The night is long, and only books are accompanied.

Winterclaw Sejuani held the hand of the war book and trembled for some reason, and Sejuani didn't care about the book falling to the ground, but covered her chest and stared into the night outside the tent.

"This kind of panic for no reason......"

Sejuani stopped reading.

She lifted the curtain of her tent, and the snow outside was very heavy, and it was all over the mountains, and every year in the early winter of Freljord, there were always such a few irregular heavy snowfalls.

Sejuani had an idea, so the grain and grass reserves specially brought more than in the past, but with the consumption of a ****, the food was about to bottom out.

In the past few days, Sejuani has begun to save food for the soldiers, and although the soldiers are a little dissatisfied, they can only put their dissatisfaction on the damned thief God, believing that reinforcements are coming, and it is only a matter of time before General Ae Qiwen has broken through the Mator line.

"Are the scouts of the Mator Line back?"

Sejuani wiped the snow from her brow and asked an officer on the night shift worriedly.

"Patriarch Qiyu, they haven't come back yet."

Seeing the patriarch in the middle of the night swept away their sleepiness.

"That's it."

Sejuani's face was calm, but she clearly felt lost in her heart.

It has been three days since Ai Qiwen went to the Mator defense line, and according to common sense, at this moment, Ai Qiwen has broken through the Mator Marsh, and 300,000 winter reinforcements carrying grain and grass will also arrive.

Now, Mo said that Ai Qiwen and the reinforcements, even the scouts sent out did not see a shadow of returning, which could not help but worry Sejuani.

"Patriarch, you better go back quickly, the snow is heavy, you have to take care of yourself."

The soldier's honest smile made Sejuani's heart rise with a hint of warmth.

She nodded, and instead instructed the cook to make some steaming broth for the soldiers on the night vigil.

No matter how sinister it may be, Sejuani is confident that she will complete the next war deployment.

The soldiers who remained here can be described as the real elite of Winter, and only 20,000 Ancient Tyrant Pig Knights were enough to tear apart the army of 200,000 Freljord, and deduce the remaining strength of Ash, Sejuani was not afraid.

"Let's hope the snow slows them down."

Sejuani extinguished the lights and lay on the cold bed for a long time.

In any case, tomorrow morning, he must advance to the Mator line with his 200,000-strong army, leaving only a few men to meet him at the camp, and as soon as reinforcements arrive, arrange for them to continue their advance and join up at the last fortress in the western highlands.

As she thought about it, she felt dizzy and finally closed her eyes tiredly......

"Boom!"

Sejuani's eyes snapped open.

"Boom!"

There was another earth-shattering roar, which directly caused Sejuani, who was about to fall asleep, to jump up from the bed.

"What's going on?"

The trembling camp suddenly burst into flames.

Sejuani put on her armor and whistled, and her mount, the Black Storm, immediately ran fiercely, and Sejuani saw that the southern camp was being engulfed in flames, and even the howling wind and snow could not hide the sound of fighting there.

"Enemy ...... Enemy attack? ”

Sejuani muttered incredulously, rubbing her eyes vigorously, but what caught her eyes was a more scorching and bright fire, not only in the southern camp, but also in the east and west.

"Our food!"

Sejuani finally reacted, her eyes were torn, and the cry was hysterical, unable to keep her old demeanor.

All the grain and grass in the cold winter were stored in the southern camp, and the attacking enemy was obviously premeditated and took the lead in burning the southern camp, and this terrifying fire could not be extinguished even by heavy snow.

"Commander of the Sixth Legion, is it Freljord's soldiers attacking us?"

Sejuani, on her mount, happened to meet the commander of the Sixth Legion, who had returned from the south.

His body was charred black, some flesh and blood were burned, and the pain was unspeakable, and when he saw the patriarch at this time, he collapsed directly to the ground.

"Patriarch, they don't look like the soldiers of Freljord."

"Those people...... It's the devil, they're the devil, ahhhh ”

The Sixth Legion Commander was already a little deranged, lying on the ground writhing in agony, and constantly saying something incomprehensible.

Sejuani glared at him viciously, feeling hopeless, and she quickly organized her own soldiers, the Ancient Pig Knights, to personally kill the southern camp.

Miscalculated, completely miscalculated.

She never imagined that the enemy would attack from the direction where reinforcements from the south had arrived.

The hot wind of fire swept through Sejuani's sideburns, and her heart was dripping blood.

Being able to attack from the south can only show one point, the 300,000 winter soldiers gathered from all over the country have been defeated by the enemy, how can they do it, they can hide from the sky and the sea, and cut off the 300,000 army under their noses?

"Don't panic, everyone, follow me and rush over!"

Sejuani's words were sonorous and powerful, and the panicked Winter soldiers felt courage in their hearts, and they quickly organized themselves in an orderly manner, closely following in the footsteps of the patriarch.

Despite the bitterness in her heart, at this moment, Sejuani was also prepared for the worst.

Since there was no food for Winter's Blitzkrieg, they had no choice but to withdraw from the Western Highlands, and Winter's reserves of wealth were enough to buy food from Noxus for several months, and as long as the foundation remained, Freljord would eventually perish.

Rommel Linglong coughed slightly, the warm light of the fire made his weak body much more comfortable, and he looked at the masterpiece he had created single-handedly, and finally showed a smile of satisfaction.

Finally, it didn't disappoint Eungong.

The Blitzkrieg that the Winter Tribe is proud of, the drawbacks are completely exposed at this moment.

Food and grass are scarce, the army is tired, impatient, arrogant and underestimating the enemy......

Every point is a taboo for soldiers, but Sejuani stepped on the blade step by step, how could she not plant a heel by the river?

"Engong, Sejuani wants to break through, her current plan in her heart must be to fight a bloody way from the south and withdraw from the western highs and lows!"

"Haha, I know my brother-in-law."

"Assert ......"

A delicate, pebble-textured flame skeleton kept smiling in Wu Wenxu's palm, and the forbidden magic that did not belong to this world made Wu Wenxu like a demon god, and no one dared to approach.

The seventh forbidden curse in the world, the Death of Skeleton Flame, Wu Wenxu has long been able to control it as he wants.

"Blow it up for me!"

A skull flame fell to the reinforcements who were the first to pour in from the gap in the camp, and the cruel flames of the skullfire immediately burned them to the point that there were no ashes left.

Sejuani, who was about to rush out with her, suddenly changed her complexion.

Those strange fires actually burned the frost she created, how could there have been such terrible flames in the Valoran Continent?

No, such a flame, such a flame is ......

Winterclaw Sejuani's chest rose and fell violently, she understood, everything, she understood!

Sejuani raised her head to the sky and roared, gritting her teeth and roaring: "Demon King Wu Wenxu, I, Sejuani and you are not in the same sky!" ”