The galloping dragon lizard war beast swept across the battlefield, knocking away the heavily armored Demacian warriors, the long halberds in the hands of the dragon lizard knights flew, piercing the bodies of the warriors one by one, hanging on the tips of the halberds, and shaking back and forth like trophies, a soldier was hit by a war hammer in the hands of the Noxian dragon lizard knights, and the whole head and neck were smashed into the chest, and the soldier's chest cavity was exploded like a bubble full of air, the chest cavity was torn, the ribs flew out, and it fell into the dust like a torn broken doll, and was smashed into the chest cavity, by the war horse, The beast's big feet trampled back and forth.

This is the battlefield!

The crash of steel and flesh!

Blood! Growl!

Each other is fighting for the last bit of strength in their bodies to survive!

When Galen arrived, this was the scene of the battle he saw.

The Noxians used the charge of the heavy dragon lizard knight as an arrow, completely tearing apart the Demacian army, cutting and sweeping the soldiers in the Demacian army back and forth.

Then there were more Noxian hoplites who rushed into the formation, the trump card of the Noxians, and the main force of their battle in the north and south.

These are strong men who are more than two meters tall, the elite soldiers of the Noxian army, most of them are experienced warriors who have been in the battle array for a long time, they have followed their leader, conquered the port cities in the east, fought with the barbarians in the north, and now they appear on the battlefield of Demacia in the west.

They are the main force that ultimately decides the outcome of the battlefield.

They broke into the Demacian formation, brandishing the battle axes, flails and sledgehammers in their hands, charging back and forth, tearing at the defenses of the Galen legion, constantly bleeding the entire Demacians, and even more hateful were the Noxian War Mage Regiment, which launched a wave of covering attacks after meditating every once in a while, protected by the infantry.

A variety of powerful offensive magic, magic missiles, fireballs, fire blasts, chain lightning, each of their combined attacks will create a large number of casualties in the ranks of the Demacian warriors.

The Noxians' attacks are rhythmic and efficient.

On Demacia's side, Galen saw that most of his soldiers had lost their fighting spirit, and the Noxians' surprise attack was like a storm and lightning, almost destroying their last will to fight.

But when Galen appeared on horseback on the battlefield, it still caused them to cheer!

"General, it's the general who is back!"

When these last warriors are finally awakened,

It was as if Galen's appearance could instantly arouse the last trace of strength in their bodies.

Galen looked at the miserable scene of the soldiers under his command in front of him, and his eyes were already blood-red.

Damn Noxians!

"For Demacia's sake, kill all these beasts!"

Galen roared! Leaping high from the warhorse, flying into the air tens of meters away, and then piercing into the Noxian formation like a bolt of lightning, the big sword like a door panel in his hand slashed from the back of a dragon lizard, splitting the dragon lizard and the knight on the back of the dragon lizard in half!

Bang!

A few seconds later, the body of the dragon lizard that had been split in half slowly cracked, and slowly fell to both sides like two mountains of meat, blood spurted out like a fountain, and in the blink of an eye, the silver-white armor on Galen's body was sprayed into a blood-red color!

And at this time, Galen turned the whole person connected to his big sword into a blood-red blade hurricane on the spot! It blew like a raging wind, and everywhere it went, countless Noxian bodies were swept in, torn, and turned into broken bones and minced flesh before being thrown out.

The hurricane cut in from the place where the Noxians gathered, and then blew through it, like a scythe rushing out of the crowd of Noxians, and in just one entry and exit, hundreds of Noxians died under his sword!

Galen stubbornly used his own strength to block the Noxians' charge.

His arrival gave the remaining remnants of the warriors of Demacia a chance to kick in.

So that they can pick up the battle again and regain their courage!

And Galen, who stopped at this time, just took a hard breath, and then raised the big sword in his hand again and raised it high!

Long live Demacia!

Banzai!

Banzai!

The battlefield was filled with cheers, and the remaining warriors rekindled their fighting spirit.

This is the demeanor of the power of Demacia on the battlefield!

He is the soul of this army!

As long as he does not die, this army will never fail!

Galen gasped violently, and pointed forward with the big sword in his hand:

"You're Draven!"

"Darius, the butcher's brother?"

"Let the horses come! You're going to die a glorious death! ”

However, before Draven could respond,

"No, your opponent is me! You bastard! ”

"I'm not going to let go of this opportunity!"

Next to him, another figure riding on the back of a huge dragon lizard had already rushed over in a diagonal stab, it was the angry knight Kree, this madman had been aroused by Galen's appearance, and he first challenged Galen.

Rumble!

Kree drove the Sgar under his crotch and slammed into Galen with a weight of several tons!

A whirlwind immediately blew in the same place where the two fought.

Draven watched as Kree took Galen's opponent over, and his face immediately drooped in frustration, for a madman like him and Cree, a sweaty battle was even more comfortable than a victory on the field.

What's more, the opponent is Galen!

Galen, the hero of Demacia!

The name of this hero has spread all over the continent with his exploits, and all the warriors of Noxus are proud to be able to fight him, of course, if he can take off his head as a trophy of his bravery and glory, it will be the most perfect prize that Draven can think of in life.

This is also the most perfect destination for a warrior like Galen in his opinion.

But soon he thought of the severest warning that his various Darius had given him before this expedition,

"Draven, for an officer, to take victory after victory with his soldiers is always more glorious than it is for you to defeat any enemy yourself."

"Sometimes you have to learn to restrain your warrior's heart! My brother. ”

"Only then will you have a chance to reach that peak."

Draven will never forget the look in which his brother looked at him when he said this, the expectation contained in that gaze!

He shook his head fiercely,

"So be it! Delevingne. ”

He said to himself in his heart.

"Give up the pursuit of personal glory and learn to be a commander, because that's what your brother wants you to be."

He retracted his desire to fight a hero like Galen urgently, and with a swipe of the tomahawk in his hand,

"Attack! Warriors! ”

"Victory!"

"For the glory of Noxus!"

"Kill them all!"

Roar!

The axe spun and flew out of Draven's hand, slaying at the last remaining Demacian warriors.