After the Jackals crossed the border, with their destructive power and cruel nature, they left the province of Silverpine with barren and cold corpses, and nothing else.

In the lower part of the hill, Sgar lay on the stone basking in the morning light, the orange glow draped over the scales of her body like black metal embellished with gold threads, and Cree had seen the blade slash her short leg and then break off itself.

Burst!

Sgar snorted slightly, she was slightly tired from last night's killing, causing some sleep deprivation, and then she turned her head to look at Kree, who was still a hundred times more energetic at her side, and leaned her neck helplessly, leaning her head against the edge of the hard, cold stone.

"Gollum...... Woo-la. ”

"Hey, bastard coward, what are you complaining about, you ran better than anyone else last night? Are you pretending to be pathetic now? Kree patted Sgar on the head and grinned, a smile of joy after releasing his inner killing.

"Alright, when we get back to Lakstak Fortress, I'll ask the lord to have a chef for you!"

"Woohoo!" The dragon lizard screamed, his expression overflowing with excitement.

Shrugging his shoulders, Kree didn't care about Sgar anymore, looked at the cavalry centurion who was walking slowly beside him, and exclaimed, "Boy, is there something wrong?" ”

The coagulated blood stains adhered to the surface of the armor, and the black mask was lifted, and it was a slightly tired young face, the cavalry centurion saluted with his sword, and asked respectfully: "Sergeant General, the time for rest has come, what should we do next?" ”

"Did the scouts who let them out bring back any news?" Kree asked, thinking for a moment.

"The surrounding gnolls were almost wiped out in last night's raid!" The cavalry centurion reported, "But further on, it is the Blackwood Province, and the Shadow Stream has not yet brought back the news of the Blackwood Province." ”

"In addition, the support we need has not yet been ..........."

Buzzing! Buzzing! Buzzing!

A slight tremor came from the plain beneath his feet, and Kree's face changed, and before he could get up, Sgar immediately stood up and hissed loudly, as if he was inexplicably frightened, looking at the smoke and dust behind him.

"Alert! Alert! The cavalry centurion immediately turned and ran towards the humble rest camp, and the Noxian scarlet cavalry, who heard the sound, immediately turned on his horse, and the armor of the previous night was not taken off at all.

Cree tugged at the reins and stood solemnly on the saddle of the dragon lizard, looking up into the distance, the dust of the sky slightly obscuring his vision.

"Where did this cavalry come from? The number is a lot, at least more than 1,000 people! ”

With an increasingly violent tremor, Kree raised his head slightly, the Noxian blood-colored cavalry had already set up a formation behind him, he just wanted to say a few cruel words, but he didn't want to see those familiar Noxian-style armor.

"Give up vigilance, it's your own people!" Kree said as he waved the blood-red axe in his hand, and rode up to meet Sgar.

The Noxian soldiers who were rushing from afar slowed down when they saw Kree's figure, and a cavalryman rushed out of the array, and came to the yodel with his skillful horsemanship.

"Gregory, I've seen the Sergeant-General!" The helmet was held in the crook of his left arm, and he held a heavy riding spear in his right hand, the tip of the spear pointed obliquely at the plain, and he saluted slightly.

"Why are there so many cavalry and war masons?" Kree said as he looked at the Noxian soldiers stationed not far away.

"On the orders of the lord, Gregory led 20 war stonemasons, 1,000 Noxian Imperial cavalry, and 500 Noxian expeditionary cavalry at the command of the sergeant general." Gregory said in an orderly manner.

"In addition, Lord Svein needs the Sergeant General to clear all threats to the west of Valoran's territory, and to prevent an unexpected possibility of war!"

Well? Hearing this, Kree's left eyes widened slightly, what is this going to do? Solve all the threats in the west?

"Is there something going on in Valoran?"

Gregory hesitated for a moment, but after thinking of Kree's eccentric personality, he whispered, "The territory may launch a surprise attack on Vasur Castle!" ”

"Wow, wow!" Kree stood in the saddle of Sgar and let out a roar of rage, oblivious to the awkward drazard. "Gregory, you are in charge of the Silverpine Province, I don't want to be in charge of this side, I want to join Darius in the conquest of Ranvasur Castle!"

"I'm sorry, Lord Kree, but this is an order from Lord Lord and Lord Svein!" Gregory said in a deep voice, giving up even the title of sergeant and general, and directly calling Lord Kree by his name.

The laws of Noxus are so strict that no one should break them, not even the heroes of the famous Empire.

"Well, I'm in charge of these damn gnolls, I'll leave them all behind." Kree said in a frustration that he was just venting and didn't really want to get out of here.

Immediately, Kree, who had recovered his mind, looked at the sky in the distance, which was the direction of the province of Blackwood, the Noxian, but he didn't have the heart to wait for the enemy to attack, he wanted more.

"Gregory, with the province of Silverpine as the margin, send Noxian cavalry and war stonemasons, I want to know the traces of the gnolls!"

"Yes!"

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

Lenwall Mountains, Fort Digwo.

The bluestone path halfway up the mountain had long been under martial law by the soldiers of Demacia, and every soldier in silver-white armor had a cold gaze and scanned the surroundings for any movement.

Noxtola, a giant gray building half-embedded in the interior of the mountain, is a noxian red flag with a red-bottomed double-edged axe flying high on the left and right sides of the building, and a wide road made of cyan rock leads straight into the interior of the mountain.

At this moment, the illusory giant gate was frantically flashing with black-red light, and the surging spell energy pulled out transparent white traces, and a column of Noxian soldiers stepped out of [Noxtola], their armor sharp, and the sharp cold light shone slightly on the dim environment.

The orderly array of Noxian soldiers spread from the inside of the mountain, like black-red flames, to the foot of the mountain, and then stationed in a built military camp, as far as the eye can see, dense, rich breath of life soars into the sky.

Immediately behind was a lizard-like baby dragon lizard, its scaly tail swaying slightly, and its scarlet pupils flashing with a ferocious aura, all of which were dragonborn monsters that Valoran had spawned and would go with the expedition.

"Have you confirmed the heroes who will go on the expedition?" Modrian stood on the watchtower of Fort Dig, looking at the young dragon lizard walking in front of him, and his heart was stirred, this is the strength of Valoran, and it will also be the terrifying force that will shake the Stoke Kingdom.

"Confirmed by Darius himself!" Svein looked at Modrian, who was slightly tight in front of him, and said with a soft smile.

"Don't worry, Valoran will win!"