Battle of the Two Cities: Begins with the Mage

Ding!

The head of the halberd and the head of the spear staggered, and Jarvan staggered two steps. When he was about to return to defense, he saw that Xin Zhao had skipped him and stabbed the unsuspecting Light Shield Fortress in front of the soldier.

Even with the magic block that Ryan cast in time, the soldier still flew out with a groan. If the two companions blocked his momentum with their bodies, they would have been able to fly out of the array directly.

The soldier got up and stared at Xin Zhao, then stepped back without hesitation, leaving the queue.

"mean!"

Jarvan looked hideous, and struggled to swing his halberd, but was blocked by Xin Zhao again.

"Do you think we're playing a house? Or is it because of the magical protection that gave you the illusion?"

Xin Zhao in black armor looked stern and unusual. He blocked the halberd with his gun, and his weather-beaten face was resolute:

"If you can't be responsible for your own soldiers, how can you be a general."

Every time you kill one person on the other side, you may lose one person on your side. This is his path!

He squeezed his long spear tightly, as if thinking of something in the past, and the force of the stab spear was even stronger.

The spear is dispatched like a snake, the speed is like the wind, and the shadow is like lightning.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

With anger on his face, Jarvan swung out the halberd again and again. Although he had to be held back, he didn't miss a single shot.

He is confident that his fighting talent is not inferior to that of Xin Zhao, but he is still too immature at the moment, on the contrary, Xin Zhao has experienced many battles, and he is also a young man.

The gap between the two of them, Jarvan knew very well.

Ding!

Swinging his halberd to block again, Jarvan staggered slightly.

At this moment, Xin Zhao did not take advantage of the situation to shoot, but quickly retracted his gun to the right.

Ding!

The silver-white spear collided with the black spear in his hand, and the spear in his hand bent the white spear abruptly.

"what!!"

No matter how hard the soldiers with guns and light shields are, they can't move their guns.

laugh!

The black spear was as fast as a black dragon, and before the soldier could react, it stabbed him in the neck.

If the magic light hadn't lit up, the soldier would have been killed instantly.

Ding! ! !

The sound of the iron crashing sounded again, and Jarvan stepped forward with his halberd and fought Xin Zhao again.

"Cough cough..."

The eliminated soldier gasped heavily, and silently and consciously dodged back from his teammates. He is not frustrated because he has achieved his purpose.

Xin Zhao had already rushed into the light shield barrier line at this moment, facing the front and rear.

He was not afraid, the spear dance was airtight, and he didn't give the other party the slightest chance at all.

In less than a while, the light shield barrier has been eliminated by more than ten people.

"Have you not found out yet?"

Xin Zhao snorted coldly, and when he avoided the spear stabbing in his back, the spear and Jarvan's halberd staggered again.

"What are you talking about?" Jarvan said coldly.

Since the other party doesn't want to compete with him one-on-one, he must be prepared to be surrounded and killed.

No matter how strong the opponent is, it cannot resist the elites of a hundred people.

"Usually you should have a companion who will escort you around."

Xin Zhao looked indifferent, stabbed a spear into a soldier's eye, and eliminated the soldier.

"What the hell are you trying to say?" Jarvan was a little irritated. "It's true that Galen is always by my side, but I'm not as weak as I imagined."

"You may not be weak in command, but in a high-level battlefield, you can't even be distracted. Don't you realize that your army is out of touch?"

Xin Zhao stabbed out his spear, like a god of war on the battlefield, once again forcing the crowd back.

"Out of touch?" Jarvan was startled.

He looked into the battlefield after taking time out of a duel, and was surprised to find that what Xin Zhao said was not wrong.

Due to Xin Zhao's advance, the Trifali Legion and Xin Zhao were separated.

And because of this, the light shield barrier was also forced to be divided into two parts.

Part of it was struggling to deal with the Trifali Chapter, and the other part was fighting Xin Zhao with him.

"As long as we can kill you! The sacrifice is worth it!" Jarvan looked serious.

