The battle formation has been set off.

More than 10,000 swords were facing the camp in Noxus, and more than 20,000 muskets were loaded.

Under the rising sun, the Ionian coalition, with a strong armor, was as powerful as a dragon, with the belief of winning.

The camp of Noxus was still closed. Apart from the lonely sentry, only the high-hanging Noxus battle flag was fluttering in the wind.

"Do you want to rush to the camp?" Arrilia had already dismounted and slowly walked to the two coaches with her strange blade.

Once on the battlefield, carrying the sword, and putting on the bright red armor, Arriya completely turned into a soldier.

The momentum that ejaculated between her eyebrows completely covered up her originally beautiful face, leaving only the murderous aura that made people dare not look directly at.

Killing intention.

"General Balzac, what do you mean?" Kalma completely ignored Arrilia's murderous intent and looked at Balzac next to her calmly.

"Well, rushing, dragging is not a solution." Balzac stared at the camp in Noxus with bloodshot eyes.

Come, let me see what you are hiding.

Then the sound of the horn sounded, and Arriya took her sword and walked to the front.

The entire battle formation was moving, and the sound of swords and swords rubbed, and every man's face showed an extremely excited expression.

Finally...

"Kala—" At this moment, the camp gate that had been tightly closed and the Noxus Camp opened.

The next moment, a group of silent men rushed out from it.

These men...

Balzac's brow jumped hard, and he looked at the group of men with dead faces and a terrible aura of destruction all over his body, and his heart was filled with extreme anxiety.

Something is wrong, something is wrong, something is wrong.

He couldn't help but signal the soldiers to change their attack to defend, but it was too late.

The first batch of soldiers were already extremely excited and shouted and rushed out.

"Boom--" The surging soldiers collided fiercely like two torrents.

"Tear--" Next is the sound of swords piercing each other's **, and the unwilling, angry, and painful roar between each other.

But the result was beyond anyone's expectations.

The originally aggressive Ionian coalition was vulnerable and was defeated by the Noxus.

Their team was smashed to pieces, and countless soldiers didn't even have time to shout, and they were completely swallowed up by the torrent of the Noxus.

The Noxus are still moving forward, silent, silent, dead, dead, but they are rushing to death without life.

Many people have swords on their bodies, but they don’t care at all. They just move forward, move forward, move forward!!!

Their armor was dark and their aura was as if they were dead, like a group of death gods, returning from hell to the sun.

They are like the undead who have died in the grasslands blowing through the spring breeze, and they...

Just like the Ionians who used to be.

"Stay steady, stay steady!!!" Among the Ionians who were washed away, only Arrelia was still desperately blocking the Noxus' attack.

But unfortunately, the other party had too many people and was too imposing. Even if Arrilia was a thousand, she could not stop the decline and could only fight and retreat.

The battle formation that was originally intact was instantly opened, and more Noxus were rushing out of the camp that was originally dead.

They had no intention of sitting there and waiting for death. They were just waiting for the best opportunity to burst out the most terrifying blow.

They were like a terrible knife, and at the moment when the Ionians were most powerful and relaxed, they stabbed the most dangerous knife.

"I was wrong." Balzac murmured to himself, frowned and kept giving orders.

He knew he was wrong. He was extremely wrong.

Fortunately, there is still a chance, and nothing is worse.

It can also be remedied.

Don't panic at this time, otherwise you will be in a state of no return.

At this time, Kalma also frowned deeply, but she didn't say a word, just watching Balzac give orders.

Although her command ability is not weak, she would not be able to become the leader of the Resistance Army.

But compared with Balzac, she is still a little worse, not to mention that Balzac also has the greatest advantage in the entire coalition.

But at this time, if she really did nothing, she would be the leader of the rebel army and the most legendary woman in Ionia.

She slowly stood up from her horse and raised her hands to the somewhat panicked soldiers. She said slowly: "My children, cheer up and fight with faith. Aionia, be with you."

Her voice was not particularly loud, and even according to normal circumstances, it could be drowned in the shouts of thousands of people at any time.

But what's amazing is that her voice tenaciously penetrates all noise and obstacles, and resounds on the entire battlefield.

Her voice was solemn and solemn. Every sentence, every word, every word, every word, it seemed like she was chanting some ancient mantra, giving people a sacred breath.

Just like what sounds from the heart, it comes from the resonance of the soul.

Many Ionian soldiers quickly calmed down, and the Bilgewater people began to raise their guns in an orderly manner.

The situation that was originally on the verge of collapse eased a little, and even the charges of the Noxus were eased a little.

They seemed to be inspired by Kalma's words, and a hint of hesitation appeared on their cold and hard faces.

The pace of the attack was slow for a moment, and the Ionian coalition finally had a chance to breathe.

If they are given some more time, they might be able to call them back.

But at this moment—

"Noxus!!!" After the endless black tide, a scarlet figure appeared. He roared at everyone with a scarlet axe.

"Long live!!!" All the Noxus responded as if they woke up from a dream. They became extremely determined again, charging, charging, and charging regardless of everything.

"Preparation of the catapult." Balzac still kept calm and directing the audience.

Facing the Noxus who were still rushing out, he decisively called out his largest long-range heavy firepower weapon.

Rune catapult.

The heavy war machine slowly pulled, and all the stones were pulled to the best angle in the creaking sound.

Rune energy flashes.

aim.

preparation--

"Qua!!!" A crow chirping suddenly sounded in the sky. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!