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Under the cover of the dragon bird, the imperial fleet that had broken through the tree wall on the east bank began to put down small boats to transport soldiers to force a landing. The battle below the boat was no weaker than on the boat. Under the Fantasy River, the Noxian soldiers relied on advanced
Hex weapons achieved an overwhelming victory underwater. The breathing mask that releases oxygen through a simple chemical reaction and the light leather armor with certain anti-cut capabilities are enough to make up for the disadvantage of the Noxians who are not good at water. In addition,
Harpoon chain guns capable of long-range attacks, the Ionian navy was quickly defeated by the Noxians. For most Ionians, they did not understand that this was the absolute gap brought about by technology.
Experiencing this nightmare-like war seemed to be a response to one's own offense against the harmony of nature. This unbearable curse quickly broke down all psychological defenses.
The Ionians responsible for hewing the ship had no chance to wait for the natural mage to decipher the annoying rune magic on the bottom of the ship. They could only watch the Noxian soldiers coming towards them, and then became corpses pierced by harpoon chain guns.
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Blood rippled at the bottom of the river, but most of the corpses floating on the water were Ionians.
The Imperial Army was like a war beast composed of countless dark red gears. As always, it was taking unstoppable heavy steps to crush all obstacles along the way. In the midst of defeat, the proud Ionians finally understood that Noxar
The Empire's weight.
"General Brettus! The men of the Second Legion have withdrawn! Let's withdraw too! The Noxians' advanced artillery is enough to annihilate our entire army! This battle should not be fought like this!"
On the highland protrusion of the Riverside Mountains, General Brest of the First Ionian Militia Legion put down the monocular telescope from the Noxus Empire and looked at his adjutant with dizziness - whoever carefully
If the planned war is hit by a sudden dimensionality reduction, I'm afraid you won't look too good.
It was expected that they would have to resist for a week to buy time for the soldiers of the Third Army to establish a defensive line in the rear. However, the fact was that they only resisted for one morning and the entire army was defeated - he could not have dreamed of such a terrible thing.
"Then how do you think this battle should be fought? Do you know that once the Noxians land on the east coast, they will be able to march straight into Presidence!? Without this dangerous place, the defense line of Grus Village
It's not built yet, how can we contend with these monsters!? Of course we can retreat! But if we retreat, we will push Presidium into the fire pit!" Facing the somewhat hysterical general, the adjutant's face also turned blue.
Bai, this is simply an unsolvable problem. He doesn't know how to refute it, but he knows that he must refute it, otherwise nearly 20,000 people will die worthlessly here, and Presidence will really be over.
Lan
"But how can we resist on the coast? Since the Noxian artillery fire can destroy our tree walls, it can destroy all our defenses. As long as we are within the attack range of the Noxian gunboats, we can
We can only sit back and wait for death!" The red-eyed adjutant pointed at the broken tree wall along the shore with trembling fingers.
"Letting our warriors die worthlessly under such an attack will neither slow down the Noxians nor cause an effective counterattack against the Noxians, General Brest! I don't want to
Understand the meaning of this! Just because we can't fight Noxus now doesn't mean we won't be able to do it in the future! We are the only force that can stand up and protect Presidian. If we die here, do we expect the coalition of villages to resist?
Such an enemy? General! We must survive before we can find a way to fight against the Noxians!" His fists clenched and unclenched. After several times, Brest gritted his teeth and took a deep breath.
Staring at the Noxian battle flag fluttering in the wind on the east coast, he seemed to remember this unbearable humiliation with his soul.
"You are right, we must retreat, retreat to Grus Village! Since we can't defeat their gunboats! We will fight this war on land! How long can it drag on! I heard that this time Nuo
The commander-in-chief of Texas went out with the army. As long as we can capture or assassinate the commander-in-chief of the empire, we can still fight this war!"... Compared with yesterday's Presidio, today's Presidio is even more beautiful.
It was deserted and desolate, and there were almost no pedestrians on the street. The few pedestrians who happened to be in a hurry were walking eastward with their bags on their backs, as if they wanted to escape Presidio.
The news that the 1st Militia Legion's defense line, which had been operating for a month, was defeated in just one morning, spread to the peaceful and ancient holy land in an instant like the cry of migratory birds, letting every Ionian taste what a disastrous defeat was.
The gap between ideals and reality is so great that any confident Ionian would not hesitate to pick up their bags and embark on a wandering road... In their view, they may die on the mountain road.
It's better to be in the hands of bandits than to be ruled by those evil Noxian barbarians.
Only Jax, who has lived in the magnificent Fidelite, knows that letting the Noxians under Lester rule Ionia may be more meaningful than the Ionians themselves living in confusion.
Not to mention, in the face of the invasion of Mordekaiser's underworld army, Fidelit can easily defeat the group of monsters, but there is no way that Presidian will become the winner of the battle of life and death.
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The Ionians living in paradise will never understand the malice of the dead in the underworld and the monsters in the void towards this world. It is a cruel war that can drive even Shurima's invincible celestial warriors crazy.
Who can catch it?
"Have you heard? After knowing that the First Militia Legion was defeated, Shuoji Temple in Shangzan sent a team of Dragon Warrior Monks to support the Vajra Sect. Currently, the leader of the Vajra Sect is visiting the Wind Control Swordsmanship Dojo. He must have wanted to invite Lao Jian.
The Holy Spirit takes action against the Noxians."
"Speaking of Lord Sword Master, this is a living legend. My grandfather told me many stories about Master Cun Feng when he was still alive... It is said that Master Sword Master encountered the massacre of the village when he was young. Lord Cun Feng relied on
The Jingfan Tai Dao in his hand actually killed one person through the bandit village entrenched on Longchi Mountain. There were more than 300 people in the village. Blood flowed into rivers day and night, and no one could even breathe. If it hadn't been for someone later.
In that land of Shura, we accidentally discovered that the corpses of bandits who had committed many evil deeds were scattered all over the place, and I guess no one knew it was Master Cunfeng who did it."
"If the old sword master still has such ability now, he might be able to repel the Noxians. Let me tell you, we have so many strong men in Presidence, we can't really be defeated by Nox.
The Sass people were so beaten that they couldn’t hold their heads up, right?" Lan
"Well, having said that, aren't there too many people who don't want to take care of things? Not to mention Karma, who has been reincarnated and rebuilt. You see, the Dragon Hidden Ryuu is usually the most conspicuous, but this time the Noxians invaded...
I'm a coward, maybe I'm secretly planning to defect to the Noxians, and there's also the Kinkou, who keep their faces covered all day long and don't know what they're doing, I don't think it's any use wandering around.
, you still have to look at the Brotherhood at the critical moment. Don’t look at those people who do sneaky things all day long. Being able to stand up bravely when foreign invaders is enough to show that they are heroes..."
"Heroes, aren't they? Those people are just killers who are greedy for money. They kill innocent people for money. Don't hold them too high. I feel disgusted." Jacques took a sip of the fruit wine in his hand.
Si picked up the lamp stick containing the eternal flame, put on his hood, and left the tavern.
"Do you want to gain some leverage? It seems I should leave. It would be a pity for such a person to die in the war."
