Chapter 44 Blood Mark of Winter's Claw
Above the frozen soil of the North.
The howling wind blew up the snow all over the sky, ruthlessly submerging all creatures.
Huo Jixing and his party, wearing fur cloaks, walked with difficulty in the snow.
Phew!
Exhaling a breath of cold air, Huo Jixing wiped away the ice shards all over his face and looked at the silver-white snow around him with a solemn expression.
This is the ninth day after entering Freljord.
The frozen soil of the North should have been deserted and inaccessible to people, but now it is full of people, and the blood-stained battlefields can be seen everywhere.
This is a battle between scouts!
At the beginning of Prologue, before the Noxian Empire and Winter's Claw officially launch an all-out war.
Figures wearing armor and regardless of life and death, like a pack of wolves, shuttled across the frozen soil of the North, intertwining crazily.
Overflowing blood, broken armor, and cold corpses.
Silent and pathos embellishments decorate this war between scouts, painted in red and white.
During this journey, Huo Jixing has witnessed six life-and-death fights.
“Life is really worthless on the battlefield!”
Huo Jixing whispered softly, recalling the corpses that fell in the snow and were covered by snowflakes.
He has long since lost his ability to mobilize the fire of Nanli to dispel the biting cold.
Instead, he relied on his strong body to resist the cold.
Because now, he needs to maintain his best condition to face every life-and-death fight.
Whether it is the Noxus Empire or the Winter's Claw tribe.
Before this war ends, they will continue to send out scouts to engage in crazy battles in this pale world of ice and snow until one side comes to an end.
“This is our destination!”
Xia Lupa spoke up, a look of determination appeared on his wrinkled face.
"Homecoming?"
Huo Jixing looked at this short but straight-waisted Noxian veteran, smiled, and did not refute.
The scout's duty is to monitor the enemy's situation.
Before the head-on battle between the Noxus Empire and the Winter's Claw tribe, both sides will definitely explore information at any cost.
The scout's life has become a cold number in the merit book.
Huo Jixing buried his head in silence and continued to walk along the mountain road.
As time went by, the wind and snow falling from the sky became heavier and heavier, blocking everyone's vision.
Fortunately, with the blessing of [Suzaku·Red Eyes of Fire], Huo Jixing's red eyes can easily penetrate the snow curtain and walk on a safe road
At the same time, due to the blessing of [Suzaku·Red Eyes of Fire] Hitomi], he led the team many times to avoid some large-scale inspections by clan warriors and choose to go around rugged mountain roads.
After walking three or four kilometers, Huo Jixing frowned.
Looking back at the hazy mountains behind, a flash of red-golden light penetrated the pupils.
“Are you following me again?”
There were many clouds rising in the red field of vision, as if they were lingering ghosts, following them.
Even if you go in the wrong direction a few times, you will quickly catch up again.
Huo Jixing began to think while walking slowly.
He didn’t want to fight the clan warriors in such weather, but the clan warriors chasing after him obviously didn’t think so.
I think it was the killings along the way that attracted the attention of the Winter's Claw tribe warriors.
"Eric!" Huo Jixing spoke in a solemn voice, and his deep voice sounded in Eric's ears, suppressing the wind and snow.
"Captain of ten!" Eric increased his pace and walked closer.
"You and Sharuba, find an ambush point together."
Huo Jixing turned to the Noxian veteran and nodded, and ordered: "The tail who is following behind is too Annoying, prepare to deal with them.”
Eric has a very good sense of direction and never takes the wrong direction.
He previously thought that the skill of discerning direction was just Eric's talent.
It is this kind of talent that makes Eric feel at home in the ice world of Freljord.
Watching Xiaruba and Eric disappear into the snow, Huo Jixing's eyes flashed and he stretched out his hand to signal everyone to keep up with him.
Since the clan warriors wanted to die so much, how could he not help them?
Snowflakes were flying, covering the silver-white ground, erasing the footprints of the Noxian scouts. Rolling mountains and rugged mountain roads.
A group of clan warriors wearing armor and fur, holding ferocious sharp blades, walked slowly on the fresh snow.
When they reached a corner of the mountain road, the clan warrior at the front suddenly stopped.
Lifting the cloak, a face smeared with blood marks was exposed to the cold air.
He first looked at the corner of the mountain road, then moved his eyes, looking at the smooth mountain wall and the piled rocks below.
"Bah!" The clan warrior opened his mouth and spat, saying loudly with a sarcastic expression.
"Ambush?"
"Stupid Noxians!"
Compared to the Noxian scouts who rarely set foot on the frozen frozen fields, they live year-round In this world of ice and snow, I have an extremely rich experience.
Perhaps the trap in front of you can deceive ordinary clan warriors.
But for them, it was too crude and crude.
Taking off the long bow on his back, the clan warrior smeared with blood marks looked towards the mountain wall.
Arrange your bow and arrow!
Phew!
A sharp sound broke through the air.
A gray arrow instantly penetrated the snow curtain and embedded itself directly into the surface of the hard boulder.
“Are these clan warriors too vigilant?”
Looking at the fluttering arrow feathers on the boulder, Huo Jixing’s expression was full of helplessness.
Looking across the snow curtain, he saw the clan warriors stationed not far away.
In a world of ice and snow that is almost the same color.
He originally wanted to use the difference in vision and the illusion of the mountain slope to set up an ambush at the corner of the mountain road.
But the clan warriors in front of them seemed to sense something and stopped before approaching the trap.
"It's the Blood Warrior!" Eric's voice sounded at the right time.
Looking at the familiar armor and the face smeared with blood marks, Eric seemed to remember his past experience, and his expression was a little ugly.
“They are veterans of the Winter’s Claw tribe and the most elite warriors!”
"The empire has suffered a lot from these guys!"
Huo Jixing no longer hid his figure, stood up from the mountain slope, reached out and pulled out the arrow from the boulder.
“Not bad!”
Looking at the crude arrow in his hand, Huo Jixing set his sights on the blood warrior at the front.
The fur of unknown animals, armor with spikes, and ferocious huge bone blades.
There is also a face smeared with blood marks and a cold expression.
"A blood warrior from the Winter's Claw tribe?"
Huo Jixing discarded the fur cloak he was wearing and pulled out the slender long knife hanging from his waist.
Alric's strength is very good. Not only is he a Noxian elite, he also has the skill level of a Conquering Blade.
What makes him extremely fearful is enough to show how powerful the Blood Warrior is.
"For Noxus!"
Huo Jixing roared angrily and jumped down from the slope of the mountain.
The slender long knife in his hand cut through the cold air and pulled out a red-gold flame lace.
“For Noxus!”
The exciting shouts resounded through the mountain road. Behind them, Sharuba, Eric and others took steps, following Huo Jixing, towards the bottom. The blood warriors charged.
But compared to Huo Jixing, who seemed to be running wild, they were much more orderly.
As shield guards, Haig and Tulio held heavy shields at the front to prevent the arrows from falling.
Shalupa and others separated one after another and hid behind the shields.
The deep red composite armor reflects the falling dusk light, like a thunderous running sound, crushing the falling snowflakes in the air.
The battle begins!
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