Xin Zhao's strength is definitely the strongest in the Trifali warband. As long as he kills the opponent, it will not only relieve the pressure, but also deal a great blow to the enemy's morale.

"Hahahaha, I want to see how you want to beat me."

"war!!!"

Xin Zhao laughed heartily, and fought with those who surrounded him again.

On the battlefield at the rear, Cui Fali successfully used the advantage of the number of people to completely complete the battlefield division.

Nearly half of the personnel of the Light Shield Barrier were enclosed in it, and defeat was a foregone conclusion.

On the high platform, Delevingne looked at the following situation in confusion:

"Why do I feel like we're not doing our best?"

He had also worked with, and even joined, the Trefary Chapter, and knew exactly what the Chapter was capable of.

The current state of the war is terrifying that the Trifali Chapter has not lost a single member, but the advantage is almost solely due to Xin Zhao, and the Trifali Chapter has only played a part of its strength.

"All battles are just means. Soldiers reap military exploits, generals reap glory, politicians reap benefits, and the country is strong because of this."

Morgana glanced at Ryan beside her and said this.

This sentence is what she thinks is the most appropriate word to describe the former Noxus.

Therefore, everyone in the empire is well aware that once they stop

The pace of expansion, the empire will fall apart.

It's just that the birth of Cui Farley changed the situation and made the transformation of the empire possible.

Delevingne hugged his arms, and the mustache on his chin was slightly raised, quite unhappy:

"It's this kind of calculating thing again, and the heart of playing tactics is dirty!"

The voice fell, and facing the gazes of the other two, Delevingne smiled awkwardly:

"Haha, I didn't say anything about you."

Over time, the soldiers of the Light Shield Bulwark were devoured one by one, while Xin Zhao fought more and more bravely in the crowd.

Jia Wen blushed, ignoring the cracked tiger's mouth, and rushed up again.

Looking at Xin Zhao who swooped and killed in the crowd. In a trance, he thought of Darius in the wilderness that day.

The same unstoppable, the same he can only watch his companions fall one by one...

Why...why can't stop these monsters even if they change from ordinary guards to light shield barriers.

"Demacia!!!"

He gritted his teeth and attacked again. The halberd swung down fiercely, blocking Xin Zhao's attack as much as possible.

Jarvan knew in his heart that this time they lost, a crushing defeat.

There is no insurmountable gap between the Trifali Chapter and the Light Shield Barrier, and the two have almost the same combat power in his opinion.

But the opponent's leader, Xin Zhao, completely turned the tide of the battle with just one person.

And he didn't have the strength to do this.

The matchup that should have been evenly matched has turned into a gradual encroachment.

Being pushed aside by the spear again, Jarvan suddenly thought of a name...

Galen!

Every time he fought, it seemed that Galen was by his side.

The opponent, like Demacia's sharp sword, led the fearless vanguard straight into the enemy's line, disrupting the enemy's formation.

Galen back then...is it like Xin Zhao now...

Jarvan felt heavy in his heart, and the rhythm of swinging the halberd was a bit chaotic.

Seeing this, Xin Zhao didn't take the opportunity to attack him, but started to clean up the others.

At the same time, pictures of personal power changing the situation of the battle appeared in Jia Wen's mind...

There's Demacia, there's Noxus, there's even the Freljord...

He had to admit that no matter how superb his command was, it was just the icing on the cake.

And the factor that can really change the situation of the battle is the power of the individual.

If Kyle had beaten Chancellor Trefary...

If he can beat Xin Zhao now...

Unwilling emotions emerged from the bottom of Jarvan's heart, almost swallowing him.

Why...why isn't he the one with power!

His eyes were red, and he even began to ignore the teammates around him, desperately moving forward with Xin Zhao.

But Xin Zhao instead picked up the gun and bounced it off, one by one to resolve the members of the Light Shield barrier.

Under his strength and speed, the light shield barrier soldiers had no room to resist, and they were picked off by him one by one.

Jia Wen, who was gradually overdrawn, had long lost his speed and strength. He could only watch the soldiers being eliminated one by one, and his heart was full of resentment for his incompetence.

