The corpses piled up in the snow, like sticky green floor tiles laying flat on the field.

Pale snowflakes slowly hang down, burying the bloody battlefield. Occasionally, you can see a few corpses that have not been completely buried. The red heavy cavalry spear penetrates the body and is embedded in the soil. The dried blood is solidified in the handle of the gun.

Urgot ended his killing, pulled out his armored giant legs from the pile of corpses, and the muzzle held in front of him was still emitting smoke, and the steam in the gap in the armor was intertwined with the dust.

"Execution, done."

A hoarse voice came from his mouth covered with an alchemy hose, Urgot shook his body and looked around the battlefield.

The heavy breathing formed white air in the cold temperature. Sain stepped forward, his crazy eyes full of restless murderous intent: "But the war has not yet ended, we stick to our duties."

The blood-red dawn opened the dark night, and the falling snowflakes did not stop, but instead became more and more intense, covering the dilapidated Fortress of Forsbairo.

Modrian stood in the high tower, overlooking the tragic battlefield, and sporadic shouts of fighting sounded in the felt tent, which was the last struggle of the Corkel tribe.

Countless stiff and cold lizardmen and zombies piled up with corpses of fortress buildings, and the dripping blood poured over the snow, leaving mottled marks.

However, in the ice and snowy weather with sudden temperature drops, everything will eventually be covered by heavy snow.

"Continue to implement the next stage of strategic goals." Modrian looked sideways at Dryus and whispered softly. "The province of Darkwood is not our ultimate goal."

Last night's raid at Fortress Fortress was a battle developed by Reiser's garrison soldiers and Dryus was responsible for carrying out. It was a perfect victory and successfully destroyed most of the military forces of the Corkel tribe.

"Draven and the war stonemason have already sneaked into the direction of Senchon Province. After Quinn cleared the battlefield, he will then go to assist them." Draias said in a deep voice, his expression remained unchanged.

Modrian looked slightly surprised when he heard this. He looked at the face of Dryus's ancient Jing Wubo, shook his head slightly, and said nothing.

This is very Noxus. Once you enter a state of war, no matter whether you have a high or low status, everyone will definitely fight for Noxus.

"Who is responsible for the flanks?" Modrian raised his eyes and looked into the West.

The falling snowflakes blurred their vision, but there were faintly visible ice and snow jungle, which was the territory of the Beshilik Kingdom.

In the coming key war, they must ensure that their flanks will not be attacked by soldiers from the establishment of Bechlik Kingdom.

"Timo and the main ship scout." Dryus responded. "That jungle area is very suitable for them and can maximize their strength."

Modrian nodded, turned around and left the guardhouse, and Pansen and Zhao Xin followed behind him one by one.

The crystal clear snowflakes were still falling from the sky, covering the Noxus soldiers who were cleaning the battlefield, but they could not suppress the strong fighting spirit of fire and flames.

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The warm sunshine hits the rugged mountain roads, and the falling snow all over the ground reflects the rainbow light.

“I hate weather like this.”

Draven looked up at the shaking snowflakes, with a look of disgust. She dusted off the snow particles from the wolf's skin cloak, and the invisible life energy enveloped her body, blocking the snowflakes from falling around her.

Holding the battle axe in both hands, Draven turned around and looked at the soldiers of the Choi Falli Legion walking on the mountain road, wearing steel armor and holding a weapon of death.

Although he prefers to bring his talents to the prison system, the war seems to be very interesting, so he applies to join the battle.

"Did Tamara have any news coming back?" Draven asked, but he was a little disappointed when he got the news.

In Noxus, the first sign of war begins is not the troops' departing, but the war stonemasons who are alone and deep into the enemy's territory, who explore viable routes of invasion for the Noxus army.

Tamara is an extremely excellent war stonemason.

"Go ahead quickly, leave this rough terrain and find a place to camp." Draven looked at the road in the bad weather and frowned slightly. "It seems that this war will be decided quickly."

"Yes." The soldiers of the Choi Falli Legion ran quickly to the queue and issued an order.

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To the south of the Heimu Province is the Senchong Province, and the border is a messy rocky jungle with low hills and densely covered with low hills.

Snowflakes danced, and this mixed area welcomed a woman with long brown hair, with a grayish-white cloak covering her figure and blending into the environment; her cold eyes glanced at the jungle and rocks, looking for signs of possible enemies.

She paused her breath gently, and she extended her mental perception as much as possible, listening to the sound of ice and snow falling, listening to the breath of animals in the hills, and listening to the branches that could not bear the creaking sound of snow.

Maybe it's a long time, or a moment.

The brown-haired woman breathed a sigh of relief, smiled, carved marks on the hidden stones, continued to move forward, and disappeared into the vast snow.

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On the hills of leeward, the soldiers of Choi Fali made a fire to cook.

"Tamara, why did you go so long this time?" Draven asked casually when he saw the brown-haired woman returning not far away.

Ignoring Draven’s boredom problem, Tamara looked at the soldiers of Triphali who were camping. She knew that these soldiers only followed Draven’s orders, and... Draven.

"We shouldn't have camped here, Draven."

"The terrain here is not good, and the leeward vision is blocked." She looked up at the sky and narrowed her eyes slightly. "Looking down from the sky, it is easy to see the traces here."

"Well said, the war stonemason in Noxus." Draven clapped his hands with his ring-handled battle axe on his back.

After looking at Draven strangely, Tamara whispered: "Why is the praise so ugly when it comes to your mouth?" Looking at the darkening sky, she continued to speak.

"Hurry up, our mission is very urgent."

Tamara took food out of her cloak casually and chewed it in big mouths, without the appearance of a woman, quite bold.

"Okay, I forgive your offense." Draven swayed and walked towards the semi-built camp.

"What I long for is a real battle, the performance in Irvingdale City is a bit boring, I need blood to wake up the combat cells."

"Of course, Draven, this war will give the Noxus Legion a true glory of victory!" Tamara swallowed the food in her mouth, looking inexplicably. As Valoran leader, besides Crane, the most outstanding war stonemason, she had a premonition of the violent waves hidden behind the war.

"Hey, soldiers, take these off, we're going to go ahead and then rest."

The soldiers of the Choi Falley Army immediately followed Draven's order. Even if the previous order was wrong, no one complained too much.

In about a quarter of an hour, all the soldiers of the Choifali Legion had been formed, and all the camp traces of the leeward hills had been eliminated, and the accumulated snowflakes were evenly white, reflecting the warm sunshine.
Chapter completed!