Compared to the silence of the Noxus and the Yodels.

The howling of the werewolves and the roar of the lizardman gathered together to play a wild and wild offensive rhapsody, breaking the quiet jungle environment.

They trample on the snow, destroy trees, and look for traces of enemies.

Death begins to come frequently.

The Valoran and the Kingdom of Beshilik invested more and more scouts to welcome the battles on snowy nights again and again.

Soon, the Beshilik Kingdom fell into a downturn in war.

Countless werewolf scouts and lizardman scouts left their young lives, covering the bright red snow, and Valoran Corps also paid a considerable price for this.

However, the two sides did not choose to stop, but instead became more and more intense, leaving countless traces of battle in this pale Corkel jungle.

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The night is getting darker, and the stars in the sky are hanging down the blue light.

Timo stood quietly on a small hill, looking at the blood-colored Corkel jungle, with broken corpses of lizardmen and zombies under her feet.

The dark jungle in front of me is like a slaughter mill that is constantly throwing into prey, devouring countless living lives.

This is the war, the cruel death slaughterhouse.

Never change with personal will, nor end with endless death. No matter how great a hero is, he cannot change the situation of the battle alone.

The figures behind Timo kept flashing, either Noxus scouts, shadow creepers, or main ship scouts, they whispered and brought the latest information about the bloody war.

The losses of scouts led by Valoran, the key attack directions of the gnoll scouts and the lizardman scouts, and most importantly, the number of legions in the Kingdom of Beshilik.

"Are they crazy? They actually weakened their defense against the Ailan Faluo Empire and dispatched many northern lizardman tribes to the Corkel Jungle?"

Timo's expression was extremely solemn, and thoughts kept popping up in his heart.

The relationship between the Beshilik Kingdom and the Ailanfalu Empire is quite tense, and the war scenes in Palauthor Hills are still vivid in my mind.

But why did the Beshilik Kingdom dispatch the northern lizardman tribe this time? Is it an unknown agreement with the Ailanfalu Empire?

Comprehensive news brought back by the main ship scout team that broke through the blockade---

This time, the number of legion soldiers mobilized by the Beshilik Kingdom exceeded 100,000, and the mountains were everywhere, with flags flying.

Among them are many totem flags of northern tribes, as well as numerous gnoll clans.

This is only a preliminary estimate of the number. As for the number of real soldiers in the Beshilik Kingdom, it takes some time to determine.

Rumble!

The surging magic energy suddenly appeared in the night sky, and a huge green light column soared into the sky, attracting Timo's attention.

"Lizardman Priest!"

Every lizardman priest is a wise man born in the lizardman tribe.

They are favored by the god of the Lizardman, become god-given leaders, and have good magical talents to harmonize and communicate with the energy of nature.

In the jungle area, the [middle-level spell: perspective] mastered by the Lizardman Priest can perfectly detect the hidden figure of the scout, and then direct the guards to give the scouts a fatal blow.

This is the advantage of the mage profession, which is far more troublesome and annoying than the zombie heavy armor warriors and camouflage scouts.

Timo looked at the magic movement in the distance. Although it disappeared quickly, he still sensed the breath of the main ship scout team.

This should be an unexpected encounter between the main ship scout team and the team led by the Lizardman Priest, and then a fierce battle broke out immediately.

As for the final victory?

He didn't think his main ship scout would lose.

Remember, never underestimate the power of scout precepts.

"Hmm? What does this mean? The breath of legend." Timo looked into the jungle in the distance, and the color of contempt flashed on his beige face.

"After all, can't help but intervene?"

In his perception, there was a hidden legendary aura in the direction of Beshilik Kingdom and slowly approaching the flesh and blood mills on both sides.

"Victory belongs to Valoran!"

Timo waved his hand and fled into the shadow of the night first. Behind him was a dim lightning and dark green shadows, quietly following him and lost his trace at the same time.

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Chapter completed!