Chapter 817 The Storm Comes

Under the cold lighting magic of the Frostguard Witch, Olaf followed into battle, a pair of short-handled axes twisting like iron fans, and the man roared and charged, and the stumps flew everywhere he passed, and corpses were strewn all over the field.

To the surprise of both parties, the dead and wounded under Olaf's axe were the same as those who died under the magic of Udir's claws, as if they had lost their difficult recovery ability, and screamed in pain, and it was clear that Olaf was not a good character.

Udir and Olaf were like two Shura from hell, and for a while, they actually dispersed the offensive of the barbarian blood, and the imposing bloodline fell into a state of chaos.

"Warriors! Kill with me! ”

How could Gorgiya, who was very keen on fighters, let go of this sudden opportunity to counterattack, and immediately followed with a pig brandishing the Ice Chain Flail.

First, there were foreign powerhouses who were arrogant and lone soldiers entering the battle to kill the enemy, and then there was a war mother who put life and death outside the degree of iron courage, and the Eastern Army, which was originally a little entangled and shaken, suddenly changed its momentum, all of them were red-eyed, forgetting life and death, and only thinking about following up to release the boiling killing intent in their hearts.

"Where did this barbarian madman come from?? Why is it so terrifying? ”

With the help of the magic perception network built by the Scarlet Palace with blood rain, Angelina saw the two people who sabotaged her attack plan, her brows furrowed, and she couldn't come up with any good solutions for a while.

Most of the Blood Dynasty's efforts in this war have been focused on enhancing blood magic and bloodborne, and they have not spent much time sending spies to gather important information about the land of Freljord.

In the eyes of the Blood King Brown, it was enough to know that the three biggest bugs in this war were called Avarosa, the Frostguard Clan, and the Claws of Winter, and the remaining bugs could be crushed directly, knowing that the names were meaningless.

"For a fierce god like this, a low-level bloodline is not an opponent at all, you have to use a middle-level bloodline, and it's time to let the real blood-blooded warriors play."

The focus of this war is to strengthen the backbone of the Blood Plague Legion, for Angelina, it doesn't matter how many barbarian bloodlines die, you can make it in large quantities whenever you want, and how much strength the legionnaires of the Blood Plague Legion can improve is the most important thing.

The Holy Blood Race is an extraordinary race that is getting stronger and stronger in the war, and it should crush the people of the world.

Angelina glanced up at the night that was about to pass, knowing that the Freljords would have a better view after dawn, and that it would be better to suppress the enemy before dawn, so she turned around and whispered to the women behind her.

"This war has been going on long enough,

Command me to dispatch the Holy Blood Legion and crush the enemy before dawn! You will personally go to supervise the war and plunder the beauties of the human race for my king! There is no room for error! ”

"Yes, Angelina-sama."

Brown's direct True Ancestor Female Slave Regiment was scattered according to the group, and each led three Holy Blood Legions with a number of 2,000 people, and pressed the army in three directions.

Unlike the barbarian bloodlines with low organization, the blood-plagued legionnaires who have been brainwashed and selected in multiple layers are the real main force of the Blood Dynasty.

Each legionnaire is uniformly equipped with the finest black iron equipment produced in Fort Delvo, and according to Vladimir's aesthetic, the heavy black iron armor has been fashioned into a work of art with the beauty of an ancient elves.

The legionnaire wore a scarlet cape behind him, a Corinthian blood phoenix vine metal helmet, a helical cross-shaped carved slim cuirass with a black ring iron lock under the cuirass, a pair of special animal skin trousers under the dark skirt, fish-scale-like twisted armor at the joints, crotch and shin for protection, and leather boots with round toe and heel reinforced with black iron, which could be used as a lethal weapon to open bones and cleave skulls when necessary.

The weapons are mainly one-piece spears and broadswords made of black iron, supplemented by double-edged one-handed swords and crossbows, and the spear and shield soldiers are also equipped with blood-colored painted kite-shaped shields as a means of defense.

Although the Blood Plague Legion has not had any combat record with the well-known legions of the Runeterra, judging from the appearance alone, the Blood King Brown has been convinced that he is the Son of Destiny of the Runeterra, whether he can fight is one thing, but handsome is a matter of life, and from the perspective of the beauty of the armor, he has been too much better than the cumbersome Lester heavy armor (from the Noxus Black Guard to the Blood Knight, the forces controlled by Lester are all on the path of heavy armor and greatsword).

When the soldiers of the Blood Plague Legion went to the battlefield, Brown, who had been playing in the Scarlet Palace, finally changed into a Noxian-style general armor made of magic steel, and the man sat on the top seat of the Scarlet Palace with a golden sword, squinting his scarlet eyes and looking at the battlefield in the distance.

