Boom! Boom! Boom!

Rhythmic drums are played, accompanied by roars and horns.

Black and white armies were mixed and spread throughout the wilderness, some falling to the ground, and others coming forward.

The dark clouds were overwhelming, and the black pressure was overwhelming, but it did not affect the fighting of the armies below at all.

"Demacia!"

An earth-shattering shout rang out.

Dressed in gold armor, Prince Jiawen raised the halberd in his hand, and his armor and body were covered with blood stains.

He charged to the front line to fend off Noxus' attacks.

He is the prince of Demacia, but he is also the guardian of Demacia, charging at the forefront, it is his duty and his mission!

Swish!

With a swing of the halberd, it easily pierced through the Noxians who wanted to get closer, killing them with a single blow.

The battlefield didn't give him time to think, and more Noxian soldiers surrounded him, waving all kinds of weapons in their hands, causing him a great deal of pressure.

"Thorn!"

Not far from them, Prince Jiawen's personal guards lined up with guns and stabbed at them.

Their bright silver armor made of Demacian steel had been stained with too much blood, and they had comrades and foes alike.

Everyone was like a great enemy, and dozens of people raised their guns at the same time, and without hesitation, they stabbed the spears in their hands forward.

And their goal is only one person...

Darius!

Blood had already stained Darius' bright red cloak, and even his hair was stained with thick blood.

In the face of the spear that stabbed him, his violent face was full of excitement, and the battle axe in his hand was dripping with blood, picking up a huge blood-colored arc and forcibly splitting a bloody path.

Scold!

Dozens of spears pierced the air, erecting a spear shield in the air in an attempt to fend off the slash of the tomahawk.

"It's just in vain!"

Darius smiled contemptuously, swung his battle axe and slashed it hard, and the newly formed spear shield was instantly vigorously crushed, like a fallen fence.

Demacia's gunmen blushed, but they couldn't stop the oppression of the great force.

"Noxus !!"

Rumble!!!

Darius shouted angrily, and the tomahawk, with its unrivaled power, smashed all the spears to the ground.

He stepped forward with a spear embedded in the earth, and once again slashed his battle axe.

Airplanes!

The tomahawk carried the wind and actually cut Demacia's spear guard in two.

Slaughter... Here we go!

Prince Jiawen in the distance saw this scene, stabbed the opponent in front of him, gritted his teeth and walked towards this side.

Because there has always been information about the Darius and Trifali warbands, they did not take each other into account in this war.

Obviously, the other party should still be hundreds of kilometers away from here, but suddenly a battlefield appeared.

It was easy for Gavin to think that their spy here had betrayed.

It can even be said that several pieces of information from different people are all fake!

It was as if a great shadow was looming over Demacia, as if something even more terrifying was being planned.

Gavin had no time to care, so he grabbed the halberd and ran towards Darius.

But before he could take two steps, dozens of barrels and canisters flew from the rear of the Noxian army and smashed into the Demacian army formation.

"Damn it!"

Immediately after, Jiawen watched several fireballs swaying in the air, his face changing drastically.

He couldn't resist Darius, his legs kicked up hard, and the halberd stopped two fireballs.

But more fireballs had already flown through the sky, smashing down on the barrels that had fallen earlier.

Rumble!

The purple alchemy jar exploded, and the poison gas, alchemy flames, and explosions exploded among the soldiers of Demacia, scorching and devouring everything.

Demacian Steel is extremely resistant to magic, but Noxus has already found a way to crack it during the engagement.

The armor can withstand the attacks of magic, but the soldiers inside are no match for the scorching flames of the outside.

Soon, the battlefield was filled with fire.

Many of Demacia's soldiers were suffocated by the gas, but many still raised their spears and shields, and with only tenacity, they charged forward and fought with the Noxian soldiers.

The ordinary Noxian soldiers retreated in an orderly manner, and due to the spread of flames and poisonous gas, only one Noxian army remained in the field.

Trifali Warband!

The damage of poison gas and fire did not distinguish between you and me, but the soldiers of the Trefali Warband still did not change their faces, wielding the long golie sword in their hands, and harvesting the lives of the Demacian soldiers.

Within moments, Demacia suffered a large number of casualties.

