The Noxians collapsed.

The volunteers used their own sacrifices to finally turn this encounter into a pursuit of death and north.

In order to run faster, the Noxians gradually took off their heavy armor, threw away their obstructive weapons, and dived into the dense forest, hoping to avoid the Ionian pursuit.

Unfortunately, this is Ionia, and outsiders are not familiar with this land, and running away will only make the situation worse.

If the formation can still be maintained, Dugua may still have a chance to gather the remaining soldiers.

But now, as more and more Noxians fled into the mountains and forests, the Admiral finally gave up.

Run, get out of here and go to Talu Bay!

As long as you get on the boat and leave Lalin, there is still hope!

The Guards were still there, and as long as Irelia didn't come, Dugall's personal safety was still guaranteed - the admiral who no longer considered his own image took off his hat, took off his cloak, threw away his gloves, and changed

Wearing the clothes of a soldier, under the cover of the personal guards, he left the battlefield as quickly as possible.

In order to avoid being too conspicuous, the group of them took a small path and climbed over the mountain stream. Instead of choosing the faster but more conspicuous ground dragon lizard, they walked down the mountain and followed the nearest route to Talu Bay.

Everyone did not rest that night, and under the threat of death, they traveled day and night. Early the next morning, when it was still dark, Ducol led the last personal guard to Taruc Bay where the fleet was anchored.

……………………

Looking at the rocky coast, Dugall finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Although the soldiers under his command suffered heavy casualties, and although the Arcane Fist was almost wiped out,... at least he was still alive.

At this moment, Dugall, who had suffered a huge defeat, was even a little lucky that the navy was the unpopularity of Noxus - the unpopularity meant that not many people paid attention to it, and not many people participated, even if the navy was defeated this time.

, Noxus couldn't find anyone to replace him.

You can still make up for it!

The sailors are gone, but the warships are still there. Apart from himself, there are not many people in Noxus who have the ability and qualifications to lead the fleet, right?

Even...maybe he can still blame Du Kecao?

Dugall saw clearly that in terms of the casualty exchange ratio, although his side collapsed in the end, more Ionians died - in other words, the main reason for this failure was not at all

The battle was unfavorable, but the support was insufficient. Du Quecao withheld my support, which led to the failure of the operation.

I fought to the end and achieved an amazing result, but I still lost. That was a crime other than fighting!

When the first mate lit the flare, Dugall had already begun wording the battle report to be handed over to Commander Darkwill. He made up his mind to emphasize the exchange of casualties, and as long as the tone of the battle was set to "fight with strength without support",

The blame doesn’t lie with you!

Perfect logic!

Soon, the fleet anchored in Talu Bay discovered the signal flare - several small boats were lowered. After confirming the safety of the boats, Ducol and the Guards boarded the boats.

Returning to the flagship, Ducourt gave the order to set sail.

"Should we... not wait a moment longer?" The first mate hesitated for a moment, but chose to say more, "Maybe by noon today?"

"This is my order!" Dugall's eyes widened, "Now, raise the sails and set sail - the wind direction is just right, we need to leave as soon as possible!"

The first mate fell into silence, and the surrounding soldiers quickly realized the outcome of the battle. Under Dugua's urging, they pulled up the main anchor and raised the sail.

Unlike the arrogance when they arrived, the entire fleet looked gloomy when they left.

When they set sail, many soldiers came to the shore one after another, but no matter how they restored the flag, Dugua had no intention of staying - in order to avoid the strange eyes of the sailors, he even

I returned to the captain's cabin and poured myself a large glass of rum.

"They should stay here." Ducol murmured to himself, "For the sake of the Empire——"

"For you too?" At this moment, a sudden voice appeared next to Dugall, "Your Excellency, Admiral, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

Dugall raised his head in surprise, only to find that a person had appeared in front of him at some point - and he knew this person.

"Yasuo?!"

"You know me?" Yasuo raised his eyebrows, "That's really an honor."

"..."

Contrary to Yasuo's expectations, Dugall did not immediately yell or pull out the long knife at his waist. Instead, he drank all the rum in the glass and quickly calmed down.

"Tell me, Mr. Yasuo." Under the influence of alcohol, Dugall looked much better. "What on earth do you want to do?"

"I thought you would call your sailors to catch me." Yasuo did not answer his question, but twisted his wrist and moved his neck, "I didn't expect Mr. Captain to still be in the mood for negotiation."

"Personally, I have always admired Mr. Yasuo." Dugall's tone sounded sincere and sincere. He stood up a little excitedly, and while dancing, he knocked on the table twice without leaving a trace, "The more I know about Ioni,

Ya, the more I admire Mr.——"

"I hate unintentional compliments." Yasuo picked his ears impatiently, "Speak directly if you have something to say."

"So, Mr. Yasuo." Dugall adjusted his collar, "Have you ever thought about joining Noxus? After all, with your ability, Noxus is the most suitable stage for you to show your talents.

—Wouldn’t it be nice to not have to endure Ionia’s red tape and monkish servility?”

Yasuo blinked. He really didn't expect that the admiral had such a big heart.

Two people in the same room, within three steps, he was still trying to recruit him to join Noxus?

"Mr. Ducol." Yasuo shook his head, "I think you have some misunderstandings - I am not here to negotiate with you."

"I know." Once again, contrary to Yasuo's expectations, after a moment of silence, Dugall nodded, "Actually, I don't really want to talk to you, because I know very well that I can't convince people like Mr. Yasuo.

of."

The next moment, the door to the captain's cabin was opened, and the first mate led the sailors to file in, trying to protect Ducol and capture Yasuo.

"I'm just stalling for time." Seeing the arrival of reinforcements, Dugall took out a musket from his waist with a smile, "Now, Mr. Yasuo, please put down your weapon."

Things are bound to not go as he wants.

Before he finished speaking, the Leviathan suddenly trembled, the entire ship tilted rapidly at a strange angle, and then sank suddenly.

A gust of wind barrier appeared in front of him, deflecting the volley of projectiles. Yasuo curled his lips and sighed slightly.
Chapter completed!