"Irelia, you're awake..."

"Irelia, are you okay."

"Fortunately, Boss, you are still alive, I thought you couldn't survive."

Two days later, Irelia woke up and walked out of the tent with a pale face, the harsh sun made her squint her sky-blue eyes, and when she saw Irelia come out, many soldiers greeted him.

Irelia is now almost collapsed, there is no way, Ionia, who believes in the way of balance and nature, has no unified regime, no efficient state apparatus, so this military camp can only be regarded as a militia at best, and almost all supplies and equipment are funded by soldiers self-sufficient and a part of the local peasants with a spirit of resistance.

As for armor, steel knives, many of them need to be brought with them, and more are pulled from the Noxians.

When fourteen-year-old Irelia joined the army, she also had no armor, weapons, she only had the family heirloom dance blade, and under the grind of life and death, her mental power was enough to drive the dance blade to attack, such as an arm.

The corner of Irelia's mouth squeezed out a smile, she was too weak, even laughing was not easy, looking at the soldiers around her, she secretly clenched her fists.

Half were injured.

This army of 50,000 is now less than 10,000 left.

Like an adult, the army has been crippled in one hand, one leg, and stabbed several times in the body.

This army is similar to her current state.

This army is too much worse than the army of Noxus, training, armor, weapons, logistics, strength are far inferior to the regular army of Noxus, except for faith, this army is nowhere comparable to the army of Noxus.

"Irelia."

A hoarse voice sounded behind him.

Irelia turned around and looked at the commander of this army, this man of more than one meter and nine meters, very strong, he was wearing mottled armor, mottled was not rust, but dried up with blood spilled on it.

He was exhausted.

This was the first thought Irelia had when she saw him.

His hair was messy, mixed with a little gray hair, his eyes were bloodshot, and he seemed to have not slept for three days and nights.

Vic looked at Irelia, his lips squirmed, and he wanted to say nothing, for a long time, he sighed: "Yesterday came the news that all the provinces of Premisi had fallen. "

Irelia looked at him fixedly, and said with a wry smile: "I have long had a premonition that this day is coming, but I didn't expect it to be so fast, twenty-two provinces, and one more fell, and only five barely held on." "

Vic sat down slowly, lowered his head, and his voice buzzed: "Irelia, do we still have hope?" I think we have no hope, it's better to..."

"Nope!"

Irelia did not hesitate to veto his idea: "Vic ! We still have hope, we still have 10,000 people, and there are five provinces in Ionia to hold on. "

Vic looked up, his eyes were stunned, and he looked at Irelia stunned, this girl who was only sixteen years old, like a tumbler, no matter how much she hit, how traumatized, she would never fall, his eyes would always burn with flame.

You can kill her, but you can't extinguish the flame in her eyes.

That's why she, a sixteen-year-old girl, would be respected by so many people.

"Vic ! Your parents! Your wife and children! Your brother! All died under the iron horse of Noxus, are you going to give up? How do you avenge them! "

"Father, mother, Zelos, grandma, Unn, Kaye, and Xiaolu, none of them survived, and every night, I can feel them watching me! I won't give up! "

The weak girl, more and more agitated, made a generous statement: "The whole of Ionia, most of it has fallen, and in the occupied area, there are only five rebel armies, five rebel armies, do you think anyone really thinks that we can rely on five rebel armies to regain lost territory?" "

"As long as we are not stupid, we will not think so, our existence is a torch, transmitting hope, telling all Ionians that there are still people who have not given in and calling on more people to resist!"

"Noxus can trample our flesh and blood and gallop across our land, but they cannot trample our spirit, Bike! We are now the backbone of Ionia. "

The dancing blades behind Irelia are ringing, murderous aura is echoing, sadness, anger, and other tragic emotions.

The girl has waded through the corpse mountain and sea of blood I don't know how many times, personally killed countless Noxus soldiers, and in the experience of blood and fire, her killing intent is extremely strong.

"I, Irelia, even if I am crushed to pieces, even if I defend our spirit with my life and blood!"

"Vic , we are not only shouldering the honor and disgrace of our personal lives, but also shouldering the heavy spirit of Ionia! If we retreat! Maybe it will become what thousands of Ionians think? "

"They will lose confidence, lose their spirit, and in the future they will not even be able to straighten their spine and waist!" The spirit of resistance will collapse in their hearts! Therefore, we cannot retreat, we must fight to the end, even if all of us are dead, at least it can stimulate the blood of the Ionians to resist and make them fight for our death! "

"So, Bike, we can't give up, even if we die, tell all Ionians that we didn't give up, Ionia's backbone, broken, but not bent."

Irelia's words were impassioned, word by word, like a morning bell and a twilight drum, word by word in Bick's ears, unconsciously, hundreds of militiamen gathered around, and the blood and qi in the hearts of the militiamen were almost thin.

At this moment, they knew this sixteen-year-old girl more deeply, and they felt the girl's will that was as firm as a mountain.

This is not Irelia stubborn, rigid, she can tell all Ionians with her life at any time, there are still people who have not given up, and there is still hope for Ionians.

This Ionian militia is a veteran who has survived countless battles, even if it is not comparable to the Noxus army, but it is not much worse

It's just the presence of armor, weapons, this is a gap that cannot be smoothed.

After listening to Irelia's words, the emotions of the soldiers were finally provoked, everyone's eyes were blood-red, their blood was boiling, they forgot their fears, and they couldn't wait to fight Noxus to the death immediately.

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