let go of my anne

It's not that Chen Senran is not taking this war seriously.

Of course he is taking this war very seriously.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have united with the Void Alliance.

Nor would Drizzt go to intercept them.

Not to mention, transfer all his real elites from the East China Sea to Noxus.

He is fulfilling his promise.

Commitment to Burnham.

A promise to Swain.

Regarding that sentence, the country is about to perish, do you dare to accept it?

Promise of.

This dilapidated country that was about to perish was given to him by that lame man.

For this, he paid with his life.

He was hanged at Zhanzheng College without complaint or struggle.

When he died, he was smiling.

Of course Chen Senran knew this.

Therefore, he absolutely, will not give up this city, this country.

Because he rarely promises anything to others.

And if he says yes, then he will do it with all his might.

Like, he promised to marry Anne and give her a grand wedding.

Well, he will do it.

weddings, and wars.

At first glance, it sounds like something irrelevant.

Even, in the eyes of most Noxians, Chen Senran had actually given up on them.

If it weren't for the tens of thousands of East China Sea troops belonging to Chen Senran stationed in the Noxus royal city, tens of thousands of long knives were always hanging above the heads of the Noxus.

Well, Chen Senran has already been pulled down from the highest seat by the Noxians.

Beheaded for public display.

Noxians can accept death.

But it is absolutely unacceptable to be put on the cutting board alive and slaughtered by others without any power to fight back.

In fact.Inside the Royal City of Noxus, under the festive and lively appearance, there was already an undercurrent surging.

The anxiety, anxiety and fear accumulated for more than ten days made the Noxus people under the surface, those old Noxus nobles who had lingered for hundreds of years.And the remnants of Burnham's loyalists in the not so peaceful Noxus army, colluding together.

At any time, be ready to start a storm.

Or is it death?

Chen Senran is very aware of these things, he even clearly knows the names and resumes of every person who tried to rebel against him.

But he did nothing.

Because he is going to get married soon.

He didn't want such a festive atmosphere to be spoiled.

And even if you want to see blood, you shouldn't, it's now.

He knows it very well.The army that claims to crush the entire Noxus, and now, is almost really about to complete this arrogant idea.

At this moment, right now, they are stationed less than half a day away from the city.

He knew that they would follow the rising sun from the distant horizon at the beginning of their wedding.Come out together.

Just like those righteous and great victors in countless legends in the past.Take the greatest light to complete the ultimate cause.

Chen Senran also thought so.

At the moment when the sun rises, someone will come from afar wearing armor and holding a sword.

They want to give themselves a big gift.

One, red.Gift.

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Ezreal is ready.

Give Chen Senran a generous enough gift.

His first and last time.

A general meeting of the whole army was officially held.

Discuss about, the last general attack on Noxus.

The atmosphere was extremely depressing.

Although no more terrible demons blocked the way.

But the two previous attacks had exhausted the mutual trust between Ezreal and the entire Demon Slayer Alliance.and peace at last.

Between them, the connection between the so-called commander-in-chief and the army has already been completely severed.

Aside from the fact that no one actually rushed into Ezreal's tent and killed him, there was only a thin line between them tearing their faces apart.

If he hadn't always represented Larivash, the supreme continental hegemony, and the fate of all.

Well, no one will come at all.

But the whole scene was still tense.

"About tomorrow's battle..." Ezreal cleared his throat, which he could clearly feel, and said in a normal human voice, "You..."

"You are not qualified, so you can take command again." Someone didn't intend to give him face, and interrupted his speech straightforwardly.

But still pay attention to propriety, did not use the word power, but used qualifications.

He could deny Ezreal's ability, but he could not deny Larivash's authority.

That is a capital offense and a taboo.

"Oh?" Ezreal was neither anxious nor angry. He raised his eyebrows and looked at the other city-state generals who were waiting silently.

"Yes." Ashe, the more important person among all the people, also spoke, and she said, "We... think you are not suitable for marching and fighting."

She still spoke cautiously.

Be careful with your words.

After all, today is different from the past, even in the past, the Freljord was subject to the Institute of War.

Now, there is no need to talk about it.

But, after all, someone still said what she wanted to say.

"We don't trust you, you'd better not influence us, otherwise..." The man didn't say anything else, he just stared at Ezreal with cold and stern eyes, and cooperated with the half-sheathed long hair in his hand. The sword, a lonely and decisive breath, permeated the entire tent.

This is a warrior from Demacia. Their most noble prince died on the land of Noxus. This is a shame and hatred.

It must be washed with blood.

Therefore, they have nothing to fear.

The white iris armbands hanging on their arms represent incomparable grief and faith.

Swear to crush Noxus! ! !

"What about you? Is there anything else you want to say?" Ezreal remained calm. He continued to look at the other people who hadn't spoken yet, as if he wanted to wait for them to finish talking together before making a conclusion.

silence.

long silence.

It's like everyone has nothing to say.

"Then..." It was still Ashe, she hesitated, and said with some uncertainty, "Did you agree to us?"

Ezreal laughed.

Hear this.

No one knew what he was laughing at.

Then he said, "No..."

He looked at everyone and put his hand on his heart.

"I want you to know..." He whispered, in a voice he had never heard before, "Who am I, after all?"

the next moment.

The entire tent was filled with an air of emptiness.

They are in a tent.

I saw it.

god. (to be continued..)