The wine was warmed, and the rough wine cup made of horns in the snow-capped mountains exuded a strong smell of wine, and the whole tent was smoked warm.

This kind of wine is made by the people of the Great Snow Mountain, and the base is made of rye, a pitiful little crop on the Snow Mountain, and the taste is rough, very choking, and the amount of wine is poor and poured in one sip, but it is excellent for keeping warm from the cold. The sake called the Heart of Fire, which is now prevalent on the mainland, was born from this kind of wine. The Heart of Fire is claimed to be the wine that the warriors of Freljord drank before their expedition, but in fact, it is a misinformation that this wine is the real wine of the expedition.

The people of the Great Snow Mountains generally call it a spirit.

"Spirits?" Karthus took the glass and put it in his black veil, drank it dry, and sighed contentedly, as if satisfied with the strength of the wine, but he was somewhat unimpressed by the name.

Speaking of this name, it is indeed not elegant enough, even if it is placed in Noxus, which has always been known for its barbarism, those guys who talk about swords all day long will definitely take bloody names such as "butcher knife" and "killing blood", and they will definitely not take such a hasty name.

Chen Senran also raised his glass and drank it down, holding his breath to let the boiling wine rag in his throat, and it took a minute to open his mouth to let the blood rush out, he nodded with satisfaction and put down the glass, glanced at Karthas, who was holding the wine glass and felt that he should change the name of this wine, coughed and said, "Simple, simple, isn't it very good?" ”

His words were to remind Karthas not to make any more trouble, the conditions had already been negotiated, so why waste any more time.

"We people from the Snow Mountain don't have so many twists and turns." After entering the tent, she didn't speak, but Princess Ash, the sharpshooter who watched the three men, put down the horn cup in her hand, squinted and touched the ice bow behind her back, and looked at Karthas, "If the name of a glass of wine is good, and if it is loud, you will have food to eat, and you don't have to die, then of course we will think about it, otherwise, it is better to call it spirits." ”

Karthas seemed to be born with a mocking face, or rather, the old fellow had been mad for hundreds of years in that hellish place in the Howling Swamp, and the mad dog usually saw who bit whom, and just after fighting Galen, he turned around and began to provoke Ash again.

And this delicate woman with a big bow of ice on her back is just a person who is extremely proud and refuses to suffer a loss, from the sharp eyebrows and eyes at the moment, and the cold air can be seen that she is on the bar with Karthas.

"Ahem, cough, cough ......" Galen, who was already a little seriously injured, drank a whole glass of wine, and his whole face instantly turned red from the hot wine, he coughed and wiped the sweat on his forehead that was steamed by the spirits, "Mr. Karthas, if I remember correctly, you are also from Demacia, and it is a virtue to follow the local customs." ”

Doing the same is indeed one of the virtues of the Demacian Empire in the past. Galen's words are a round, but the tendency is obvious, he is on Ash's side, not to mention that Ash has saved his life several times, but to say that Karthhas is terrible, he will not help him. Besides, the matter has already been settled.

"Hehe, that's good." Karthas glanced at Galen, then at Chen Senran, and then at Ash, who was still glaring at him, and said yes again.

It looked like a compromise, but judging from the careless movement of Chen Senran touching his staff, this old ghost still wanted to continue to say a word, which made Chen Senran a little headache, and he suddenly felt that this old guy was purely here to make trouble, not to save some bullshit world.

Thankfully, however, just as Karthas was about to strike back again, someone preemptively shifted the subject.

"General, urgent report from the front." The person who spoke was outside the tent, and judging from the voice, it was the guy who delivered the letter to Chen Senran.

Hearing the military report, Ash also put away her fierceness and sat back in her seat, no longer looking at Karthus. Karthus isn't really the kind of guy who really ** hehe, it seems that he just wants to tease Ash, and when he sees that he is down to business, he closes his mouth and doesn't speak again.

"Come in." Galen let the messenger in, and he never sat in the first place, which can be regarded as a disguised expression of sincerity in cooperation.

Hearing Galen's words, someone outside opened the tent, and a soldier covered with wind and frost walked in and neatly performed a chest-beating salute, knelt on one knee and began to reply in a loud voice: "Report to the general, this morning the second guard found a local spy, and pursued it, but it was unsuccessful." ”

"Yes." Galen didn't say anything, but waved the young soldier down to rest.

When the soldier was gone, he glanced at Ash and then at the other two, and was about to say something when he heard another rumor outside.

This time it's news from the third sentry.

Over the next quarter of an hour, Galen received reports from no less than thirteen front-line posts, all of which were news of the discovery of the opposing spies.

"In other words, the other party really gave up such a big cake and was determined to drive us out of Freljord?" Galen was silent for ten minutes before he spoke.

"It's me." Ash corrected, and she touched her ice bow and said the rather hurtful words in a calm tone.

Chen Senran frowned, feeling that this woman was a little excessive, but this was not his business, and he couldn't say anything, and now was not the time for infighting, so he looked at Galen.

Surprisingly, Galen didn't feel the slightest bit of resentment, because he knew that if Ash didn't say such things, she wouldn't be the Ash of Avarossa.

However, he still shook his head, "No, it's us, the reason why the Snow Mountain Alliance is pressing over like mad dogs is because Noxus and Zuan standing behind them want to capture Freljord as quickly as possible, thus forming an encirclement, and swallowing them before the old immortals who have only known Dao technology in Piltover's minds all day can react, thus making the entire northeast a monolith." Galen said as he stood up and walked over to the battle map, connecting Freljord with the Iron Ridge Mountains to Noxus, and finally dotting Piltover, which was isolated on the north coast, with a red dot. It is not difficult to see from his words his resentment towards Mrs. Piltworth, who has not moved yet.

"This plan is all about speed." He finally came to this conclusion.

Chen Senran listened to Galen's words, plus some previous information, and probably figured out the latest situation in the north now.

It's almost a last battle.

————————————

Well, I'm a bastard, I don't have two more.

If you don't explain, scold me.