Irelia rushed to the front of the volunteers, trying to keep herself focused as much as possible.

Not only to focus on the battle, but also to try not to watch the comrades around me fall on their backs.

Yes, when the volunteers gave up the advantage of the wall and chose to actively seek contact in order to retain the Noxians as much as possible, the battle was destined to be one-sided.

Facing the well-equipped Noxians, the attack of the Shangzan Volunteer Army was so weak - no matter how carefully polished the fork used to insert hay was, it would be difficult to pierce the thick black iron armor, and only a few were strong.

Only those who are strong and use heavy weapons can pose a sufficient threat to the Noxians.

As the leader of these volunteers, Irelia felt guilty, but she could not choose to stand firm.

The power of the dragon has its price. No one is sure whether Li Qing can use it a second time. If he wants to make the Noxians pay a heavy enough price, the volunteers must entangle them and never let them leave easily!

In front of the heavily armed Noxians, the only capital the volunteers had to entangle them was their own blood and their lives.

Although the sailors of the Navy were not the elite Trefari Legion, when they put on heavy armor, a charge almost penetrated the formation of the Volunteers - and then, just as the Noxians were secretly rejoicing, more Volunteers swarmed

Come.

Irelia didn't know the casualty ratio of both sides at this time, and she didn't dare to think about it. All she could do at this time was to turn the silk dance she practiced into the most terrifying dance of death, and do her best for her comrades.

Keep the Noxians' attention away!

"Breaking distance!"

"Breaking the military!"

"Destroy the enemy!"

Every time a Noxian was defeated, Irelia's voice became louder. When the Noxian finally penetrated the formation of the volunteers, she also led the most elite team to penetrate the Noxian formation.

The left wing of Texas.

After a moment to organize her team, Irelia turned around and headed towards the direction of the Noxian charge. At this moment, a navy captain wearing heavy armor but stubbornly wearing a sign indicating that

Identity turban top hat.

This middle-aged man was wielding a heavy flail, as if he was planning to perform a wave of catching thieves and capture the king first. Then, before he could wait, he picked up the flail in his hand and announced his name, Irelia's Blade.

Just wiped his neck.

Before the Volunteer Army was organized into chaos, Irelia successfully fought back and forth among the Noxian formations. As the red silk stained with blood, Irelia returned to the gate of Sirana Monastery.

The morale of the somewhat depressed volunteers was suddenly boosted!

"Ionia - high and everlasting!"

As a scream resounded throughout the battlefield, Irelia wiped the sweat from her forehead, leaving a bright red bloodstain, and rushed towards the Noxians again.

……………………

Ducuoer was on the temporary watchtower, holding up the Hex telescope and watching every move on the battlefield.

That Ionian girl really has a skill - even though he is an enemy, Dugall is still willing to affirm Irelia's abilities.

Whether it is leadership ability, military ability or combat ability, Irelia is worthy of respect.

A man of such ability...should belong to Noxus!

Thinking like this, Dugall put down the Hex telescope and looked at Tovor next to him.

"Master, this is the main enemy we face this time - she is Irelia."

"Well-deserved." Torval did not need the Hex telescope to see Irelia's heroic appearance on the battlefield. After hearing this, the leader of the battle mage group couldn't help but nodded, "Admiral

Your Excellency, you are right, we have found a good idea - the mage group will pay attention to it."

Seeing that Torval understood what he meant, Dugall also breathed a sigh of relief.

According to Noxian tradition, war is a different ritual.

With just one such ceremony, capable people in the empire will stand out, and the enemies of the empire can become new brothers and sisters in the family.

Yesterday's enemies will become Noxian soldiers today with honor and mission, standing under the banner of Noxus.

Killing the enemy as one's own family has always been the creed of Noxus, and it is also one of the driving forces behind the country's expansion.

In Dugall's view, Irelia is qualified to be his little sister - although he personally ordered the execution of Irelia's relatives, he believed that if he could catch this person and show her Nok

The true side of Sars, Noxus will have a new female general.

With the ability of this female general, her status in Noxus will far exceed that of the swordsman chief who was born as a big-headed soldier.

Maybe, she can become his political ally?

Just when Dugall was thinking about all this, the Arcane Fist finally took action.

In the prepared magic circle, the group of mages sat down in an orderly manner. Under the leadership of Torval, they began to chant spells - it looked a bit like a choir in the grand hall of Demacia, but it was

Far more deadly than that.

Originally, the battle mage group should be at the forefront of the battle, under the cover of Trifari's troops, releasing spells as accurately as possible, but the natural environment of Ionia is quite special, with elements full and active. Casting spells here requires more concentration.

, in order to avoid interruption, Arcane Fist can only move slightly back.

As the spells were chanted, several giant arcane missiles condensed in mid-air - under Torval's control, these looked like giant dragon eggs, with blue translucent missiles trailing white tails.

, quickly smashed into the Volunteer Army's position.

The average mage is responsible for condensing spells, and the leader of the Grand Mage is responsible for controlling magic. This is the most typical attack method of the battle mage group.

The next moment, when the arcane missile came to the top of the Ionians' heads, a transparent barrier suddenly rose. In the hunting wind, the arcane missile stopped and then disappeared.

Torval was a little surprised when he saw this scene, but only a little surprised.

The great mage knew very well that this defense should come from one person, and no matter how strong one person was, he could not fight against a group of battle mages.

"Continue." Torval calmly gave the order, "Saturation spell coverage."

One after another, giant arcane missiles condensed and formed, hitting the wind barrier summoned by Yasuo. Although each one was blocked and disappeared, Yasuo's face became paler with each one that disappeared.

.

After more than a dozen missiles landed, Yasuo's throat was already sweet.

However, just when he was about to be unable to hold on anymore, soft footsteps sounded behind him. The huge pressure made him feel like a light on his back, and even the wind spirit became violent - Yasuo was stunned for a moment.

After that, I finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Without turning around, Yasuo removed the wind barrier and asked nonsense.
Chapter completed!