As Chen Senran said.

There was still little progress in the war on this day.

Except for both sides leaving a lot of corpses on the battlefield, the entire battle seemed to be in a stalemate.

In addition to the stalemate, there is another bad news: there is not enough food and grass.

After adding more than 2,000 people.

The food that could last until tomorrow afternoon may only last until tomorrow morning.

Unless it's a reduction.

But in such a high-intensity life-and-death confrontation, not having enough food is simply asking for death.

"Sir, Lord Kalma, reduce the quantity, otherwise..." the quartermaster pleaded in front of Kalma.

He was fully aware of the terrible turmoil that a shortage of food and grass would cause.

Karma looked at him expressionlessly. She rarely looked at others with such an expression.

Normally she smiles, but she really can't smile now. She also fully knows the terrible consequences of the shortage of food and grass.

She just moved her eyes to the east, and then said in an almost hoarse voice: "No."

"What?!" the quartermaster thought he heard wrongly.

"No." Karma repeated, extremely resolute, not as cold and honest as Karma, "That's it, tomorrow, we Ionians can only die in battle, not starve to death."

You can only die in battle, not starve to death.

The quartermaster's whole body trembled, but in the end he could only slowly exit Karma's tent while trembling all over, not daring to say a word.

Karma gasped almost completely exhausted. She had forgotten how long it had been since she had given such an order.

She has always been famous for her kindness, kindness, and philanthropy, and she treats her subordinates very well.

But... this is a war, a war in which the country may be destroyed if not careful.

If Ionia is destined to perish at the hands of our generation, then...

I'll die first.

Karma looked at the distant east, the indifferent faces behind the mountain that divided the entire island, and said to himself.

Just when Kalma thought this was the worst news, even worse news came in the evening.

evening.

Kennen, who was covered in scars, was supported by Akali, who was also covered in scars and in a state of embarrassment. He almost knelt and rolled into the tent of the Ionian coalition.

They were brought under control in the shortest possible time.

Karma woke up from her meditation and walked into the tent where they were housed with an uneasy feeling.

When she entered, Balzac was already there.

The first person to discover the two of them was the scout from Bilgewater.

"You asked." Balzac said to Kalma, his face was unusually pale. He seemed to already know something.

"You..." Karma frowned and walked up to Akali.

Kennen was still in a coma. Akali barely regained some consciousness after drinking some water.

"Karma... Lord, God... Tianwang Mountain." Akali reluctantly opened her eyes, looked at Karma, and said extremely weakly, "It has fallen."

Tianwang Mountain has fallen.

A simple sentence, six words.

But it made Karma feel like he was struck by lightning.

She took three steps back, holding her chest and gasping for breath for a long time before slowly saying: "What...is going on?"

Her voice was completely, completely mute.

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Just when bad news kept hitting Kalma one after another.

Another corner of the Ionian camp.

Chen Senran sat leisurely on a temporary stool made of wooden piles, smoking a cigar and enjoying the gentle evening breeze.

"Hey, your Valkyrie is here." At this moment, Graves suddenly bumped into him and pointed to the distance with his eyes with a smirk.

In the distance, Irelia, exhausted from a day of fighting, came to this corner.

She looked at the blind man sitting on a wooden pile smoking a cigarette from a distance. As the sun set, she suddenly felt that everything had nothing to do with it.

She walked over slowly, walked in front of him, squatted down, and looked at him. Suddenly, the little girl became worried and took off his cigar. She said coquettishly: "Don't smoke anymore, it's not good for your health."

"

"Okay..." Chen Senran smiled wryly, touched his nose and nodded, then asked in a very soft voice, "Are you injured?"

"No..." Irelia subconsciously hid her right hand, which had cracked again, behind her back, and at the same time glared viciously at Graves, who was snickering at the side.

"You have to be careful yourself." Chen Senran warned.

"Well..." Irelia used her free left hand to tighten her slightly scattered temples.

The sunset is long.

The wind blows at dusk.

Cigar smoke slowly rises.

The blind man sat on the tree stump, and the woman who had returned from the bloodshed squatted in front of him. No one spoke, and everything suddenly became long and distant.

Like a solidified sand painting.

until……

"Ouch..." The smoke burned to my fingertips.

Irelia threw away her cigar and jumped to her feet screaming in pain.

Graves finally couldn't help laughing wildly.

Chen Senran also laughed.

"Well..." Irelia jumped for a while and said with a blush, "I still have military affairs, so I'm leaving first."

After saying that, she ran away like a frightened rabbit.

Frightened rabbit.

rabbit……

"She is really like a little rabbit." Graves stopped laughing, holding a cigar in his mouth, and said meaningfully, you should love her well.

"Well..." Chen Senran nodded, picked up the extinguished cigar, rubbed it and said, "Unfortunately... I don't like rabbits."

The last sentence he said could only be heard by himself.

"I heard that someone is coming from the east." Graves let the cigarette in his mouth continue to burn, looking at the setting sun, and said slowly.

"Yes." Chen Senran nodded and said nothing else.

"Aren't you curious, or in other words, aren't you worried about what happened?" Graves asked frantically.

"...Old smoker." Chen Senran didn't answer, but changed the subject and said, "Shall we make a bet?"

"Bet? What bet?" Graves scratched his head, struck a third match on his shotgun, and lit the next cigar.

"Just bet...when will this war end?" Chen Senran paused and then said.

"Okay, how do you bet?" Graves became interested and readily agreed.

"I said, tomorrow morning at the latest, there will be a decisive battle between the two sides, and..." Chen Senran said with great certainty, "The fire must start from the Noxus side first."

"Are you so sure? I don't think so. I think we will fight tonight." Graves shook his head and said, "And the fire started from Ionia."

"Okay, then let's see who's right. If you lose..." Chen Senran raised the cigar in his hand and said, "You lose ten cigars to me." After saying that, without waiting for Graves to answer, he said

Got up and left.

"Hey, wait, what should I do if you haven't said you lost yet?" Graves quickly called him.

"I will not lose." From a distance, Chen Senran only said this. (To be continued...)

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