The Presdian Giant Terrace, which had been stormed for ten days at any cost, withdrew the Imperial Army a moment before it fell. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

There were no complaints, no opposition, and the Noxus troops immediately began to move south after a brief rest.

Military orders are like mountains.

Darius knew that this was the absolute loyalty and trust of the soldiers to him. But he had little loyalty to Svein, the person who issued the order, much less trust.

Svein once said very bluntly: "In the eyes of strategists, both friend and foe are just pawns." No need to trust, just obey, or be forced to obey. ”

After ten days of hard fighting, the Imperial Army lost more than 1,000 officers and men, and the first two naval warships were destroyed by the enemy's sneak attack team. The fighter plane was delayed, the first offensive plan failed, and all kinds of low-level and ridiculous tactical and strategic mistakes. These are probably the pawns he sacrificed, but what about the purpose?

Darius couldn't think about it, and he didn't want to think about it. He could only obey, because he could neither see through Svein's layout, nor guess his true strength.

On 4 November, the Empire's 30,000-strong expeditionary force bypassed the capital city of Preshidian and marched 100 miles to Naville, the southern province of Ionia.

Economically, the province of Nawel is an Ionian foreign trade port. Militarily, there is a naval home port.

Strategically important, the empire is determined to win.

That night, the army divided into three routes, bypassing the hilly terrain on both sides, and completed the assembly on the outskirts of the city of Neville.

In the dawn, this harbour city is as tranquil as the night.

Half a month after the Battle of Presidium began, the temple called on the people to resist the invasion. At the same time, Ionia was never declared to be at war.

The province of Nawel also did not do any war defense, and when the Imperial army approached the city, half of the city defense army was still on vacation.

However, the Noxians still encountered a lot of trouble, and the wealth accumulated over the years gave the city of Neville a fortification comparable to that of the capital, and the excellent equipment of the city defense army made up for the lack of will to fight. When the first wave of the Imperial Army's assault failed, the situation looked not optimistic.

The offensive and defensive battles were stalemate until noon, when an Imperial fleet finally appeared on the sea.

Noxus is a traditional naval power, but the word "traditional" is now quite helpless.

In recent years, the scientific and technological revolution led by Piltover has brought about a revolution in the technical equipment of the entire continental navy. The Noxians, who were tightly sealed, could only watch.

The Imperial Expeditionary Fleet had ten battleships mighty and majestic, but there were dozens of Hex Magic warships docked in the Neville Naval Harbor. They don't just have a sleek look, they also have unmatched power, high-strength armor, and terrifying firepower that is far from what traditional artillery cannons can match.

At this time, as long as those warships sail out of the harbor, they will be like dragons going out to sea, and they can capsize the expeditionary fleet with waves.

"Rest assured, as long as the Ionian warships don't go out for the first ten days, they'll be docked in the harbor forever."

Svein's words are betting on the entire empire's military fortunes.

Rumble......

The first salvo of the Imperial fleet was launched, announcing the start of the gamble.

The explosion rippled through the calm harbor, and the Ionian Magical Warship rose high in the berth. Perhaps, for the first time in a long time, these war giants have felt the fury of the sea.

Their sturdy armor kept them against the first wave of fire, and it was only in the second salvo that two Magical Warships began to sink with heavy damage.

At this time, the council of elders in the city, which had been urgently convened, finally made a resolution and ordered the fleet to counterattack.

Navy soldiers board the ship, the power core is turned on, and the range is calculated.

Then they found that the Crystal Cannon, which could only shoot in a straight line, was blocked by the natural barriers on both sides of the military port, and the main weapon was useless. And the artillery on both sides could not be aimed at the enemy, so they had to maneuver.

In the face of the enemy's artillery fire, the magic warships turned around in the narrow harbor. Without unified and effective command, the course of each ship is entangled with each other.

Finally, after the Reich fleet sent out the seventh salvo. Several more magic warships capsized in the harbor, finally leaving room to maneuver.

Turning to a firing position, the Ionian ships fired their first fire back.

The momentum was not immense, but the unfavorable wind direction, the limited firing range, and the uncertainty of the position of the enemy ships made it all in vain.

After another half an hour, the firepower of both sides barely reached parity.

The Ionian fleet suffered heavy losses, but still had the strength to fight.

At the same time, the battle of urban offense and defense seems to be the same.

The Imperial siege troops followed one after another, using the lives of their soldiers to compete with the enemy's strong fortifications and sophisticated equipment.

The city was like a huge iron cage that the Noxians could not enter, and the Ionians would never come out.

Darius sent several squads to pass under the noses of the city defense army and control the high ground on both sides of the military port.

An hour later, artillery and improvised crepitets from the wrecked battleship began to bombard the interior of the port.

The Ionian navy, which had begun to wait for the next decision of the Council of Elders after the ceasefire of the Imperial fleet, hastily responded with the magic crystal cannons and cannons to cover the mountains on both sides.

The mountains trembled, and the roar echoed in the harbor for a long time.

However, several Imperial squads had already maneuvered quickly after sending out a round of fire. Later, the jungle turned into a sea of fire, the mountains were bombarded into dirt slopes, and the splattering rocks caused them a few casualties.

These Imperial Army squads surrounded the harbor a few minutes later, cleared the shore of a small number of enemy troops, and quickly began to board the ships.

Several Imperial soldiers stepped onto the deck, and the commander of the Ionian warship immediately raised his hands: "Our enemy is the Imperial Navy, our mission has been completed, and the kingdom has cultivated our excellent technical and tactical level at a huge cost, not for hand-to-hand combat with barbaric army soldiers." ”

The rhetoric of the crown, the grand reason, speaks of the simplest truth: we choose to surrender.

The same scene took place on each of the Ionian ships, with two hundred Imperial Army soldiers capturing the entire remaining Ionian fleet.

At dusk, the Noxian siege force prepared to launch a final assault.

The remnants of the Imperial fleet began to maneuver at sea, while several magical warships lined up in the harbor to leave the port.

Yes, they finally sailed out of this harbor, but the Imperial Navy flag was hung on the mast.

The two fleets quickly reached their intended position and unleashed all their firepower on the city of Neville.

Indiscriminate attack, the Noxians once again showed Ionia what cold-bloodedness and ruthlessness are, and what war is.

"Noxus, invincible!"

Amid a deafening shout, dozens of infantry brigades charged at Naville in clusters.

The Imperial soldiers, like the city defenders, were constantly dying under fire, but they did not hesitate to rush through the gaps in the walls.

The soldiers of the city defense army prostrate on the ground, and only dared to raise their palms above their heads in the raging waves, looking like timid prey burying their heads and drooping their ears, pitiful and funny.

The sound of explosions ripped at their eardrums, and the black boots of the Imperial soldiers stepped over their bodies. The courage to fight and the glory of the soldiers, at this moment collapsed along with the city walls.

The city defenses were breached, and the fierce street fighting lasted less than half an hour.

The Imperial Army flag was planted at the top of the city council building in Nawel, and under the swords and guns and the bloodthirsty eyes of Darius, the council elders made a decision for the first time so efficiently and unanimously: the province of Neville was immediately under the jurisdiction of the Imperial Army.

Under the remote command of Svein, a military advisor at the Imperial High Command, the Noxus Expeditionary Force completed the first strategic objective of the second set of predetermined plans.

On the night of 4 November, the province of Nawel was declared to have fallen.

The High Priest of the Temple, who received the news, once again protested to the War College Peace Council, and the whole of Ionia still did not declare a state of war.