Irelia's presence made the gap a graveyard for the Imperial Army, and for a few minutes, they lost more than a hundred lives, but they never set foot on the walls. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

On both sides of the gap, there were also a large number of soldiers charging with ladders, but the situation was just as unoptimistic.

As the only armed force in the Ionian capital, the Guards were formed voluntarily by cultivators, but the criteria for their selection were extremely strict. Although it is small in scale, the individual combat power of the warriors is not comparable to the Lesser garrison.

The towering walls made it impossible for the besieging forces to exploit their numerical superiority, and the result soon became a mere drain on the lives of the soldiers, as was the case with countless attacks during the day.

The fierce fighting continued, and suddenly the war drums in the rear of the Imperial army sounded. Another magic flare lifted into the air, and in the light several heralds were sounding flags.

After receiving the order, the main force of the siege force immediately withdrew dozens of meters, and those who remained under the city walls were prostrate on the ground.

Rumble......

The cannons of the Imperial Warship Group in the direction of the Holy Bay were fired again, and the fire was even more ferocious than before.

"Indiscriminate attack, Noxians are crazy!"

The guards immediately scattered to the left and right, but they also had to leave a small squad to guard the gap.

Irelia leaned against a boulder and gasped, forced behind by the warriors around her.

The two squad leaders grabbed her arms as if to plead, "Your Excellency, you can't fall down yet." Please give us this honor. ”

"Glory? But this is death! Irelia tried to break free, but she couldn't.

The whistling of cannonballs swept overhead, and the Imperial soldiers who remained in the gap immediately rushed out and fought with the guards squad.

The artillery fire could not distinguish between friend and foe, and in the sound of connected explosions, soldiers on both sides continued to rush out of the small gap, and before they could see the other side's face, they were twisted into pieces by the raging air waves.

And even for the most elite warships, the most seasoned gunners, this round of salvo still had a small part of the firepower poured into the middle of the Imperial siege troops.

One by one, soldiers were blown away, and stumps and severed arms were everywhere. When a cannonball landed on the siege vehicle and ricocheted off, the surrounding soldiers did not hesitate to pounce on it. They would rather use their fragile flesh and blood to block the power of the explosion than let those sturdy behemoths take the slightest risk.

Under the suppression of powerful firepower, the siege vehicles marched in unison, and finally clinged to the city walls.

The besieging troops charged like a huge wave, and the defenders, who had suffered more than half of the casualties, were overwhelmed by more and more enemy troops.

The battle soon entered the white-knuckle phase, with the Guards' individual prowess on display and the Imperial soldiers becoming more and more fearless to death.

Life is a measurable price for Noxian soldiers, and even if they die now, they are much luckier than those who died before. At least, they're killing now with the same life as the Guards.

The battle went on endlessly, and Irelia couldn't remember how many people she had killed, only that there were many more enemies waiting for her to kill.

The excessive loss of magic energy can no longer support the casting of skills, and the heirloom sword in his hand is just doing repetitive mechanical slashing movements.

It hurts, she doesn't care. Live or dead, she doesn't care. But time really flies so slowly.

The night was still thick, and the enemies seemed endless. Irelia didn't know how long she could last, but as long as it was dawn and her brother hadn't returned, she told herself I couldn't go down yet.

……

Darius looked to the east, and there was no bloody Imperial warrior in front of him, no Sura hellish front-line battlefield, only a glimmer of morning glow in the sky.

November 2 came, and the Battle of Presidium had been ten days long. The broken wall still stood in front of the Ionian capital, holding back the Imperial Army's eastward advance.

Time is still on the enemy's side, is it really a god who is protecting these stupid Ionians?

Darius waved his hand coldly: "Order the withdrawal of troops and implement the second set of battle plans of the Command." ”

"Ten days to capture Presidium, if you meet stubborn resistance, wave your army south." Before sending out the troops, the military advisor Svein said this.

