The snow is getting heavier and heavier.

Heavy snow severely obscured the view and weakened the range of the scouts—the Northern Guards, who were the guides, began to frequently check the rudimentary maps for fear of losing their way and entering the Furnace Country.

Fortunately, the reference was always present in their field of vision, that is, the army did not lose its way.

Although the speed of the scouts' return is greatly reduced, as long as there are no problems with the direction and route of the march, then it will be fine.

Raid battles in harsh environments are like this - just like a 5v5 team battle between the two sides in the blind spot of the jungle vision, the important thing is to start and formation.

In Darius's view, his side has an absolute advantage.

……………………

Hope, hope, the army is coming, and the footsteps of the Noxians are near.

Rhodes, who received Cana's message, cheered up and woke up Nunu, who was dozing off, who grabbed Willamp's ear.

"Wake up, your saliva is going to freeze - to be honest, are you dreaming of eating stone beetles again?"

"Hmm~~~"

Just as Nunu shook the saliva on her body in disgust, the figure of the Noxians had already appeared in the wind and snow.

The silent Trifali Legion, clad in heavy armor and covered with leather robes collected from Fort Digvo, formed a very tight assault formation—as the scouts were hindered in their exploration, Darius ordered the army to keep an offensive posture at all times.

The quality of the Triphali Legion itself is indeed excellent, in the ice and snow of Freljord, and it is still winter, relying on all kinds of cold equipment that they have temporarily obtained, but they can still maintain a complete formation and posture.

For the Triphali Army, Rhodes also knows a lot.

The number of these guys in front of him is not visible, but at least the scale of thousands of people - the thousands of Triphali army, even if Rhodes fights head-on, it still can't be good.

Seeing the Noxians getting closer and closer into the valley, Nunu finally emerged from the snow cave.

The small figure is inconspicuous on the snow hills.

However, when most of the Noxians had entered the valley, the tiny figure erupted with terrifying destructive power.

Nunu put her iced flute to her lips and took a deep breath.

Unlike the melodious sound of the flute in the past, this time Nunu mustered up all his strength, and the sound of the blow was sharp and piercing, making the hearts of those who heard the flute feel as if they had been grabbed by sharp claws.

Darius, who was leading the troops, was stunned.

What is this?

But after a moment of stunnedness, Darius realized that something was wrong.

With this piercing flute, the earth began to tremble!

Darius looked around, only to see that the thick snow on the snow hills on both sides of the valley had suddenly begun to move slowly.

At first, the snow didn't move very fast, slowly like wriggling worms—but in Darius's eyes, they were as terrifying as the behemoths that had opened their mouths to choose people to eat!

Although born in Besilico, Darius was no fool who didn't even know about the avalanche, and he gave orders as soon as the snow began to move.

"The Trifali Legion spread out in place, move quickly, and dodge the avalanche!"

And after receiving the order, the elite soldiers of the Trivary Legion also reacted correctly at the first time, and the whole team split into two from the middle, the front half forward, and the back half backward, trying to retreat through the sides of the valley.

But where is the time!

Although the snow didn't move fast at first, as more and more snow fell, the thick snow slid faster and faster - the avalanche came before even one sixth of the team could run out.

The heavy snow roared and roared, sliding down the sides of the not-so-steep valley, swallowing up anything that stood in its way.

On the snow hills on both sides of the valley, the snow was already more than two meters thick – and with the secondary processing of Rhodes and Nunu, the snow that slipped down was more than five meters thick.

The Trefalli Legion, which could not even dodge it, was buried in a thick layer of snow before they could even make any effective response.

Due to the high resistance of the Freljords to magic and the fact that the environment in Freljord is very unfriendly to spellcasters, there is a serious shortage of accompanying mages in the Darius army - and most of the small number of mages are auxiliary non-combat mages.

Faced with an incoming avalanche, these mages could barely open their elemental shields, and then were buried by the snow when their magic ran out.

The power of an avalanche is nothing short of amazing.

On top of the snow mound, Rhodes, who levitated himself in the air, carefully surveyed the battlefield.

The elite army of Noxus even tried to resist in the face of the avalanche, but the pervasive snow and the overwhelming pressure directly tore through the defense line they had built with shields at the first contact, and although they tried all kinds of ways to strengthen the defense, the power of the snow was not something that could be resisted by manpower.

After the defensive line was broken, the Noxians were completely buried by the snow.

Eventually, Nunu's flute was toned again, and the avalanche snow on both sides of the valley finally converged completely—and when the snow's kinetic energy was exhausted, the valley was calm again.

The snow falling in the sky was much lighter.

And in the snow on the ground, there are also traces of red - the people who are wrapped in the snow are completely unable to control their bodies, and the heavily armed Tryfali legions, as long as there is a collision, they will definitely be injured.

Nunu also put away his flute and scratched his head.

At this moment, Nunu suddenly felt a trace of apprehension in his heart - there is no doubt that all this was caused by himself, and so many warriors were directly buried by the heavy snow before they met him......

Nunu always felt that something was not good.

In the traditional belief of Freljord, the greatest glory is to defeat the enemy in a head-on battle, and this kind of sneak attack with a blood collapse trap...... It doesn't seem like a thing to be praised.

Rod noticed Nunu's expression - however, just as he was about to enlighten the little guy and tell him that this was the tactic, a patch of snow that seemed to be sliding in a small area caught Rod's attention.

Underneath the snow...... There are still people who have not lost their combat effectiveness!

A sharp axe suddenly burst out of the snow, and the cold and shining axe was like a bolt of lightning, and it slashed straight at the distracted Nunu!

Then, Nunu was pulled aside by the sudden appearance of Rod.

"Is that you?"

"It's you?!"

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