As a beast spirit walker who "trained" in Ionia, Udyr naturally has his own unique insights into praying for the power of the old gods. Even outside the Freljord, he is certain that he can pray for the power of the old gods.
Due to the power of Volibear.
However, Udyr has always been cautious about using the power of Volibear.
Just as he said to Sejuani, many users of Volibear's power will be lost in this violent power and eventually become losers no different from wild beasts. In Freljord, there are many places
These are the territories of these lost people. They will eat their hair and drink their blood in these territories, living a life no different from giant bears.
Udyr did not want the warriors of Winter's Claw to become losers after borrowing Volibear's power.
Therefore, even though he took out the incense that communicates with all spirits, Udyr still cautiously gave his last advice.
Sejuani obviously listened to Udyr's persuasion.
"Since the oath father insists, let's try again." Sejuani picked up the North Wind Flail again, "Call all the spellcasters in the tribe. Since the ice is not strong enough, then we will strengthen the ice!"
Soon, the horn of Winter's Claw was blown, and all spellcasters—whether shamans or iceborn mages—were gathered together and began to reinforce the ice surface in accordance with Sejuani's request.
After receiving the order, these Freljord spellcasters quickly showed their unusual side. Unlike the mysterious mages that ordinary people think of, these powerful Freljord spellcasters quickly picked up their shields.
, formed a formation, quickly approached the wall of the Mithral City port area, and began to use various magics to reinforce the ice surface.
However, although Sejuani's idea was good, when it was actually implemented, it was half the result with twice the effort.
These mages who had not received professional training tried their best to freeze the ice, but found that their magic power consumption was astonishing, but the ice still showed no intention of freezing!
What's going on?
As time passed, the expressions of these spellcasters became worse and worse, and many of them turned pale. However, the ice on the outside of the port city wall was still horribly thin!
"War Mother!" Just when these mages had self-doubt, Silas approached Sejuani, "We can no longer let mages freeze the ice. The walls of Mithril City's port area are made of forbidden magic stones.
Yes, if you want to freeze the ice outside the city wall, you must first fill the forbidden magic stone with magic power, which is almost impossible!"
"The Forbidden Stone?" Sejuani repeated the Demacian phrase spoken by Silas, "What is that?"
"It's a special material." Silas could only explain a few words briefly, "It can absorb magic..."
After hearing what Silas said about the magical absorption effect of the Forbidden Magic Stone, Sejuani's expression suddenly became extremely ugly.
If it is true as Silas said, doesn't it mean that the soldiers of Winter's Claw have no chance to attack the port city wall?
When the ice cannot be frozen, the soldiers who attack the city don't even have a stable foothold, so why not attack the city wall with a hammer!
The next moment, Sejuani looked at Udyr beside her.
"Father," she whispered, "we have no choice."
Udyr's beast-like eyes swept across Silas's face and landed on Sejuani's face. Finally, he nodded and finally stopped insisting.
The ancient incense produced in Ionia was ignited, thin smoke curled up, and a relaxing smell filled Sejuani's war mother's tent.
Smelling this fragrance, both Sejuani and Silas, who was allowed to be here with exception, had somewhat soothed expressions.
But Udyr, who was sitting cross-legged, had tense muscles all over his body, and his whole body seemed very nervous.
Then, just as Sejuani and Silas were gradually drifting into a trance, a sound like thunder suddenly exploded in their ears.
"Who is calling the storm?"
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The dark clouds were rolling and thick. Ever since Udyr took the initiative to let go of his perception of all spirits and lit the incense, the weather in the north of Mithril City began to become extremely abnormal.
Henchal stood in the observation post in the main city, watching the movements of these Freljord barbarians from a distance, watching them sink into the sand in front of the tall magic-forbidden stone city wall, but he was not at all comfortable.
stand up.
The commander of the Second Northern Army was filled with worries at this time. This worry came from the serious injury of Demacia's force, from the worry about the lone army, and from the ominous premonition of the abnormal weather.