As for why the new Brown Darkwell still wears the armor of his old club, no one knows, and no one dares to ask.

When the regular army of the Blood Plague Legion went to the front line, the barbarian bloodline who had been struggling back and forth on the battlefield to survive completely lost the opportunity to maneuver, and the heavily armed Blood Plague Legion soldiers formed a long snake formation from the rear, ruthlessly executing the barbarian bloodline who were afraid of the battle on the spot, seeing that the enemy was so tyrannical to their own people, the Freljord people couldn't help but feel sad about the death of a rabbit and a fox.

Cut off the back road, all the barbarian bloodlines suppressed by the bloodline can only rush forward, continue to use their bodies to consume the bows and energy of the Freeljords, from the moment they are conquered and enslaved by the bloodline, the barbarians living in the south of Freeljord have no second way to choose.

There weren't many Blood Plague legionnaires on each battlefield, but the pressure on the Freljord tribes was no less than that of a bear-man shaman who suddenly attacked on the night of a snowstorm and thunderstorm.

Knowing that it would be impossible for her own front to resist such a terrible enemy for a long time, Glenna was secretly glad that she had not summoned the Frost Guard Witch to perform the forbidden spell, otherwise without the Frost Guard Witch, the pitch-black Lakstar defense line would collapse in an instant, compared to this strong enemy, the erosion of the Great Wall of Ice by the blood rain was nothing.

A solemn-looking Glenna summons the Frostguard Witch.

"What did Lord Wizard Loxani say?"

The Frostguard Witch whispered.

"Within a day, the Empire's support will arrive."

"One day...... Will we really be able to keep it for a day? ”

“……”

Seeing that the Frostguard Witch didn't speak, Glenna suddenly asked.

"I remember that your clan also brought hundreds of ice warriors this time, can you let the ice warriors participate in the battle?"

The Frostguard Witch shook her head.

"The Frost Witch has an order, and the Ice Warrior can't take the initiative to participate in the battle."

This sentence made Glenna angry, and the war mother of the Avarosa tribe stepped forward and grabbed the witch by the collar and picked the witch up directly.

"Would Lisandro rather watch the people of Freljord die senselessly than send out the Ice Warriors?"

Caught in the air by Glenna, the witch's already bloodless face turned even paler, but there was not much anger.

"Everything...... All make sense, after this battle...... Freljord will unite ...... We don't need cowards ......"

"Don't need cowards? Is it an unfair war to see whether a coward is a coward? The poison left by the Noxian Empire itself came to the north to plague us, but it was ours, isn't it? What the hell does Lisandro mean!? Isn't she a Freljord herself? We've all rallied to her orders, what can we do to satisfy her? ”

After a moment of silence, the Frostguard Witch whispered a terrible truth.

"Frost Witch...... Lisandro said that the enemies faced by the Freljord tribes were nothing at all, and if they were defeated by such an enemy, it would only show that the Freljord tribes were worthless.

If the clans can't prove their worth in this war, she will put an end to the chaos in Freljord herself, and when the time comes, Freljord will have only one kingdom, and that will be the Freljord Kingdom, and there will only be one empress, which is the Frost Empress. ”

Now it was Glenna's turn to be silent, she knew that Lisandro had been guarding some terrible secrets in the Far North, but she really didn't understand why the already cruel Freljord had to face such a difficult situation.

In fact, originally everyone fought because of a few prey or a lake, and killed some guys that the tribe couldn't raise, and the proudest thing is to unite against the bear tribe living in the mountains.

In such a comfortable and peaceful environment, suddenly one day, the sky fell, without any notice, only a gathering order from the Ice Empress, and the Freljord tribes had to join in this war of extermination, and the Freljord people were enslaved and slaughtered at will like pigs, and their compatriots were killed among themselves.

Glenna opened her mouth to refute something, but finally put the Frostguard Witch down weakly.

Thinking about it carefully, she didn't accuse Lisandro of any position at all, this war was not brought about by Lisandro, and it would not disappear because Lisandro didn't interfere in any way, the monster of the Blood Dynasty was indeed released by the Noxian Empire, but can Freljord really complain about the Noxian Empire when he was beaten weakly? Isn't it because they are weak and backward that they will be beaten?

If Winterclaw becomes stronger, will it invade the Noxian Empire south?

Just like a surprise attack between tribes at night, the enemy's swords and blizzards always come unexpectedly, and he complains that this war is unforeseen and unprepared, but the Avarosa tribe has not said hello when it launches a surprise attack on other tribes, it is time to slaughter the village and slaughter the village, and it is time to exterminate the tribe.

