The spring breeze gently walked across the emerald green plain, and the faint blood filled the sky, strands of ashes drifted away and melted into the grass.

Tat! Tat!

The dull sound of horse hooves splashed from far to near, and more than a dozen cavalrymen in black armor were passing through this vast plain, with sharp cavalry rifles shining with a blue cold light.

The Noxus scout patrols, and his cold eyes saw the quiet area without any waves. He was about to turn the red war horse and leave. A smell of fishy smell floated from afar.

Ao! Ao!

The gray-yellow waves spread from the sky, with broken leather armor, cracked clothes, and sticky saliva rushing in the harsh roar.

The dark green eyes were covered with blood, and the wildness after the massacre was completely released. The wolves rushed towards the group of rebels with the desire to destroy, crushing them in numbers made them fearless!

Dongdong!

Dongdong!

Dongdong!

The sound of horse hooves roared like thunder in his ears. The Noxus scout did not hesitate at all. He raised the sharp rifle in his hand. The scout leader Noxus blood-colored cavalry took the lead and faced the group of wild orc races.

The dark figure was like an arrow from the string, crossing the emerald green plain, instantly sank into the gray-yellow waves, causing blood-red waves.

The killing begins, speechless and crazy, the figures of the Gnoll soldiers and the Noxus cavalry intertwined in the battlefield, then destroyed, fell to the grassland, and became fertilizer for the grassland.

No one cared about his fallen companions. The Noxus soldiers only had the appearance of enemies in their eyes, while the Gnoll soldiers only had wild desires to support themselves. The thick blood was stained with their bodies and weapons. It was a symbol of glory on the battlefield.

This is a sudden battle, unprepared. When the two meet, they all understand their own destiny, and only the winner can walk out of the battlefield safely.

However, this was a bit tragic for the Gnoll soldiers. More and more companions turned into cold corpses, and were then trampled into mud by horse hooves, stained with tough green grass.

The sad scenes made them suddenly break free from their bloodthirsty desires, and their inner existence drove them to escape from here and escape from the terrifying cavalry who were almost like machines and maintained their killing actions.

The ending of defeat and becoming a rogue soldier.

Chasing is the favorite method of massacre by the Noxus cavalry.

The shrill howling echoed in this area, but it could not stop the pace of the god of death. The black sickle was harvesting the lives of the wolves soldiers.

And this sudden battle has become a microcosm of the edge of Kuroki Province at this moment.

This desolate land, this emerald grassland, and countless bloody battles suddenly started in the afternoon of spring, fierce and sad!

Death, like a brilliant firework, is staged in this vast area, and the rich atmosphere of death permeates, attracting the attention of some dark people.

But both parties involved in the center did not know, or did not realize that only after the scout brought back the news of victory and failure, they seemed to wake up in a dream and realized the arrival of the enemy.

Immediately, the fierce battle not only did not stop, but became more and more crazy.

One side wants to take advantage of the victory and eliminate more living forces; the other side wants to recover the situation of failure, it is best to be able to capture the other side and become slaves and find out the specific situation.

More and more troops were invested in the margins of the Heimu Province, and bloody battles were blooming again and again on the emerald green plains, watering the desolate land.

Taking the border areas between Heimu Province and Yinsong Province as the division point, in this vast area, there are bright red bloodstains, rendering a tragic and gorgeous war.

Da da! Da da! Da da! Da da!

The sound of horse hooves echoed like a sudden rain, splashing a little bit of soil. A row of ten Noxus cavalry wearing black armor crossed the slightly raised hills, and sticky blood fell down the reddish-brown land.

After the hill passed, the vision suddenly became clear. There was a cavalry team here ready to go, with a cold momentum covering the hill and reducing the temperature out of thin air.

Seeing this, the cavalry led by the leader tightened the reins, and the red war horse jumped high. Then the figure slid down from the saddle, directly towards the short figure standing on the back of the dragon lizard, half-kneeled down, and gasped hoarsely.

"Hu~ West.. South. Area, a vanguard army of werewolves, with about 6,000 people, and dozens of minions were spreading, and the route was advanced to Yinsong Province." (Minions: refers to the squad of jail soldiers scattered around.)

"Tighten! Wait for the start!" The furious knight Krel took out his ears, his mouth slightly opened, and his snow-white and sharp teeth were shining with cold light. He was patient, enduring his inner desires.

Immediately behind him, the Noxus soldiers stepped forward to help the scouts who came back pulled the reins and helped them dismount. When their palms gently stroked the armor and the back of the red war horse, thick blood stains soaked their five fingers.

"How much damage is now?" Krey looked at Gregory beside him and asked, the blue-red hat on his head swaying slightly.

"More than 200 people died and thousands of enemies were killed. The specific numbers were not enough to count, so it was unclear." Gregory said in a deep voice, and his eyes covered by black armor contained cold murderous intent.

"In addition, according to the situation detected by the stonemason in the war, except for two or three solid cities, all other places have completely fallen and become a bloody paradise for the gnolls!"

"The subordinates suggest that they can consider withdrawing from the Heimu Provincial Area and leaving a buffer zone. There are too many gnolls. If they attack rashly, they may fall into the quagmire of war!"

Krey's only intact and fierce left eye was filled with blood. He resisted the desire to kill in his heart. Although his personality was strange and violent, it did not mean that he had lost his mind.

"Hehe, yes, according to your arrangement, let the war stonemason leave the Kuroki Province first!"

"As for us, we can't leave easily. I want to teach these beasts a lesson, a lesson that I remember!"

"The glory of Valoran's leadership must be outlined by the blood of soldiers, even our soldiers!"

Krei took out the silver-gray battle axe with dry blood stains from his waist, sat upright on Sgar's saddle, gently stroked the hard green head, and said calmly.

"It's been a long time since we killed an entire army."

"Guli, wula." Sgar screamed happily, a pair of forelimbs swaying like ear-shaped eyes, as if they were applauding warmly.

"Each one another, good guy." Krell grinned, a more exaggerated smile than the Crox crocodile. (Crox crocodile: a huge monster living in the southern part of the Valoran continent, a plague jungle, looks ugly, and the huge biting force of the mouth can easily tear any prey apart.)

"Set off!"

Angry roar erupted from the short body, and Sgall ran first, with horse hooves roaring behind him, stepping across the hills, heading towards the plain that released the smell of blood.
Chapter completed!