The night is shining with stars.

The cool breeze blew, bringing a little fishy smell.

When he lifted the curtain of the tent, Modrian happened to meet Cooper who was coming towards him. The cavalry captain looked a little panicked, obviously he had discovered something.

"Master Modrian!"

Captain Cooper saluted to Modrien slightly, and his surprised gaze flashed over Drius's body. His right hand couldn't help but hold the spear in his hand tightly, as if only the cold touch could bring a sense of security.

"What happened? Captain Cooper." Although Modrian already knew the truth, it was much better to pretend to ask questions than to be unable to explain.

"The alert cavalry did not change their guards on time, and there was a smell of blood coming from the northwest, and an accident might have happened." Cooper explained with his head down.

"I've got everyone up and ready for the battle."

"So please Captain Cooper, I hope to spend tonight safely." Modrian looked at Cooper with deep meaning and nodded.

"Don't worry, Master Modrian!"

The command of the cavalry was still in the hands of Cooper, and he immediately turned around and left and began to arrange the young cavalry team.

Under the dim starry night, the whistling of the cavalry sounded, and the neighing of the war horses continued. They held the spears in their hands to form a common charge formation, and were ready to take charge on this camping mound.

A slight tremor came from the ground, and the tiny mud and dust trembled in the air. To Modrian's surprise, the team attacked in the night was actually cavalry. Is this preventing him from escaping?

Crackling!

In the quiet night, the sound of the bonfire burning echoed gently. Through the falling starlight, a large number of enemy figures were vaguely seen running from a distance, and then stopped not far from the mound, looking at each other from the air.

The number of cavalrymen attacked at night was about fifty, wearing dark armor, standing like sculptures, without making any sound. The sharp spear was slightly raised, and the blue cold light reflected the starlight.

At this time, Cooper looked at the cavalry team under the hills, his face getting heavier. As a veteran on the battlefield, he could see that this was a very elite team.

Ta! Ta! Ta! Ta! Ta!

The leader of the night attack cavalry rode alone to take the camp. Under the dim flame, the delicate dark purple mail reflected the faint moonlight. The sharp sword hung around the waist. The wide right hand lifted the face of the face, revealing a humble middle-aged man's face.

"It's very good. It's worthy of being the scarlet cavalry of Lord Brook, a pity!" The middle-aged man looked at the cavalry team that had been fully equipped on the hill, and his tone was full of pity.

"Master Modrian, Ye An!" The middle-aged man looked at Modrian condescendingly and smiled playfully. "I'm here to come and use your head. I don't think you'll mind!"

The breeze blows, and the autumn night is already cold, but now it looks even colder.

The dull atmosphere permeates the hills, and the desire to kill is unstoppable.

Modrian reached out to stop Dryus beside him. It was really bad to be despised, but before killing, you must always know where the enemy came from, so that you can settle this revenge in the future.

"The Jeffrey family?"

"It seems that Young Master Modrian is not as mediocre as rumored." The middle-aged man looked at Modrian in surprise.

"Ferdinand Geoffrey, centurion of the Iron Thorn Cavalry Legion, and the Glorious Knight of the Geoffrey Family!"

The Geoffrey family, one of the four major dukes in the Stoke Kingdom, is known as the Great Duke of the North. It has the ace legion - the Iron Thorn Legion, and is the veritable northern ruler of the kingdom.

"Are you not afraid of causing conflicts between the two sides when you openly attack the Perris family?" Modrian showed a stern expression, but he still couldn't help asking, the beginning of the cause and effect in the fragments of memory.

"Hahahaha, the noble young master in the greenhouse is indeed so innocent!" Ferdinand couldn't help laughing. "Master Modrian, no news will be revealed by the dead!"

"The bell of midnight has already ringed, I hope you can mention my glorious name in hell!"

Ferdinand said coldly, the desire to kill was filled with the red face, and there was something strange. He pulled out the blade hanging from his waist and pointed at the cavalry team on the hill.

"Iron Thorns, Kill!"

The quiet night was broken by the sound of horse hooves, the earth was trembling, the flames of the bonfire rose with the wind, the dim flames, the snow-white moonlight, and the cold light of the sharp blades made this darkness instantly turn into a cold battlefield.

Life energy as thick as a mountain slowly rose on Ferdinand's body. This was the extraordinary power belonging to the knights, faintly suppressing the cavalry team opposite.

In the hill camp, Cooper looked at the cavalry formations around him with a sudden decline, then looked at the enemy who was approaching, and shouted loudly and inspiringly, "Scarlet Shield, fight!"

"Scarlet Shield, fight!"

The young cavalry also roared loudly, and their faith came from the glorious souls condensed by the Scarlet Shield Legion during the Ten Years of Patriotic War.

The roar of excitement resounded throughout the night sky, and the momentum of the young cavalry began to rise, and the life energy given by the extraordinary knight was ignored by the excited spirit.

The horse's hooves were as loud as thunder, and the cavalry lined up from the hills. At this time, they only believed in the war horses under their stride, the cold spear in their hands, and the fearless figure in the front, even if they were facing the existence of an extraordinary knight.

Modrian looked at the cavalry team charging ahead, half-squinted his eyes and thought about something, and finally made up his mind that the young cavalry were his nominal followers.

"Go on, Dryus."

The Noxus Hand Dryus, the Noxus Empire hero who resounds throughout the continent of Valoran, is time to blossom into his legendary glory.

Sharp!

Drius was like a lion awakening in a deep sleep, carrying the dark battle axe in his hand, looking at Ferdinand in front of him with a contemptuous look, and a bloodthirsty smile appeared on his hard face.

No need to suppress or restrain, the domineering aura soared into the sky. The burly and tall figure looked like a king walking down from the throne of the bones. In a trance, there was an endless sea of ​​blood rolling, suppressing the dim firelight around it.

Bending his knees and squatting on the ground with his feet, Dryus' figure instantly disappeared from the spot, leaving behind shattered cracks and shallow pits, spreading densely like spider webs.

The next moment, Dryus appeared in the night sky above Ferdinand like a god king. The black battle axe slashed down, and the sharp axe blade seemed to cut the night sky and the galaxy.

"kill!"

Faced with the sudden fatal danger, the life energy in Ferdinand's body vented like a flood, and the sharp sword in his hand shone with deep yellow light, like a mountain collapsed, inherited from the secret knight skills of the Jeffrey family.

Click!

The huge black battle axe slashed the sword blade, and then split the sudden dark blue ice shield. Even if the rays of light appeared on the purple mail were of no use.

The desperate Ferdinand, together with the galloping chain armored war horse, all obstacles were split in half by Dryus, the gushing blood stained the night red, and the splattered internal organs were decorated with dim flames.

Without hiding, Dryus was quietly bathed in blood. Since he became one of the Supreme Three Councils of the Noxus Empire, he has not experienced the joy of killing for a long time.

The silent killing heart beat wildly again, and Dryus could clearly feel the blood in his body burning. The familiar feeling reminded him of his young memories when he opened up the territory for the Noxus Empire.

It was not until this time that the cavalry team led by Cooper barely crossed the side of Dryus. The brave and fearless aura became increasingly high after the instant battle, and the young face showed a bloodthirsty and fanatical look.
Chapter completed!