"Listen to me!"

Seeing this, Jiawen knew that the attack had failed.

He was unwilling, but still shouted:

"The whole army retreats!"

After he finished shouting, he rushed forward and fought Darius, the halberd and the battle axe clashing with a dull sound.

The Demacian soldiers retreated in an orderly manner, and the Trifali regiment did not pursue, but gathered in the direction of Darius.

Darius did not let his warband continue the fight, but motioned for them to stand in the distance.

And he, once again, raised the battle axe in his hand and faced the prince of Demacia and the personal guard he left behind.

Darius smiled coldly, there were only dozens of people, and he was enough for one person.

The guards continued to attrition, and the prince's attacks became more and more weak.

Even in this situation, the faces of the prince and the guards of Demacia did not show the slightest timidity, and they still waved the soldiers in their hands vigorously, trying to leave something on Darius.

The Trifali warband stood in place, the flag-waving hand waving the Trifali battle flag, and the drummer blew a majestic and mournful horn.

The warbands stood in unison, and at the same time let out a bloody note, as if to see off the prince and their personal guards.

"Your Highness, retreat!"

The few remaining silver-armored guards shouted at the top of their voices, and without hesitation, they waved their spears and stabbed Darius.

His fearlessness was seen by the Trifali Warband, who all remained silent, as if to see off the true warriors.

Blood dripped down, and the headless corpse of the Silver Armor guard fell to the ground.

Prince Jiawen did not retreat, but held a halberd in his hand and charged again.

He was born with a mission in Demacia, and his name was named after his family.

Gavin, both his name and his last name.

The Jiawen family, there are no cowardly people!

Boom!

Halberds and tomahawks collide.

"Ahh

Gavin blushed and roared, trying with all his might to press the halberd down.

But this time, the Atamar halberd, which was given to him by his father and the emperor himself, as a symbol of glory and victory, failed to descend in the slightest.

No matter how hard he tried, he was easily blocked by Darius's black axe.

"Prince Demacia, you are an opponent worthy of my full strength."

Darius straightened up and lifted the tomahawk in his hand with a slight force.

Touch!

The stalemate was broken in an instant, and Gavin's body was thrown out of the way, falling into a pool of blood where the bodies of the guards were.

Darius slowly stepped forward, looked at the prince who was gasping on the ground in front of him, and slowly lifted his battle axe.

"You've had countless chances to escape on your own, but you've chosen to stay, and that's good. It's much stronger than the missing sword captain. ”

"Galen will win back the glory of Demacia!"

Jiawen's face was soaked with blood, and his vision was blurred, but he still stood up with his halberd.

He gasped for air, his hands on his halberd, and swung his way towards Darius.

"Demacia! Forever! ”

"Is his name Galen? Hopefully, his sword will be heavier than your halberd. ”

The corners of Noxus's mouth were slightly hooked, and he mercilessly raised his tomahawk hard.

Halberds and axes collide together.

This powerful axe smashed Jiawen out with the halberd.

Eventually, Gavin fell heavily to the ground and lay down with the guards, closing his eyes.

Until he collapsed and fell into a coma, the halberd in his hand was still in his hand.

"Bring him back to our camp and erect a monument to all the Demacian warriors and our fallen comrades!"

Darius shouldered his tomahawk, gave a word to the warband, and walked towards his camp without looking back.

He was supposed to deliver the final blow, but the will of the other party and the foresight of the empire made him stop the tomahawk in his hand.

Only a living prince can bring greater value to the empire.

The tenacity and unyielding will are admirable, but the weakness of strength is a gap that can never be crossed.

No matter how hard the other party struggles, it will become just a pawn in the hands of the empire.

At this moment, the battlefield is burning with green alchemy flames, and the poisonous miasma is spreading wantonly, like purgatory on earth.

"Jiawen !!"

A voice of sorrow and disbelief came from the other side of the flames.

Darius stopped, looked back at the burly figure with the greatsword on the other side of the flames, and grinned.

He didn't do the rest of the action, and after cleaning up the battlefield with the Trifali warband, he returned to the city of Noxus with the unconscious prince.

The new sword captain is just a coward who doesn't dare to go on the battlefield!