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People fled in disarray, houses crumbled, and stone bullets continued to fall into the town, each time with horrific destruction.

Some things are only noticed after the outbreak of war, and Irelia understands this very deeply, for example, these villages and towns in Ionia usually don't feel anything wrong, but at this time, they will find that those deficiencies are so deadly-

The entire town of Sun Hunter had no walls to defend itself against foreign enemies, and like most villages and towns in Ionia, there were only a few sentry posts, but they were nothing more than a pediatric in front of the army.

Noxus' army easily stormed the neighborhood.

Although the town of Hunter is rich in excellent marksmen and can effectively stop incoming enemies, the whole town is a circular design, extending in all directions, and it is completely impossible to find a place to defend it.

It should have been discussed with Karma, at least with the cooperation of the army, but this operation was indeed too hasty. She complained about the dead weak chicken in her heart, but if she thought about it, if she wanted to mobilize the army, it would take more time, so he would choose to take risks alone?

What's the use of complaining about these meaningless things? Irelia shook her head.

Now that the city had been completely divided, Noxus had sent a legion to invade from the south of the town, and she didn't know if the exit in the northerly direction was clear, but she vaguely felt that this was not possible.

If necessary, the only way to break through is to try to break through.

"Elder, we are going to the main city in the north, where we can concentrate our forces to jointly resist the invasion of Noxus, and it is naturally best to take more people along the way."

Elder Gondor nodded. "I'm sorry, kid. It seems that I have been derelict in my duties. ”

"It's okay." She gave him a reassuring smile, "What we need to do now is to minimize the loss, not regret the past, isn't it?" ”

And the survivors who spontaneously gathered around the elders to escort them also held their longbows and bowed their bows. "The soul of the sun-hunting is always there, and we swear to follow it."

The townsfolk who temporarily picked up hunting weapons to defend against the enemy slowly gathered into their ranks, and they fought and retreated. Irelia was glad that the enemy did not send cavalry, but only shield infantry with swordsmen and axemen. Each round of shooting, although most likely blocked by the opponent's well-trained shield array, can do a good job of slowing them down.

When the shield infantry felt the impact from the shield disappear, and removed the shield to restore the speed of movement, it was the best time to attack, and I don't know how many Noxian soldiers were killed by the cold arrow at this time.

They threw off their pursuers two blocks later, at the cost of leaving a small detachment, of course. They stayed, knocked down the lookout, and smashed it in the direction of the invading enemy, blocking the passage to this side.

Irelia closed her eyes, knowing what their fate was, and dragging her life in the footsteps of her invading enemies to their last breath.

Enough, this war, it's enough.

But it's just getting started, isn't it?

She looked back behind her, and there was already a part of the town that had already risen from the burning black smoke, which had been completely burned after plundering, and it was really the most despicable face!

But...... Reginald, you're going to be fine, right?

If something happens to you, how am I going to tell Ahri?

She thought uneasily in her heart that she had decided to go on an adventure with Reginald in the first place, not just because of the boredom of being idle for a long time, or a whim, but because she wanted to do something for her good friend, for the quirky little fox.

Ahead is the final intersection, through which you are a stone's throw away from the outside of town.

But in front of him, it was clearly a desperate scene.

They were surrounded.

It's a Noxus trap.

Irelia finally realized that she really shouldn't have the leisure to worry about that weak chicken, and now she was worried about herself.

Why did the stone projectiles that fell into the city fall only behind them or on the flanks every time? No one will pay attention to such a problem.

That's right, they are like a flock of sheep that have been driven away, thinking that they have escaped from danger again and again by virtue of their good fortune, but they just happened to send themselves into the jaws of the tiger.

On all sides, there are ironclad soldiers of Noxus.

They have been lying in ambush here for a long time, waiting for the moment when they will throw themselves into the net.

Everyone couldn't help but flinch, after all, it was in front of a life-and-death battle. But there was no way back for them, and behind them was Elder Gondor. Everyone who understood this immediately drew their bows and arrows, and put on a fighting posture, and their eyes seemed to be dyed with a touch of tragedy.

Then let's fight.

In the distance, the general who took the lead in Noxus raised a giant sword that shone green, and from that slender figure, it seemed to be a woman—in fact, this was not unusual, in Noxus, whether male or female, old or young, rich or poor, rich or poor, rich or poor, rich or low, strength was everything.

The other party bowed his head lightly, although they were opponents, Noxus had always had a tradition of respecting warriors, and seeing that they were determined to fight to the death, they naturally fought with courtesy.

Then, with the earth-shattering battle cry, the army array charged.

They were greeted by a rain of arrows, overwhelming, even with a uniform shield array, still could not completely shield the fire of this salvo, feathered arrows pierced through the gaps between the shields, brutally piercing through the flesh, but the shield infantry behind immediately stepped over the corpses of their companions and took the place of the dead.

Reginad was right, Ionia had no shortage of martial arts masters, but it lacked a well-trained military formation, and such a chaotic shooting and rough firepower coverage could be said to be negligible to the Noxian army.

What if you are a master archer? The same can't penetrate this uniform shield wall.

This was followed by a second round of shooting, and after this round of shooting, everyone quickly switched their bows and arrows, picked up the nearest weapon, and ......

Meet at close quarters.

Those who didn't have time to change into melee weapons were cut down to the ground by the Noxian soldiers who rushed forward almost immediately, and the line was torn apart, which was only the beginning of the battle.

The two sides fought together.

Irelia clenched the sword in her hand and stood by the elder's side.

The hilt of the sword was already stained with sweat and had become a little slippery. She withdrew one hand and wiped it on the fabric that connected her armor, but the sweat seemed to grow more and more.

Sword fighting, Irelia is no stranger to this, although her father has never wanted her to embark on the path of swordsmanship, but the knowledge of swordsmanship has been taught to some extent.

But what she is facing is not a sword fight for glory and swordsmanship, but a bloody battle of life and death.

Her heart was pounding. As far as the eye can see, there are life and death struggles everywhere, and the most savage and cruel fights are constantly staged around her.