As the champion of the United Tourney, Garen's reputation as the "Power of Demacia" is not self-promotion.
Although not all the masters in Demacia participated in the competition, such as Xin Zhao and Fiona, they did not end up but became the referee. However, among the younger generation, Galen is still the absolute master in the entire Demacia.
Therefore, Galen is still very confident in taking the initiative to challenge and engage in duels to attract the attention of the invading Freljordians.
But no matter how confident Galen was, when he heard the "Freljord man" in front of him speaking in smooth Demacian, the movements of his hands stopped.
Once a Demacian?
Seizing this brief moment, Silas threw out the magic stone chain from his wrist, quickly wrapped it around Galen's wrist, and then exerted a strong force!
During the time he lived in the Freljord, Sylas's body became much stronger at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his close combat ability also improved greatly. He caught Galen's small flaw and he
Quickly threw a set of combination punches.
However, although Silas's combination punches were swift, he clearly underestimated his opponent's strength.
Although his wrist was immediately entangled with the Forbidden Demon Stone chain, and as Silas's body rushed forward, Galen's center of gravity became unstable, but Galen, who has experienced many battles, obviously will not be easily defeated by such a little trick.
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Instead of taking the initiative to untie the magic stone chain wrapped around his wrist, Galen immediately chose to lower his center of gravity to restore stability.
At the same time, he held the sword with both hands and moved the sword backward to gather strength. At the same time, he turned his thick body half sideways and used his thick shoulder armor to meet Silas's impact.
Silas's original idea was to take advantage of the Forbidden Demon Stone chain to lock Galen's hands, bully him, close the distance, and prevent Galen from using the sword in his hand, but in the end, Galen turned around and violently attacked him.
With a tug, he was about to hit his head against the shoulder armor!
Under this situation, while Silas adjusted his body shape to avoid losing control of his center of gravity, he raised his fist, intending to give Galen a hard blow on the head.
Unfortunately, this hasty change of moves did not pose much of a threat to Galen. He twisted his neck to avoid the punch, raised the big sword in his hand, and slashed directly at Silas's head.
trunk.
"Cunning villain!" Galen's sword glowed faintly, "You betrayed your country!"
"Betrayal?" Silas took the initiative to loosen the chain, turned and retreated to the side, rolled half a circle on the spot and then stood up, "It was Demacia who betrayed me!"
"Nonsense!" Garen clenched the hilt of his sword with both hands, stepped forward, and slashed straight at Silas, "Demacia never gives up on any of its people!"
Facing Galen's slash, Silas did not choose to dodge, but actively crossed his arms and used the magic stone shackles on his wrists to forcefully absorb Galen's slash, a powerful and heavy blow.
His body suddenly fell, and he almost fell to one knee - but Silas gritted his teeth and resisted in the end.
Feeling the wonderful power coming from the magic stone shackles, a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of Silas's mouth.
"Demacia will never give up on any noble."
"Whether nobles or commoners, they are all citizens of Demacia!" Galen struggled with his arms and pushed Silas aside. Then, while he was still on his feet, he waved the sword in his hand again, "Nobles
There are noble rights and noble obligations!"
"Well said." Silas clapped his hands as if he heard something funny, "You bastards will always make excuses for yourselves!"
Looking at the almost crazy guy in front of him, Galen finally stopped trying to talk to him and just swung the big sword in his hand, drew an arc, and slashed straight towards the opponent's waist and abdomen.
Rather than convincing with words, Galen preferred to use physics to reason.
The next moment, something Galen never expected happened.
Just when he was wielding the sword and intending to judge the other party, the shadow of a sword suddenly appeared in the hands of the guy who betrayed Demacia.
This big sword looked so familiar to Galen that he could hardly believe his eyes - it was clearly the sword in his hand, not only the shape and structure, but also the patterns on it were exactly the same!
The other party is a cunning mage?!
While Galen was stunned, Silas had a mocking smile on his face.
