Behind the Freljord Line, there was a camp with a strong polar style, and since the snow had just fallen, many Freljords built igloos to serve as private rooms for the wounded.

Although the igloo may seem cold, it is actually a poor conductor of heat, which is very helpful in conserving heat, and is a characteristic building of the Freljord people.

Ignite a magical flame inside, which can both light and provide heat, and it will not be too hot to wear an extra leather jacket.

At first, reinforcements from Demacia Laurent and the Wayne family did not dare to live in it, but when they entered, they felt that it was warmer than the wooden camp, and they couldn't help but be amazed.

At this time, an igloo at the very edge of the camp was shining with orange light, and through the window covered with animal skins, it made people feel warm.

Fiona sat in front of the bed and stared at the blonde girl lying on the bed.

"Flora, you'll be fine. ”

A pale smile appeared on her face, she bowed down and lay on the side of the bed, Flora is the concubine of the Laurent family, although she is not a direct line, but she is extremely talented, and she has reached the legendary realm in just over thirty years, and she is first-class in the entire history of the Land of Runeterra.

The original Laurent family, since the exposure of Fiona's father's poisoning scandal and its decline, have risen like bright meteors with three female swordsmen - the unequaled sword Ji Fiona, the wind slashing sword Ji Flora, and the fallen speed sword Ji Inili brought this declining family back to the top.

It's a pity that now that the three pillars have broken one, and hundreds of powerful Laurent family fighters have died here, Fiona knows very well that the Laurent family is once again at a critical juncture of life and death.

She sighed faintly, her eyes deep, thinking about the future of the Laurent family: "Finally, you are not dead......

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps in her ears, and she frowned slightly, as if she was displeased that her thoughts had been interrupted.

Wearing dark sunglasses, Shauna Wayne, the leader of the young Wayne family, stood outside the narrow passage into the igloo, silently paused for a long time, and finally reached out and knocked on the brass pipe placed in the doorway.

This is the doorbell of this era, because the door of the igloo is built in front of a narrow passage, blocked by animal skins, and cannot be sounded, so a section will be placed at the door to represent the arrival of guests.

"Shauna, it's you......" Fiona's expression was slightly tired, but the expression on her face still softened.

There was both cooperation and confrontation between Freljord and Demacia, and although the relationship gradually fell to a freezing point with some previous conflicts, the long period of cooperation between the two countries made the friendship between the two peoples more than the government could easily control.

Therefore, in the Great Wall, although the armies of various countries are fighting separately, it is not really that the well water does not interfere with the river water, and does not interfere with each other, in that case, I am afraid that many weak city-state armies will be defeated and retreated, and the Great Wall of Steel will be crossed.

And the Laurent family and the Wayne family are Demacia's reinforcements to Freljord.

"Fiona, I feel the confusion in your heart, come with me. Shauna Wayne's face was a little cold, but there was still a hint of undetectable concern in her tone.

Fiona knew very well that Wayne meant to her, so she nodded and followed behind him: "I don't know if the family's sacrifice is worth it, after this battle, even if the world survives, the Laurent family will probably cease to exist." ”

Fiona followed Wayne's figure through the wind and snow to a place she was familiar with, a sword mound, and each tomb was stuck with a sword belonging to the Laurent family.

There is no signature, and there is not even a corpse under the tomb, and it has become a luxury to fall into the hands of the void creatures, and even a whole corpse.

Fiona was silent, she seemed to understand what Vayn wanted to say to her.

As the Demacian army that supported Freljord, the Laurent family had already made too many sacrifices, and it was nothing about fame and fortune, and in the face of life and death, all of this was pitifully small.

"Fiona, they live up to their beliefs, even if they know that the chances of survival are slim, but none of them retreat, they are all heroes. ”

"I know......" Fiona nodded, bitter, "so I want to take them to live, heroes shouldn't die in the unknown, but people who anoint rice and fish can survive - it's not fair." ”

"Glory is my life, like those whom you despise, can you accept such a fate?"

Fiona shook her head: "I just thought about it, but never wanted to put it into practice. ”

Wayne said in a low voice: "We are the banner of the family, so it's best not to even think about it, your and my weakness will affect many people, and more people who should have survived will die." ”

Wayne didn't continue, but pointed to these sword mounds, and then turned to leave, she was not good at words, and it was already the most she could do to say so much today.

Shauna...... Have you thought about any of this?"

"I sometimes feel weak, but why do we bear such a fate......

Fiona's voice grew depressed, she hadn't had a childhood, she hadn't had a spring like other girls, she hadn't even had a red makeup wash, her hands were covered in blood, she was a warrior, not a woman.

But who can say that this is the fate she wants?

Wayne's footsteps stopped, and she left a sentence with a slightly complicated expression: "Do my best." ”

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Demacian Garrison, Knights' Council Camp

Jeanne d'Arc knelt reverently before the idol, wearing a moon-white crown and snow-white linen robes, and chanting high-pitched and powerful hymns, and beside her were twelve new high knights directly under her command.

The Knights' Council had been completely split into the Knights Templar, led by Joan of Arc, and the Knights of the Round Table, led by King Arthur, who were now serving in the armies of both countries.

As the prayer was completed, Joan of Arc's body shone with a holy light, and she turned her head to gaze at the only one of the twelve knights, the only one with a dim light, and said flatly, "Bechard Cele, do you remember what the eight virtues of being a Templar are?"

Bechard Celery's face was a little ugly, and he whispered: "Mercy, honor, valor, faith, sacrifice, humility, justice, honesty!"

"That's very clear...... Unfortunately, I don't see any trace of these eight virtues in you, Knight Sorley, and I hope you will remember that you are a knight, not a contemptible politician. ”

Joan of Arc spoke mercilessly, and all mildness had long since faded from her words, turning into an aggressive blade.

"Meeting of the gods, we are not eligible to attend. ”

"Even the meetings of the Alliance, we can and are not qualified to attend. ”

"Do you think it's really necessary to fight for power and profit for the apocalyptic catastrophe that even those high gods have to deal with with all their might?"

"Live!" Joan of Arc stared at the embarrassment on Celery's sweaty face, and said coldly, "To be able to live is the greatest luck, and the premise of living is to do my best." ”

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The flashback with the teacher didn't last long, and neither did the two meetings.

Late that night, after the meeting between the leaders and the gods, they began to prepare with all their might, and put all their strength into this great wall that stretched for thousands of miles.

The nation and the heroes put aside their differences in beliefs and began to work together.

The massive rock giant Moffett continued to fortify the city's defenses, plowing deep ravines.

The tireless Yellow Sands soldiers built all kinds of city defenses and traps in all kinds of harsh environments.

Orn raised his hammer and carved out craters to arm armies with lava forged hordes of ordnance, and the scientists of Zaun and Phi City put into action all sorts of nefarious and mystical research......

League of Legends is like a huge machine, after learning about the war three days later, it immediately dripped lubricating and running rapidly, and time passed quickly, gradually getting closer and closer to the arrival of the enemy......