Twin Cities: Hero Witness System

Swain's eyes were cold, and he looked at Irelia who was rushing towards him in anger. Swain waved his big hand and said calmly: "Let the surrounding soldiers shrink their formation, we have to surround them. live with them."

"Yes, General."

A general in front of Swain was immediately ordered, turned around and took out a uniquely shaped horn from his arms. The next second, he pouted, and the horn was blown forcefully.

"Uuuu-"

"Woooooooooooooo!"

The horn sounded on the battlefield. After the sound spread all over the coastline and spread to the entire salt field, the Noxians who had been defeated by the Navoli Brotherhood suddenly changed their style. In the face of the incoming brooms, long sticks, kitchen knives, and sickles, Noxian soldiers did not escape, allowing them to attack themselves. Better weapons in hand forced the Ionians to go deeper.

Their attack method is simple.

"prick!"

"prick!"

"sweep!"

Eight people form a team, and there is a team leader in a team. The team leader orders the action, and the whole team makes the same attack action.

Side by side stabs forward, side by side swept forward.

The Ionians quickly cowered under Noxian's dilapidated but useful steel guns.

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Swain saw this scene from a high place, his face was calm, but around Swain, more than a dozen generals smiled.

What the general said is right, a strategy, these prisoners, plus some necessary sacrifices of their own people, then this team like ground mice is not difficult to solve.

They didn't even have a decent weapon at their disposal, the steel guns and broadswords in their hands had been dropped by the Noxians as they fled the battlefield.

Therefore, without equipment, training, or even heart, how could such a team defeat Swain's subordinates? Even if his army has been eroded by various forces and has become chaotic, as long as Swain is still there, it is impossible for this army to really rot.

"There is no elegance in war, no civilization!"

Swain calmly watched what happened on the salt pan.

Everything was as he had imagined the night before.

It was a good deal to kill hundreds of Ionians with alchemical gas at the expense of a few dozen Noxians.

The gas barrels arranged in advance, the soldiers who dropped the alchemy bombs...

Is this humane?

Of course, inhumanity is not only inhumane to the enemy, but also inhumane to one's own people.

But Swain didn't care about that.

In order to win, sacrifice is inevitable.

And now, he raised his hand and said loudly, "The soldier with the bomb is ready."

Swain waved his hand, and under his order, several Noxians from the squad rushed out without hesitation.

"For Noxus!"

Shouting the slogan of unity, these Noxians with burning alchemy bombs rushed into the shrinking circle of the Ionians without hesitation.

The sickle cut through their bodies, but could not hurt their wills.

"For, Noxus!"

"Boom!"

Countless roars sounded, accompanied by a tiny black cloud rising over the salt field.

Irelia rushed to the front alone, and the moment I heard the movement and turned around, Irelia's eyes were cracked.

Those alchemy bombs that can blow up roadblocks, just one, can cause massive damage within a few meters.

Even hard stones can be shattered, let alone fragile human bodies.

Irelia's face showed pain, and she shouted loudly: "Don't!"

But before Irelia could rush back.

In a few breaths, the dust and black smoke had no time to dissipate, and the Ionians, who had not had time to count the casualties, did not regroup, and they had to fight the Noxians who were charging up.

The Noxians were already red-eyed.

The Ionians looked at these lunatics in horror.

Swain raised his hand quietly and said calmly, "Continue."

Below Swain, the general nodded vigorously, "Yes, General."

Under the command, another team rushed out with an alchemy bomb.

The death of eight people can be exchanged for the death of dozens of Ionians, and this can break the formation of the Ionians. Is this business profitable?

The lives of the Imperial soldiers were of course more important than the lives of the Ionians.

But on the battlefield, as long as victory is guaranteed, Swain is a man who can do anything.

And when Swain raised his hand for the third time.

A general couldn't bear it anymore.

In his view, his own victory is inevitable, so there is no need to use this inhumane method to win.

Swain looked at the hesitant general and said indifferently:

"They will resist, and soldiers who approach them will also be injured and die. Now, the death is advanced in advance in exchange for faster and more effective results."

Swain lowered his eyes: "Sacrifice is essential, die generously."

"Yes, General."

"The third team!"

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twenty minutes.

Now, twenty minutes after Irelia entered the battlefield.

She was getting closer and closer to Swain.

In her ears, Ionia's screams and calls for help resounded in Irelia's mind.

She heard their cries for help.

But she couldn't lend a hand.

Even if she is strong.

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The mine plan was discovered by the other party, and many brothers died as a result.

The prisoners are being surrounded by them as a hand to threaten the rebels.

The Ionians on the battlefield are losing ground, and it is only a matter of time before they are killed and captives in the face of the fearless Noxians.

There is only one way to win...

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"She's already here."

Swain had already seen Irelia in front of her eyes on the battlefield.

No one in the army could get close to the girl.

That girl, she, is too close!

A few steps down the high platform, more than a dozen generals beside Swain, and a bunch of soldiers also rushed up.

They are protecting the general.

Protecting Swain.

Although the strategy is powerful, in fact Swain's force value is very low.

"Kick them out of the battlefield completely!"

Swain waved a big hand.

When he said them, he was referring to the group of rebels.

From Swain's point of view, Noxus has only one real enemy in Ionia—

It was this young girl.

Although she is very young, she is the soul of the rebel army.

Swain disobeyed the imperial order and did not hesitate to offend Darkwill. Those who paid the price had to kill the rebels. What Swain wanted to kill was not the ordinary people who walked along the river.

It was the Ionian hero he was going to kill.

He is going to kill this girl.

"Kill her."

Facing layers of enemies, Irelia, who was swept away by anger, charged straight up.

She didn't see the mockery in Swain's eyes.

"Dance of the Break!"

Under the shadow of swords and swords, Irelia easily broke through the enemy line.