"Whew-" The massive Cold Chain Hammer swung once more to repel dozens of sharp swords from the attack, only this time, Sejuani didn't have much strength to stop all the blades.

More than a dozen blades broke through her steel field again, and slashed into the body of the snow-capped mountain boar under her seat, and the excessive wounds finally made the steel chariot bleed, and it was no longer able to take the next step.

The next moment, the snow-capped mountain porcupine, which had been charging like a sea tide, let out a low and long moan, and fell heavily to the ground, bringing up a misty snow mist.

In the snow and mist, Sejuani, who had always been calm, even in the face of the waves of mad dog-like play of the Demacians, did not have any negative expressions of anxiety, panic and fear, and finally showed a sad look at the moment when the wild boar fell in the snowy mountain.

She did not fall from the snowy mountain boar, but jumped from it steadily, and she did not prevent the possible next Demacian attack in the first place, but carried her huge cold iron chain hammer, and slowly squatted in front of the snowy mountain porcupine, looking at the eyes of the wild boar that was already dying, with a gentle look that had never been seen before.

The footsteps around him began to rattle again, and Sejuani knew that it was the living Demacians who had once again risen from the flesh of their comrades, and were coming towards her, with their swords in hand.

But she did not look up, but continued to look at the boar, and as she looked at it, she touched the fur of the boar, which had become soft from excessive blood loss, and said in a very soft voice that seemed to be talking to herself: "Do you know that this little fellow is Martha's youngest child, and when I came out, I promised old Martha to bring it back in good order, but you killed it. Do you know that I'm really sad now. She sighed to herself, and the wind ruffled her words, scattered with some sadness.

The footsteps around him became denser and denser, and the roar of the wind passing through the blades of the sword resounded in the air, and many people raised their swords. No one could hear what the woman was saying, and even if they did, they would not have the slightest pity or sadness, because their brother was dead.

"Steelmane, do you want to call you Steelmane for what I said?" Sejuani was still talking to herself, she looked at the dimming sparkle in the boar's eyes, and her tone became more and more gentle, gentle like an older sister telling her dying brother the most terrible story, "You are my pride, you have fought with me for so long, it is like a part of my body." So, go in peace, and I'll collect all your debts for you. ”

The footsteps were already close at hand, and the dull, oppressive breathing of the wounded Demacians was neatly like a prelude to some oppressive tune.

The boar's eyes finally disappeared with the most sparkle and died completely. Sejuani reached out and slowly closed the tired pig eyes, and whispered, "Asdara Bisda." ”

"Tear-" All the swords slashed down.

The air froze at that moment, as if the next moment Zhuangseni's head would be chopped to the pulp along with her body and the dead boar, and all the blood shed by the mountainous corpses of the Demacians piled up four yards away would not be in vain.

The next moment.

"Sonorous—" The air resounded with the harsh and sour clash of fine iron.

All the swords that fell from the sky were once again struck away by the cold iron chain hammer that was originally as calm as stagnant water, stained with the flesh and blood of countless Demacians.

Sejuani, who had been squatting and seemed to be willing to die, stood up and swung the steel chain hammer in her hand again, making a roar like a whip in the air, and she coldly looked at the Demacians who had been knocked away by her again and flew upside down for more than a dozen yards, and were struck into the mountains of corpses that were piled up by countless flesh and blood, and a cruel sneer hung on the corner of her mouth.

Instead of pursuing, she raised the steel chain hammer in her hand high, and after waving it three times in the air, she shouted the final attack slogan to her headquarters: "All the army attack!" ”

Just as Sejuani's final battle horn rang through the sky, the dozens of strange instruments in the distance that had already locked on their targets finally launched their first wave of attacks.

With a series of "tear-pull-" sounds, a dense dark green bomb-like object was violently ejected from the instruments and whistled towards the war meat grinder below the high ground of the table.

At the end of the distance, a group of men in pitch-black robes carrying scimitars led more soldiers in jet-black armor out of the end of the snow curtain.

Almost as soon as the dark green bombs and the black-robed men appeared, Galen urged his crotch horse to charge towards the meat grinder high underground, and as he charged, he raised his dreadnought sword and shouted, "Go forward." ”

Without hesitation, all the remaining Demacians followed Galen towards the meat grinder, riding or galloping, like a flock of moths that pounced on the sun.

There is no life or death, Galen is desperate this time, he poured out almost everyone he brought with him, because he saw those dark green bombs, those black-robed people, and he knew that Noxus was finally ready to use his strength.

Svein is playing the idea of disrupting his rear, removing his biggest hole card, and taking advantage of the chaos to defeat himself, and he wants to use lightning speed to kill most of their new forces, at least everyone in the Snow Mountain Alliance, with the help of Karthas's strength before the other party reacts.

It has to be fast, and the fast other party has no time to think of the concept of escape.

Thinking like this, he charged even faster, and even at the end of the day, he jumped straight from his horse, and with a wild and extremely wild step, he rushed towards the woman who was holding the cold chain hammer high and preparing to kill again, the kind of step that brought up a pillar of snow that made him look like a god who had suddenly awakened from a corner of the snowy mountain, and stepped into the sky.

Watching Galen lead his soldiers to charge forward, Chen Senran, who had been silent, narrowed his eyes, turned his head to look at the endless snow field behind him, and showed a strange smile.

It seems that something very interesting is about to happen.

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Damn it...... Really want to change your schedule......

That's not going to work...... It's going to die