Forsbayro Fortress, a pitch-black corner tower in the middle of the city walls.

Darius leaned casually on his seat, brushstrokes, and processed the piles of papers in front of him.

With the attack of the Pterodactyl Knight Legion and the Cold Lizard Knight Legion, the Noxian soldiers in the fortress instantly became active, and frequent military orders were conveyed, and a large number of war groups emerged with high fighting spirit.

"Huh?" Just as Yenogu peeked into the fortress, Darius was aware of it, and his spiritual perception searched for the source, only to see a trace of crimson light dissipate.

"The breath of the gods?"

Darius lowered his eyes, a solemn expression appeared on his face, and his fingers tapped lightly on the tabletop, making a crisp sound.

He frowned slightly, turned his head to look northwest, his deep eyes penetrated the heavens and the earth, and the layers of red clouds were faintly visible, like a blood-colored ocean with waves.

"Soldier!" Darius put down his quill and called out to the Trefalli legionnaires standing in the doorway.

The door opened, and a Trefalli legionnaire in dark gray armor and a dark red cloak entered the room, kneeling on one knee.

"Where is Cree now?" Darius said in a low voice, his tone like that of a bloodthirsty black wolf, revealing a hungry wildness.

"General, Lord Kereh is leading the cavalry corps to rest behind the fortress." The Trefalli legionnaire replied immediately, his expression unusually respectful.

The slaughter from night to dawn, the evacuation of the long journey, exhausted the strength of the Noxian cavalry legions.

They need to rest to recover their exended physical and mental strength.

"Send someone to inform him that the legions of the kingdom of Besilik are coming, and I hope he will choose the right time....." Darius paused for a moment and continued.

"Inflict a heavy blow on the lizardmen!"

The vanguard legions of the barren plains are engaged, and he has been reported by the scouts, and the Noxian cavalry legions have won a hearty victory.

Although they were subsequently harassed and driven away by the Pterodactyl Knights, they could not hide the bravery of Kree and his Noxian cavalry.

On top of that, the Yodelers' unexpected strategic command allowed the Noxian Cavalry to retreat to the fortress and lower the vigilance of the Pterodactyl Knights.

Darius believed that as long as he didn't get mad out of his mind, the yodelers would make the right decisions and choose the right time.

"Yes, General!" The Trefali legionnaire clenched his fists to his chest and exited the room.

The magic light flickered, and Darius stood, his burly and strong body reflected a rich shadow, and a faint wolf spirit let out a low growl.

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The gloomy sky was covered with clouds, and there was not the slightest moonlight or starlight in sight, only a cold wind howling the heavens and the earth.

On the plain outside the Forsbello Fortress, flames burned, illuminating the dark sky.

Countless felt tents were erected, and a dense crowd of lizardmen and gnolls were clustered together, howls rang out incessantly, and a faint smell of blood filled the air.

In the central area, the palatial huge felt tents.

Inside the tent, a blazing stove burned, more than a dozen terrifying lizardmen and gnolls stood in place, and the main seat was two hazy phantoms like red crystals.

"Are all the legions ready to be in place?" Yenogu glanced at his companion beside him, Sesinek, who also belonged to the God of Blood, and then looked at the first strong lizardman in golden and red armor on the left, and asked.

"All in place, Your Majesty Jeno." The strong lizardman stepped forward, the power of the gods coming to him. 678

After a series of journeys, the Lizardmen and Gnolls of the Kingdom of Besilik have gathered in front of the Forsbero Fortress.

And as one of the generals who led the army this time, and can stand in the tent, its own strength has entered the road of legend.

"Good."

Yenogu nodded, looked sideways at Sesinak, and said in a loud voice, "When are we going to attack?" ”

Airplanes!

Sesinek's red eyes opened, and a dazzling blood light appeared inside the tent, slightly stinging the pupils of many lizardmen and gnolls.

In his field of vision, countless threads of faith were linking the phantom of the kingdom of God behind him, and the emotions of piety and fanaticism slowly spread out and spread over the tent.

"Samuel Ann decreed that this war must be fought with all its might, and no one should escape."

Compared to the lizardmen with a civilized foundation, Sesinak looked down on the savage gnolls, who liked to hunt and flee in the face of powerful enemies, but Yenogu was on his side, and he couldn't explain it directly.

With a flickering eye, Yenogu quickly regained his mind and said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, I have issued an order, the priests of the temple will specially form an inspection team, and once someone escapes, they have the power to directly kill them." ”

Hearing this, Seth Inak nodded slightly: "Just now I contacted Samuel Ann, and the time for the attack is set for the end of night and the dawn comes. He looked around, a hellish aura filling the tent, and his gaze fell heavily on several lizardmen and gnolls in sharp armor.

"Guys, go down and get ready for the attack."

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Footsteps rang out, and several jackals of lizardmen in sharp armor were the first to leave, followed by temple priests in golden-red robes.

These old priests looked extremely fanatical, and were oracles at the command of Samue Anyah, and their hearts were full of praise and praise, ready to die for the victory of the war.

Fanatical believers will never distinguish whether the oracle sent down by the god of faith is correct or not, they will only act firmly and thoroughly according to the oracle.

Shortly after all the lizardmen and gnolls had gone, there was a loud noise, oblivious to the attention of the human fortress in the distance, and savage orders were passed across the plain, causing a howl.

"Yenogu, it's time for us to get ready to descend the True Body." Seth Inak stared at Yenogu, who looked like a gnoll in front of him, and his tone was slightly fanatical.

"The temple priests are ready for everything."

"yes, I see." Yenogu whispered, and immediately turned into a ray of light and dissipated into the tent.

The area of the tent where the gnolls are located.

Gorgeous felt tents stand tall like temple complexes, and the subtle sounds of prayer converge to play a savage and bloodthirsty hymn of praise.

In the deepest area, in a silent and quiet felt tent, hundreds of gnollian priests prostrate on the ground, and the majestic power of faith condensed and poured into the huge and complex magic circle, causing a tidal wave of energy.

Suddenly, a bright red light bloomed, and a gnoll body with a strong visual impact was passing through the magic circle and slowly descending to the main material plane.

The golden armor covered the strong body, and each piece of scale armor reflected the thick power of blood, and when Yenogu opened his eyes, a sense of divine majesty descended in an instant, making all the gnoll priests fearful.

"Nasty Principal Matter Plane Pan-Consciousness."

Yenogu, who had just arrived, sensed the inexplicable oppressive force, raised his eyes to the sky, his eyes pierced through the tent, and saw the faintly changing heavenly dome, and he had to restrain the overflowing power.

Recalling Sesinek's hurried words just now, he sensed that something was wrong, as if His Majesty Samuel was in a hurry, but he couldn't refuse the call for this war, because he was the god of the Blood Temple, and more than half of his strength was maintained through the power of faith.

Looking at the gnoll priest who was prostrate on the ground in front of him, Yenogu threw away the thoughts in his mind, since it had come, then this war was imperative.

Only victory can make everything meaningful.