The corner tower of the city wall, the dim light illuminates the high platform.

Darius looked out over the blood-red barren plains, where the gnoll soldiers and lizardmen warriors swarmed like dark green ants, leaving behind the corpses of their companions along the way.

It wasn't until that crimson glow that the deep eyes of Darius rippled.

Whether it's a staircase clinging to the city walls, or a heavy stone throwing cart at the back of the array of the Bešilik Kingdom. These offensives, which had caused trouble to the Stoke Kingdom, were too crude and simple in the eyes of the Noxus Legion.

Even though the occasional Gnoll Heavy Warrior and Lizardman Shield-Bearer Warrior climbed the walls, they had to confront the Noxian soldiers who were waiting for them before they could catch their breath.

The heroic gnoll heavily-armored warriors and lizardmen shield-wielding warriors were like lambs entering the wolf's den, tossing and struggling a few times, and then completely lost their voice.

"The Crimson Pyramid of Samuel Anyah, and... Pterodactyl Knight! Darius noticed the change in the situation of the war not far away, and his resolute face was full of solemnity.

Within view, the tent area where the Kingdom of Besilik is located.

Boundless shadows rose as a lizardman knight rode the pterodactyl and soared through the dawn sky, the light of magic flowing through the armor and scales.

Below them, a pyramid-like crimson tower rises from the sky, its crimson energy overflowing from its spire.

Buzzing! Buzzing! Buzzing!

The Crimson Pyramid of Samuel Anya activated, streaking crimson trajectories across the battlefield, star-like scarlet light falling into the bodies of the gnolls and lizardmen warriors, adding a layer of clear defensive shields out of thin air.

A roar and a tremor sounded.

Behind these dangling crimson pyramids, a bridge-mounted triceratops emerged from the shadows with a massive scaly body, strong limbs and abdomen with bony scales and spiked guards, and huge horns sticking straight out of the crown to pierce the dawn.

"Ballista triceratops!"

Darius's eyes were half-narrowed, his hands rubbing the hilt of the Black Cutter's axe, and the dark purple wolf spirit hovering at his feet let out a low growl, his wild eyes reflecting the killing scene in the battlefield.

His guess was not wrong, and the kingdom of Besilik directly abandoned the pre-war temptation and attacked the fortress with all its might, leaving no room for anything.

Involving us? So, what's going to happen in the territory?

Then you will be completely disappointed!

Thoughts flickered, Darius sensed the intentions of the Besilik Kingdom, shook his head slightly, he looked at the situation on the battlefield, and ordered: "Send an order to Draven, let him lead the Reckoner Legion to assist in the defense of the city wall." ”

"Yes, General."

The Tryfali legionnaires, who were standing outside the turret, heard the order and quickly turned away.

......

The surging offensive launched by the Besilik Kingdom once again injected wild vitality into the black wave, setting off monstrous waves and changing the current battlefield situation.

The cathartic rain of arrows and steel heavy crossbows slowly began to change their aims, no longer staring at the Gnoll Heavy Warriors and Lizardmen Shield-wielding Warriors, but on the Ballista Triceratops and Samuel Anya Crimson Pyramid that were about to enter the attack area.

Noxian archers and steel heavy crossbow legions smell danger.

The gnoll heavy armor warriors and the lizardmen shield warriors, who have been liberated to a certain extent, resist the frantic attack of the city wall, with the help of the ladder to climb to the wide wall in one fell swoop, and fight to kill the Noxian soldiers behind the battlements.

Chaos descends.

Under the dawn dome, countless dark green ants crowded into the city wall, trying in vain to open the gap.

However, what awaits them is the pocket array that has already been arranged.

The Noxian soldiers worked together to slaughter a gnollull heavy armor warrior and a lizardman shield-wielding warrior who had not yet established their footing.

Overlooking the Forsbyro Fortress, the center of the maelstrom of war.

The never-ending sound of fighting made the atmosphere of war more and more frenzied and bloody.

The shattered corpses of soldiers, unable to distinguish between enemies and companions, fell from the towering walls, and blood rained down on the jackals and lizardmen.

Especially after Draven and the Legion of the Liquidators joined the battle at the walls, the carnage reached a climax.

Compared to the Noxian Legionnaires, the Liquidators' killing techniques are more of a bloody art, and they are very familiar with the anatomy of different races and know how to inflict maximum damage with the least amount of force.

This is thanks to the Noxus prison system.

In that dark and deep cage, many condemned prisoners who had offended Valoran's collar were imprisoned.

Monsters in the bottomless abyss, traitorous nobles in their realms, and gnolls and lizardmen in the kingdom of Beślik are all good 'materials' for the show.

"I like these guys very much, although they are not as good as the liquidators I left in the Noxian Empire, but they are extremely hungry for strength and will do whatever it takes." Draedne stood beside Sinjid, his dark eyes glowing with blood.

Speaking of which, among the many heroes in Valoran's territory, some and only one of them are composed of the natives of the continent of Karadimos----

Draven's Legion of Liquidators!

Their membership and ethnicity range from the Minotaurs of the Highlands Plains to the Dark Elves of the Underground, or even survivors who have been integrated into the demonic bloodline.

"It's really good." Sinjid nodded slightly, the Hextech experiment and the potion experiment were indispensable for the support of Noxus Prison and the Liquidator Legion.

After all, some experiments that touch the transcendental, the physical fitness of ordinary people cannot support it at all, and only the transcendent can make the experiment continue.

The change in the situation on the battlefield, Xinjid also saw it in his eyes, looking up at the pterosaur knight in the sky of the sky, he looked a little surprised.

The nearly 1,000 pterosaur knights who were destroyed yesterday didn't impress them and dared to attack the fortress from the air?

Oh no!

A smile appeared in the corner of Sinjid's eyes, and he sensed that something was wrong with the movements of a small group of pterosaur riders, and seemed to be ready to evacuate at any moment.

Sure enough, the fear of death of any intelligent creature cannot be avoided.

The black tide of the kingdom of Besilik was raging, and the hanging Crimson Pyramid of Samuel Anya crossed the plain distance and approached the fortress.

The crimson glow shone down, and all the gnolls and lizardmen who were bathed looked more and more crazy.

The ballista triceratops staggered behind the Crimson Pyramid of Samuel Anya, mounted on its back, with iron heavy ballistas fixed to it, and strong lizardmen aiming at Forsbayro Fortress.

Beside them, a lizardman carries special crossbow arrows stacked next to the ballistas, holding a sturdy shield or holding a spear, ready to attack.

"Nothing new." Sinjid said softly, the sarcasm in his eyes undisguised.

Back in the Great Plains War of Shatar, alchemy researchers had collected a database of the war equipment of the Besilik Kingdom, simulating any situation encountered on the battlefield.

Now it seems that it is still the same as before, and there is no change at all.

"So today, let me show you the brilliance of Hextech."

Sinjid turned to look at the alchemy technology researcher who had been waiting for a long time, and said in a condensed voice: "Inform the others, get ready for battle, I don't want to see someone drop the chain." ”

"Yes, Lord Sinjid."

The alchemy researcher replied softly, a flush appeared on his face under the metal mask, and the suppressed desire to fight in his heart was desperate to be released.