The red sky, the red clouds, the red castle, the red city walls, everything is rendered in red as a red picture scroll within the view of Sein.

"Hunger is eroding, I smell blood!"

A muffled voice echoed in the air, and Seon turned to look at the bloody warriors who had been waiting for orders, his hideous face smiling.

Rough steel chains wrapped around the limbs of the bloody warriors, clanging sounds from time to time. Silver-red armor and pale flesh stitched together, sharp barbs on shoulders, feet and knees glittered with a cold glow.

This is a weapon of war created by the Noxian Empire using black magic and magic runes, and they were all extremely powerful Noxian warriors during their lifetimes. After becoming bloody warriors, they lose their sanity and emotion, and as a result, they gain more force than they did in their lifetime.

If no one controls them on the battlefield, both enemy and friendly forces will be killed mercilessly when they meet.

Perhaps by accident or by fate, Sain, who was also a weapon of war, became their only commander.

The shattered crown penetrated the jaw and the terrifying countenance, the scarlet eyes flashed with the intent of crazy killing, and Sean motioned for the Noxian soldiers to untie the chains of the bloody warriors, and the pale ** glowed with a faint crimson, like flesh and blood to bring a real feeling.

"The Bloody Vanguard needs a real slaughter to herald our arrival!"

Carrying a huge black axe, the crimson armor on his chest burned like flames, madness and killing were drowning himself, leaving only a trace of clarity in his heart, he took a huge and burly figure, leading the bloody warriors who broke free from the shackles and rushed towards the red castle.

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Broken bed crossbows stained with flesh and blood poured to the left and right sides of the gates, the snapping of spears, the clashing of steel armor, and the screams of pain rang out in a mess. The Iron Thorn soldiers on the defensive, the Noxian soldiers on the offensive, and the scorching and chaotic battles turned the gates into a flesh mill.

The torrent of steel surged, the red blood splashed violently, the sound of fighting became louder and louder, and the breath of life continued to dissipate, and a cold corpse was piled up on the ground.

Unlike the other soldiers, Poppy led the Trefali Legionnaires and the Noxian Scarlet Cavalry to fight where the resistance was most fierce and destroy all will to resist.

This is the horror of the transcendent professional in the battlefield, once you can't resist the attack of the opponent's professional, then the outcome of the war will change the direction.

Time was ticking, and the twilight shone on the shadows of the city gates, and a little blood soaked the air.

The Noxus Legion gradually gained the upper hand, and the dark green waves shrank and shrank in the dark torrent, and the slightly wide streets and narrow alleys were covered with the corpses of the Iron Thorn soldiers.

Behind the straight road of Ranvasur Castle, hundreds of heavy cavalry in green armor slowly appeared, and the thorn flag, which symbolized the status of the cavalry, fluttered in the cold wind.

"Lord Alcott, the city gate is no longer able to resist, ask for support." The cavalry who came on horseback looked at the figure in front and said respectfully.

"Let's get back!" Alcot said softly, a chill in his deep eyes.

It is impossible to say and judge who is right and who is wrong in this war, and as a war knight, all he can do is defend the glory of the Geoffrey family with his own body and will.

"Heroic, I taught you, and now it's time for me to teach you to sacrifice!" Alcott gently clenched the heavy riding gun in his hand, which was his companion for many years.

The entire cyan heavy cavalry spear was about a zhang long, and the fine patterns were carved on the body of the gun, and the blade of the spear had an extended groove, glowing with a faint blood-red glow.

"Sacrifice, one of the virtues that knights follow, it represents whether you have the courage to pay a heavy price to keep the banner of the Jeffrey family flying high, even your life!"

Alcott raised his cyan heavy cavalry spear and placed it on his waist, his eyes calmly looking at the battlefield of the city gate that was about to collapse, and in front of him was the straight road of the castle that had long been cleared.

"Tell me, do you have the courage to sacrifice everything you have for the Jeffrey family?"

"Iron Thorn, Glory!"

"Iron Thorn, Glory!"

"Iron Thorn, Glory!"

A low, roaring voice fluttered above the castle, shaking the blood-red sky, and each Iron Thorn Heavy Cavalry lowered their delicate steel armor and followed the figure in front with a cold gaze.

Buzzing!

The rich life energy bloomed on the body of Alcott Arnold Jeffrey, the knight with the title of [Spear of Thorns] looked like an angry lion, holding his head high, and the bright dark green energy slowly spread to the hundreds of iron thorn heavy cavalry behind him, forming a complex and mysterious aura sign at the foot of the chainmail war horse, turning into a layer of thorny shield standing in front of him.

[Thorn Aura]!

This is not the aura released by relying on the [Thorn Necklace], but the aura ability that Alcott comprehended, and it is also the first knight aura he obtained after stepping into the path of a war knight.

Decades of hard cultivation, study and comprehension, coupled with the leadership and battles of the legion in nearly 100 battles large and small, have already made [Thorn Aura] his ability to focus.

Sonorous!

The Iron Thorn Heavy Cavalry swung their heavy cavalry spears and slashed through the air, standing tall in front of them, their fearless momentum rising into the sky like wolf smoke.

"Iron Thorn, fight!"

Dada! Dada! Dada!

The dull sound of horses' hooves trampled on the rocky floor, and the fine dust shook and floated, then annihilated by the footsteps of the chainmail warhorse, and the dark green iron thorns charged towards the pitch-black tide at the city gate.

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Poppy, who was in the middle of the slaughter, swung Oren's hammer and smashed the transcendent knight in front of him, the crisp sound of bones shattering echoed in his ears, and his amethyst-like eyes were bloodshot.

Well? As if sensing something, Bobby stopped her pursuit, and looked at the end of the straight with a slightly solemn expression, the dim environment could not stop her eyes, and a dark green glow could be faintly seen from far and near.

Wait a minute!

Not just the front, but also the rear.

Poppy immediately looked back at the corner of the broken city gate, where a number of Noxian soldiers were frantically fleeing from each side, a little fear on their fearless faces.

Golden life energy surged through the dwarf body, and Poppy extended her perception as much as she could, until it touched the surging red tide behind her, and the heavy cavalry that was getting closer and closer, the sharp aura slightly tingling her skin.

"Get out of here, get out of here quickly, evacuate to both sides!" Poppy suddenly reminded loudly that she was not afraid, but to avoid unnecessary losses.

The Trefalli legionnaires and the Noxian Scarlet Cavalry were the first to react, as the elite soldiers of the Noxian Empire, they were well aware of the horror of those war weapons in the rear.

Especially after falling into a killing frenzy!