Tedamir.

No one knows where this man came from. The first place he appeared was at the cliff of a cliff south of Frellzowd. When a team of barbarian warriors who happened to pass by found him, he was already dying. If it weren't for the team of barbarian warriors who happened to eat too much that day, then Tedamir would have been frozen to death before the famous Frellzowd.

What is even more incredible is that when the group of barbarian warriors found lying in the snow and unconscious. At that time, Tedamir was just a teenager. His completely cracked hands and nails had been worn out, leaving only a layer of flesh and blood exposed outside. The fingers that looked extremely terrifying all indicated that the young man actually climbed up from the bottom of the cliff. How much arm strength, endurance does this require, and more importantly, the courage to not be afraid of death?

This discovery made the team of barbarian warriors respect the young man a little. They brought him back to their tribe and reported the situation to their great tribe leader. The leader of the barbarian tribe personally met the magical boy and arranged the best doctor in the tribe to treat him.

After Tedamir woke up and learned about the general situation, he completely ignored his weak body, which could hardly get out of bed, and rolled and crawled to the tent of the barbarian leader, asking him to teach his powerful martial arts and that he was willing to serve the leader for the rest of his life.

The great barbarian leader was moved by Tedamir's strong will and pious determination and accepted this child who seemed a little thin at that time.

In the next ten years, Tedamir learned martial arts from the leaders of various barbarian tribes like a hungry mad dog. He practiced tirelessly and was willing to serve all barbarian leaders.

His supreme determination and superhuman talent were also recognized by all the barbarian leaders, but at that time he was still unknown, like a lonely wolf who was forgiving.

Until three years ago, Noxus was intending to march into Frelljod and was about to take out the barbarians who were as scattered as sand tables to start the operation. Facing Noxus' sharp blade, all the barbarians were silent, Tedamir stood up. He said to the barbarian leaders who were gathering: "Give me five thousand people, and I will bring them back alive."

In that battle, Tedamir led the way and charged and killed desperately. Even with more than ten feather arrows, he still waved the sword in his hand fearlessly. In the end, Noxus, who underestimated the enemy, was defeated and was led by Tedamir to chase tens of thousands of yards until the other party retreated back to the base camp. Tedamir, covered in blood and scars, was already roaring and refused to stop his steps, just because five of his brothers died.

This is a surprising number. In such a big battle, only five of them died, and no one else was seriously injured. However, Tedamir could not forgive himself and could not forgive the Noxus because he promised to take them back alive.

If his subordinates had not been holding on to each other, then Tedamir would have rushed into the thousands of troops of Noxus with one knife, slashing and killing until the last moment of his life.

Tedamir became famous in the battle. His bravery and invincibility quickly spread to all barbarian tribes. Given the grim situation, the leaders of various barbarian tribes gathered and finally decided to elect Tedamir as the co-lord of the barbarians and the king of the barbarians to save the fate of possible extermination.

Tedamir did not disappoint the expectations of those leaders. After quickly integrating the power of all tribes, he spent a month driving away the Noxus people entrenched at his doorstep. Then he led the strongest warriors of the entire barbarian race to embark on the road to revive the glorious path of revitalizing the barbarian race.

A year later, the barbarian flags filled the entire South Freljode. The name Tedamir rose to the sky of Freljode like a meteor with the barbarians. The lonely wolf, which was originally licking his wounds in the corner, finally opened his minions unscrupulously and led countless barbarian hungry wolves to run on the boundless snowfield like a wolf.

Every snow mountain person remembers this barbarian man who is invincible and famous for his unparalleled loyalty.

Of course, these people also include Ashe. Tedamir's peerless rise speed made her feel a huge threat, and she proposed to join the Tedamir.

"What's the result?" Chen Senran listened to Ashe's story about the enemy he was about to face with swords. Although Ashe's tone was plain and his storytelling method was extremely boring, even if the experience of the man named Tedamir was told with the worst technique, it was enough to be attractive to listen to it for three days and three nights.

"He threw my messenger out of his tent and brought me a word." At this time, Ashe suddenly learned to suck her appetite. She kept silent, but went to see the cliff under her feet.

The destination has arrived. The legendary and invincible barbarian king is now grinding his big knife that killed countless people and drank countless blood in a cave below two hundred yards.

"What do you mean?" Chen Senran also looked at the dark cliff, unable to see anything clearly, only huge snowflakes fell in his hair, and it was biting cold.

"He said, I, Tedamir, wanted to insert the barbarian flags throughout Freljod's man, and a woman who only knows how to hurt people through the hidden arrows also wants me to bow my head? It's ridiculous. Let her wash her neck and wait for my knife." Ashe's tone was still plain and terrible, as if the woman mentioned in that sentence was not herself.

"Ha..." Chen Senran couldn't help but laugh, "If I had the chance, I really wanted to have a few drinks with him, it would be... interesting."

Chen Senran said the word interesting. Perhaps he saw a lot of similar ambitions and passion from this man named Tedamir.

"What are you going to do?" Ashe had no intention of following Chen Senran's topic. She continued to look at the cliff under her feet with concentration. She seemed to be more interested in how the man in front of her was dealing with it.

The snow was still falling, and the snowflakes fell under the dark cliff without any echo.

"I'm really reluctant to kill him." Chen Senran's eyes flashed, looking at the silent and bottomless huge space under his feet, I wonder what he was thinking.

Five hundred Demacia stormtroopers stood quietly behind them, like five hundred statues.

The night is getting deeper.

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Even if I scolded me, I would be boring when I wrote it recently.
Chapter completed!