The military order is like a mountain, and Darius does not hesitate at all, even if he is only half a step away from success at this moment, even if he can summon the undead god of war again tomorrow.

However, Darius couldn't help but wonder, who was guarding the broken wall? He passed by the withdrawn soldiers and walked forward step by step.

"Have the enemies finally withdrawn?" Irelia propped up the ground with her greatsword, and looked up with difficulty to see an Imperial general in black armor, "No, a more terrible enemy is coming. ”

Darius came to the city with his black battle axe, without even looking at the guards.

"You are the one who has blocked the thousands of sons of General Ben." He looked at the girl standing in the gap, and his words were only statements of his guesses, and did not mean any doubt.

"What about me?" Irelia straightened up and sneered, "Now it's your turn to die. ”

Darius smiled: "A quasi-hero." You're doing a good job, but you're not qualified to let me do it yet. ”

"Then you will wait to die." Irelia pounced on the enemy with the little strength she had recovered.

【Blade Impact】!

The heirloom sword that had been slashed out with all his strength smashed a spark on the black axe, and Darius did not move, and gently raised his hand to throw the girl away.

Irelia slammed into the walls and slowly slipped down, and she got up and stepped over the corpses of soldiers, step by step.

【Flying Posture】!

There was a gleam of light from the blade of the Heirloom Sword, and Irelia rushed up and slashed at Darius's chest several times in an instant.

The Xuantie battle armor cracked through the cracks, and a rainbow slowly oozed from under the black clothes.

"You actually hurt me?" Darius's tone finally took on some surprise.

"The Sword of Inheritance, hehe, it turns out that you are a descendant of Rito." Darius finally recognized the legendary sword, and slowly raised the black axe, "You do have the qualifications to let me strike now, but at the cost of death. ”

[Kill the Quartet]!

Darius's great axe swung against his body, the swinging black blade blocked by the heirloom sword, and the energy still tore a huge hole in Irelia's right arm.

The fierce force knocked the girl away, and Darius flicked his hand out, and the curved axe blade that followed clamped the girl's slender waist.

[Ruthless Iron Hand]!

Darius grabbed the handle of the axe and pulled it back, and Irelia was pulled back.

[Crippling Blow]!

The blade of the axe glows coldly, and Darius decides to use this move to complete the kill.

Irelia's body bent on the axe, like a poor doll about to be torn to shreds.

Irelia's fingers spread out weakly, detached from the heirloom sword that symbolized the glory and heavy responsibility of her legacy.

Airplanes.

The heirloom sword did not fall to the ground, and with a trembling sound, it suddenly split in half in a field of light. The right half returned to the scabbard behind Irelia's back on its own. The left half is split in half again.

Choke, choke.

With two clashes of gold and iron, the blade of the Sword of Inheritance split and slammed back the black axe that Darius had swung from.

Two great forces pressed Darius's arms against his chest, and the two blades were embedded in his left and right shoulders.

"Count your fortune on it." A wave of magical energy swung up from Darius's body, flicking the blade and the girl away.

Then, without looking at Irelia again, he turned and walked away.

Darius thought of three moves to kill the opponent, and the three moves were made, so he didn't care about the result. Because his idea is a promise.

The mortally wounded Irelia fell on the slope, and an Imperial soldier suddenly rose from the pile of corpses next to her, raising her long knife and mercilessly slashing at the unsuspecting girl.

Boom.

The next moment, however, his head rolled to the ground.

The general's black battle axe stuck in the city wall, and the soldier's fallen head still had its last shred of life.

He made a final expression, his eyes wide open and his mouth open.

Darius walked back and took his weapon, reading what was going to be said from the soldier's mouth - "General, she's an enemy......"

Darius kicked the head away, smashing it into the walls.

"The battlefield is divided between me, but this is only the battlefield between me and her. She is qualified to be my enemy, and you are not qualified to be her enemy. ”

"Idiot!"