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Chapter 109 Fighting Against Nuo and Aiding Ai

Heron knew the future; he knew not only the course of the war, but also the situation in Ionia after the war.

After suffering such a terrible price, this land awakened, but not fully, and instead began to divide.

Conservatives, radicals, and other factions with various demands abound. Some hope to restore the stability that Ionia had before, some hope to establish a unified nation to seek self-preservation, and some are even more extreme, wanting to launch a counterattack on Noxus to seek revenge.

After that, several factions rose up in Ionia.

And what about Noxus? It will be severely weakened, but its size is still considerable, and its new leader is no pushover. It is foreseeable that for many years to come, Noxus will remain the number one enemy of Winter's Claw.

Therefore, considering the strategy of befriending distant states while attacking nearby ones, Heron believed it was necessary to leave a good impression on the forces of Ionia during this war, and even have the opportunity to expand Freljord's influence in Ionia.

The volunteer expeditionary force was the best solution Heron could think of. It did not require participation in the great war; it only needed to assist in the defense of Ionia's important holy sites.

The pressure they face is much less, and they don't even need to get involved in a direct conflict. Moreover, the importance of the Holy Land in the hearts of the Ionians will definitely amplify their goodwill towards Winter's Claw.

"Moreover, this is not without its benefits—our reasons are sound and our methods are ethical, which will bring us positive returns."

What Harren was referring to was the Radiant Virtue standing in the field. Only the core members, including Sejuani and Udyr, knew the true purpose of the Radiant Virtue; even Xin Zhao was kept in the dark.

Generally speaking, morality and self-interest are difficult to reconcile, but with the Radiant Virtue, for the Claws of Winter, as long as it aligns with morality, it also aligns with self-interest.

"—Udyr, how far is Ionia really?"

"It's not far; from a distance perspective, it's not impossible."

Sejuani nodded, but was still somewhat worried.

"So, who will lead this team?"

"I."

"It's you again?!"

Sejuani looked reluctant, clearly unhappy that Heron was going on another long trip.

"Because I am strong enough—I plan to bring only a few hundred people, a small force, whose main task is to protect the sacred sites of Ionia—those sacred sites have more spiritual value to the Ionians, and there's not much to be gained from them. I estimate that the Noxians won't put in too much effort, but just in case, we need someone strong enough to oversee them."

"Um----"

Herren didn't want his group to be there to deliver food; what if they ran into something unexpected?

Moreover, the premise of going to the flanks is that they can defend their home base. The vast majority of Winter's Claw's forces should still be focused on the home front. Needless to say, Sejuani, as the Mother of War, certainly cannot go. Udyr, as one of the few people who can control her, is also definitely not an option.

High-level combatants like Tryndamere and Aura naturally need to stay behind.

As a result, the extraordinary combat power of Winter's Claw, which was enough to influence small-scale battles, is now severely limited.

It seems I have no choice but to come out of seclusion! (Fenghua accent)

"I disagree, this—"

"Shh~"

Before Sejuani could say anything more, Herren immediately made Faker's signature hand gesture.

"Don't worry, I have a special connection with Radiant Virtue, and I can come back anytime."

"----real?"

"I'll show you in a bit."

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After hesitating for a moment, Sejuani finally nodded.

"Alright, let's leave it at that for now—what do you need?"

"Leave the elite troops coming down from the Juvo defense line to me, give me some food to distribute, and see if there are any skilled sailors in the tribe. Also, don't bring anyone else, I only need to bring Olaf."

"Olaf? Okay, that puts my mind at ease."

When the meeting ended, Zhao Xin still walked out of the War Mother's tent with a blank expression.

For a moment, Zhao Xin felt that he had wasted half his life—was he really that ignorant?

Are all the Freljord people like this?

Even though this was a good thing for him, he still couldn't understand how the War Mother could approve such a wildly imaginative plan so calmly.

Even the shaman didn't stop it?

Do you really trust this old man that much?

Zhao Xin couldn't help but recall what Helen had said.

"We're not like the Demacians; we mean what we say."

In the end, Zhao Xin still couldn't understand where Heron's confidence came from—he could only conclude that Heron was truly practicing justice.

Thinking back to Demacia, where he was, Zhao Xin couldn't help but sigh.

Your Majesty, you have made me unable to hold my head high in a foreign land.

Helen seemed very anxious; he didn't know when the Battle of Presidium would end, and if he arrived too late, he would miss the crucial moment.

He wants to be an angel investor, not a speculator following the crowd.

Despite the supreme orders from the War Mother, Heron still wanted to try to stir up the emotions of these two hundred Winter's Claw warriors who had gone to fight in a foreign land.

It turned out that he didn't need to be transferred at all.

As warriors who had just come from the Juwo defense line, upon returning to their tribe, they finally realized what they had missed.

Seeing the fertile land that had suddenly appeared on the frozen ground, and learning about the welfare policies for those who had made contributions, their eyes welled up with tears.

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What is this bitterly cold Juewo defense line? That's a golden holy land where you can earn merit!

Why switch defense?!

Therefore, when they learned that they were going to fight in Ionia, they were not dissatisfied at all, but instead became more motivated.

After all, they are all top-tier Bear Grylls who have survived by constantly migrating in the harsh environment of Freljord. What is crossing a warm ocean?

Moreover, I've heard that Ionia has a warm climate and is full of birdsong and fragrant flowers—would the old Freljordians be afraid to go to such a place?

Upon hearing that it was about protecting the nascent land and the spirit of nature, these people became even more excited.

This isn't volunteer aid, this is holy war!

It is time for the spirit of nature, Haistel, to feel our devotion. Please grant us more fertile land and a greater harvest!

In this way, Herren completed the "pre-battle mobilization" with almost no effort. In fact, later on, he became the one being mobilized, with the soldiers constantly urging him to set off, which left Herren somewhat at a loss.

I, Herren, think you're all being a bit too radical.

Regardless, it's a good thing that young soldiers crave honor.

Thanks to the rapid operation of the Winter's Claws' cohesive force, ample supplies were quickly prepared, and new equipment was prioritized for this ocean-going force.

Besides the standard gear like the Radiant Shield and Frost Shield, everyone was wearing chainmail and the heavily enhanced new Warden Armor, making them the elite of the elite.

The route has already been planned. Before setting off, Heron will pass through Avarosa, where he decides to negotiate with Ashe, hoping she can assist the Winter's Claw in adding an extra layer of protection to the homeland.

Afterwards, they will arrive at the southern port of Freljord, purchase a ship, and sail to Ionia.

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