Chapter 466 Ashe's Despair
As soon as Tryndamere said this, the inside and outside of the tent fell into deathly silence.
The war mother leaders of the vassal tribes all opened their eyes wide, revealing expressions of shock and shake.
They knew who Laxanna was, of course, and what Tryndamere's words meant.
"So," Ashe finally spoke, "you really betrayed me, Tryndamere."
"Yes..." Tryndamere's lips moved.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—
Ashe instantly raised her arm and shot four arrows, freezing Tryndamere's hands and feet in the unmeltable magical ice.
"Drag him away and kill him as a sacrifice," she said decisively.
"Huh?" Tryndamere was stunned for a moment: "Wait, Ashe, listen to me first..."
But Ashe ignored him.
She did not show a trace of weakness in front of others, nor did she act like a girl hurt by love.
Instead, she stood high on the first seat and looked around, reflecting her cold and dignified face deeply in the eyes of every Avarosan warrior and every War Mother leader present:
"Everyone, I can allow you to leave the alliance and stay away from the war, but Avarosa will never forgive traitors who surrender to the enemy in the middle of a war."
"Now, I'm asking you one last time - are you willing to fight alongside me?"
The War Mothers hesitated for a moment, but were still impressed by Ashe's determination and resolve: "We do!"
"Okay." Ashe's eyes were calm: "From today on, you are my brothers and sisters, and true members of Avarosa."
"Now let us use this traitor's blood to witness our oath!"
As she spoke, Ashe used True Ice to condense a sharp arrow, and signaled the guards around her to pick up a barrel of wine.
There was no need to even drag it out, she actually wanted to bleed the traitor herself.
"Hey, hey, hey...wait a minute," Tryndamere finally panicked: "Ashe, listen to me first. I'm doing this for your own good, for Avarosa's good..."
"Shameless!" There was finally a hint of uncontrollable resentment in Ashe's voice.
"You are my only blood ally."
"You... disappoint me so much."
Pain flashed across her eyes, and she raised the True Ice Arrow and stabbed it deep into Tryndamere's throat.
"Hiss..." Tryndamere took a breath of cold air. The cold air from the magic ice almost froze his tongue.
Seeing that he was about to be killed by his wife and eaten as a snack, he finally couldn't hold back and used a "True Whirlwind Slash". He suddenly spun to the side like a top that was suddenly hit by a whip.
"What?" Ash was slightly stunned.
She had clearly sealed Tryndamere's hands and feet with True Ice, so how could he still move his body out of thin air?
No, it wasn't him who was moving. It was...
"Wind?" Ashe was puzzled.
"Sigh..." Tryndamere moved his neck with lingering fear.
There was a deep cut on it from Ashe's arrow. Fortunately, he had the immortal body blessed by the Boar God, so the wound could heal quickly.
Otherwise, this one blow would be enough to make him bleed slowly like slaughtering a pig.
"Ashe..." Tryndamere sighed helplessly.
He knew that he could no longer resolve the conflict with words alone.
That's right... The army is about to set out, and as the leader of the Alliance, how can Ashe allow him to speak nonsense in front of everyone and disrupt the morale of the army?
There was no other way, so Tryndamere could only say, "Give up, Ashe."
"Avarosa has no chance of winning this war. If we continue, everyone will die in vain."
As he spoke, a tiny blue bird incarnation emerged from his work clothes pocket.
As the bluebird sent back the signal, soon...
"Whoosh——" From the southern sky, on the other side of the mountains, a strong gust of wind suddenly blew.
A stone giant as tall as a mountain flapped its huge wings and slowly flew above their heads in front of everyone's shocked gazes.
Soon after, hundreds of mages and thousands of warriors appeared in the sky, riding the wind.
The outposts and rangers set up by Avarosa outside the camp didn't even have time to be used before they were surrounded by the leaders from Silver City.
The Avarosa camp was thrown into chaos. The soldiers walked out of their tents with nervous expressions and looked up at the sky in panic.
Galio's body, which was larger than a mammoth, and the shocking scene of thousands of extraordinary people descending from the sky undoubtedly brought them tremendous psychological pressure.
"Stop it, Ashe." Looking at the chaotic scene outside the tent, Tryndamere turned back and sighed to Ashe, "There are only Germans outside. You can't win."
"You?!" Ash's eyes were filled with murderous intent: "Did you lead them here?"
"..." Tryndamere stopped trying to explain. He just said, "Ashe, as long as you don't take action, they won't take the initiative to attack."
"I just want you to calm down and listen to me explain everything to you slowly."
"Calm down? Ha, that's called sitting there and waiting to die!" Ashe clenched the True Ice Bow in her hand, her voice extremely cold: "Avarosa will not surrender! I will not be like you, serving that noble lady from Debon as a dog!"
"There is no point in talking any more. Tell your new master to come, traitor!"
She cursed Tryndamere harshly.
Tryndamere had no choice but to sigh to the blue bird incarnation: "There is no other way. Let's do it first."
