On the top of the snow-capped mountain, where the tall and steep eagles could not fly, a little black passed through the cold air in the sky, piercing the strong wind, and finally making an unpleasant hiss.

This is a crow, an ordinary crow, but it is walking safely in the storm and snow, as relaxed as if walking in the garden. It even falls on the protruding ice from time to time to lick its slightly messy black feathers.

This ordinary crow kept shuttled between the snow peaks, crossed countless snow peaks, and finally swooped towards a mountain that looked equally ordinary, landing on an equally ordinary shoulder. Oh, no, if there is a little difference, it is that if someone who knows the goods is there, he will definitely recognize the four blood-covered axe blades embroidered on the shoulder and the things represented by the wide eyes. That is, the highest commander of the General Staff of the Noxus Military, the Supreme Commander of the Noxus Military Department, has only awarded one person the supreme glory since its establishment. Commonly known as the Eyeball on the Axe Blade.

The eyeball on the axe blade raised its right hand and teased the crow on his left shoulder embroidered with iron blood glory. Then suddenly approached the crow and spit out a strange note from his mouth.

The notes seemed to be squeezed out of their throats after pressing the sound very low, and they were some strange language from which country. After hearing the strange note, the crow replied with a surprisingly low and hoarse voice, as if he understood the previous words.

The man full of supreme glory then issued another low note, followed by a series of rapid notes like singing, and the crow responded to the low and dumb chirping at the same time. The man and the bird looked like they were whispering...

The cold wind kept blowing, shaking the low and mute whispers into chaos, spreading in the empty snow, as if some lonely ghost was singing.

The whisper lasted for a full ten minutes before stopping. The man who had communicated with the crow stroked the crutches on the snow, his face slightly shady, as if the conversation was not very satisfying to him.

"Is it bad news?" A low voice sounded from behind him. The person who spoke was a man, a man wearing scarlet armor, and a man who could almost make a sound even if he was carrying a heavy-looking hideous axe that looked extremely heavy and had almost no sound. There were no more than five people on this continent who could do this, and only one could embroider four hideous blood axes on his shoulders, that was the strongest combat power of the Noxus Army, the Hand of the Noxus, Dryus.

"Dryus, I have said it many times. I hate others talking behind my back." The man with a cane stepped on the snow under his feet. His right foot seemed to have some problems. He was not very flexible in his words. He didn't have much anger, but it was obvious that the man behind him had to stand in front before he could continue speaking.

"Okay, Svein, my fault." Drayus, who rushed from Noxus to the north, was not angry at the arrogance of the gloomy man named Svein in front of him. In fact, he almost gave him orders during the war.

So he really walked quickly to Svein, who was still teasing the crow, without any pretentiousness as usual, and respectfully looked at the teacher's student.

"Kalsas left the Howling Swamp three days ago. The last place he appeared in the Howling Swamp was... Demacia Camp. His latest place... was Demacia Camp. It was Demacia Camp. This time, it was in Freljod." Svein teased the crow for nearly five minutes before he spoke slowly, saying two messages that seemed inconspicuous.

"You mean, we are about to face not only 20,000 Demacians and the remaining old and weak soldiers of Avarosa, but also skeletons all over the mountains?" Drius couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, as if he couldn't believe this. He continued in a terrible tone, "But why, is that old demacian who Kalsas completely broken? Did the Demacians give him milk?"

"What we want to solve now is how to kill them." Svein did not feel nonsense with Drayus at all, and ended the Drayus's entangled problem simply and sharply.

"Do you think they can?" Drius shrugged and smiled a little disappointedly, then pointed at the people walking slowly on the snowy path under the snow-covered high ground and looked at Sviin.

It was the troops of the Snow Mountain Alliance, wearing messy fur armor, holding crude big swords or long axes. If it weren't for the captivating murderous intent and wildness emitted from their eyes on their tired faces, no one would have thought that this was a mob, rather than the invincible army that swept the entire Snow Mountain in two months.

"Being cannon fodder is enough." Svein didn't even look at the men who were struggling in the wind and snow, and said lightly, his fingers were still teasing the crows. Obviously, he had no interest in paying attention to a group of destined chips.

"Do you have a plan?" Drayus was not surprised at all. He never put his hope of victory on the group of fools below who only knew how to cut people and grab things and play with women. In fact, if they hadn't activated them before, the new magic weapons provided by Zuan were indeed strong enough. They probably wouldn't even be destroyed by Ashe if they couldn't even get out of Freljord's western part.

Svein didn't answer, but looked at Xuefeng, who was tall and low in the distance with a cane, staring blankly. After a while, he asked, "When will the assassination team arrive?"

"Tomorrow." Dryus was still not angry. He knew that this lame man was like this, silent and would give the most vicious blow when it was the most critical moment, like a rattlesnake in the desert. "The general sent all the assassination team here this time. Apart from the last time he was killed by Master Yi, plus the newly joined team members, a total of 3,450 people were all obeyed your order."

Svein nodded, but still didn't say what his plan was.

"I'm really not going to tell me?" Although Drius was not very surprised, he always felt a little itchy in his heart.

Svein shook his head, took out a bug from his pocket and stuffed it into the crow's mouth, and started to stagger back with a cane. He sang slowly as he walked: "The early birds eat insects."

There was another heavy snow and snow in the sky.

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At night, I listened to Chen Yonghai singing in the wine and sang along. When I was proud of my life, I had to enjoy myself. Don’t let the golden cup face the moon empty, and the blood surged. Only when I was born with me would be useful, and I almost cried.

There is only one thing, there is no wine around.

pity.

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I just received the notice and the application for Sanjiang Duty List was approved.
Chapter completed!