If he were stronger...

If he can beat Xin Zhao...

If he can easily crush Xin Zhao and the Trifali Warband...

With the last light shield barrier soldier eliminated, only Jarvan was left standing on the field.

clang!

The long spear hit the golden helmet on top of Jarvan's head, the iron helmet flew high, and landed in front of the person who was eliminated from the light shield barrier, making a soft sound.

Jarvan stood slumped with the gun, if it wasn't for the gun in his hand, he would have fallen to the ground.

His long hair was messy and scattered, and he was no longer in high spirits.

"you lose!"

Xin Zhao, still expressionless, pointed the gun at Jarvan's neck.

Just one inch away, and his life would be lost.

Jarvan could almost feel the sharp edge of the spear, and laughed at himself, with a lonely expression on his face.

He closed his eyes and rammed straight towards the tip of the gun.

laugh!

The water blasted around his neck, and Jarvan could feel the pain of the spear piercing his skin, but it didn't go any further.

He looked at Xin Zhao pleadingly, and said disheartenedly:

"A defeated general, what's the point of living?"

Xin Zhao put his gun behind his back and looked at Jarvan calmly:

"In this battle, a total of 23 soldiers were eliminated to protect you, and you only saved 5 soldiers under my gun."

Hearing this sentence, Jarvan looked back at the soldiers who were looking at the shield barrier, with pain in his eyes.

As he turned around, Xin Zhao was already walking back to the line of the Trifali Chapter.

At this moment, the Trifali Chapter had already stood up in the army and welcomed its main general.

When Xin Zhao approached, all the Chapter members stood up neatly and shouted:

"Noxus!!!"

They were just now, in the same situation of a hundred people duel...

With a 5 to 100 battle loss, Demacia's elite light shield barrier was completely wiped out.

Xin Zhao strode to the front of the Chapter, raised his spear high, and shouted at the Chapter:

"Noxus!

! ! Trifali Warband! ! ! "

At the moment when the voice fell, all the soldiers of the chapter raised their weapons like him and shouted in unison:

"Noxus!!! Trifali Chapter!!!"

"Noxus!!! Trifali Chapter!!!"

The sound of the sound enveloped the arena in the sky, and even the Noxians below who were not present could hear it.

At this moment, the Noxians who filled the auditorium also stood up together and gave their own cheers and applause in their own way.

For a time, the earth-shattering noise covered everything.

When Morgana saw this, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and her fair arms were gently raised.

hum!

Black gas gathers from all directions and gathers over the sky arena, from chaos to formation.

The black air condensed into a shape, and a mark with the shadow of a book appeared in the air.

All those in the Immortal Fortress know that mark, even the failed Lightshield Bulwark.

Trifali Warband...

Today's winner.

Xin Zhao and the Trifali warband have won the gladiatorial victory, and it is worth enjoying this moment.

On the other side, the Demacian Light Shield Barrier did not lose a single person, but it experienced a complete failure.

But even if they were enemies, they had just been defeated by the opponent, and they still looked at each other with respect.

The Trifali battle group, relying on their strength to defeat them.

The winner should enjoy everything.

Jarvan stood in front of the queue, listening to the cheers and shouts in his ears.

I have to admit in my heart, even if he and this group of people are enemies.

But if you can serve in such a country as a soldier, it is really a happy thing.

However, their Demacia is not bad either.

only...

His expression was a little complicated. He glanced at the most dazzling Xin Zhao, and then glanced at the three people on the high platform. He lowered his head and sighed.

Strength...personal might...

Thinking of this, there is a desire in his eyes, which is the yearning for strength.

At the end of the gladiatorial fight, the victor welcomes cheers, and the loser leaves the stage.

This was a test with no casualties, but the symbolic meanings were completely different.

When Jarvan and Light Shield Barrier were walking back to the station, they could already hear the voices of the people around them.

The mark of the Trifali warband that just floated has already surfaced everything.

Both sides represent their own countries and are their most powerful elites.

But they, without a doubt, lost the battle.

Not only was their face lost, but Demacia couldn't even look up.

