Noxus and Demacia have huge differences in beliefs, and it is these differences that make the populations of Noxus and Demacia very different. Gone are the days when the orcs were the overlords, and the humans who were once held captive as slaves by the orcs began to gradually join Demacia and Noxus. It's just that these latecomers cannot gain the trust of the two countries from the beginning. After all, we are currently fighting a national war. Who knows if any of these people have insiders sent in by the other party. Because of this, outside the walls of Noxus and Demacia, some small tribes slowly formed. These small tribes are nominally vassals of the two countries, but in fact they are pursuing the two countries. of asylum. Normally, they do not need to fight, but when the country is attacked, they are the first line of defense, and the person who performs best in each battle will be brought in by the two countries. This is This makes these tribes fight hard when the country is attacked. Noxus advocates force, and those who want to make achievements will choose to go to Noxus. Demacia is peaceful and stable, and those with little fighting ability will choose to go to Demacia. After several years of development, there are not many tribes outside Noxus City, but they are capable of fighting. There are many tribes outside Demacia, but they have very few fighting capabilities. Noxus is warlike and always takes the lead in provoking disputes and starting battles, which makes Demacia's tribes always suffer impact. It's ironic that those who want to make great achievements in battle will not get war, but strive for peace and stability. But he has been receiving the baptism of war. ??Actually, to be honest, the battle between Noxus and Demacia is actually boring. Both Noxus and Demacia were established in a relatively short period of time. They all have only one huge main city, but no other lines of defense. The two countries are at a loss and are constantly attacking each other. Although both sides have their own lines of defense, they have no chance to build up. Night falls, but outside Demacia there is a long flame dragon made of torches. Torches were stuck in the ground, lighting up the dark night. Many tribal warriors are working hard to carry stones and build a new line of defense. Although this line of defense will be overwhelmed as soon as dawn breaks, it can reduce the number of people's deaths. The warriors of these tribes are also very happy to build. But this time in darkness. But there are countless figures moving forward slowly. These people were all wearing black clothes, and some were even naked and directly painted with black camouflage. These people held weapons in their mouths and crawled slowly towards the many tribes outside Demacia without making any sound. The tribesmen who were building the defense line did not know that the danger had quietly arrived, but they continued to work hard. at intervals. There will always be a person who looks like a supervisor directing the work of the others. Suddenly. Dozens of black figures jumped out from the darkness, pressing down the people who were building a defense line, and the weapons in their hands pierced directly into the opponent's chest. As the saying goes, "Capture the thief first, capture the king first." Basically none of the supervisors who stood in the brightest place ran away, and they were all killed on the spot. The melee broke out instantly. Countless people emerged from the darkness and rushed into the Demacia tribe, killing them crazily. Naturally, the tribes of Demacia will not sit still. The melee started in an instant. An unknown number of people were fighting together in the darkness, and the two parties were attacking each other. There is no formation. There is no fighting routine, it's just a random fight. The moment the battle just started, the night watch soldiers on the walls of Demacia had already noticed something strange. The city walls of Demacia are very high. From their commanding position, these soldiers can clearly see many situations that are unclear on the ground. However, without exception, none of the many soldiers on the city walls chose to speak out a warning. Everyone looked down at what was happening under the city wall. This is not the first time that this kind of melee has occurred. The tribes who defected to Noxus are very warlike, but they can't get any merit without fighting to defend the city. So as long as there are enough people, the tribes of Noxus can They would choose to attack tribes in Demacia, and during the melee, they would cut off the opponent's ears to report their merits on the spot. As long as fifty ears are collected and the body is still intact, they will be reviewed and entered into Noxus. The battle took place under the city walls of Demacia, and there was no guarantee that there would be no Noxian agents in the tribe. In order to prevent the Noxians from blending into the city, Demacia could only choose to watch from the city walls. At the beginning, the soldiers on the city wall were still impulsive, and sometimes they would go down to help fight. But the war has been going on for