"Why, the noble master who can use magic freely with impunity didn't expect that civilians who are humble in your eyes can also use your power?" Different from the extremely heavy state in Galen's hand, Silas
The magic sword in his hand looked extremely light. He just swung it lightly and swung away Galen's sweep. "The famous power of Demacia only relies on the magic weapon in his hand!"
"you--"
Galen was also a little confused for a moment. He never thought that one day he would be related to magic, and at this moment, Silas once again raised the magic sword in his hand.
"Now, come and taste your own magic!"
As he spoke, the big sword in Silas's hand began to dissipate, and on Galen's head, a similar big sword began to take shape quickly. Although Galen, who was pointed by the sword, dodged back immediately, this sword
But the big sword followed the shadow like gangrene attached to the bone, and slashed straight at Galen.
In this situation, all Galen could do was barely block.
"boom!"
The big sword pierced through the air, causing a cloud of snow to fly.
Although he barely managed to avoid being penetrated by the magic sword, this heavy blow still caused Galen to almost completely lose his combat effectiveness. The forbidden magic stone armor that protected his life deflated a large piece. Under the huge impact, he suddenly
A mouthful of blood spurted out, and now the whole person has almost lost the ability to move.
Seeing Galen lying on the ground in a panic, Silas had a mocking smile on his face, strode up to him, and then grabbed the cloak around his neck.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "The power of Demacia?" Silas squinted his eyes and looked down at Galen, "How about the power of Demacia using magic weapons?
Why didn’t the demon seekers capture you and put you in a magic-forbidden prison?”
Galen's consciousness was already a little blurry. He coughed twice, and a lot of blood foam spilled from the corner of his mouth. He was obviously unable to answer Silas's words.
"Say, say!" Seeing this scene, Silas began to yell crazily, "Power of Demacia, answer me - why haven't the demon hunters found you and sent you to prison?
Where is the Demon Prison?!"
"Why can you nobles use the most docile magic at will? Why do civilians who are possessed by demons drink potions that are worse than death, are exiled from their homes, and are imprisoned in a dark and forbidden magic prison?!"
"Speak, answer me!"
Unfortunately, Galen was seriously injured and could not speak. He could only breathe hard without saying a word.
The fearless pioneer warrior who followed Galen in the distance had already mobilized his war horse. Seeing this scene, the corners of Silas's mouth twitched, as if he felt a sense of emptiness and boredom - he could tell that, in his hand,
This guy may not even know what the big sword in his hand means.
This kind of "not knowing" made him feel particularly ironic in Silas's eyes.
The famous power of Demacia enjoys the benefits that magic brings to him, but he foolishly thinks that he has nothing to do with magic, and maintains a judgmental attitude when facing the mage...
Demacia like this - destroy it!
Curling his lips, Silas wrapped the chain around Galen's neck, intending to give him the final fatal blow.
And at this critical moment, Galen's horse suddenly lowered its head and rushed towards Silas.
Although he was wearing heavy armor, this majestic hybrid war horse started at an astonishing speed and rushed straight towards Silas, towards its master whose life was hanging by a thread.
Since Silas had been keeping his eyes on the fearless vanguard warriors rushing over from a distance, when he heard the sound of horse hooves and turned his head, the war horse had already arrived beside him.
Facing the war horse that also had a horse armor on its head and was pushing against him, Silas could not stupidly resist with his own body. Then, just as he dodged sideways and passed by the war horse, the horse
The horse suddenly raised its hoof.
Since he was still holding Galen in his hand, Silas, who was unable to move, was almost hit in the face by this kick. In order to avoid close contact between his face and the horse's hooves, he had to let go of Galen's neck and dodge again.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, the war horse lowered its head, grabbed a corner of Galen's cloak, and dragged him several feet across the snow.
During this delay, the fearless vanguard warrior a hundred steps away had already rushed over at full speed. At this time, if Silas stepped forward to kill Galen, he might not be able to escape unscathed. In this case, he snorted coldly.
He made a sound, then pulled up the flag that Garen brought, put it on his shoulders along with the Winter's Claw battle flag that he brought, and slowly retreated with caution until he met Sejuani and her subordinates.
