Demacia, a dozen kilometers east of the village of Jandell, has been moving slowly with a hundred-man legion.

Following behind the tall man, Bobby's eyes looked at the sledgehammer behind the man's back from time to time.

Just as he once fought off robbers and rogues, the man's sledgehammer will defeat the hateful Noxians this time.

Thinking like this, by the time Poppy came to his senses, the man had already gone far away, forcing Poppy to speed up his small steps and keep up with the majestic invincible army.

The 1st Regiment of Demacia, not counting the militia in charge of logistics, consisted of professional fighters from Demacia and had two components.

The carefully selected first squad consisted of fifty people, wearing sturdy half-body inlaid iron and steel armor, and was made of steel in key positions such as chest, back, elbows, legs and knees, with a full-coverage angle steel helmet, and a sharp fine steel sword of 1.5 meters at the waist.

The second squad consisted of two hundred, dressed in ordinary iron inlaid iron armor, which was slightly inferior to steel armor, a hundred pikes and shields, and a hundred Demacian crossbowmen.

The Spear Shield Guard Hundred Regiment is armed with a two-meter fine iron spear and a kite-shaped life-size wooden shield, which has the functions of anti-cavalry impact, defensive bow and arrow, and stabilizing the front, while the crossbowman regiment is fully equipped with Demacian wooden crossbows and waist and crotch fine iron short swords, responsible for long-range attacks.

Looking at the Demacian soldiers surrounding Oren, Poppy couldn't imagine what kind of enemy would be able to defeat this elite army that was well-equipped and imposing.

It seems that the hapless Noxians are going to suffer.

With that in mind, Poppy picked up her pace again and ran to Oren's side.

"Oron, can you defeat the Noxians?"

Hearing the voices coming from beside him, Oron expertly lowered his head and turned his gaze to his yodeler friend.

"Demacia's army will not fear any invaders, Bobby, if the Noxians are to invade us, yes, I will lead the group to defeat the Noxians, or take everyone to the battlefield."

"And what if the Noxians didn't invade Demacia?"

Nervous, Poppy touched the magic shield he had brought out from Bandle City behind him, and his heart was a little more settled, and perhaps Oren's determination was in it.

Anyway, this was the first time she had stepped into a real battlefield, and compared to such a battle, fighting barbarians and bandits was nothing short of a random fight.

"Then we won't have any fights, and I'm sure even the Noxians aren't all brutes with muscles in their heads."

Bending down and touching Bobby's little head, Oron smiled and comforted the yodelers in his own way.

"When the time comes, I will negotiate with them and make clear the border line of our Demacia, speaking of which, since Noxus was established in the Immortal Fortress, Demacia has not had any exchanges with Noxus, maybe this is a suitable opportunity."

"That's what you call justice?"

Poppy looked at Oron, and the man nodded firmly.

"That's right, that's justice.

Demacia only fights for justice, and defending the country is an oath that Demacia soldiers need to defend with their lives, and unjust wars will not happen in Demacia. ”

Poppy nodded, always feeling like she had learned a lot more.

With Oren, you can always learn a lot.

……

Deep in the Quiet Forest, beyond a hot mountain cavern, the trees here glow with a cold, black sheen.

More than 30 cat demons gathered in the mountains and forests were vulnerable in the military formation, many soldiers had a few warm cat demon skins in their bags, and other beasts also sensed the dangerous breath and did not want to become corpses, so they could only flee one after another, providing a good marching route for the soldiers.

Under Maurice's command, the soldiers of the Noxian Black Iron Guard successfully reached the Black Stone Forest without attrition and began to chop trees with the two-handed axes they carried.

The two-handed axe made of fine iron was a little powerless on the hard trunk of the black stone wood, but no matter how hard the tree was, it could not resist the perseverance and perseverance, and the straight black stone wood was cut down to the ground, and then it was carried out of the forest by the soldiers, and there were soldiers standing guard along the way, so that there would be no more eyeless beasts to send them to death.

If humans with order and power want to conquer the forest, there are still many means at their disposal.

The road that had been opened up had greatly reduced the transportation time of the soldiers, compressing the return journey to less than an hour, and soon, with the operation of many people, the temporary camp of Noxus on the outskirts of the Quiet Forest was piled up with fresh black stone and wood.

After filling the wagons with blackstone wood, the wagons carry the lumber to the Emerald Collar's war workshop, where they are thrown into the blazing furnace by the old blacksmith.

It was the tenth day that the Noxian Black Iron Guard's logging party had arrived in the Forest of Tranquility, and many of the poisoned or rotated soldiers had come out of the depths of the jungle and lived in makeshift camps, so bored that they stared at the Demacian sentries far away on Greentooth Peak.

There are even a few men who read different emotions and meanings from each other's eyes, and a few simple big men often blush.

At noon, while the soldiers were cooking, a sentry of the Shadow Crossbowman came running from the direction of Greentooth Peak and entered the largest tent in the camp without looking back.

"Report! There is an emergency military situation! ”

"Come in."

Epsol put down the quill pen, closed the inky dye box, and put away the Blackstone Wood Count Scroll in the makeshift warehouse.

"Lord Epsol, there is a Demacian army of more than 100 men approaching us."

His face changed, and Epsol jerked himself up from his stool.

"Did the scouts find any other information?"

The Shadow Crossbowman shook his head.

"No, the Demacians also sent swift scouts around the army, and our scouts were spotted just by looking at it from a distance, but fortunately, the Demacians did not attack us."

"Keep an eye on the movements of the Demacians!"

"Yes!"

Stepping out of the tent, Epsol called for the horn men.

"Tell everyone that it's time to eat."

"Woo woo woo ......"

The dull and solemn sound of the horn resounded in the sky, and the soldiers of the Noxian Black Iron Guard finished the roast and bread in their hands, picked up their weapons and ran towards the open space outside the barracks.

Including the shadow crossbowmen sent out to reconnoitre, there were less than ninety people in the camp at the moment, and Epsol pondered for a moment and quickly issued an order.

"Defend the barracks in a defensive posture, and no one is allowed to attack without my orders!"