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone present felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
They clenched their weapons and looked up vigilantly at the giant in the sky and the terrifying group of "Wind Elemental Mages".
Sure enough, a howling gale blew in the air again.
The Avarosan warriors and war mothers from various tribes present could not help but tense their bodies nervously.
They rarely fight against aerial enemies.
Now faced with so many flying units, including a terrifying giant like Galio, even these brave warriors would feel helpless.
How to stop this strong wind from the sky? Everyone was thinking about this with a headache.
But surprisingly...
"What is that?" Everyone waited for a while before realizing in shock that this strong wind had no attack power at all.
It just slowly descended from the air carrying countless heavy boxes.
"Be careful!" Ashe's heart sank when she saw the boxes falling like raindrops.
Although she had never seen an aerial bomb, she had learned the tactics of carpet bombing without any instruction: "Those Southerners have a weapon that explodes. Watch out for those boxes blowing up!"
After Ashe said this, everyone in the tent became even more nervous.
The tribal warriors further away did not need her to remind them. No one would take the initiative to approach the suspicious boxes dropped by the enemy, and everyone was cautiously dodging.
However, amidst this panic and chaos...
"Crack--" Several wooden boxes hit the rocks when they fell to the ground.
They rolled on the ground for a few times, and then the lid snapped open, revealing the contents of the box...
"This is..." The warriors from various tribes seemed to be trapped at the same time.
They swallowed subconsciously: "Food?"
Yes, the boxes were filled with oats, wheat, potatoes and other such foods, which were the most precious foods on the ice field.
"Food! Really food!" Avarosa's military discipline collapsed in an instant.
Everyone looked at the boxes on the ground in disbelief, and then tried to estimate in their minds...how much food was there on the ground.
They couldn't even count them, because the Demacians flying in the sky were still dropping supplies continuously.
The food, which was more precious than gold in the eyes , was falling from the sky like rain.
Everyone was stunned.
Inside the big tent, the war mother leaders from various tribes all swallowed unconsciously at this shocking scene.
Everyone couldn't help but estimate how long this food would last for their tribe and how long it would bring them peace.
"This..." Ashe's face turned pale instantly.
She knew that she had probably already lost.
Sure enough, next, a noble girl with blonde hair and blue eyes who looked like a leader slowly descended from the sky.
She harnessed the air currents to amplify her voice, sending her words to the ears of every Iceman present: "Everyone, I am the Lord of Mithril City, Laxana Crownguard."
"Stop the war, everyone. We have no intention of being enemies with the Icemen, and the gates of Mithril City will always be open to the Icemen."
"This war is meaningless! We are not the enemy!"
Laxana's shout might not have been very brilliant, but combined with the rain of food slowly falling from the sky, it immediately caused a huge psychological impact on all the Freljord people present.
The war mothers of each tribe had their eyes fixed on the boxes, unable to move away.
Although they have not yet abandoned their loyalty to Ashe, but...
Lux quickly shouted again: "My fellow Freljord brothers, I know you still have misunderstandings and concerns about us."
"If you are willing to trust us, we certainly welcome you to go south. If you still have concerns about us, then I will not force you to return to Secret Silver City."
"The food here is enough for you to survive this long winter."
"You can take these food and leave here safely."
Lux threw out a whole set of Whiffle meals, which instantly destroyed the morale of the Avarosan Alliance - of course, considering the plight of the ice people who could starve to death at any time, these foods could actually be understood as "humanitarian aid."
In short, the Freljord people fear this move the most.
They were already in a dangerous situation where the Crystal was attacked by the Winter Claw, and there was no way to retreat.
Now, Galio and the leading army of the Debon branch are pressing down on them with the momentum of a dark cloud covering a city.
Surrender and have bread;
If you run away, you will get travel expenses;
In the battle, you have to fight a group of extraordinary people who are difficult to deal with at first glance, and you also have to face the "Magic Gundam" with swords and spears.
Even if they won, they could only repel Lux's attack. Demacia was a large country with a huge army stationed on the other side of the mountain.
If they lose, they will have no way out . With the German soldiers in front of them and the Winter Claw behind them, they have no hope of turning the tables.
So how should they choose?
Should I eat bread or get a slap from Galio?
The answer is self-evident.
The Avarosa tribe's true warriors were still shaken in their hearts.
The war mother leaders of the vassal tribes only thought about it for a while, then looked at Ashe helplessly and guiltily: "War Mother Ashe, I'm sorry..."
"For the continuation of the tribe, we have no other choice."
Ashe: “…”
"Ashe, surrender." Tryndamere said at the right time: "Avarosa has already lost."
"If you persist any longer, it will only increase casualties in vain."
"Shut up!" Ashe looked over with gritted teeth. She didn't hate those war mothers who had to betray, but she hated Tryndamere.
"Ashe, think about our tribe." Tryndamere continued to persuade: "The children we left behind, the people you want to protect."
"They are still facing the threat of the Winter's Claw. And now the only ones who can protect them and truly save Avarosa are these Debones."
"Do you really want to add more futile casualties instead of trying to save them if you can?"