In fact, if it weren't for the support of Lisandro and the Noxian Empire, with the scattered situation of the Freeldrods, I am afraid that there would be no chance to join forces in the Sanctuary of Lakstak, and they would have been wiped out by the Blood Dynasty long ago.

Compared with Lisandro, who has been planning for Freljord's future, what has she been proud of as a mother-in-arms? Speaking of which, he is nothing more than a greedy man who has searched for the Ice Bow for the sake of Queen Avarosa's name.

With a light breath, Glenna turned around and whispered.

"I'll show Lisandro that the Frostguard Clan isn't the only one who has the courage to face this."

Without speaking, the Frostguard Witch simply bowed silently to Glenna and left.

In the face of the attacking Blood Plague Legion, without the need for the Legion Commander to issue an order, the Frostguard Witches of the three major legions of Freljord began to unleash large-scale frost spells at any cost.

Twisted ice pillars more than ten meters high rose from the ground, and the tips pierced the legionnaires' military formations, piercing hundreds of bloodborne warriors in the sky.

The ice element condensed in the sky, and soon thousands of sharp small ice picks fell from the air into the military formation, and the bloodline soldiers who didn't have time to raise their shields to defend were pierced into hedgehogs by the ice picks in the blink of an eye, and the bloodlines who were directly hit in the face died on the spot, and they didn't even have a chance to recover.

The Grand Wizard of Roxani, who was in charge of the Western Army, directly summoned the three-headed spirit of frost and snow with ice magic, and the three-headed spirit of frost and snow cooperated with Roxani to cast a spell, and the blood rain in the sky finally dispersed.

A deep and terrifying frost storm emerged from afar to replace the eerie blood clouds, and the cold storm and snow blew from the northwest to the entire battlefield, the temperature instantly fell below zero, and dense ice crystals and snowflakes blew in the wind to hit the eye sockets and cheeks, and even with the frost light magic of the Frost Guard Witch, the visibility was less than five meters.

As soon as the Freljord's teeth chattered in the midst of the Froststorm, the Frostguard Witch cast a Frost Blessing, granting them a temporary buff to Froststorm immunity.

The thirty Frostguard Witches who had done all of this had completely depleted their mana, and only the Grand Wizard Loxani and the three-headed Frost and Snow Spirit were still maintaining the Ice Storm.

On the Eastern Front, before the frost storm fell, Udil, who had repelled the barbarian blood, felt bad, and Udir turned around and rushed directly to his favorite woman, Gougiya, and turned over as a pig in Gougiya's shy expression,

The strong man hugged the armor of the Winterclaw War Mother from behind, and the satisfaction of this moment was like getting the whole world.

"The storm is coming, Gorgiya, we must retreat, there are too many enemies, and the vision is not good, you know what I mean?"

"I listen to your ......"

"I'll stay at the gap at the bottom of the mountain for a while, you go to the ice city to command the battle, rely on the terrain to defend the front, don't worry about my safety, Olaf will fight with me."

"Udil, I listen to you...... Do as you say......"

The cold woman became warm as water, and Udir pressed her forehead tightly against the woman's cold armor, sniffing vigorously at the slightly angry smell of blood on the woman's body,

At this moment, Udil was extremely glad that he had left Ionia and sailed over as soon as he heard of Freljord's suffering, and if he had lost Gougiya because he had not arrived in time, he would definitely regret it for the rest of his life.

"Udir! I think you're scared, right? Ha ha! ”

On the way back, Olaf happened to see a pair of men and women who were sticking a sticker, and Olaf, who was not interested in the affairs of men and women, laughed heartily, and was about to stagger with the two of them with his double axe, and rushed to kill alone, but Udir signaled Gougia to slow down, and at the moment of passing by Olaf, he grabbed Olaf's arm and forcibly pulled the bewildered berserker to the Guvasque boar.

Olaf with thick braids swaying in the wind and snow: ???

At this time, the visibility was already less than a few tens of meters, and Udir said loudly,

"Gorgia! The storm is coming! Hasten! ”

Kougiya clamped the Guvasque boar under his crotch hard, and the seriously overloaded boar snorted and screamed, and rushed forward with his head covered, and Olaf, who was riding the fast pig for the first time, planted backwards, but was pulled by Udir, who turned around.

was pulled back by Udil, Olaf looked at Udil's solemn face blankly, and was directly stunned.

"If you don't want to fall to your death, hold me tight! Wait a minute, you'll kill you! (End of chapter)