After crossing the third checkpoint.

After a little half a day of march, the Noxus camp was finally in sight.

Facing this may mean the end point of the entire war, and it is most likely even to be the key point to end the entire Ionian turmoil that lasted for more than a decade.

Countless Ionian soldiers showed excited expressions, and they were ready to rub their hands, and the swords in their hands were constantly buzzing in the sheath to remind them, rush, rush.

Everything is over.

On the other hand, the Noxus people, their entire camp was silent and the camp gate was closed.

Facing the overwhelming army of Ionia, no one was interested in coming out to see it.

The entire camp was silent, silent, full of deep desire to die. One more glance would make you feel suffocating.

If it weren't for still seeing the Noxus people standing on the mail tower at the entrance of the camp, it would have been like a dead place.

"Somewhat strange." Balzac looked at the Noxus Base Camp, which looked like an empty camp, and frowned tightly.

This place felt so strange that he felt a little stressed.

"It's very strange." Kalma, who was parallel to Balzac, also nodded. "I can feel a breath of destruction from it, it's really an unknown smell."

"Do you want to go directly to the camp?" Arrilia also drove over, she was eager to try.

"No, wait first, camp and observe, the other party is too abnormal." Balzac first objected. He was not a coward, but being cautious is his usual style.

"Well, I agree with General Balzac's opinion, set up camp first." On this matter, the commanders of the two armies reached an agreement.

After setting up camp on the spot, neither coach of both sides did not strictly prohibit his subordinates from making individual impulsive behaviors.

So when the smoke from cooking was rising in the Ionian coalition barracks, a large number of Ionians appeared in front of the Noxus barracks.

For a time, all kinds of Ionian countries were cursing each other.

Noxus was unexpectedly silent and calm. Only when some people were too close would a sparse rain of arrows shoot out of the Noxus camp as a warning.

Their overall state is like a curled quail.

There is no intention of fighting back at all.

After scolding for a while, the Ionians felt bored and slowly retreated.

After all, when facing a guy who doesn't respond to scolding, he just doesn't speak like a turtle. They really have no way to do anything.

Everyone returned to the camp to have a meal, and the atmosphere was hot for a moment.

Because the Noxus have already made such a harsh attitude, I think the victory is not far away?

After a meal for a long time, Balzac had been observing the Noxusian barracks during this period.

Of course, he would not be stupid enough to not arrange elite soldiers to guard against the place on one side at any time to raid while his side is having a meal. This is an old tactic that has been used for thousands of years.

But the Noxus really seemed to be dead, without any movement, and let them eat and rest.

Did they really sit and wait for death?

At this time, even the experienced Balzac could not help but become suspicious.

For this reason, he went to discuss with Kalma for a while, but there was no result.

In desperation, he could only ask Chen Senran for instructions.

But Chen Senran was still missing.

This is unknown how many times Chen Senran has replied like this. Balzac wants to see Chen Senran’s thoughts countless times along the way.

But Chen Senran seemed to ignore everything in order to avoid suspicion, but just fell into the back army.

It doesn't seem like going out to fight, it's like going out to play.

Balzac had no choice but to Chen Senran's strange attitude.

After checking several defenses and instructing him to strengthen his vigilance, he returned to his Central Military Camp.

The sky soon darkened. The coalition forces that had been traveling all day began to rest.

But Balzac couldn't sleep at all.

His nerves were still tense, and he was on guard against the most likely midnight attack camp.

He had prepared three thousand elites to hide secretly. As long as the other party dared to do this, they would definitely suffer a lot.

But to his disappointment, he was also glad that the other party did not make any moves all night.

Until dawn, Balzac looked at the quiet enemy camp and let out a long sigh.

The coalition was over when it was weakest, and the fatigue of rushing for a long time was supplemented by a night of rest.

As long as you wait for a while to fight in front of the battlefield, the Ionian coalition forces in good condition will never lose.

Noxus, are you really going to give in?

Balzac opened his blood-stained eyes. He looked at the lifeless camp in the morning light, with an inexplicable expression.

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On the sea.

morning.

There was a lot of fog today.

On the vast sea, there was a white area, far away, and I couldn't see anything far away.

It's like a dream.

It was a really bad weather for those who were sailing.

But for Puerto Rico at this moment, it was like God was helping him.

"Sir, we are already very deep, do we still need to move forward? Even if it is foggy today, if we go too deep, we may be surrounded." A capable subordinate came to Puerto Rico and asked with some concern.

"Flynn, believe me, today is a good day for us." Puerto Rico just shook his head and said with a smile, "Believe me, everything will change from today."

"Yes... sir, I believe we will make extraordinary achievements. At that time, you will definitely be able to sit firmly on the first seat of the military. At that time..." said the subordinate named Flynn.

"No, Flynn, you're looking too close, Navy, no, military headquarters, what does it mean to me?" Puerto Rico shook his head, "Flynn, remember, a powerful minister who doesn't want to usurp the throne is not a good powerful minister. We were born in such a great era, why should we live for others?"

"Sir..." Flynn couldn't help but lower his head, and his forehead began to feel a little sweaty.

Such ruthless words are almost treasonous.

Could it be that he wants to...

"We are men who embrace the sea. Why do we have to always be under those army forces? Why do we have to look at us with arrogant eyes? Just because they have an invincible general?" Puerto Rico was excited. "No, I said no, Noxus, this is a name of glory, but if this glory cannot be reflected in us, why should we protect it?"

This is almost heart-wrenching.

"Sir..." Flynn could no longer speak, and he was trembling with fear.

"Flynn, start a new era with me." Puerto Rico grabbed Flynn's shoulder with one hand and grabbed the musket at his waist with the other.

"Yes, sir." Flynn suddenly stopped shaking, and suddenly he burst out with a desperate aura, "I do." He hammered his chest with his fist.

Wealth is a dangerous place.

That moment.

The eyes of these two men were furious and almost melted the thick fog around them.

That's ambition. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!