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As the Freljord army approached, the frequency of the ground shaking became more and more obvious, and the soldiers on the city wall were sweating nervously.

It's not that they haven't experienced wars with the North, but never on such a scale.

In the past, the Freljord was like a bandit, hammering here and there. Although the warriors were strong and could fight ten to one, there were only a few young and strong men in each tribe, and they couldn't bring all of them out. Some needed to be left to protect women and children.

So often, those who could bring dozens of warriors to rob were considered large tribes.

But this time, there were tens of thousands of Freljord warriors, and hundreds of frost guards in full armor with no exposed skin. The oppression brought by them almost made the soldiers' legs and feet weak.

Garen's face was so gloomy that water could drip out. The soldiers and frost guards were at least comparable to the 100,000 troops of Demacia.

There are only 30,000 soldiers and 500 elite knights in the fortress now.

If it weren't for the high walls, they would have no chance of winning. Even so, the pressure is huge.

"Stop!"

Sejuani waved the True Ice Chain, and the army stopped quickly. This place is less than two kilometers away from the Silver City. If you go a little further, you will be within the range of the crossbow.

"Bow!"

Sejuani shouted, and Olaf handed him the bow and arrow that he had prepared long ago.

The bow is full like a full moon. Sejuani, who plays with the chain every day, is naturally strong. Aiming at Garen, Sejuani grinned, and then the arrow shot out suddenly, making a sharp sound of breaking through the air.

Garen snorted coldly, and the big sword in his hand came across, blocking the flying arrow.

"Captain! There is a letter on it!" The soldier who picked up the arrow fragment hurriedly reported.

"Give it to me." Garen took the letter and opened it. His face was uncertain. He looked at Sejuani who had not moved after shooting an arrow.

"Gatekeeper! Give the letter to your emperor! You can't make the decision yet! Let's go, boys!"

Sejuani laughed loudly, waved her hand, and led her subordinates back to the mountains.

Garen tightly grasped the letter in his hand. After a long while, he squeezed out a sentence from his teeth:

"Rangers! Deliver the letter to His Majesty as quickly as possible!"

Three days later.

Even with the help of the flying mount Dragon Eagle, the Rangers took three days to reach the Demacia capital.

With the pass signed by Garen, they met Demacia III smoothly.

It happened that the king was discussing matters with a group of ministers at this time. When he found that it was a battle report from the front line, he did not dare to neglect it and took it immediately.

After reading it, Jarvan III showed the same livid expression as Garen, causing all the nobles and ministers to whisper.

"Father, what's written on it? Is it news about Garen?"

Others had reservations, but Jarvan IV did not, and asked impatiently.

"Read it yourself, and read it to everyone by the way"Garren III closed his eyes, his chest rising and falling slightly, obviously very angry.

[I have heard for a long time that Demacia is rich in natural resources and has outstanding people. Freljord has been suffering from cold for many years and has scarce supplies. Now we have deployed 20,000 troops to show our sincerity. I hope your country will open its doors, measure Demacia's resources, and win the favor of Freljord.]

[Our delegation will arrive in the capital in a month to discuss trade between the two countries. I hope Your Majesty will remember the way of free trade...]

Jarvan IV gritted his teeth and read the entire letter. A group of nobles and ministers were dumbfounded. At the end, some of them broke out directly.

"This is not free trade! This is a threat!"

"Ashe! Freljord! Damn it! Damn it all!"

"Your Majesty! We must fight back! Lead the army to attack the snowfield!"

"20,000 people? I don't believe that group of barbarians can gather so many soldiers!"

The ranger in charge of delivering the letter couldn't help but said: "I didn't see 20,000 people, but there were at least 10,000 people, and the momentum showed that they were experienced warriors, and there were even many professionals (ahcb)!"

"Are you speaking for the enemy, soldier!" A general was furious.

"I dare not." The ranger lowered his head quickly, "I just want His Majesty to understand the real situation."

"Okay!"

When Jarvan III spoke, the hall instantly became much quieter, and everyone was waiting for him to make a decision.

Jarvan III looked at the soldier, "Tell me the details of that day."

"Yes. "The soldier responded and recounted the scene of Sejuani and others appearing from the beginning.

When he heard that hundreds of Iceborn appeared, Jarvan III's anger had turned into solemnity.

He remembered the situations that the messenger said when he came back.

"Father, even if this is the case, we are sure to win." Jarvan IV said indignantly, "I will immediately lead the Knights and the troops in the royal city to Mithril City."

"Then what?" Jarvan III asked. (To read the exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

"What?" Jarvan IV looked at his father blankly.

"Even if we win, what can we get?" Jarvan III hunched over, as if he had aged several years in an instant.

"Invade the land of Freljord? Not to mention the unknown connection between the legendary demigod and the Avarosa tribe, whether they will bring their burden, even if we succeed in occupying it, how can that wild land make up for our losses..."

"But once the war starts, Demacia will suffer heavy losses. Don't forget that Noxus is still eyeing us and may take advantage of the opportunity to invade."

The old man smiled bitterly, "So... this is a battle that is bound to be lost. As long as we fight, we will lose."

The ministers and nobles looked at each other, their expressions were as disgusting as if they had eaten a fly.

Is this the legendary "the arrogant are afraid of the stupid, and the stupid are afraid of the desperate"?

Anyway, Freljord has nothing to lose, so just go straightThen he acted arrogantly and bet that Demacia would not dare to go to war.

Some nobles who lived in luxury had their eyes flickering and took a step back unconsciously.

They had lived a good life for too long and did not want to go to the wilderness to fight.

"What should we do then? Seeing Freljord acting so recklessly?" Jarvan IV asked aggrievedly.

"As a king, don't be swayed by emotions." Jarvan III criticized him, and was satisfied when he saw Jarvan IV accept it humbly, and continued:

"This letter is obviously meant to provoke me and make me make irrational judgments."

"It's just a delegation, and Demacia can still accommodate it."

"Let them come over first to see Ashe's real purpose, and then it won't be too late to discuss specific countermeasures." []