Chapter 69 A timid lizard? Please call me, Desert Dragon Lizard!
The night is dark and the wind and snow are miserable.
The sparse snow curtain cannot cover the crimson wave surging in the distance.
Georgi seemed to sense the uneasiness of stepping down from the Juvask wild boar. He forcibly grabbed the reins and reached out to comfort his partner.
From what can be seen from the field of view, the number of Noxian Scarlet Cavalry far exceeds their own team.
But tempered by the cruel and ruthless environment of the Freljord, they are natural warriors who are never afraid of any challenge.
Looking at the approaching Noxian Scarlet Cavalry, Georgi took a deep breath and stood in the middle of the mountain road riding a Juvask wild boar.
“For the Claws of Winter, for the great war mother Sejuani!”
He raised his arms and roared loudly, intending to lead the blood warriors who were waiting to stop the surging deep sea. Red Tide.
“Fight!”
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Under the dark sky, one after another barbed arrows, like sudden rain, tore open the snow curtain and fell towards the oncoming bloody cavalry of Noxus.
But when the arrows fell, they seemed to encounter invisible obstacles, and most of them lost their direction.
Those who occasionally fall into the cavalry array will not cause any effective damage.
Seeing this, Georgi immediately waved his hand, signaling the blood warrior behind him to hold a shield and stand at the front of the array.
The narrow mountain road not only hindered their previous attack, but also restricted the Noxian Scarlet Cavalry that came to the rescue.
Georgi looked at the surging bloody wave.
Although the leader could not be seen clearly, they were able to walk side by side on the mountain road without any hindrance. There were only five Noxian Scarlet Cavalry.
He clenched his fists and awakened the ice blood in his body. Dark blue frost gradually filled his body, and the ice weapons wrapped around his hands were also trembling.
Maybe the temperature is too low.
The dark blue frost condensed the air and compressed inside, as if it was about to turn into a rock-solid ice wall.
The Juvask wild boar that Georgi stepped under was also a little unbearable. Its thick front hooves frequently trampled the snow, and its tusks swung with its head and cut through the air.
Bend over and make a fist.
Georgi is ready to use his long-accumulated ice power to crush the blood-colored wave rolling in at the front.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The uniform sound of horse hooves trampling, like thunder, resounded through the mountain road.
Georgi's cold gaze crossed the snow curtain and saw the person at the front of the Noxian Scarlet Cavalry.
Yordles?
Doubts arose in my heart, but the next moment.
A trace of panic and fear appeared on Georgi's resolute face.
The yordle riding a desert dragon lizard and wielding a sharp blade reminded him of a Noxian hero who was active in rumors and biographies.
Rage Knight Kled!
He wanted to open his mouth and shout loudly to disperse the bloody warriors in formation.
But before any action can be taken, the bloody wave has arrived!
He could only hurriedly punch, and with the blessing of the Zhenbing gloves, the dark blue frost turned into frost mist and blocked the front.
"Skaal!"
At the forefront of the crimson wave, Kled was originally walking alongside the Noxian Scarlet Cavalry.
But the moment he saw the dark blue frost mist, he immediately tightened the reins, and cold murderous intent surged out of his only intact eye.
The Desert Dragon Lizard immediately accelerated, taking quick steps, leading Kled forward.
Bang!
The terrifying crashing sound resounded across the battlefield.
The Desert Dragon Lizard ignored the surrounding frost and swung its scaly tail, directly hitting the Juvask wild boar that looked like a car. Georgi, who was sitting upright on his back, was also unable to avoid it.
The overwhelming force first broke the sharp tusks of the Juvask wild boar, then shattered Georgi's arm and threw him suddenly into the air.
The bone-crushing pain attacked Georgi's nerves. He watched himself rising from the ground, recalling the previous scene when he knocked away the enemy. “So this is how it feels!”
Then, he saw Kled grinning, swung the silver ax in his hand, and slashed down.
Click!
The ax blade fell, the condensed frost shattered, and then crossed his neck.
Darkness fell instantly, completely engulfing Georgi's consciousness.
At this moment, the Noxian Scarlet Cavalry surged like a torrent through Kled's torn mouth, breaking through the Blood Warriors' defense with overwhelming power.
"Kill them all!"
Kled raised his ax high, and the blood stained his armor and Skaar's scaled body red.
Behind him, the Noxian Scarlet Cavalry looked cold, straightening the heavy lance in his hand, like a black spike, piercing into the body of the Blood Warrior.
Those hard shields and thick robes and armor were as easy to penetrate as paper in front of the sharp heavy lance.
No more than a moment.
The sticky blood was like a heavy rain, pouring on the snow, and each hot body was trampled by the Noxian bloody cavalry.
Skaal, who became active, seemed to be out of control, carrying Kled with him. , scurrying around in the chaotic array, causing bursts of bloodshed.
But this is not the end.
After the first round of charge, the Noxian Scarlet Cavalry, led by Kled, quickly adjusted their array.
The front army becomes the rear army, and the rear army becomes the front army.
Only Kled is still ahead!
“For Noxus!” Kled spat out the blood foam in his mouth, pointed his sharp ax at the remaining Blood Warriors, and launched another deadly charge.
In the bloody battlefield, the remaining Claws of Winter Blood Warriors completely lost their fighting spirit when faced with the Noxian Scarlet Cavalry led by Kled.
They screamed in terror and ran in all directions, but they could not escape the Noxian Scarlet Cavalry that surrounded them.
The bright moonlight hides behind the gray clouds, and the dim starlight falls to the ground.
This Noxian massacre is over!
This pale hill has been completely dyed red with sticky blood.
Looking from a distance, broken corpses, broken weapons, and a huge Juvask wild boar were randomly discarded like unwanted garbage.
The scarlet blood gathered into a stream, wrapped in snowflakes, and flowed along the mountain road.
Huo Jixing looked down at the scarlet hell-like scene in front of him with a look of shock, as if he did not expect that the blood warriors who surrounded him would be completely destroyed.
Ta-ta! Ta-ta!
Hearing the crisp sound of footsteps, Huo Jixing raised his eyes and saw a familiar figure coming into view.
"Wilson?"
He looked at the middle-aged man who walked to the top of the hillside and was protected by the Noxian Scarlet Cavalry, and spoke in surprise.
The middle-aged man wearing a red and gray robe in front of him was the legion adviser he met in the military camp.
"Long time no see."
Wilson walked closer, looked at the skinny Huo Jixing with a heavy expression, and told the reason for the unexpected encounter.
At this time, he had seen the tragic battlefield on the top of the hillside.
Except for Huo Jixing, there were only a few Noxian scouts left, most of them turned into cold corpses, lying quietly on the dry ground.
Huo Jixing licked the corners of his dry mouth with a calm expression.
He dragged his weak body, looked past Wilson, and looked at the scattered Noxian Scarlet Cavalry, who were looking for and treating the surviving Noxian scouts.
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