In the middle section of the Gorel Mountains, north of North Noel Village, the northernmost territory of the Noxian Pioneer Chapter, a new gathering place.
In an independent wooden house separated from the camp.
"Hululu~gugu~chu tu tu tu tu tu!"
The muffled sound echoed in his ears. Kled opened his eyes in a daze, and his nose was filled with the unique smell of female lizard farts. It was obvious that this beast had just let out her murderous stinky fart at him again.
"Silly thing, I don't remember that I fed you beans. Did you eat them behind my back again?"
Skaar shook his head, opened his big innocent eyes, and licked the yordle's furry face.
"Okay, stop being clever. Do you think I will let you go because of your deliberate efforts to please me?"
"Gulu gulu? Uh-huh?"
Just when he was thinking about how to punish this female lizard for disturbing his sleep with poisonous gas, Kled noticed that the scales on Skaar's body and the scales under his neck suddenly stood up, his eyes were horrified.
Generally speaking, there is only one situation where this cowardly and humble beast will do this.
"A stranger is here?"
Completely sleepless, Skaar took out his beloved big ax from under the bed board and patted the female lizard on the head.
"Just wait here, I..."
"Kill!!!"
The shouts of death belonging to the Freljord outside the cabin startled Kled, and also made him stop talking nonsense.
The yordle sneered and mounted the trembling Skaar.
"It seems that the group of Freljordians from the north are calling. Don't they know that this is Uncle Kled's territory? I didn't go looking for them, but they came here instead."
He kicked Skaar's flank with his heel, and Kled smiled crazily.
"Let's go, I want these idiots to understand what it means to anger an insomniac yordle...ah!"
The frightened dragon lizard smashed its head through the wooden wall, but the yordle's big head was blocked by the wall board and hung straight on the upper part of the gap in the wooden wall, together with his beloved big axe.
Kled's head was embedded in the groove in half of the wooden wall. Half of his body was dangling in the air and he kicked his calves. It looked very funny.
The dragon lizard has come out, but the king is nowhere to be seen.
"Cowardly woman..."
"Ohh Ohh ohh……"
The Noxian Legion's rally horn sounded in the night sky. Unfortunately, the Noxians who were attacked by the night were too scattered and lost their organization. After reacting, they could only fight against the Freljord with their surrounding companions.
Barbarian invasion and massacre.
The war situation is getting worse and worse, Noxus's decline is obvious, and the morale of the army is shaken.
Northlit, the tribal leader who was in charge of commanding the battle group, was completely panicked. Under the protection of his personal guards, he drew out the Noxian sword in his hand and roared at the top of his lungs, and quickly regrouped dozens of people.
"Come closer to me! The whole team is closer to me!!!"
The raging fire of grease torches ignited the camp. Before the frightened Noxians could recover, an ice-blue magical light suddenly erupted under the night cover. The cold wind and ice drove away the stubborn resistance.
There were more than a dozen Noxian warriors, and three warriors who couldn't hide were turned into three humanoid ice sculptures. The Freljordians who caught up with them smashed them into pieces of frozen meat with hammers.
Noslit stared blankly at the strong woman with flying silver braids jumping off the wild boar, holding her battle ax high, and had a bad feeling in her heart.
What is she going to do?
"Freeze! Pierce!!!"
After the majestic war cry, War Mother Jelena wielded Zhenbing's two-handed ax and slashed hard on the ground. Under Zhenbing's guidance, the ice element that had been condensed for a long time suddenly condensed, and light blue magic ice marks moved quickly along the ground.
, suddenly erupted in the Noxian formation, and the ice element exploded,
The several-meter-long prismatic ice picks rising from the ground easily penetrated the proud iron armor of the Noxians. The hedgehog-shaped ice picks stabbed the hearts of many Noxians, and their bodies were high.
Hanging on the ice spikes, the bright red blood spilled on the beautiful dark blue ice edges, looking a bit sad and sad.
Seeing how terrifying the Freljord's ice magic was, the morale of the Noxians plummeted, and the soldiers began to flee.
"The war mother is victorious! The war mother is victorious!"
Jelena was bathed in the praises and shouts of the ethnic warriors, holding the Zhenbing battle ax high with a cold face.
"Kill these Noxians!!! Take everything they have! Leave no one behind!!!"
"Kill!!!"
Seeing that his defeat was certain, Northlit was put on a horse by his loyal bodyguards in a daze.
"Sir, please leave quickly, we can buy you some time."
"No, it shouldn't be like this... By the way, where is the little Yodel dwarf brought by Jade?"
"Sir, it's no longer time to think about this. Let's go! Report the situation here to General Ultraman!"
Seeing that Northlit still refused to leave, the guards became a little anxious, but the Freljordians moved too fast, and they had lost the chance to stab the horse and force the horse to escape from the battlefield.
"Noxian cowards, do you really think you can escape?"
A Freljordian approached the fighting bodyguards with weapons raised and sneered.
"Our tribe's warriors have already surrounded this place, and there are troll warriors waiting outside. None of you can escape, and you will all die here."
Just when the barbarian warriors were about to say something, a violent shout came from a distance.
"The Noxian Emerald Cavalry General Kled is here!!!
Stupid Freljordians! You will regret your folly!"
The Freljord warriors looked at each other, feeling a little incredible.
Cavalry General Kled?
In a one-sided battle situation, which idiot who can't see clearly the situation has the courage to say such a thing?
Isn't he afraid that he won't be able to live or die because of his words?
A short figure gradually appeared in the darkness. A large single-edged ax that was half a man's height was carried on the shoulder by the little man. The scarlet single eye emitted a crazy light, as well as the furry body and funny little figure.
hat……
A yordle Cyclops?
Cavalry General?
Where is your horse?
"Hahahahaha!!!! Noxus actually needs a yordle dwarf to help them fight!!!"
"My lord dwarf, where is your horse? Where did it die? Oh, I forgot, your horse is under my butt now~ Look, Lord Admiral, this is how your horse is used, hehehe~"
"Shhhhhh~ don't scare people, look at how ugly their hairy faces are, oh, and they are angry, it's so scary hahahaha!!!!"
The barbarian warriors present laughed heartily, and the sarcastic laughter made the Yodel's face turn even colder.
In his rage and madness, Kled had forgotten everything, his identity as Yoder, his cowardly dragon lizard, and his agreement with the Emerald Lord Lester...
At this moment, he just wanted to use his big ax to open the heads of every Freljordian.
