The dawn broke through the black night sky, and at dawn, the crimson morning glow filled the outer area of ​​the Lonver Mountains.

A deep blue ocean wave was rising, with the momentum of dark clouds storming from the distance to the foot of the mountain, as if to destroy all traces of life.

Looking closely, the blue ocean was composed of hundreds of barbaric and bloodthirsty cavalry, either wearing armor, tangled with chain armor, or wearing cloaks. Their mad momentum was like a rushing beast, and the whistling sound echoed in the mountains.

Mid-mountain, in front of the Fort Wo.

Modri ​​quietly looked at the figure of the enemy who suddenly appeared at the foot of the mountain in front of him. His short and broken blonde hair danced with the wind, and his fair face was extremely cold, standing on the edge of the cliff like a statue.

After leaving Perris Castle to wandering in the northern part of the Kingdom, Modrian understood a lot of things in the past month.

Sometimes it’s not that he wants to fight, but that this world and the identity of a nobleman have to fight for him and survive. Who doesn’t want to?

The silent death like the previous one is a warning that no one will abandon the beauty of life, including him.

"Dryus, can I see the force of the Noxus Empire cavalry who are rumored to the continent of Valoran?"

Modrian turned his head and looked at Dryus calmly beside him. In his brown pupils, there was an unknown flame burning, becoming more and more prosperous, as if he was about to burn everything in the world.

"Follow your will, Lord Modrian!" said Drius respectfully.

The breeze of dawn blew up Dryus's scarlet cloak. He turned his head and looked at the neat and orderly cavalry array behind him, and a proud smile was pulled from the corner of his mouth. These were elite cavalry belonging to the Noxus Empire, whose iron hooves had once traveled across the continent of Valoran.

"Ride a gun, get ready!"

Dryus turned over the horse, staring at the blue cavalry team at the foot of the mountain with a dull look, and his unruly voice resounded through the sky of the Fort Wo.

Wow!

The black cavalry array sounded neatly and consistently, and under half-faced armor, countless pairs of cold and ruthless eyes stared at the tall and burly figure in front of them. It was one of the symbols of the Noxus Empire and represented a noble force.

"Noxas!!!"

"charge!!!!!!"

The roaring roar echoed in the Renwall Mountains, and then, the Noxus Empire cavalry, known as the War Reaper, started in an instant. They responded to the orders of Dryus, clasped their dark and sharp rifles, and charged fiercely.

The red war horses trampled on the pale snow, splashing a little snowflakes, and the pitch-black armor set off the brilliance of dawn. The Noxus Empire cavalry turned into a black arrow while charging, which would bring the enemy the despair of falling into the abyss.

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At the foot of the mountain, Maltswells, the leader of the Jackdaw, led the wolf thieves to complete the assembly. Looking around, the bloodthirsty and savage familiar faces made his cold face melt slightly.

This is a powerful force affiliated with him, not weaker than the cavalry team raised by the nobles, and even experienced far more battles than those spoiled noble cavalry.

Suddenly, Maltswells felt a little nervous. He looked up at the hillside where the target was, and a black shadow approached quickly under the dawn light.

Anger and surprise broke the cold mentality that Maltswells maintained. His extraordinary eyesight was telling him that it was a very elite cavalry team, but the information provided by the Jeffrey family did not indicate that the target had such a cavalry team.

The situation he was facing now filled with anger that had nowhere to vent, and the enemy's cavalry charge had already begun, and neither escape nor failure could be accepted.

"Jackdaw, attack!"

At this moment, Maltswells abandoned all his thoughts and took a deep breath. Life energy like a beacon fire and smoke burst out from his body, and then angered roared over the jackdaw.

With the order of attack, all the wolf thieves roared like wild animals, mixed with some local slang from the north of the kingdom, but they still could not hide the coldness and cruelty that was beyond words.

They are wolf thieves traitors traversing the cold region of the north, and are synonymous with cruelty and killing. The so-called enemies are nothing more than prey in their eyes and are waiting for the fate of being hunted.

The rapid sound of horse hooves tear apart the quiet dawn like thunder. The pale snow trembled continuously, like fear and trembling. Snowflakes sank in the air three feet above the ground and do not fall to the ground.

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The crimson glow of the morning glow became stronger and stronger, dispersing the black night sky and revealing the deserted and blue sky.

Looking down from the sky, a black shadow and a blue ocean were spreading each other, and the speed was getting faster and faster, as if I couldn't wait to embrace each other.

The leader of the Jackdaw Martswells took the lead, holding the heavy rifle in his hand tightly. The life energy he burst out covered all the wolf thieves, making them even more bloodthirsty and a faint red light covering their eyes.

At the forefront of the Noxus Empire cavalry formation, when Dryus saw this, his rock-solid face showed a look of surprise, then he clamped the abdomen of the war horse, his eyes tightly locked on Marz, and the black battle axe flashed with a pale white cold light.

Bang!

The black shadows suddenly collided with the blue ocean, stirring up a bright red painting that was depicted like thick ink, which was a strange and beautiful scene with blood and white bones intertwined under the light of dawn.

Jackdaw raid!

Facing the tall and burly figure of the enemy, Martzwells subconsciously burst out all his strength, and the heavy rifle in his hand broke through at an extremely fast speed, tearing it out of the harsh sound of breaking through the air. This is an instinctive reaction in the face of fatal danger.

boom!

A huge roar sounded, and the waves of air bursting out from the two of them blew away the surrounding formations. Drayus waved the black battle axe coldly, shattering the heavy cavalry with one blow, and the remaining terrible power continued to attack Martzwells.

The next moment, Maltswells' body flew backwards like a cannonball, and blood came out in the sky, mixed with some broken internal organs dyed the snow red.

One blow, just one blow!

The winner is decided!

The power of the collision caused Dryus to pause slightly. To his surprise, the leader who was suspected to be an enemy was not dead, but was seriously injured and fell into the scattered formation.

The wolf thieves who witnessed this scene were a little panicked and dull. The serious injury of the leader Maltz was a kind of momentum for them, which shattered their inner beliefs. The sprinkled blood caused them to completely fall into the vortex of war and could not extricate themselves.

But this was only a small part after all. The wolf thieves behind could not understand the situation ahead at all. They still rushed towards the Noxus Empire cavalry fearlessly, and the arrival of death was inevitable.

Without any unnecessary emotions, the Noxus Empire cavalry still maintained a cold look during the high-speed charge, piercing the surging ocean with extremely standard movements.

Even though the number of enemies is far greater than that of our own, for the Noxus Empire cavalry, they only waved their lances once more, and they are elite cavalrymen of the Noxus Empire.

The sharp rifle penetrated the enemy's body, and warm blood sputtered on the half-face armor of the Noxus Empire cavalry. The dry lips licked the fishy blood, and a trace of cruelty appeared in the cold eyes. After the sound of horse hooves, what was left was the corpses of the enemy.
Chapter completed!