Yasuo finally decided to try Sejuani's opinion - anyway, it was confirmed that Hearth was in the east, and he had to go east to return to Noxus. It wouldn't hurt to give it a try...

As a witness, Sejuani happily ran to cut off the loser's head and began to help Yasuo publicize his achievements in the Freljordian way.

What, you ask how the Freljordians do propaganda?

It's simple, just go drinking in a community and tell the whole story at the wine table!

You know, Yasuo is not bragging, he really has the brains of a loser.

During this period, some guys who drank too much horse urine tried to challenge Yasuo, but without exception, they were pushed to the ground and rubbed by Yasuo...

It is really rubbing against the ground. Anyone who drinks too much and challenges Yasuo can sleep peacefully if his attitude is good. If his mouth is not clean, he will be knocked down and turned into human flesh.

Mop, mop the floor in the newly civilized Freljord.

Considering that there are many grumpy people in the Freljord, Yasuo did a good job as a cleaner and made an important contribution to cleaning up the Freljord's wild areas.

In this way, after drinking and fighting all the way, Yasuo's reputation as the "Lost Killer" soon spread in the Freljord - he had never used the name [Yasuo] when introducing himself.

Just use the Lost Killer.

In order to achieve a good enough taunting effect, he even used the title [Little Wind Genius] which he had not used for a long time. Therefore, after being rubbed by Yasuo, many Freljord people said "I don't remember, he

The movement was too fast, just like Breath of Anivia after winter."

Therefore, in addition to "Lost Slayer", Yasuo also has a longer and more powerful title - "Anivia's Lament".

……………………

After passing another settlement, Yasuo once again rubbed against a few guys who challenged him after drinking too much.

On the sled, the lost man's head was almost rotting - although there was a Zhenbing tomahawk to "cold" it, the two of them had been running for more than half a month, and a Zhenbing tomahawk was obviously not enough to preserve these dozen or so people.

A brain...

"Will Ornn's followers really notice this?" Yasuo got on the sled again and set off, somewhat doubting Sejuani's statement, "Or... the Flame of the Hidden Mountain doesn't have many followers at all.

?”

Facing Yasuo's question, Sejuani was also a little embarrassed - she really thought this was feasible, and ended up getting into a lot of fights along the way, but what she wanted didn't happen. For the vast Freljor

In Germany, the time it takes for a news to spread...that's simply too long.

"Maybe we should try with the Notai people." Faced with Yasuo's doubts, Sejuani was a little unsure of the situation, "They are the best at spreading news - those guys in caravans can

Stories are made into songs.”

"Notai?" Yasuo had obviously never heard of this name. "It sounds okay...but the question is, where are the Notais?"

"They will move around the Freljord in caravans, heading east when winter comes, and west starting from Name Day... If we count the time, we should meet them soon!"

"..."

Yasuo glanced at Sejuani hesitantly - the other person looked confident, not looking for an excuse to fool him at all, and the name "Notai" was indeed familiar to him, but Yasuo didn't

I just remember hearing it somewhere.

Then... try again?

With this in mind, while Yasuo continued to drink and fight, he also began to inquire about the traces of the Notai people.

Compared with the elusive Hearth, the Nuotai people were not mysterious - three days later, they saw a caravan walking on the road in the direction of Frostguard Fortress.

It's a Notai!

From a distance, Yasuo saw Jukar pulling a caravan. These tall beasts looked a bit like yaks, but were much larger than yaks. Their thick long hair hung on the ground and their broad hooves

This allows them to pull heavy caravans without getting stuck in the mud.

A gust of wind blew, and the smell of Jukal's body made Yasuo feel suffocated for a while - but Erha became excited. If it hadn't been pulling the sled, I'm afraid it would have tried to pounce on it...

"Speed ​​up!" Yasuo greeted, "Hurry up and follow - before it gets dark!"

It's a pity that although Jukar looks clumsy, his speed is really not slow. On this complicated mountain road, Erha's speed is not much faster than them!

In this way, it was not until nightfall, when the sky was filled with stars, that Yasuo managed to catch up with the Notai caravan.

Then, before Yasuo could go up to greet him, torches were suddenly lit behind the hill in front of him.

Amidst the shouts, several direwolves sprang out, and behind these direwolves were a group of heavily armed guys - they had sophisticated weapons that were not in line with the norm of the Freljord people, and the white-haired Han

The ice bloodline all have perfect ice weapons at hand, while the non-ice bloodline with blond hair and black hair use black iron weapons.

The most amazing thing is that these guys have obvious armor on their bodies!

You know, in Freljord, armor making is not a common skill. For example, the current Avarosa and Winter's Claw tribes do not have any armor and are covered with several layers of thick fur.

It’s already an excellent defense!

"Who are they?" Yasuo asked Sejuani in surprise, "I have never seen such people."

"I...I don't know either." Sejuani was also a little confused, "It looks like - are they still going to attack the Notai people?"

"I'm afraid so." Yasuo nodded, "Are Notai people often attacked?"

"On the contrary." When Sejuani said this, the look of confusion on her face became more intense, "Grandma said that the Nuotai people are the best guests, they have the best stories, and we will give the best wine...

…No one will take action against the Notais, not even the Children of Ice!"

"But now..." Yasuo narrowed his eyes, "These guys seem to be trying to kill them all - they started to surround them backwards, as if they wanted to block all the ways to leave."

"I'm afraid that's the case." Sejuani felt that she had encountered strange things along the way. "They didn't even know how to use it, and they even tamed the direwolf... I haven't heard of any tribe having this ability!

"

Just when the two people were wondering, the battle over there finally started.

Although the Notais looked quite fierce, compared with these armed Freljordians who did not look like Freljordians, they were still a bit underwhelming.

Jukal was bitten by the direwolf and fell to the ground, and an encirclement was forming!

The Notai people, young and old, gathered in the center of the defense and sang ancient songs loudly. As they sang, the bodies of the Notai warriors began to swell, their movements became more agile, and their strength became much stronger.

But...it's a pity that this is not enough to make up for the gap between the two sides.

However, just when the Notai people were gradually falling into despair, their war songs suddenly had a unique soundtrack.
Chapter completed!