"..."Ashe stopped drawing the bow.
She looked at the flying army in the sky, and then looked at the war mother leaders around her who were looking guilty.
Then she looked far to the north, at the land that was being ruthlessly ravaged by the claws of winter, the home she had built with her own hands.
"These Germans..." Ashe slowly released the bowstring: "Will they really help us return to Laxtak?"
"Of course!" Tryndamere nodded solemnly.
"Ha." Ashe laughed at herself.
She doesn't believe it.
She shouldn't have asked such an innocent question.
There is no love without reason in this world.
If the Avarosa Alliance is destroyed here, Demacia's goal will be achieved. Then why should they go to the north to help deal with the powerful Winter's Claw?
Ashe fell into complete despair. She had seen the tragic end of Avarosa.
But Tryndamere looked at her sincerely and said, "Ashe, I will make you believe it."
"Let me prove it to you now, okay?"
"How do you prove it?" Ashe frowned slightly.
"Comrade Lux." Tryndamere shouted to the blue bird incarnation, "The situation here is under control. Please bring Comrade Sona over."
"Comrade?" Ashe noticed this new name.
This is a word Levi adapted from the Valoran language, and its original meaning is "comrades fighting side by side" or "brothers in the same trench."
Ashe didn't understand why Tryndamere called the noble lady "brother" .
She thought this guy would call Lux "Master".
Why does it sound like... this shameful traitor can actually be on equal footing with the direct descendants of the Mianwei family?
Ashe was puzzled, but at this time, Lux had already brought Sona without fear and slowly landed in front of everyone.
The war mothers laid down their weapons and showed obedience to their new leader.
Avarosa's warriors also hesitated and dared not act under Ashe's silence.
"Comrade Sona is a spiritual mage." At this time, Tryndamere pointed at the blue-haired girl with twin ponytails and explained: "She can let you see my memories of the past few days."
"Oh?" Ashe was slightly stunned.
Tryndamere wanted to show her memories?
How dare he show his memory?
Although she is not good at spiritual magic, she has the inheritance of Avarosa and her spiritual power is far stronger than that of ordinary mages.
If you try to confuse her with tricks like illusion, she will see through it instantly.
But even so, Tryndamere still dared to show his memory.
Could it be that this little blue-haired girl whose face is so tender that it seems like water can be squeezed out of it is actually an old witch who is so powerful that she is against the will of heaven?
Or...
"Are they really good people?" Ashe looked at her traitorous husband in disbelief. "Are you really surrendering to them for the sake of Avarosa?"
"You'll understand once you see it." While using his ultimate, Tryndamere bravely took Ashe's hand.
Ashe hesitated for a moment, but still waved her hand to remove the frozen ice on his arm, and held his hand again.
"Comrade Sona, let's begin." Tryndamere gestured.
"Hmm." Sona gently stroked the guqin, using music to perform wonderful soul magic.
Everything that Tryndamere had experienced in the past few days instantly reappeared in Ashe's mind.
Then Ashley saw:
Bread, cake, vegetable soup, oatmeal stew, fried fish, fried chicken, fried pork chops, French fries, potato chips, noodle soup, fried noodles, fried rice, soaked rice, beer, spirits, wine, rum, medical alcohol mixed with water...
She saw all the wonderful life that Tryndamere had been living these days.
After removing the irrelevant content that occupied most of his brain storage space, Ashe finally saw what Tryndamere wanted her to see:
"Wind Leader?" Ashe suddenly came back to her senses.
She was stunned, and then looked at Lux with a subtle expression: "Are you all working for that Leader Association, not the Kingdom of Demacia?"
"Yes." Lux and Sona both nodded solemnly.
"You... really want to help us, help Freljord?" Ashe murmured.
Of course, Tryndamere's cursory memory scenes could not allow her to understand Janna's theory instantly.
But she understood at least one thing:
These people are leaders. And leaders believe in a good god, so they are really good people, good people with faith verification.
They are not playing a Cold War trick to deliberately dismantle the Avarosan Alliance.
They truly want to help the Freljord, and all those who are suffering.
"Yes, what you see is true." Lux showed her thread of faith.
She took the initiative to extend her hand to Ashley: "Ms. Ashley, I hope you can become our friend too."
"..."Ashe hesitated again.
She couldn't believe the existence of these living saints, nor did she believe that there was such a kind God in the world, but the facts were before her.
The leaders are still flying in the sky.
No wonder... Demacia could suddenly come up with such an air force. Even Tryndamere, a barbarian who could only chop people with a big knife, suddenly became a "wind elemental mage".
It turns out that they are all trendsetters and believers in the wind of change!
The hostility in Ashe's eyes gradually disappeared.
She thought of the tribesmen in the rear who were facing the butcher knife of Winter Claw, and thought of her own desperate situation:
The husband stabbed her in the back, the thief was sent home, the leader descended from the sky, and all the tribes surrendered...
Finally, Ashe slowly stretched out her hand and shook it with Lux: "Ms. Luxana, I... am willing to cooperate."
