"Get out of here!"

The fine spring rain fell like cotton yarn, Gaskel's face was solemn. As an extremely outstanding member of the assassinator, he had a natural sense of keenness towards fatal danger. It was because of such a talent that he could survive well in the infamous assassinator organization and even become a master of one's position.

Just now, when the soldiers of the Trifalley Legion and the Noxus Blood Cavalry burst out with extraordinary strength at the same time, Gaskel suddenly felt the fear of death spreading deep in his soul.

This is the strongest dangerous touch he has ever had since his debut!

Who is it?

Under the dark shadow, Gaskel half-squinted his eyes, his hidden vision penetrated the fine cold rain, observing the two sides about to fight, hoping to collect some useful information before leaving.

etc!

Gaskel's face suddenly changed, as if the god of death had arrived, his body was trembling uncontrollably. He looked up and looked into the distance, where there was a terrifying strong man approaching quickly.

At the same time, he sensed a faint momentum in the Knight array of the Dow Fort Dow, as if he wanted to lock his position.

puff!

The red blood stained the rainy curtain red, Gaskel had no intention of spying anymore, and released the secret technique without hesitation. His body turned into a shadow and disappeared from the spot, and a trembling voice came from a distance.

"withdraw!"

After the order was issued, the other members of the assassination around also used their means to leave here, and one by one, looked like frightened sheep, frantically evacuated the battleground area.

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

What is the difference between elite cavalry and ace cavalry?

It is because when the charge has already begun, they will deal with different ways of dealing with emergencies. The ace cavalry will still maintain the charge, even if there are swords and seas of fire in front of them, facing hell.

The elite cavalry will look for the flags in the array and wait for his orders.

This is the case with the wolf thief Red Scorpion now. When the cavalry they face burst out with rich life energy, they immediately looked to the front of the array.

The leader of the Wolf Stealing Red Scorpion: Brothers Campbell.

At this time, Walker Campbell's face was solemn, the red rifle in his hand was shining with a little cold light, and a solid energy of life was wrapped around the tip of the gun.

He felt the change in the momentum of the team behind him, which was the fear of facing the extraordinary knights, but there was no room for regret.

The charge has already begun, how can we stop?

"Red Scorpion!"

"Fight!"

A hoarse roar sounded, trying to awaken the killing of the wolf thief Red Scorpion, but the next moment, the fear of death rose in Walker's heart.

A short blue figure reflected in his blood-filled eyes. He held the huge war hammers high in both hands and charged directly towards him.

The bright red life energy burst out, Walker Campbell danced with his red spear and drew a white mark, as if piercing through the void, and appeared in front of Poppy in an instant.

"Everything is over here!"

【Heroic Charge】!

The golden light shone on the battlefield like the sun, and a shocking murderous intent burst out from Poppy's purple eyes.

Oren's hammer swung and suddenly bombarded Walker Campbell, with an indomitable momentum.

Whether it was the red rifle or the carefully crafted armor of the dwarf, it was shattered under this hammer.

The gushing blood mixed with rain, invading the air. Walker Campbell was hit directly by Oren's hammer like a baseball, and fell into the array of wolf thieves red scorpions behind him.

"kill!"

【Holy Hammer Hit】!

Poppy turned around and danced Oren's hammer, hitting Morton Campbell on one side, another leader of the wolf thief Red Scorpion.

Unfortunately, this Moreton Campbell was obviously not as capable as his brother. Under the suppression of his terrifying momentum, he allowed the life energy in his body to explode, and he could only watch as Oren's hammer crashed down.

boom!

Along with the war horses, this extraordinary knight with a fierce reputation was smashing it into a vague meat sauce, mixed with flesh and bones, solidifying on the ground.

Then, a golden energy surged like a fountain around Morton Campbell's corpse, devouring other wolf thieves.

The noise rang out.

In a short period of time, the two wolf thieves, Red Scorpion, were killed and injured one after another, which made the wolf thieves facing Noxus soldiers burst into great momentum, and their fear of death and desire for survival began to occupy what they thought in their hearts.

This is fatal to the cavalry, especially in the face of the Noxus soldiers who have no mercy.

The collision that arrived as scheduled was like two cars driving rapidly, colliding with the fine spring rain, and the wailing sounds and horse hooves played the prelude to the war together.

The scarlet life energy flowed surgingly in Modrian's body, and the sharp gray-white gun blade easily pierced the bodies of the wolf thieves, hanging on the body of the gray-white gun like candied haws.

The blood groove at the gun handle had long been stained with sticky blood, flowing along with the flow and invading the horses behind the horse.

But the restless emotions affected Modrian's nerves. He charged in fearlessly, and fresh lives turned into cold corpses under the blade of the gun.

Even the bonnet of prey floating behind him was stained with a little blood, but the purple color released a different style.

The resistance from the battlefield was exhausted, Modrian moved slightly, then controlled the horse under his straddle and looked back.

He had already left a path made of blood and white bones through the array of wolf thieves.

"Huh!" Modrian breathed a sigh of relief, and his cold eyes under his face stared at the collapsed wolf thief red scorpion. Many wolf thieves began to break away from the formation and wanted to escape from this place that could be called a slaughterhouse.

There was no power to fight back at all, and there was no dawn of victory, coupled with the death of Moreton Campbell and the disappearance of Walker Campbell.

These guys who lingered the north of the kingdom lost their previous fanaticism and became enemies they once laughed at.

"It's over!" Modrian looked at the dim sky under the rain, where a dark cavalry was quickly receiving it.

Familiar appearance, familiar breath, familiar Noxus armor.

They formed a semicircular encirclement, including all the escape routes of the wolf thieves, and then turned into another massacre.

"Master Modrian, the peeper disappeared." Poppy came back from a distance, and there was a hint of depression on her blue face. She was about to lock in the breath of the enemy, but suddenly she lost it.

"If you disappear, you can also be regarded as a warning to those forces who want to attack my attention." Modrian lifted up his armor and smiled indifferently.

The peeper can expose part of his strength so that some little ghosts can also come to find trouble for him.

A cavalry team consisting of extraordinary knights. Although there are not many people, many forces should also call themselves the weight.

Edalas City!

Modrian looked to the west. He had experienced many battles on his way back this time, but I don’t know how many forces attacked him secretly.

"Hehe, don't worry, wait until I get rid of the trouble, I will ‘reward’ you.”
Chapter completed!