In Noxus, every citizen can rise to prominence, regardless of race, gender, or dignity...... Strength is everything. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

This is the conscription slogan of the Imperial High Command, high-sounding.

I don't know if others believe it or not, but Rui Wen believes it.

With a firm belief in this ideal, Ruiwen disdainfully pursues a great future.

She joined the Imperial Army as a daughter and went through far more trials than ordinary soldiers, even deliberately making things difficult.

But she ignores everything, strength is her pass, and no one or anything can stop her.

From the reserve to the regular army, from the reserve army to the main vanguard, Ruiwen has gone all the way. Then she entered the elite [Warrior Legion], which is still technically a reserve, but it is the reserve army guarded by the Empire's ace Rayser.

Becoming a member of the Rayser garrison is the first stop on Riven's ideal path, but there is still a long way to go.

So, she participated in the Legion's annual "Brave Heart" challenge.

It's a trial, but it's more brutal than war. The best of the tens of thousands of people are chosen to fight here, regardless of life and death, just for victory.

Riven won, for three years in a row.

She went from Brave to Mighty and eventually joined the Brave Soul Legion, and on her third victory, the High Command rewarded her with a black runic sword forged and enchanted with Noxian sorcery.

Rui Wen became a role model in the army, and her portrait was printed on the new recruitment notice.

But she doesn't want to be a propaganda tool for people to admire and admire. What she longed for was battle.

Fame, fortune and power, she refuses them all.

Eventually, Riven travels to Ionia as a normal soldier and goes to the real battlefield.

However, by the time she arrived, she had already missed the first round of the expeditionary force's attack. They became an occupying force, and Riven's squad was in charge of policing the eastern part of Neville.

Fortunately, the war is not completely over.

On the 17th, the squad received an order: the Imperial army was attacked in the northeast, and nearby troops immediately joined the battle.

After a rapid march, half an hour later, the group arrived in the north, a small town called Boulder City.

There was no such thing as a fierce battle, and an integrated infantry battalion of the Imperial Army was closing in along the narrow streets. The black armor, with swords and guns in his hands, pushed the strong killing intent into the past.

A group of Ionians slowly retreated, ragged and carrying sticks and bricks, fear written on everyone's faces.

It wasn't a fight at all, just a skirmish because of the protests. The civilians on the opposite side wounded an Imperial soldier who had come to collect food, and was soon besieged by a large number of men and horses who rushed in.

Rui Wen wiped her rune broadsword, and the condensed battle intent was quietly released—there would be no more battles here.

However, at this moment, the "battle" just happened.

The civilians, who had been forced to retreat into a corner, had no way to retreat, and the Imperial soldiers did not hesitate to stab their swords and guns.

And so the revolt began, and they were greeted by merciless slaughter.

The squad leader shouted, "Come on, kill me." Riven, it's time to fight. ”

Fight? Does this count as a battle?

Rui Wen's heart is full of doubts, but her body instinctively carries out the military order.

Her runic broadsword was as tall as her body and as wide as a giant shield.

The wooden sticks and bricks thrown by the civilians on the opposite side smashed on it, reminding Rui Wen of the scene when she was a child and played with children.

Her sword didn't strike once, but the "enemies" on the opposite side fell one by one.

The battle was soon over, and Riven sped away. The thick smell of blood made her want to gag, it was not the breath of the battlefield, but the filth of a slaughterhouse.

After a brief rest, another military order came: there was a riot in the east, and immediately went to suppress it.

Well, this time the order was not at least in the name of fighting.

The people in the mountainous areas northeast of Naville are relatively strong, and a team that has come to arrest laborers has an accident.

A squad leader and two soldiers died tragically outside a small village for no apparent reason, and the angry soldiers decided to execute all the strong men in the village.

Those people resisted in the face of death, and the fighting power of these men who grew up in the mountains and wilderness should not be underestimated.

The Imperial army squad paid the price for their recklessness, surrounded by a large number of mountain people, and had no choice but to send a distress signal.

By the time the first reinforcements arrived, more than half of the squad had already suffered casualties.

The mountain people are snatching their weapons and are fleeing.

They ran deep into the mountains, fighting as they retreated, causing great trouble to the pursuing Imperial army.

The rugged terrain burdened the soldiers' heavy equipment, and the hunters on the mountain fired their bows and arrows with precision and power.

The mountain became steeper and steeper as the weary soldiers climbed upwards, and the head-on rolling rocks claimed the lives of many people.

Casualties in a battle of this magnitude were unbearable losses for the Imperial Army, and it was even more humiliating.

An order to retreat came from the rear, and a general passed through here to temporarily take command.

He had a heavy artillery brigade under his command, which was being ordered to rush to the northern part of the country to be deployed along the line of the Presidium Giant Terrace.

Furious by the resistance of the Imperial army here, he gave the order to dozens of heavy artillery pieces lined up at the bottom of the hill and bombarded the top.

The rumbling of cannon echoed between the mountains, and the entire peak in front of it was flattened. Most of the mountaineers died in the explosion, and only a few climbed over the mountain and disappeared from view.

Riven's team arrives when the battle is over, and they are tasked with cleaning up the battlefield.

"Damn, I caught up with this drudgery again, and I didn't take any credit."

The team leader complained and led people over the mountains.

Two fifteen or sixteen-year-old boys in the pile of stones in front of them suddenly ran out and desperately fled down.

They are shackled and appear weak when they run.

"Finally there are a few left, kill me." The squad leader took the lead and rushed forward.

"Leave it to me."

Ruiwen's giant sword slapped to the ground, and the qi wave overturned several people around him, and in the blink of an eye, a few bounces had come to the two teenagers.

She jumped off the boulder, sending a shockwave around her that stunned the two of them.

The long knife that the squad leader slashed was blocked by Riven with her hand raised, and she said, "The suppression is to make the Ionians obey, not to kill everyone." What's more, the two of them are just children. ”

The team leader was a little jealous of this woman's strength, and grinned: "Damn, then take it back as a coolie, which can be regarded as a little credit." ”

persuaded the chief, and when Rui Wen looked up, several villagers under the mountain had already been slaughtered.

The team went back to the mountain to continue cleaning the battlefield, but Rui Wen looked at the mountain peak in front of her in a daze.

The mountain was like a sword stuck in the ground, steep and straight.

One of the shells missed, blasting a hole in the mountainside.

Rui Wen stared intently, feeling a breath of qi slowly approaching from inside.

Riven walked slowly forward, looking up below. In the dark hole, she saw a pair of eyes.

No, it's just the top half of a person's face, to be exact. The man was wearing a strange blindfold-like thing with many lenses that made the face look like a green-headed fly.

The man took another step out, carrying a long sword in his hand, with obvious signs of fracture in the middle, as if it had been put together not long ago.

The man looked at the dead body below, his sword hands trembling slightly.

After a long time, he looked at Rui Wen and said, "Imperial, let's fight." ”

The voice was very strange, it seemed to be the immaturity of a young man, and it was full of old and desolate.

Rui Wen shook her head: "No." I can feel that the killing intent in you is strong, but your momentum is not strong. At least, today you are not at the strongest fighting state. ”

"So what?"

"I've always looked forward to a fair fight, not just a win or a death or death. Especially today, my sword is not willing to be drawn for slaughter. ”

"But you're already killing. You and I will have a battle! ”

"It's my pleasure, and I feel like you're growing strong fast. I'm looking forward to that day and playing a fair game with you who become truly strong. ”

The people in the cave retreated into the shadows, and it took a long time for an indifferent voice to come, "My name is Yi, the descendant of Wuji Sword Dao." What about you, woman. ”

"My name is Rivien, a warrior."