"My people need me, they need a war mother!"

Seeing that the War Mother Sejuani was at the forefront, Ash asked Jeno to put her back on the ground, and she wanted to return to the army to help boost morale.

The reason why the War Mother is called the War Mother must be because she can lead the clan in battle. A tribe is incomplete without a war mother to supervise the war, it is a game of guerrilla scattered bravery, and it will be defeated as soon as it fights! As an archer, Ash doesn't have to lead like Sejuani, but as a war mother, she must stand on the battlefield!

"Every battle can be a farewell, and I have to let Sejuani know the truth."

Udir made the same request, saying that he would confront Sejuani in the midst of the war, inform her of Lisandro's plots, and look for an opportunity to persuade her to cease the army.

"Those bears won't follow Sejuani's orders." Jeno told Udir to calm down and not get carried away by Spirit Bear. He turned on his vision and looked at the half-bear monsters that were charging alongside the claws of winter, and the bear spirits were popping up on almost everyone's heads, indistinguishing them from each other, and he couldn't help but frown deeply.

"Ash, you wait first, you can't take Avarosa to gain the upper hand in the combined forces of the Bear Man and Winterclaw, we must do something tactical to open up the situation!"

Jeno turned his head to look behind him, his gaze swept over Ezreal Kasha and the others, and then landed on Sindra and didn't look away.

"What's wrong?" Sensing the gaze of Dojeno, Sindra straightened her chest slightly, raised her chin again, and looked at him with haughty eyes, and then replied in a cold and confident voice.

Looking at Sindra's posture, Sarah muttered at just the right volume on the side, "It's still ...... installed"

Syndra naturally heard it, and Sarah said it to her on purpose, but this time she didn't care, because she knew that Sarah didn't have a chance to show that she complained.

"Sindra, can you separate the bear man from Winterclaw?" Just as Sindra was smug, Jeno was stumped by a question.

"There are nearly 10,000 of them mixed with the bears, how am I going to pick them out one by one and throw them aside?" Sindra was helpless, and she would never do such a delicate job. If she wants to pick out hundreds of special cases from 10,000 people, it is better to let her set off an avalanche and bury these people happily.

Moreover, some bear people who are not deeply assimilated are no different from normal people in appearance, which makes it even more difficult to distinguish.

"This ......" Jeno looked away from Sindra, she wasn't omnipotent, and she couldn't rely on her for everything.

On the other hand, although she knew that it wasn't her own problem, she still felt a little irritated that she couldn't help Jeno solve all the problems. Sindra began to think about why she was like this, whether to do this kind of thing, how to do it, it should be according to her mood, and she was actually upset about it now.

Jeno ignored what Sindra was thinking, and looked at Ash, who was clutching the icicle with both hands and becoming more and more unable to sit still, he had to figure out a solution as soon as possible.

Suddenly, Jeno's eyes were drawn to the battlefield on the other side.

The two brothers, who represent Freljord, are finally at war, and although they are very different in appearance, there are some characteristics that can be seen in the connection between them. For example, the thick beard with a knotted knot on Orn's chest is very familiar with the rough braids behind Volibel.

Aoun grew angrier and angrier at the giant bear that rushed towards him with thunder and lightning, and a fan-shaped flame erupted from his mouth and nose, instantly melting the snow under his feet into snow water, and then quickly evaporating into steam.

He hoped that Volibell would retreat after the last lesson, but some people just didn't remember it, so they had to trouble him to teach him another lesson, which was the reason for his anger.

As rage mounted, Orn's large, crooked horns first reddened, then turned white-hot, and finally flashed with flowing fire.

He was ready, roared and slammed his hammer into the ground. His hammer drew out of the lava beneath the ground, struck a ravine, and rushed to Volibel, stopping beneath him. Huge slag burst through the earth, and sulfur and magma spewed into the air, and the flames soared into the sky, and clumps of fire spewed onto Volibel's chest, halting him from the rush.

No matter what Orn holds in his hands, his real weapon is the blood of the earth.

Taking advantage of Volibel's figure, Orn lunged down at Volibel, and a pair of horns slammed into his brother. This time it can be described as earth-shattering, and even the top of the mountain has been shaken.

There was a deafening loud bang, and Volibel's head was knocked back, and then he was knocked down, and his massive body kicked up a thick cloud of dust.

Orn shuffled towards Volibel, the hammer in his hand flapping up and down, and landed heavily on Volibel's strong chest.

The dust covered the sky, the pillars of smoke reached the thunderclouds, and the electric light pierced back and forth in the clouds. A huge thunderbolt slammed into Orn's hammer, and the afterimage of lightning lingered in Jeno's eyes, causing him to suddenly figure out something.

Inspiration is sometimes like a bolt of lightning that strikes out of your mind with a click. He turned to look at Jana, confident in the idea he had come up with on the fly:

"I've figured out a way to separate the bear-man from Winter's Claw, and I'll need your help with Jana!"

"What do you want me to do?" The tense atmosphere made Cana clench.

"Luring lightning into the army of Winterclaw, the bears are not afraid of lightning, but ordinary people cannot. As long as they don't want to be hacked to death in vain, they will naturally distance themselves from the bear people. Jeno pointed to the Bearmen Hunter Lord, who stood in the middle of the bearmen wearing a huge crowfeather hood and bearskin cape. It is the most authoritative bear-man other than Volibel, and is a target that needs to be prioritized.

"But it still hurts some people...... Jana said.

"I can't care so much!" Jeno told Cana to act immediately. Winterclaw will remain their enemy until they are conquered, as long as some are not sacrificed by allies.

"I'll do my best." Cana nodded at Jano and rushed to the center of the thundercloud's vortex.

Cana is the god of storms, and although she doesn't have a strong command of thunder and lightning, she has thunderclouds in front of her that Volibel has in front of her, and she can rain down powerful thunderbolts as long as she takes advantage of this ready-made weather.

But in the blink of an eye, the thunderclouds were stirred by Cana. Dark clouds boiled and a dense bolt of lightning fell, and the shining thunder left charred wounds on the ground and tore open the bedrock of the earth. At each moment, a warrior was shot by a blast of lightning arcs, then scorched black and smoking, and fell to the ground with convulsions.

These bolts of lightning did not disappear in a flash, but continued to connect the low sky and the earth, like a cage over the claws of winter.

Except for those bear people who are not afraid of thunder, anyone with a discerning eye can see that this is a day that is going against them, and if they continue to stay here, they will definitely suffer from lightning strikes. When the sky is unsuccessful, Rao is a strong man like Sejuani, and he has to deviate from the original direction with the claws of winter.