Aaronser hills, unknown hills.

A strong smell of blood enveloped this area, and even the falling snowflakes seemed to be dyed red, slowly falling on the red snow.

Looking at it, the red blood and gray brains intertwined together to form a flesh-and-blood mill and a slaughterhouse for life.

Even the extraordinary knights are no exception. From the confrontation between the Noxus Empire cavalry and the Iron Thorn Cavalry to the present, in the bloody battlefield, more than a thread of life energy blooms like flowers, and then witheres and then completely disappears.

This is the battlefield, ruthless and cruel, reaping fragile lives.

The heavy breathing sounded in Modrian's ears. Looking back, Sain was staring at the fierce battle under the hills, his eyes were red, as if endless desire to kill was filled with it.

"Seen, it's not time yet, hold back your desire!"

A clear-ming look appeared on Sain's face, and the desire in his eyes gradually faded. He said hoarsely: "Sorry, Lord Modrian."

He once refused to die and annihilate, and experienced too many wars and massacres in a state of living zombies. Now he suddenly saw such a bloody battlefield, and his desire to kill was almost unstoppable.

Modrian looked down at the battle in the hills, and the black shadow representing the Noxus Empire cavalry had already begun to hold up the attack of the Iron Thorn Cavalry after experiencing the initial downturn.

Especially the cavalry team led by the soldiers of the Choi Falli Legion, they were slowly cutting the battlefield and then devouring the dark green figure like wild animals.

Holding the hilt of the sword in his right hand, Modrian endured the murderous intent in his heart. The time has not yet come, and now is not the best time, so we have to continue waiting.

The sharp eyes of the eagle were staring behind the Iron Thorn Cavalry, and there was a cavalry there. Judging from their clothes and armor, they should belong to knight servants, a group of ordinary people who have received some knight training and serve the knights.

Modrian's eyes stagnated, and he saw the familiar figure, Baron Emosen and the blonde girl beside him.

Angela Fransovaz Jeffrey!

The noble girl he met in Perris Castle was also the heroine who seduced her predecessor and made him bear the charge of molestation.

A coincidence of fate, I saw it again here!

As if she noticed Modrian's gaze, Angela looked up at the high hill and found Modrian's standing figure, her emerald blue pupils filled with coldness.

The memories of the past laughter are in front of her. For the proud, even if no one knows it, it will make her heart feel murderous intent.

"Uncle Emosen, it's time for your promise to be fulfilled, for the glory of the Jeffrey family!"

As the first heir to the Jeffrey family, Angela is not only a mage, but also a unique war perspective. She found that the Iron Thorn Cavalry in the hilly battlefield was in a bad situation. Several centurions with knight power were killed in succession, and the balance of victory began to sway.

Baron Emosen licked his dry lips, looked at the scene that looked like blood purgatory not far away, and remembered Miss Angela's rumor in front of him, and quietly lowered his head.

From the time he chose to become a vassal of the Jeffrey family, he had no right to choose.

"Yes, Miss Angela, I will use my life to safeguard the glory of the Jeffrey family!"

Turning his horse's head, Baron Emosen went to gather the Iron Thorn Knight servants, a group of new recruits who had never experienced the battlefield, but it didn't matter. As long as it could be inserted into the enemy's abdomen from the side, it would be a victory even if all of them were sacrificed.

Maybe more than that, he looked up at the hills, and the people there should be here to stop us, right? Then why can't I do better, how about grabbing that damn Modrian?

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The time is coming!

Modrian took the blue sword from behind, staring at the Iron Thorn Knight servants who began to ride on a war horse. Do they want to insert it from the side into the Noxus Empire cavalry lineup and use these cannon fodder to cause chaos?

But the slow charge formation seems to be luring something. Do you want to gain more benefits? For example, me?

Silent sarcasm spread across the corners of his mouth, and Modrian turned around and ordered to the war stonemason: "You are responsible for the fish that escapes the net, don't let anyone go!"

"Yes, Lord Modrian." The war stonemasons said respectfully, holding the gray-black iron staff and dagger in the palm of their hands.

Then, Modrian looked at the Noxus Expeditionary Cavalry beside him. The group of guys who were already hungry for war were only 10, but they were not afraid.

And Sain, who has been silently following him.

Modrien pulled off the black armor and pointed the blue sword at another battlefield on the hill, where the Iron Thorn Knight servant.

"Victory belongs to Noxus!"

"Everyone, charge with me!"

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At the bottom of the hill, Baron Emosen wanted to speed up the iron thorn knight servants, but the sound of fighting was affecting the group of new recruits. The more they urged, the less they could not run.

"How did these damn trashers be selected into the Iron Thorn Knight servant?" Baron Emosen cursed in his heart, but did not dare to make a sound, because the recruits were not so strong in their ability to bear war.

He looked up at the hills and waited silently. The intelligence error of this war had already made him unable to escape the blame for death, and the only glimmer of life was Modrian.

"Why isn't it here yet? I can't wait, Modrian."

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The heavy and chaotic footsteps sounded above the hills, like the sound of drums hitting the hearts of all the Iron Bramble Knights servants, and also attracted Baron Emosen's gaze. He smelled a bloody and dangerous aura that seemed to be coming.

As the footsteps approached, the blood-red breath rendered the pale snow, and the deep breath attracted waves of air fluctuations.

"Hu, Hu, Hu, Hu, I tasted the blood in the air!"

Accompanied by the bloody announcement, the huge shadow finally emerged from the forest, revealing his true face.

A metal object shaped like a dagger was inserted diagonally on the terrifying and ugly head, and the scarlet eyes flashed with the intention of crazy killing. The heavy armor penetrated the chin and combined it with the terrifying face.

The most attractive thing is the red armor on the waist. At this moment, it is like burning crystals dazzling, illuminating the pale body, giving it a true feeling like flesh and blood.

"I need a massacre to comfort the desire to kill."

Sain held up the huge black axe that he held tightly with his hands. The scarlet madness was flooding himself, leaving only a trace of Qingming in his heart. He moved his huge and burly figure and rushed towards the enemy alone.

"Iron thorns, fight!"

There was no choice, Baron Emosen stared at the terrifying figure, pulled out the long sword at his waist, and the extreme fatal danger made him roar.
Chapter completed!