"I hope I'm scaring myself." Henchal wiped a handful of gray stubble with his hand and murmured in a voice that only he could hear, "These damn Freljord barbarians!"
After confirming that the other party had no intention of organizing another siege, Henchal looked at the sky and finally left the observation post. He asked his adjutant to personally deliver the order to the soldiers in the port area to be more vigilant, and walked quickly towards
Castle in the main town.
I heard that Galen has woken up, and he is going to have a good chat with the Power of Demacia.
When Galen was being carried back, the nobles from the Crown Guard branch who were so frightened that their faces turned pale now all had smiles on their faces and came closer to Galen. Along the way, Henchal saw many people dressed like butterflies.
An ordinary noble lady carries the cold wind from the north and walks through the castle.
Henchal's face was expressionless, but deep down he couldn't help but be full of contempt. As a tough soldier, he had always looked down on these side nobles.
Henchal actually has great respect for the Crown Guard family. After all, both Peter and Tiana are people with real military exploits, and Galen and Laxana can also be regarded as young talents, even if
This time Galen's anvil tactic failed a bit embarrassingly, and he was seriously injured, but there is no one who can win every battle. This was Galen's first time commanding an army, and something went wrong. Although Henchal was very angry,
But he is still very optimistic about Galen.
But the side branch of the Crownguard family is different.
Henchal, who has been stationed in Mithril City all year round, knows the background of these guys very clearly.
This is a group of rice bugs just waiting to die!
Even worse than rice bugs - after all, rice bugs just eat and wait to die, but they always have unwanted thoughts and always hope to climb to a higher position.
How can we protect Mithril City with these insects?
Under the leadership of the fearless vanguard warriors, Henchal quickly passed through the corridor and came to the place where Galen rested. After the guard announced, a large group of noble ladies surrounding him were driven elsewhere for the reason of "military confidentiality"
, some of these well-dressed aristocratic ladies who had to maintain their grace even though they were freezing to death, were very dissatisfied, some let out a long sigh, and the surroundings finally became completely quiet.
Henchal ignored their looks and expressions, pushed open the door of Galen's lounge, and strode in.
"General Henchal." Galen, who was leaning on the bed, struggled to get up, "You are finally here."
"Sit down, sit down." Henchal put his hand on Galen's shoulder, "Don't move around until your wound is healed."
"I can't sit still anymore." Galen smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Because of me, a team is now isolated. How can I still sit still under such circumstances?"
"The letter asking for help has been sent out. The most important thing for you now is to recover from your injuries." Henchal's expression was quite calm. "In any case, at least for now, Mithril City's defense is still secure, and you don't have to go overboard.
Worry."
"But what to do with that partial army?" How could Galen not be worried? "Although I was injured, the Dauntless Vanguard's combat effectiveness is still there. When the Freljord barbarians' offensive eases up a little, I should be able to go north to support them.
We must bring them back no matter what!"
"No, in your current state, what you have to do is not to think about leading the fearless vanguard to rescue the blocking army." Henchal shook his head, "If you really want to do something... maybe the heir of the Crown Guard family
Identity is more important.”
The identity of the heir to the Crownguard family?
Henchal's words stunned Galen for a moment. He wanted to ask again, but Henchal just looked at him calmly and did not say another word.
After chewing on these words, Galen finally narrowed his eyes slightly, with a look of surprise on his face.
"The situation in Mithril City is unstable?" He lowered his voice and asked, "Did any of my relatives collude with the barbarians in the north?"
"It hasn't reached this situation yet." Galen's words made Henchal stunned for a moment, and then he shook his head with a wry smile, "Just to boost morale, I promised some knighthoods, but because of my sister,
Many people have criticized this..."
Galen blinked and understood what Henchal meant.
Although Henchal's previous order to set up the Barbarian Knights greatly boosted the morale of the defenders in Mithral City, it also offended the branches of the Crown Guard family here - the patrolling knights set up by Lux had already annoyed them.
Now, a group of barbarian knights have arrived. Is Mithril City still the Misilver City of the Crownguard family?
How come we, the nobles of the Crown Guard family, are on equal footing with a bunch of idiots?