The War Mother guards gathered together.
And the fearless vanguard warriors who rescued Galen had no time to care about the battle flag - as the horn sounded, the large army of Winter's Claw had a faint tendency to encircle them. In this case, they must
Escape, or we'll all be left here!
So, after putting Galen on horseback, the warriors of the Dauntless Vanguard began to retreat in an orderly manner. Taking advantage of their mounts, they successfully rushed out before the opponent completed the encirclement and ran straight towards Mithril City.
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The soldiers of Winter's Claw chased after them for a while, but unfortunately, in this kind of plain area, neither the Juvask wild boar nor the Yukal could compete with Demacia's northern warhorse in running.
The distance grew wider and wider, turning into thousands of yards before my eyes, and finally I could only watch them leave.
Seeing that they were unable to catch up, many soldiers showed angry expressions - not only because they failed to catch up with the enemy, but also because Silas, an outsider, had made considerable military exploits.
After all, whether in Freljord or Demacia, capturing the battle flag is no small feat.
As for the emotions of her people, Sejuani is happy to see the results. Only when there is dissatisfaction can there be competition. With the accumulation of emotions, the warriors can vent their endless anger on the heads of those Demacians!
"Send my order!" Sejuani's voice penetrated the fine snow that had drifted up at an unknown time, "Stop small-scale plundering, gather the entire army, and go to Mithril City together!"
Following Sejuani's order, the Winter's Claw army, which had been gradually dispersed due to looting, finally began to gather again. In the past half a month, they have moved from Mithril City to
The surrounding villages and towns plundered enough supplies to support them for a month, and in the duel just now, the most capable guy in Mithril City was seriously injured by Silas, and the flag was captured by Silas. Dema in Mithril City
People in West Asia are already scared!
Next, it’s time to siege the city!
War Mother has given orders, and the entire army must assemble to take over Mithril City in one go!
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The regrouped Winter's Claws were as powerful as a rainbow, but in contrast, Mithril City was filled with gloom and gloom.
The majestic power of Demacia took the initiative to seek a duel to divert the attention of these Freljord barbarians, but was seriously injured and even the battle flag was taken away... When the warriors of the Dauntless Vanguard escorted Galen back
, the morale of the entire Mithril City was depressed.
Originally, Demacia soldiers had a psychological advantage when facing these northern barbarians. In the past, the Freljord people had gone south to plunder many times. At that time, they did not go through the glacier crevices but climbed the dragon.
Ridge Snow Mountain, so the scale of plunder is often small, and there is a lack of command. They always attack the city wall head-on, and then are defeated by the Northern Army who rely on the city wall for defense.
But this time, things have changed.
The Freljordians mobilized an unprecedented large number of troops through the glacier fissures, and they also had a cunning commander. They looted everywhere without attacking the city wall immediately, which directly led to the offensive and defensive momentum of both sides.
Changes have occurred.
When he needed to take the initiative and seek annihilation, Galen formulated the Hammer and Anvil plan. As a result, he failed and returned home seriously injured. Under these successive blows, the soldiers of the Second Northern Army finally did not fight.
Depressed, morale plummeted.
Fortunately, although Galen was seriously injured, Henchal was still there. As the commander of the Second Northern Army, he immediately held a military parade in the city and announced in public that support from the Northern First and Third Army was on the way.
, and this allowed morale to recover slightly.
Seeing that the barbarians outside the city began to gather, for the sake of safety, Henchal simply gritted his teeth and imitated Laxana's original wisdom, and prepared to set up a "Barbarian Knights" to prepare for Fossby's next battle.
Those who made meritorious service in the Battle of Luo were provided with exceptional title rewards - with the announcement, the frustration caused by the previous failure of Galen's Duel was finally swept away, and the soldiers of the Second Northern Army began to gear up again.
When the war was about to break out, due to the delay in the news, Forsbarrow and the Third Northern Legion finally received news of a large-scale invasion of Freljord barbarians in Mithril City.