The spring sunshine is a bit cold, and it falls on the black wood province covered by the dark clouds of war. The desolation and blood are flooding the plains, attracting the northern jackdaws to hover in the sky.

On the edge of Yinsong Province and Kuroki Province, the burning, killing, looting zombies that came from behind looked at the ruined camp in front of them in shock, tearing up the tents trampling on the ground, the broken twisted corpses all over the ground, the dried and solidified blood stains, and the beheaded and kneeling guard chief.

Occasionally, when the breeze blows, strange sounds will be made, and the crows' chirping seems to be paying tribute to the god of death.

Ao!

The torn wolf howl shook the cold breeze, Habakak, the werewolf chief, angrily crossed the crowded ugly soldiers in front of him, his hideous face full of murderous intent.

Its heart was already filled with anger, and its dark green eyes looked fiercely at the bones scattered in the camp with tooth marks, which were obviously caused by gnawing.

And by looking at the shape of the bone, you can tell that it is the leg bone of the werewolf, and the tooth marks on it are also caused by the guillotine fangs.

Habakak pushed away the rogue soldiers blocking the road in front of him and slowly walked to the already dilapidated camp. He tore up and trampled on the tents on the ground with traces of war horses. The corpses of the nearby were visible to the rogues. The traces of the piercing of the heavy cavalry were visible.

And there were a few pieces of residual food next to the fire of the burning in the distance, which should have been left by humans, and the force that attacked them in the Yinsong Province.

Puff!

Habakak had already made a judgment in his heart that this was a head-on confrontation, with the human heavy cavalry and the zombie vanguard army, but the human heavy cavalry that won, and even the victory process was very easy, so easy that they directly chased the collapsed zombie soldiers.

Ao Wow!

At this moment, several uneasy howls came from the ruins of the camp not far away.

Slowly, howling sounded one after another, and a group of wolves covered in blood stains, slowly gathered together, with fear in their eyes, but when they saw the dense and sturdy wolves army rushed over, staggering, no longer as cruel as before.

"Damn deserter!"

Habakak whispered, then raised his right hand. He could not let these wolves soldiers who were killed by human heavy cavalry return to the legion. This would bring uneasiness, fear that did not exist, and hidden desertion factors.

"Roar! Kill them without leaving any survivors!" Habakak roared, and the guards behind him rushed forward howls, with sharp blades hidden behind him, and his strong and tall body active in the welcoming movements.

Then, when he came into contact with the group of frightened and embarrassed rogue soldiers, his sword was raised high with a cold light, and with a series of cold winds, he plundered his poor life.

The killing was soon over, and the strong smell of blood blew in every corner of the ruined camp with the breeze.

Habakak didn't care about these things, his eyes were filled with complex expressions. He was considering the various traces of this attack and could not figure out how many people there were in this human heavy cavalry.

He even guessed that it was the Kingdom of Stoke that had reacted and had already set up a trap ahead, waiting for the Gnolls to get in?

Roar! Habakak let out a roar. Although he was the chief of the gnoll and had enough wisdom, he hated thinking about these calculations.

Habakak straightened his body and looked back at the wolves who were gasping for crazy breathing. A little bit of blood filled his dark green eyes. He was struggling and thinking: Damn, I don't believe you can leave all wolves in the Kingdom of Stoke.

They have plundered most of their wealth, and are now just following the orders of Lord North, and when something is wrong, it believes that the Lizardman Legion will definitely enter the province of Silver Pine.

"You, lead a team to the Coker tribe in the rear and tell Lord North that he encountered heavy human cavalry attacks here, hoping to have the support of the Lizardman cavalry." Habakak casually pulled out a werewolf guard from the guards behind him and said, his deep green eyes filled with majesty, and then looked to the north.

"Notify the zodiac legion behind, targeting the Silver Song Province, to prohibit robbery before the target is determined!"

Aowoo! Aowoo!

When the order was issued, the zombies scattered on the green plains made continuous howlings. More than ten thousand zombies were trampling on the land, leaving dirty traces everywhere, and countless bones and meat residues after gnawing.

From dawn to noon, the sun in the sky is a little hot, warmly baking the earth.

Just today, the western region of Yinsong Province welcomed the Gnoll soldiers again, but this time, unlike last time, it was no longer a small group of Gnoll soldiers, but a huge Gnoll army.

On the distant horizon, countless black dots are slowly moving, as if locusts are passing through the border. The speed is not very fast, but it leaves a deserted area.

In the center of the Gnolls, Habakak showed doubts. After crossing the Blackwood Province and entering the Silver Song Province, it did not see the human heavy cavalry at all, and there was no trace at all.

What is conspiracy? Or is it setting a trap ahead? Or.........

Fearing of such a number of zombies!

"Release the minions, arrange the food, control their emotions, and don't run around." Habakak ordered to the guard beside him, "Since you have not moved, then I'll let you do it first and see what you are like!

Hundreds of small gigantic teams were released, exploring the looting along the direction of the legion, and finding some food.

.............

In the province of Silver Song, some ruined and uninhabited village, Noxus soldiers were taking a rest. After a fierce battle, they needed to supplement their consumption.

"Mr. Klie, the war stonemason has heard news!"

At the intersection of the village, Krei rested on the dead trees, lying on his side with Sgarr, his inciting forelimbs to drive away the heat from the Yoder people.

Gregory's sudden voice disturbed Krey, and then he opened his left eye and said calmly: "I already know. Now we don't care about the gnolls. If it's time to rest!"

"The Noxus fight is no longer as bloody and barbaric as before. You must have strategic wisdom and strategic vision!"

"My sergeant general is not obtained by escaping, but by wisdom!" Krey pointed to his gray and plush face and said, his madness was relieved after experiencing a refreshing killing.

Bloody wars can make people grow quickly, and countless wars can force people to become generals of war, such as Krei and Noxus.

After raiding the Gnoll camp at night, many Noxus soldiers grew up. The growth rate was amazing, which was also one of the fundamentals of the Noxus Empire being able to stand on the Valoran Continent.
Chapter completed!