Jarvan clenched his fists and walked forward quickly. He is very confused now and doesn't want to stay any longer.

"Today's battle is my fault, everyone, I am deeply sorry for that!"

Back at the camp, facing the neat light shield barrier below, he closed his eyes in pain and bowed deeply.

Loser, lose everything.

They failed to take the honor of giving back to Demacia.

Boom!

At this moment, all the members of the Light Shield Barrier, under the incredible gaze of Jarvan, all knelt on one knee and shouted in unison:

"I am willing to fight to the death for Demacia, to my exhaustion in the battle against Noxus. May your Highness do it!"

"What are you doing, stand up for me!" Jarvan shouted angrily.

How could he not know the minds of the soldiers, if they die here, then the lost glory can be returned a little.

The most shameful thing about warriors is not that they are not as good as others, but that they are let go of their lives.

He knew that he and others had lost all the glory, but he did not approve of such a decision at all.

It is his lack of strength, not the fault of his soldiers at all!

"May His Highness be fulfilled!"

The soldiers of the light shield barrier below were still kneeling on one knee, and their shouts were more determined.

Jarvan stared at the person below, his fists clenched tightly, and blood flowed out from the palms that had not been scabbed before.

tick tock...

Blood fell to the ground down his fists.

"Good! Good! Good!"

His face was ferocious and painful, and the stagnation in his heart made his body tremble unconsciously.

Every time it's like this, every time it's someone else's fault...

Failed this fight...

Last time he was captured...

In the past he made a mistake in command...

Demacia, Lightshield Bulwark, General Laurent, Garen...

Each of them will stand up and take responsibility when he fails, obviously because his skills are not as good as others, and his strength is too weak.

This is the first time... He desperately longs for his own power, even magic, even forbidden power...

If you can bring Demacia back to glory and win every war...

He is willing to bear all the consequences!

Jarvan pressed his complicated emotions to the bottom of his heart, knowing that the most urgent task was to appease the people in front of him.

His sharp eyes swept over everyone below, and shouted sharply:

"I don't object to you going to die, but before you go, give me a good thought."

"Have you thought about your parents in Demacia before you make a decision?

Sons and daughters, have you ever imagined that the relationship between the two countries will change because of you, but have you ever wondered if this is the result that Noxus would like to see? "

The soldier wanted to regain his glory for him. He knew that conventional methods and orders were useless, so he could only say against his heart:

"The brutal Noxus will save us today? To humiliate us?"

"No! It's just that they don't want to fight Demacia, they don't have a chance of winning, and we don't want everyone to die in vain."

"If the two countries are at war, thousands of innocent people will be implicated, and they will die on the battlefield. And all this because you want to die."

The more he talked, the more determined Jia Wen's heart was.

His stern gaze swept over the soldiers below, causing all the soldiers who felt the sight to bow their heads.

"Stand up, soldiers! Losing is only temporary, try to become stronger, we will win back next time!"

"Of course, if there are still people who want to die in the arena, I will never stop them!"

Jarvan knew that it was impossible for him to persuade everyone below. In his opinion, the soldiers of the Light Shield Barrier can choose to die, but they cannot die like a reckless man.

If someone really chooses to die, he will write down all the names of those people.

In the future, even if he turns into a demon, he will get the glory they deserve!

"Your Highness..."

Under Jia Wen's increasingly powerful gaze, someone finally couldn't help but stand up.

One person took the lead, and soon after, more and more people slowly stood up.

In the end, although the hundred-person light shield barriers still bowed their heads in unison, everyone stood up. Their eyes and expressions are extremely complicated, and they seem to be thinking about something...

Seeing this scene, Jia Wen breathed a sigh of relief.

He supported the halberd that had been inserted into the ground before, turned around tiredly and with difficulty, and aimed his eyes in the direction of the arena in the sky.

He looked at the arena in the sky with complex eyes, as if recalling what happened today.

After a long time, his expression took on a bit of self-deprecation.

anyway...

The light shield barrier, defeated!

Jarvan?? Light Shield, lost!