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The defenders of Ionia have been fighting with the Noxian army, and the warriors who are almost in a desperate situation let out a low roar, no matter which side has the advantage, as the frontline warriors, death is close at hand, all they can do is fight and keep killing the enemy in front of them, so that they are more likely to survive this battle.

There was not a trace of waves in the eyes under the mask.

It's like an ancient well without waves.

Kenan stood aside with a kunai engraved with a thunderbolt spell in his hand, but with his yodel height, he couldn't see Shen's gaze, and he only looked at the battle situation ahead.

Shen's lips opened slightly, "The balance has been disrupted. ”

Kenan couldn't help but think of a quote from the sectarian texts about Twilight: Twilight's eyes do not see the despair of their victims, but only the elegance of balance and harmony.

In the corner of his eye, he swept past the figure that flew by.

The left leg was bent in front of him, the right leg was tense, and the vigorous movement looked as if he was using some kind of force to push the body forward, and his hands were on the grips of the two short swords that protruded from the sides of his shoulders.

He was on.

Kenan looked at the armored figure, as if it had glided gracefully through the void, through the crowd, and the hands on the hilt of the sword suddenly clenched.

A pair of short swords are unsheathed, and each swing is an extremely precise slash.

Or stab or slash, as if the weakness of the armor can be caught in the eye at a glance, and the sharp blade directly sinks into the crack of the armor, killing with one sword.

Although he is heavily armored and fully armed, he is still a ninja, and even Twilight Eyes, whose mission is to protect him, is determined to kill his enemies first.

This is the duty of the denomination, so why feel sad?

Kenan shook his head, and his short body wrapped in tight leather armor turned into a noisy flash of lightning, bursting into the chaotic battlefield.

……

With swords in both hands, Dust fought in the chaotic battlefield, and a bloody path had been opened beside him.

At such a young age, he should not have endured the weight of this war.

A Noxian spear opened a bloody streak in his ribs, and despite the protection of his breastplate and chain mail, it still wounded him, but fortunately it did not hurt his bones and did not prevent him from continuing to fight.

The clash on the walls continued, and the blood gushing from the corpses of both sides stained the ground red.

There were fewer and fewer Noxians climbing the walls. The Noxian army, which was known for its bravery, was not good at array, and once the battle was engaged, it became a personal battle, and most of them used two-handed axes as weapons, and they influenced each other and tied their hands and feet.

Their battle was slowly no longer about slaughter and conquest, but about survival, and the Ionians on the walls gradually surrounded them, as if the balance of battle was tilted upside down in an instant.

The Noxians began to fall into passive defense, they seemed to have been abandoned by their commanders, and the army under the city stopped reinforcing the walls and retreated out of the range of the towers. But they did not surrender or flee for their lives, but fought to the death at their posts.

Until the last small group of Noxians fell one after another, from the high wall**, and smashed on the ground outside the city.

Wukong leaned on the battlements, wiping his sweaty head, but the blood and dirt on his hands wiped the hairy monkey's head more and more. Irelia wiped the filth from her sword with a rag to keep the blade from rusting, and the bright women's armor was covered in blood.

However, the thin sword in Reginald's hand was as bright as ever, as if it would not be stained with blood.

"It's over?"

"For the time being." Reginard said. In fact, there was an irrepressible excitement in his heart, and he thought that he would give up the first wall on the first day. "Noxus is just trying to see where these soldiers were recruited from on a makeshift basis, and they don't even have the equipment. I'm afraid tomorrow will be the real attack! ”

It's a pity he was wrong.

Before sunset, when the Ionians finally returned the Noxian legions to their siege camp, the Noxians launched a total of four attacks.

The weary soldiers lay on the bloody ramparts, their armor and weapons on the ground, and they did not have the strength to deal with the piles of corpses.

It was a long time before Reginard yelled at a squad of soldiers to dispose of them. The corpses were thrown along the walls, and those who survived were summarily executed and then thrown on the hard ground outside the city.

Reginard rubbed his eyes, every muscle of his body was so hot that he couldn't even move his steps. It's no wonder that warriors always despise magicians, after all, such a thing as fighting is too idle for magicians.

The soldiers on the city walls were already on their backs, and they couldn't even shout to celebrate the victory. Some were asleep, others were just sitting against the walls, staring blankly at the ground.

The refreshing effect of the medicine has passed, and now it is full of exhaustion that is enough to drown people after the effect has worn off—the so-called side effects.

Du Kekao hasn't started the main meal yet, and now it's just a pre-dinner treat. It may make them feel that this level of combat is nothing more than that.

It's like a casino to encourage gamblers to make a small profit, it's really a cruel trick to give them hope first, and then send an elite army to give them death and despair in an instant.

He was not only going to kill them, but to crush them completely.

The distant siege towers were sunk in the shadows of the night, the moonlight was disturbed by the gas rising from the apothecary, and the warriors of Noxus gathered around the fire munching on the jerky, laughing loudly at the waste that had failed to break through the walls, and there seemed to be no sense of frustration at all.

He slowly let his back against the wall slide down, and lowered his head, the sharp headache that began to torment him again.

"Hey, weak chicken, are you alright?" He heard Irelia's voice, and when he looked up, the pained look on his face was gone, replaced by a grinning expression that was the same as usual.

"Pretty good. It's just a little tired, I think it's enough to get some sleep. As he spoke, he lay down on the cold bricks of the city wall, with his head in his arms and his back facing the sky. You can also see the stars. ”

"Then you're here alone looking up at the starry sky, it's really fun." Irelia didn't know where the anger came from, so she left very unhappy with this sentence.

Reginard smiled wryly, closed his eyes, and his back muscles were pressed against the city wall through the thin clothes, as if he was a little chilly. If you do this for too long, you'll get sick. He told himself.

But now he is not sure that he can insist on dragging his body and returning to the soft ** of his office, rather than staggering down the road, it is better to lie on the ground like this.

Irelia walked briskly down the inner staircase of the city wall, snorting coldly in her heart.

Reginald's acting skills are really annoying, but she still noticed it. She saw Karma around the corner at the base of the wall, the Apocalypse who had been cultivating psionic powers for many years was talking to Shen of the Ninja Sect at this time, and there was another person present.

The man had a sharp-beaked monkey cheeks, which was a bit handsome, but at first glance, it always seemed that people didn't look like a good person.

"Sister Karma." Ellie called out to her.

Karma was frowning, thinking, and finally showed a very embarrassed look, and replied cautiously: "This matter, forget it." We cannot afford to risk that. Then she threw the strange man a purse. Thanks for the inch, now you can go. ”

The man also quickly thanked him and left.

"What, what's the matter with me?" With this done, Karma looked at Irelia.

"Well, I want you to check out that Reginald guy. He may be in some trouble right now. She said that the expression in her words was also unclear, in fact, she was also confused about the situation of Reginald, maybe Ahri would know more about him-

Really, when will that little fox come and take care of this troublesome fellow?

I complained in my heart.

But deep down, there is no way to be sure that his will has come. Really, what are you thinking?

"Oh." Karma responded, and before leaving for the city wall, he did not forget to repeat his meaning to the ninja who was dressed in clothes: "At least I think this matter is a trap, and you must not act rashly until I or Reginad give the order." ”

Her expression was serious, and Irelia couldn't help but wonder what they had been talking about, and what kind of "information" the man who had made a bad impression on her had provided them.

"What the hell are you talking about?" On the way, Irelia finally couldn't help but ask Karma.

So the Apocalypse, who usually always looks like "the secret of heaven cannot be revealed", replied to her mysteriously:

"Nothing."