying.

"Enemy approaching, evacuate quickly!" Huo Jixing roared.

The Noxian scouts who heard the order immediately stopped their actions, gave up the spoils in front of them, and prepared to leave quickly.

Under the bright yellow firelight, the slightly hurried figures of the Noxian scouts could be vaguely seen.

However, just as they left the burning car formation, bursts of sharp whistling came from afar.

Chichi! Chichi! Chichi!

The snow curtain opened, and the black shadow fell.

"It's an arrow!"

Shaluba turned around and saw the sharp arrow falling from the sky, his expression suddenly changed: "Heige, Tulio!"

The minotaur Heige and shield guard Tulio, who had not yet left the chariot formation, turned around and appeared behind the team, holding up thick and solid shields.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The dull sound continued to ring.

The minotaur Heige relied on his sturdy body, stepped on the snow with his feet, and stood still.

Shield guard Tulio's steps staggered a little, and he stepped back continuously to remove the huge force from the shield.

In the corner of his eyes, he saw a dark cloud in the distance, rushing over.

There were also a large number of crows hovering in the sky, with their beaks open, and hoarse voices sounded, as if the whisper of the god of death, surrounding their ears, causing everyone's hearts to be restless.

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