several years, and this kind of thing happened two or three times a month. Slowly, the soldiers on the city wall I am used to this kind of fighting, and the sympathy and guilt have disappeared without a trace at any time.Without a trace, the rest became a joke for those watching on the city wall. Since the establishment of the two countries, the fighting methods of the two countries have never been based on siege warfare. Whether it is Noxus or Demacia, they both have extremely strong city walls and powerful weapons for defending the city. Under such conditions, the possibility of destroying the opponent's city wall is almost impossible, so the hero has always been the leader on the entire battlefield. Infiltration and counter-infiltration, assassination and counter-assassination, destroying the defense line built by the opponent, and working hard to build one's own defense line, this is the main melody of the battle. Just like in peacetime, economic warfare is fought before the battle begins, the battle between Noxus and Demacia is about resources. Controlling the opponent's food means controlling the number of the opponent's warriors. Controlling the opponent's grasp of the mineral veins means controlling the opponent's weapons and armor. When both sides don't have a big advantage, no one will use all their troops first to directly attack the other side's city. Because if it doesn't succeed, then what awaits your side is destruction. In the darkness, beneath the city wall was a battlefield filled with rivers of blood. On top of the city wall, there are smiling onlookers. The battlefield is like a stage. The people on the stage are using their lives to interpret their future, while the audience is eating food leisurely and scanning everything with a god-like vision. Everyone is not born equal, not only in times of peace, but also in times of war. All the tribesmen want is to enter the city, but the people in the city enjoy everything as a matter of course. The battle started quickly and ended just as quickly. In the melee, some people had already grabbed enough loot and then began to retreat. When a certain number of people retreated, the remaining people were surrounded. Those who are strong and lucky can break out, while those who are unlucky will be hacked to death and become the trophies of the Demacia tribe. Just like a fish leaping over a dragon gate, only a few of the countless carp can cross the dragon gate, and the rest all become foils. When the waves wash away the sand, what is left behind is not necessarily gold, but maybe just the luckier people. After the battle, people will immediately start cleaning the battlefield. Some people will be inspected during the day if they have enough loot. Because everyone faces the same selection environment, there is no need to worry about being robbed by others. After all, no one would be willing to hand over their back to someone who could rob his comrades. And if you don't have your companions on the battlefield, you can only become a dead body. The strong don't bother to fight, the weak don't dare to fight, this is the rule. The battle is over, those who have died have become history, and those who have lost friends and relatives are accepting the pain of parting. On top of the city wall, Demacia's warriors were scanning everything with a confused look on their faces. For them, the night is long and boring. Whenever a battle starts, time always passes faster. Although this is cruel, they are used to it. After all, they have no ability to change and can only choose to accept and become an audience. It¡¯s just that they don¡¯t know that this is not the case in Noxus. As long as there is a battle in Noxus, the warriors on the city wall will jump into the battlefield like dumplings in the water, using their own blood to gain military exploits. If they are lucky, they can even find strong men. After all, in Noxus The recommendation among Sri Lankans also plays a big role. In Noxus, there are also several heroes who are recommended. When these people are selected and become heroes, they often do not forget the people who recommended them. Because of this, what was a farce for the Demacians was the stage for Noxus. The battle dispersed, and the soldiers on the city wall once again stood at their proper positions. But they didn't know that two figures had quietly sneaked into Demacia during the battle just now. Sneaking into a hostile city is actually an extremely dangerous thing for heroes. After all, the presence of aura sensing devices prevents these heroes from easily using their skills. They can only use combat methods to attack the enemy, which greatly increases their combat effectiveness. of reduction. Moreover, every hero is the target of enemy research and is extremely easy to be discovered. As long as he is discovered, he will basically end up dead! It's just that the two people who sneaked into Demacia this time were too professional. They seemed to have arrived in the backyard of their own home. In just a few flashes, they had disappeared into the night and merged into the bustling Demacia. Inside. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!