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Chapter 688: The decisive battle between the first and the last: the battlefield of the meat grinder

"Shield rises!"

In the Noxus Legion array, a soldier riding a war horse shouted loudly, his face under his armor was filled with blood.

The sound of cannons echoing over the primeval forest never stopped.

Micro missiles wrapped in flames slashed through the clouds, preventing the Wingdrake Knights from attacking, while maintaining the rhythm of attack, and continued to bombard the red halo that guarded Drowkod.

Although the cannon shells of the H-28G evolutionary turret have little effect on the Divine Blessed Tyrannosaurus, they are completely devastating to those Lizardman warriors.

Even if the Lizardman Legion has certain air defense measures.

The scenes of tragic blood and frequent scenes were staged, and the charge of the Lizardman Legion left corpses all over the ground, and the faces that remained crazy during their lifetime remained on the ground forever, paving the same bloody road to hell.

Fortunately, they saw hope and could already see black steel square arrays in full swing in their sight.

Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar!

The excited howling aroused the fighting desire of the lizardman warriors. They risked the shells that were still pouring over their heads, hoping to enter the human array and enjoy the baptism of flesh and blood.

Crane! Crane! Crane! Crane! Crane! Crane! Crane! Crane! Crane!

The Noxus Legion square formation, with solid steel shields standing up, reflecting the dim glow falling from the sky, and the double-blade logo engraved on the shield represents the barbaric and powerful Noxus Empire.

The Noxus soldier behind each shield stood half-squat, pressing his shoulders against the shield, staring at the Lizardman warriors with calm eyes.

Two hundred meters!

One hundred meters!

Fifty meters!

"Gun shooting!"

The roaring command suppressed the roaring gunfire and suddenly rippled over the Noxus formation.

Then, in the steel array, Noxus soldiers stepped forward with firm steps, seven or eight meters long, carefully crafted steel spears pierced straight ahead through the gaps in the shield.

The dawn glow shone, and the horrifying face of the lizardman warrior was reflected on the cold gun blade.

The charge cannot stop. Even if they want to stop, the surging companions behind them are crowded with them and continue moving forward.

Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff!

The armor is broken and the scales are penetrated.

Sharp steel spears were like candied haws, hanging on the body of the lizardman, and the whine and struggle sounded instantly.

The lizardman warriors behind could not see clearly the tragedy that happened in front of the array. They kept howling, waving their weapons, and continuing the unfinished path of death.

boom!

The red life energy bursts out.

Just as the Lizardman Legion entered the Death Gun Array one after another, the ace army hidden in the array, the Holy Scar veteran, burst out with terrible power, shattering the steel spear in front of him in one fell swoop, wrapping up the fiery life energy, and killing the Noxus steel square formation.

Although the legendary road was cut off, this group of few Saint Mark veterans had at least strength comparable to high-level professionals.

It is completely a terrifying force that can change local battlefields.

"Kill!"

Faced with the sudden invasion, the Noxus Legion seemed calm.

In the steel phalanx, the soldiers of the Cui Fali Legion who were waiting silently saw the familiar explosion of life energy. They held the sharp weapon of death in their hands tightly, jumped high, and faced the old opponents.

The dark gray armor is engraved with three dents.

The dark red cloak in the outer cover fluttered in the wind, like the blood-colored flag of the Noxus Empire.

"kill!"

The veterans of Holy Scar are not to be outdone. The red life energy renders exquisite silver-gray armor. They are the strongest ace legion in the Beshilik Kingdom, guarding the blood city of Dorkod, every god loyal to the Lizardman and the Beshilik Kingdom.

No regrets in life and death!

......

But in a moment, the war reached its climax, and the fresh life disappeared like fireworks.

It was not just the death battle between the Choi Falley Legion and the Saint Scar veterans, but the Lizardman Legion and the Noxus Legion fell into an endless torrent of war after a moment of convergence.

The hot blood was thrown away, and the stiff corpse was buried.

The Lizardman shield-holding warriors and the Lizardman spear warriors, like warriors who were going to die, fell one after another under the fierce counterattack of the Noxus Legion, and their bodies piled up like mountains.

The torrent was rushing, and the crossbow triceratops moved its huge body, and the bone scales and spike guards could withstand most of the attacks.

Unfortunately, these eye-catching signs are the favorite targets of alchemy researchers.

The roar of the H-28G evolutionary turrets kept coming, and the cannon shells poured down like heavy rain. The scorching barrel became redder and was about to reach its limit. However, their roars successfully caused many crossbow triceratops to fall on their way forward, crushing many lizardman warriors.

Even so, these crazy crossbow triceratops took away the lives of Noxus soldiers with cold crossbow arrows in the moment before their death.

On both sides of the battlefield, Zorkod rushed out, and the cold lizard knight who was eyeing him also fell into the vortex of war.

Krey had been waiting for a long time.

And the immortal desert dragon lizard Sgall under his cross, leading the Furious Dragon Lizard Knight and the Noxus Cavalry behind him, and couldn't wait to rush towards the Cold Lizard Knight.

Especially Krey, the excited Yoders looked at the giant-horned cold lizard knight in front of them, as if they were the lovers who had not seen for a long time, and the fire was about to burn.

The cold lizard screamed and wailed suddenly.

Faced with the dragon lizard with invisible pressure, the lizardman and the cold lizard involuntarily fell into a trembling state, and then a series of barefoot slaughtering began.

With Krey as the arrow, the Furious Dragon Lizard Knight and the Noxus Cavalry easily drilled through the Cold Lizard Knight's charge formation and crushed a path of death made by flesh and blood.

This is the battlefield!

Life and death are happening all the time!

Whether it is a veteran, a new recruit, a Lizardman, or a Noxus, they walk on the same cliff, life and death are equivalent to life and death. If they accidentally make a mistake, they will never have the chance to come back.

......

"The victory is decided!"

Looking down at the bloody war vortex not far away, Drius shook his head gently, and a trace of disappointment flashed in his deep eyes.

He originally valued this expedition very much, but now it seems that it has a taste of rising first and then suppressing.

After losing Samuelian, the god of the Lizardman, the Kingdom of Beshilik seemed to have completely lost something. Behind the crazy counterattack was an extremely weak force.

Drayus looked at the walls of Drowkod, where there was a nice guy, but it was not worth his own attack.

"Catrina, Tyrone!"

"General!"

The shadow behind him, Katerina, with long crimson hair and Tyron, wearing a silver cloak, stepped out, lowering her head slightly respectfully.

"That head belongs to you. I hope I can see it after the war is over." Dryus said softly, his faint gaze swept over the two people in front of him.

Katerina, one of the most capable masters of the Kkao family, has the title of Ominous Blade and is a symbol of the patriotic spirit of the Noxus Empire.

Shadow of Blade·Tyrone, a dagger in the dark, a merciless killer, contributes his own deadly means to the Imperial Command, assassinate the enemy's leaders, officers and heroes...

Of course, it also includes any Noxus idiot who offended the top officials.

“Follow your will!”

Katerina and Tyron bowed at the same time and said, looking at each other, their bodies moved slightly, disappeared into the shadow, and running towards the war vortex not far away.

Seeing the two people who were fighting secretly, Drayus looked back and thought about the bloody sacrifice that Drowcordne was underway.

"Lizardman Temple?"

"I hope you can persevere until the city is broken. After all, that guy is a bit unreasonable...or... full of ridicule!"

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Valoran's three masters of Blade Martial Arts who can take human life are all related to the Du Kekao family: my father, me, and Tyron. Come and challenge us, if you are brave enough!
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