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"They are coming." I don't know who was the first to shout this sentence.

Everyone subconsciously looked in one direction.

Then, the soldiers of the entire coalition army were horrified to find that at some point, that silent fortress had burst open, and countless Noxus soldiers were pouring out of the gate of that fortress. They are covered in pitch-black full-body armor full of Noxus ferocious bone teeth, and holding rough and brutal black long knives in their hands, they move forward quickly in the narrow and cramped canyon. Swift and gloomy, like a group of life-threatening ghosts crawling out of hell.

Everyone's breathing is suffocating.

It was just this breath time, the fastest Noxians had already rushed to the middle of the canyon. Judging by their speed, in at most 2 minutes, the first batch of Noxians would step on the land outside the canyon superior.

With the current chaos of the coalition forces, if they were approached by these evil spirits, it would be simply...

Tiger into the flock.

The wind howled.

More people began to shout in panic, and panic spread to the entire coalition army in an instant.

Those who survived the bright hell at the previous moment and were extremely close to the mouth of the canyon began to retreat desperately. Some people who stood far away and were only affected by a small number of people quickly retreated into the main force, and more Those near the center, whose legs were injured or even broken, were completely in a desperate situation. They were struggling in a pool of blood, with the sound of stepping on the snow clearly and audibly behind them, and in front of them were desolate and deserted people. The fleeing allies and even comrades.

Countless cursing, cursing, and hysterical roars raged through the mouth of the canyon, and the entire coalition army has fallen into a near-collapse situation.

Only a few soldiers turned around to save those who were constantly struggling, either because of the friendship of their comrades, or because of other reasons, and more people mixed into the restless army and began to look for their own commanders.

But when they looked at the high ground where their backbone should have been, greater panic arose.

Because, they found that their commander-in-chief was missing.

The Avarosans were confused, the barbarians were confused, and the Snow Mountain Alliance were also confused. Only the Demacians looked at Galen who was still standing in the center, and silently held their swords.

The confused people also turned their attention to the only surviving leader, who was also the highest leader before. They looked at Galen, hoping that he could give them an explanation.

Galen was still panting, and he was also wondering where those people had gone, but he knew that this was not the time to think about this question, because the Noxians had arrived.

But those soldiers didn't care about this, they just found that their leader, their king, was gone.

The Avarosans stared at Galen with solemn eyes, the Snow Mountain Alliance quietly put on their saber handles, and the angry barbarians had already raised their swords and roared at Galen: "Our king, Taida! Where is Mill?"

The Demacian draws his sword.

The atmosphere was tense in an instant.

And the Noxians were within two hundred yards of the mouth of the canyon.

Galen was still panting, the still raging howls mixed with the cold wind making his temples throb, and his head ached.

He was really tired, his hands were tired, his eyelids were heavy, and his eyes swept over every pair of unkind eyes staring at him, every murderous big knife.

He took another breath, straightened his convulsed back suddenly, raised the fearless sword high again, pointed at everyone, and shouted in the strong wind: "You bloody bastards! , bastards, do you really want to die? Listen to your back, the Noxians have come, their knives can cut off your heads in the next moment, you are still here doubting with your pig brains Did I kill your king, okay, if you really want to kill me, come on, see if I die first, or you are first crushed by the Noxus." Galen mobilized With the last of his strength, he roared every word of himself like thunder.

Every word rushed into the ears of those who were full of hostility towards Galen. They looked at Galen, at his cloak fluttering in the strong wind again, his upright body again, under his knife-like eyes Li, bowed his head.

Galen scanned the audience expressionlessly, his eyes passing over the dense crowd, the howling wounded soldiers, and the Noxians in the canyon who could already see the reflections on their armors. The sword stuck into the snow and said: "Now, you bloody trash, bastards, I don't care who you were before, if you don't want to die, just obey my order, and block me to the mouth of the canyon as soon as possible, I don't care about you By any means, with a knife, with a sword, or with your ass, stop those bastards of Noxus for me, and if anyone dares to let one go, I will be the first Cut off his head."

"Get out." With the last word out, all the fierce people from all sides rushed towards the mouth of the canyon quickly, like a group of wild dogs who were frightened by the majesty of the lion.

In fact, they weren't really that afraid of Galen. Just now they wanted to kill Galen just because of the two huge shocks in a short period of time and they were completely confused. They needed some venting to vent their fear.

And when Galen roared, they sobered up a little.

They weren't really stupid, and they didn't really want to die, so they chose to listen to Galen, they just wanted to find their way.

Of course, Garen is unstoppable enough.

Seeing that the situation had calmed down, Galen breathed a sigh of relief. If he hadn't been able to deter those damned guys just now, then he really had no choice but to run away, because he was too tired.

But he knew that it was not time to rest, those wounded had to be rescued, and those few people had to be found, including Olaf. Of course, the most important thing was to defend.

If you can't keep it down, then maybe it's the best choice to die by yourself.

Struggling to support himself, he divided his Demacian troops into three teams, one team went to rescue the wounded, the other team searched, and the other team followed him to defend. Galen took a breath and was about to reach out to draw his sword.

At this moment, a hand stretched out from the snow not far away.

Galen's eyes narrowed for a moment.

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