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At the break of dawn, the first light of dawn breaks, but at the border of Freljord, the sky remains overcast, with howling winds bringing bone-chilling cold. In the midst of the icy wilderness, the Noxus army is gathering nervously. Officers walk among the troops, loudly commanding soldiers to line up, inspect their equipment, and ensure everything is ready.
Darius stands at the front of the army, his figure appearing particularly upright in the raging wind, like an unshakable mountain peak. He wears heavy armor, wields a giant axe, and gazes steadfastly ahead. In his eyes, the rising ice and snow are reflected, as well as the impending warfare and bloodshed.
He knew that this war would be a tough tug-of-war, and the warriors of Freljord would not be easily defeated. But he also understood that as a general of Noxus, he had the responsibility and duty to lead this army to achieve their goals, even if it meant facing countless difficulties and challenges.
Darius turned to face his soldiers, his voice ringing clear and strong in the howling wind: "Soldiers, today we stand here not just for Noxus, but for ourselves, for our families and friends. I know this will be a tough battle, but I also believe that only through such trials can we become true victors!"
After hearing this, the soldiers all tightly gripped their weapons, their eyes filled with determination and courage, just like Darius.
Darius turned around again, facing the snow-covered land. He took a deep breath and then tightly gripped his long sword. In this moment, he felt an unprecedented calm and confidence, as if he had finally found what he had been searching for.
The fierce wind still howls, and the snow and ice continue to swirl, but Darius knows that no matter what happens next, he is fully prepared. As the troops assemble, Darius stands at the front of the army, takes a deep breath, and then loudly gives the command: "Forward!"
The soldiers tightly gripped their weapons, and their armor resonated with a deep hum in the cold wind. The entire unit began to move slowly in the direction of the planned attack, each step accompanied by the wind, snow, and frozen ground. Despite the extremely harsh environment, determination and courage filled the faces of everyone, as if they had already seen the dawn of victory.
Before long, Darius's sharp eyes caught sight of movement ahead. The bulk of the Freljord forces had appeared in their field of vision, also poised and ready to meet the impending battle. Their formation was strict, with warriors wielding battle-axes and spears, resembling an immovable ice wall.
Darius smiled slightly, this was exactly what he had been waiting for. He tightened his grip on the huge axe in his hand, then turned around and loudly said to his soldiers, "Soldiers, do you see that? That is our enemy, and also our trial! Today, we will prove the greatness of Noxus with our courage and strength!"
The soldiers responded loudly, their voices echoing in the cold wind, as if they had already overcome all obstacles and difficulties.
Two armies finally stood on the opposing front lines, a tense atmosphere pervading amidst the cold wind and flying snow. Darius tightly gripped his giant axe, standing at the forefront of the Noxus army, his gaze firmly fixed on the Frejlord Warriors opposite. They, too, stood ready, wielding various weapons, their eyes reflecting resilience and courage.
In such a tense situation, time seemed to slow to a crawl. Every second felt like an hour, every minute like a century. The soldiers of both armies waited for the opportune moment to engage in battle, a moment to showcase their bravery and strength.
Darius knows very well that this is the perfect moment to seize. One wrong move could lead to an irreversible change in the entire battle. His gaze sweeps over the soldiers in his army, each face filled with anticipation and tension. He turns back to look at the Freljord front, trying to find a hint of vulnerability in the enemy's eyes.
At that moment, a more intense cold wind blows through, clearing some of the snow mist from view. Darius suddenly feels a strong intuition that this is the moment they have been waiting for.
He tightly gripped the giant axe, took a deep breath, then raised the weapon high and roared, "Now! Charge!"
This command echoed like thunder in the cold wind, instantly igniting the passion and courage of all the soldiers. The Noxus army surged toward the Freljord front line like a flood, opening a new chapter in this fateful battle.
Darius led his soldiers, charging towards the enemy with their giant axes and long spears. His heart was filled with the passion of battle and an endless thirst for victory. In that moment, he knew they had found the perfect opportunity, a chance to change their fate.
The two armies collided like two immense forces, fiercely crashing together. In that moment, the entire battlefield seemed to tremble, filled with the sounds of combat, the clashing of metal, and the shouts and howls of soldiers, all mingling together on the snow-covered ground.
The originally pure white world of ice and snow is gradually being dyed blood red. The soldiers inscribe the cruelty and intensity of this war with their lives and hot blood. Darius swings his giant axe, each swing carrying an irresistible force, his eyes filled with the frenzy and determination of battle.
In such an environment, every drop of the soldiers' hot blood is like a blazing flame, melting the surrounding ice and snow. This is not only a physical battle, but also a contest of spirit and will. Every soldier in the battle understands that they are fighting not only for their country and beliefs, but also to prove the courage and determination within their own hearts.
Darius fights bravely on the battlefield, swinging his giant axe to take the lives of his enemies, along with their fear and hesitation. He knows that this war will change the fate of many people and the balance of power between Noxus and Freljord.
However, even in such intense combat, Darius remains calm and rational. His gaze constantly scans the battlefield, observing the enemy's movements, trying to find an opportunity to turn the tide of the battle.
Ice and snow are melted by hot blood, and the battlefield is filled with life and death. At this moment, everyone is proving the cruelty of war and the greatness of life with their actions. Darius tightly grips his giant axe, filled with an unprecedented belief and strength in his heart, that only the brave can survive in this war, and he is one of them.
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