The Glory of Noxus.

Winter season.

The brilliant golden morning rays fall down and penetrate the clouds, like carefully drawn beautiful lines, adding a layer of gorgeous feathers to the buildings halfway up the mountain.

As Huo Jixing walked on the bluestone streets, he felt for himself that the vast area of ​​the Noxian camp under his feet and the richness of the buildings were completely different from what he had imagined.

It is more like a built war fortress than a camp.

Especially after leaving the rest area, Huo Jixing clearly felt the strict order in the camp, which was a bit shocking.

Every 100 meters or so there will be sentry posts and Noxian soldiers on duty. You need to show a token before you can pass and go to the next area.

With DeWitt leading the way, the two of them reached their destination smoothly.

Noxian Camp, Southwest Area.

As soon as Huo Jixing set foot in the munitions department, he heard the roar of steel one after another, and the unbearable high temperature, which seemed to sweep through his body like a rolling heat wave.

"It's the Noxian Forge!"

Before Huo Jixing could ask, DeWitt spoke excitedly, his slightly burning eyes looking across the buildings in front of him and landing on the tall crimson furnace not far away.

Huo Jixing followed DeWitt's eyes and looked up.

In the distant field of vision, there was a raging flame burning and rising into the sky. A brilliant red fire light illuminated half of the sky.

At the same time, bursts of noisy and chaotic steel roars seemed to never stop, continuing to echo in their ears. Occasionally, there were also the roars and scolds of many Noxian craftsmen.

"What a beautiful sound!"

"It will continue to ring as long as the Empire marches on."

Hearing DeWitt's whisper, Huo Jixing's eyes flickered, memories surged, and he recalled some information about the Noxus Empire that he had seen in his previous life.

Rumor has it that the forges of Noxus never cool down!

It has been producing swords, axes and armor in large quantities to provide a strong guarantee of strength for the Noxus Empire in its battles.

Noxian craftsmen pay more attention to the practical functions of weapons and armor than to their gorgeous appearance, so their designs often integrate more uses while ensuring sturdiness and applicability.

This also keeps Noxus' equipment ahead of other forces in Valoran.

"As expected of Noxus!"

Huo Jixing reflected each other through the two, and clearly imagined the Noxus Empire's fanaticism and desire for war in his mind.

The Noxian forge in front of him alone continued to forge weapons and armor, not to mention the other military camps and forges throughout the empire.

Every day, every moment, a large number of countless weapons and armors will be sent to every place of death in war through different transportation methods.

DeWitt patted Huo Jixing on the shoulder and motioned for him to follow him, heading towards the building complex connected to the Noxus Forge in front of him.

The dark gray main building stands majestically, going up to six floors. The stone steps are polished and smooth, rough and solemn.

After climbing the stone steps, the thick and solid steel door opened outwards. DeWitt and Huo Jixing walked into the main building of the Military Supplies Department without being questioned.

Perhaps because of the early morning, there were not many people in the spacious hall, and only a few people were talking softly.

DeWitt chose a familiar passage, walked to the wooden counter, knocked on the table, handed out an iron token, and said softly: "Receive a set of equipment. This is the proof."

"Alec's team?!"

Behind the wooden counter, the quartermaster in red light armor put down his token and looked at Huo Jixing in confusion.

"Newbie?"

"No." Huo Jixing looked at the dark-skinned quartermaster in front of him with frost on his temples, and explained: "The previous armor and weapons were too damaged and can no longer be used."

"Lucky guy!" the quartermaster said in surprise.

It is somewhat rare that the armor can survive even when it is scrapped.

"A set of standard armor and a standard long sword." The quartermaster turned to the back and shouted, then looked at DeWitt and started chatting.

"Is there a new mission?"

"Yes, I'll go to Freljord this time!" DeWitt said with a smile. The other party is an old friend of Sir Eric. As long as it doesn't involve specific information about the mission, you can chat freely.

Of course, except for Mr. Eric, no one else in the team has the right to know the specific information of this mission.

"Freljord?" The quartermaster raised his brows slightly, his smile faded, and his solemn gaze flickered between DeWitt and Huo Jixing.

At this moment, footsteps were heard from behind, and a Noxian apprentice with his upper body naked walked over holding a set of crimson armor and a sharp sword.

"Composite armor, standard long sword." The quartermaster pointed at the crimson armor and long sword in front of him and introduced.

Composite armor, as the name suggests, is composed of a variety of armors.

The armor in front of him was composed of deep red iron armor, mixed with hard leather armor and thick cotton armor. It was a robe that covered the whole body.

Don't underestimate the style of the robe armor. This is armor specially crafted by Noxian craftsmen to cope with the cold weather in Freljord. It has quite good defensive capabilities and cold resistance effects.

The standard long sword is a steel long sword that looks plain and unremarkable.

The length of the sword is about three feet, the width is about an inch, it is straight and has two edges, and the sword has a blood groove design, which is fully in line with the practical functionality of Noxian craftsmen.

Looking at Huo Jixing holding up the armor and sword, the quartermaster said softly: "I hope to see you next time to collect the equipment!"

Huo Jixing paused, looked at the quartermaster in front of him, and nodded gently: "I'd like to lend you your kind words!"

Then he hugged the armor and sword, followed DeWitt who waved his arms back, and left the military supply office.

Behind the wooden counter, the quartermaster watched as DeWitt and Huo Jixing disappeared through the door, and couldn't help but mutter: "Damn Freljord, damn Winter's Claw!"

The increasingly fierce war situation during this period has swallowed up the lives of too many Noxian soldiers.

Many people he knew well or were comrades-in-arms were buried forever in the cruel and merciless frozen soil of the North.

Return to the lounge area.

Huo Jixing stopped, holding the armor and weapons in his arms, looked at DeWitt, and said, "If you have anything to do, you can go ahead and get used to the new weapons and armor."

He is self-aware. Although Captain Eric asked DeWitt to take care of him, in wartime, every soldier's time is precious.

"Okay." DeWitt looked deeply at Huo Jixing and did not refuse: "I live with the Captain and the others. If you need anything, you can come to me at any time."

Huo Jixing smiled and nodded, watching DeWitt slowly leave.

Then he quickly returned to his room along the route he had just memorized.

Crunch!

Once the wooden door is closed, it seems to isolate the hustle and bustle outside, leaving only a lonely world of its own.

Huo Jixing put down the armor and weapons in his arms, and his expression suddenly became much more relaxed.