The spring breeze blowing from far north was a little cold, slowly rendering the blue sky into clouds, and all the scenery changed color, and wisps of gray-white mist floated in the undulating mountains and fields.

"Hey, bastard, are you afraid?" Klie stood on the slightly towering hill, gently stroked the dragon lizard Sgall under his seat, and looked at the zombie legion stationed not far away, the broken blood-colored flag fluttering in the wind.

"Guli, wula." Sgall shook his head, and a trace of fear appeared in his eyes like a copper bell, but he still kept his happy voice under Krey's comfort.

Da da! Da da da!

The crisp sound of horse hooves sounded from behind, and Gregory rode a red war horse to approach, black armor covering his face, and his eyes appeared cold and unwavering.

"Mr. Klie, everyone has already gathered!"

Krei looked back and saw the faint mist gathering, and the armored and sharp Noxus cavalry reflected in their pupils, and horses snoring sounded on the hill from time to time.

And the red-bottomed axe blade that fluttered in the cold wind, a bloody smile bloomed like a bloody skull.

"Ride a gun, get ready!"

Sharp!

The neat and consistent rifle movement sounded, and the black gun blade pointed diagonally at the plain grass. Behind the black armor, the eyes of each Noxus cavalry were filled with indifference and determination.

The sudden howling sound in the distance did not make them feel scared, but was more like burning the hot blood that was about to boil in their bodies, like the flag flying at the highest point, like the color dyed red with blood.

I found that sometimes courage is far less meaningful than madness. Only complete madness can make me kill!

Krei suddenly laughed, and a hideous smile appeared on his gray plush face, then he pulled out the silver-gray battle axe at his waist, and a roar rang out.

"For Valoran! For Noxus!"

"For Valoran! For Noxus!"

The cheerful shouts and roars resounded throughout the sky, and the Noxus cavalry followed Krel and launched a fearless charge.

Rumble!

The red war horses trampled on the desolate plains, and the pitch-black armor set off the radiance of dawn, and the sound of horse hooves trembled with tiny mud and dust.

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

At the Gnoll Camp, Habakak stood in front of the huge hills, looking at the human heavy cavalry that was looming not far away, and the dark armor was very familiar.

"What is this trying to do?!"

He looked at the flag with a red-bottomed axe blade, and an unclear emotion spread in his soul. Then, his scarred face opened with a hideous smile, and his gray and yellow fangs opened slightly.

"Ha, is this trying to charge towards us? It's really a respectable courage! I will eat your corpses after you die!"

"Ao"

Habakak suddenly raised the spear in his hand and let out an excited howl. This heavy human cavalry that had interfered with it for a long time would eventually be destroyed in its hands.

Ao Wow!

Ao Wow!

The howlings blow away the gray-white mist. The silent zombie camp recovered at this moment. No one satisfied the killings eaten by Edalas. The green eyes were covered with bright red bloodshots, the sharp weapons were waving wildly, and the broken blood flags fluttered high.

"Praise Jenogu, for the spoils, for the........."

The spear held high in Habakak's hand had not yet fallen, and the sudden roar broke its words and movements.

"Haha, is this true? Is it just a heavy cavalry of more than a thousand people facing nearly ten thousand wolves soldiers? Are you dying? Then I will fulfill your wishes!"

Looking at the dark torrent of steel that was getting closer and closer, Habakak's face was full of shock and then turned into laughter.

"Praise Jenogu, for the spoils, for the blood, for the killing!"

"Gnoll, fight!"

The next moment, waves rose one after another, countless werewolfs moved their steps, and their pairs of green eyes were bloodthirsty in the glow of dawn, like wild beasts breaking away from the cage, charging towards the torrent of steel.

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

The red sun jumped out of the sky, and the crimson light shone on the plain, the dark color rendered, the gray-yellow color surged, and then............

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The surging impact of the heavy cavalry was instantly displayed, and the extremely dull collision sound was like waves and rocks, shattering everything.

The harsh and sharp friction pierced the zombie's leather armor and the blood dripping stained the red armor. The Noxus cavalry was like a sharp blade, directly tearing the gray-yellow formation.

At the moment of the first charge and battle, the zombies in the first row, the second row, and even the third row were directly destroyed and disappeared, turning into blood mud and pouring into the plain, as if telling the cold and cruelty of the war.

The feast of ultimate killing begins!

On this unknown plain, blood-colored fireworks are constantly blooming, and every second someone will die and stay completely on the grass.

However, there were too many wolves soldiers, so many that when the Noxus cavalry abandoned the heavy cavalry rifle and wanted to pull out the sharp blade from their waists, they were directly pulled off by the wolves soldiers on the battlefield.

Immediately, the zodiac howls sounded, the sharp blades fell on the waist, the hard armor was broken, the overflowing blood stained the eyes under the armor red, life passed through the body, and then was flooded by countless zodiacs.

This is the norm!

When the charge power was exhausted, the Noxus cavalry fell into a tough battle, even if their strength was stronger than the gnolls, even if their cooperation was seamless, even if they had a firm will.

But in the endless wave of gnolls, all efforts have turned into an eastward flow.

Death began to become more and more frequent, and a strong smell of blood enveloped this area, as if the cold wind was dyed red, slowly rolling up some broken pieces of clothes.

Looking down from the gray-white sky, the bright red blood and gray-white brains intertwined to form a flesh-and-blood mill and a slaughterhouse of life, whether it is the Gnoll soldiers or the Noxus cavalry.

"The winner has been decided!"

Habakak stood at the entrance of the camp, and his contemptuous smile appeared on his face. He thought there was something special about this human heavy cavalry, but he didn't expect that it was so vulnerable that the leading dwarf knight was pretty good.

The blood in his eyes became increasingly strong. He didn't want to waste his time. He stayed in the Kingdom of Stoke for a long enough time. He should leave after robbing Valoran's leader. Otherwise, if something happens, the Gnolls might be left in this place where he is experiencing the killing.

Immediately, Habakak waved his left hand, and the werewolf guards and werewolf heavy armored warriors standing behind him had already finished armor. They were waiting for the chief's orders and suppressing their inner desire to kill.

And now it’s time for them to harvest the battlefield!
Chapter completed!