Although these branches of the Crownguard family still have sense and will not cause trouble when the Freljordian army presses on the border, but when the danger is relieved later, I am afraid that life will be very difficult for these barbarian knights.
Therefore, Henchal hoped that Galen would stand up for him.
Considering Galen's identity, there were some things he couldn't say too clearly, so he could only bring up the past of Lux killing everyone here and give Galen a hint.
If it were Galen three years ago, he would never understand Henchal's hint.
But now, Galen has successfully understood Henchal's hint - because Lux had confessed to the punishment of the stone crown before, Peter and Tiana have strengthened Galen's aristocratic education, so that this person only knows most of the time.
The reckless guy also has a little more brains in terms of human relations and sophistication.
Although he couldn't compare with many scheming guys, under Henchal's hint, Galen still understood the other party's concerns.
"Don't worry." He patted his chest, "The Barbarian Knights will be a permanent organization in Mithril City. I happened to hear my mother say that Mithril City's taxes have been reduced a lot recently, and the Disaster Patrol Knights have been dissatisfied.
Forehead……"
Galen's words finally made Henchal feel relieved. He nodded slightly, and then briefly introduced the current battle situation to Galen.
After hearing the news that the Freljord barbarians had suffered heavy losses in the port area of Mithril City, Galen also relaxed a lot. However, while relaxing, he once again became concerned about the army he had planned to stop.
News about the return of the Freljord barbarians.
"Your Excellency Henchal just said that he has requested support. Is there any response now?"
"In the capital, the news probably hasn't arrived yet." Henchal replied, "The First Army in the North said it was strengthening inspections and repairing its defense lines - but there was no news from the Third Army.
Pass it back."
"Is there no news yet from Fosbairo..."
Then, just as Galen frowned slightly, there was a sound of footsteps in the corridor.
"Dragon Bird Knight urgent report!"
"Come in!"
The next moment, the door of the lounge was pushed open, and a dragon bird knight who had not yet taken off his armor hurriedly walked in.
"Is there any news from the direction of the Third Army?" Seeing the Dragon Bird Knight, Henchal finally raised his eyebrows, "What did that old guy Robles say?"
"Report to General Henchal that General Robles is guarding the Forsbarrow defense line and stepping up patrols." The Dragon Bird Knight's expression was a little subtle, "At the same time, Lord Forsbarrow and Count Laxana have activated
The Colossus of Justice is rushing to support you on the starry night... This is a reply from Lord Laxana, and this is her personal letter to Lord Galen."
Henchal and Galen looked at each other with somewhat shocked expressions. Then, they each took the letter handed over by the Dragon Bird Knight, opened it and read it quickly.
The reply from Henchal was good. Lux just wrote that she would support the partial army and block the Freljord barbarians' return path if possible.
In Galen's hand, this personal letter sent back by the Dragon Bird Knight contained only one line of words.
"My stupid brother, your dear sister is here to save you!"
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When Henchal and Galen received the letter, Galio and Shyvana had already seen the partial army that was temporarily hidden in a mountain col.
At the beginning, these soldiers were frightened and frightened after seeing a giant dragon. After all, in Demacia's legends, dragons are not righteous beings.
However, when Galio's huge body behind Shyvana was revealed in front of everyone's eyes, the soldiers of the Third Legion and a few fearless vanguard warriors couldn't help but widen their eyes.
Some of them rubbed their eyes to make sure this was not an illusion, while others laughed loudly and were a little excited.
"What is that?" Some Mithril City militiamen who didn't know Galio asked in confusion, "It looks like a flying statue?"
"That's Galio, Galio the Colossus of Justice!" shouted a Dauntless Vanguard, "Gario, Galio!"
As he shouted, more people's expressions became excited, and more people began to shout Galio's name. Amidst the excited shouts of these little people, Galio smiled happily.
Wave your hands.
"Hello everyone!" He flapped his wings, barely hovering in mid-air, and greeted loudly in a voice that everyone could hear, "Please make a place to come out, I'm going to fall down!"
