One-Eyed Grand Commander Chenison was standing gloomily on the edge of the broken high ground in the middle.

Its eyes shimmered as deep as a trench in front of its feet.

"Big ...... Great commander. ”

A lizardman with muddy skin that had dried out of the air came running.

"Hit, or didn't fight?"

Chenison's short words made the lizardman, who had no hair, feel that the pores in his veins were standing upside down.

Commander Chenison, who has a gloomy and violent personality but is loyal to his lordship, has not known how many cowardly deserters he has stabbed over the years, and any lizardman who comes to Chenison will feel terrible majesty and tremble.

"No, no, no, no fight."

It squeezed its throat as hard as it could, for fear of being beaten to death by biting its tongue and saying the wrong thing.

"Hey, hey."

The cloudiness and darkness in Chenison's eyes were replaced by a flash of light.

The shrill grin that poured out of its throat had terrified the trembling lizardman to the extreme.

"Well done, well done, hehehe."

At this moment, Chenison's prosthetic leg seemed to have a lot of soul, and it couldn't wait to raise its crutches and said, "Summoning all the lizardman generals in charge of the Mator defense line, I want to hold an emergency meeting!" ”

……

The lord is playing chess with his brother-in-law.

To tell the truth, the popular war chess in the Valoran Continent is quite similar to Chinese chess, and this is also the only person Wu Wenxu can rely on with his super talent to last a few rounds under Linglong.

But this feeling of being abused for ten rounds in the next ten rounds is really bad......

Wu Wenxu didn't want to go down for a long time, and he couldn't make his brother-in-law unhappy, so he could only bite the bullet, as if he was struggling to gnaw on the English words of the past.

"Linglong, you haven't thought about this dark Chen Cang you staged, what if you are found out?"

"Even if she is recognized, Sejuani will move forward."

Rommel Linglong pointed lightly and said, "You lost again." ”

"There's really nothing I can do with your brother-in-law."

"The army that cursed the ice field, although it has experienced the baptism with the Ice Clan and the clan, and has unified the northern border, but during the time I have been in the Winter tribe, I have found that there is still a gap between our combat effectiveness and that of Winter."

"I see what you mean."

Linglong paused his fingers, but instead stared at Wu Wenxu with a shining gaze.

"In the next five days, there will be a lot of snowfall, and they will seriously hinder the advance of the Winter Cavalry, this is the time of day."

"The Martol Line is swamped and a natural fighting ground for our lizard-man army, which is geographically advantageous."

"We are cautious, we are well supplied, we are every step of the way, they are arrogant, they have no one in their eyes, they are not well supplied, this is people."

Speaking of which, the smile of the spirit dragon like a spring breeze has already made the two goddesses serving the tea swoon, and their faces are like peach blossoms.

"The time, the place, the people, all are occupied by us, what do you think, what is the opportunity for the winter to turn around?"

This question, Wu Wenxu laughed instead.

"Playing chess, playing chess, I like your awesome appearance brother-in-law, let's fight ten more games!"

……

Winterclaw Sejuani patiently wiped her shackles, and judging by the reflection on the chains, her weapon could no longer hold a single speck of dust, and she continued to repeat the action, as if she had cultivated with perseverance.

"There's one last hour."

She closed her eyes, and the movements of her hands did not stop.

Ai Qiwen, who had been kneeling beside her, knew very well what the patriarch's repeated movements meant.

On the eve of every great battle, Sejuani had to constantly wipe her bloody shackles, as if this would calm the turmoil in her heart, because once she had thrown the shackles, she would never stop until the enemy died.

"The 10,000 cavalry who went to clean up the front line still haven't come back?"

In the face of Sejuani's cold questioning, Ai Qiwen said with a steady victory: "Don't worry, Patriarch, they are just red-eyed, the swamp is full of armor left by the enemy, and the Freljord soldiers have been killed. ”

"Giggle......

Thinking of the picture he saw yesterday, Ai Qiwen couldn't help laughing again.

"Broken and armoured, left behind armor?"

Sejuani's action of wiping her weapon suddenly stopped, she stared at Ai Qiwen quietly, stared into her eyes, and asked again, "Have you seen the corpses of the enemy?" ”

Ai Qiwen was furious by Sejuani, but in her heart she once again thought that Sejuani was too cautious.

"Because the swamp is more difficult to walk, the corpse should be far away, not near."

After saying this, Ai Qiwen was still muttering in his heart, if the patriarch was more decisive, maybe he would have attacked the city of King Freljord at this moment.

After all, she Ai Qiwen boasted that she was also talented in the art of war, and this feeling of being questioned repeatedly, even if it was the patriarch, made her self-esteem a little unhappy.

"You said it should ......"

Sejuani stopped wiping completely, and she said in a fierce voice: "Didn't I educate you that when you scout the enemy, you must not say that it should be two!" ”

"But how can the soldiers of Freljord be our opponents in Winter?"

Ai Qiwen really felt aggrieved.

Tears rolled in her eyes, and she held back the grievances in her heart and continued to retort: "Every day of our supplies is like walking on the tip of a knife, if we can't attack the Mator defense line within ten days, we will run out of ammunition." ”

"If the patriarch is still so cautious, Ai Qiwen is willing to personally lead an army of 100,000 to take down the Mator defense line!"

"Ai Qiwen!"

Indeed, Sejuani was angry.

Ai Qiwen is only sixteen years old this year, and the reason why she trusts and cultivates her so much is indeed because she has a rare talent for war, and looking at the entire winter, almost no one can compete with her tactically except herself.

However, when Sejuani saw the tears in the girl's eyes, she swallowed back the stern words she had given up.

Maybe he was indeed too strict with Ai Qiwen.

Always protecting her like this, making every decision arbitrarily, which is not conducive to her growth.

"That's it."

Sejuani regained her composure and said lightly: "I will let you lead 200,000 troops, and I will stay in the position of 100,000, but I need you to capture the Mator defense line within two days and loot supplies." ”

"Patriarch?"

Ai Qiwen couldn't believe his ears.

"Thank you, Patriarch, for making it happen!"

"Since the patriarch is willing to give Ai Qiwen 200,000 troops, Ai Qiwen doesn't need two days, set off today, and tomorrow morning, I will personally raise the banner of winter in the last fortress of the Mator defense line!"

"The snow is getting heavier and heavier."

Sejuani frowned, not putting Ai Qiwen's words in her ears, because the ominous premonition in her heart was becoming more violent.

Freljord's soldiers are indeed vulnerable, but is that woman Ash really without hole cards?