The Rune Mage Starting at Hogwarts

They were the main force remaining in the outer city camp.

When explosions and flames were heard from the direction of the academy, the two adjutants stationed in the outer city realized that something serious had happened in the inner city.

They assembled all their forces in the shortest possible time, along with the remaining siege equipment, and attempted to force their way through the light wall to enter the inner city for rescue.

Under the combined attack of hundreds of Noxus from both inside and outside, Karma's psionic wall naturally couldn't hold for long.

With a deafening crash, the psionic light wall that Karma had set up on the outer city streets finally collapsed three minutes later.

"The breach has been opened! Escort the general to break out!" The centurion leading the group continued to shout at the top of his lungs to the soldiers outside the city.

This Noxos army was completely indifferent to casualties.

They didn't organize any counterattack; all their tactics had only one purpose: to get the seriously wounded Swain out of the city.

The Noxian infantrymen within the academy formed a phalanx, using their own flesh and blood to block the rebels' pursuit.

Meanwhile, the more than 500 soldiers outside the city also rushed in without regard for anything else, managing to bring the warhorse and Swain to the center of the formation.

The rebel soldiers were now in a frenzy of bloodlust.

"Don't let them escape!"

“Leave them all here!”

Taking advantage of the terrain in the narrow alleyways, and relying on various explosives and traps, the resistance fighters relentlessly pursued the Noxian soldiers.

The casualties of the Noxus Legion were rising rapidly, leaving behind the corpses of Imperial soldiers along the way.

However, even as the soldiers in the front ranks were cut down by the rebels, the soldiers in the back ranks still pressed forward expressionlessly, continuing to protect Swain in the center, and retreated towards the outer city gate at an extremely fast speed.

Irelia sped along the walls and rooftops on both sides of the street, the sharp blades around her transforming into six streaks of light, frantically reaping the lives of the enemies who stood in her way.

Each slash of the blade brought forth a large amount of blood.

Irelia had only one goal: Swain, who sat on his warhorse.

She knew very well that the reason these soldiers were fighting so desperately to break through was because Swain was still alive.

The army will completely collapse if Swain is killed or captured.

Swain, mounted on his warhorse, heard the whooshing sound behind him and turned around, only to meet Irelia's cold gaze from the rooftop.

This time, Irelia held nothing back and had no intention of capturing him alive again.

She pushed forward with both hands, pouring all her strength into the six sharp blades without reservation.

Six sharp blades shot out with a piercing shriek, aiming directly at Swain's forehead!

Because of his missing limbs, Svet had no chance to dodge.

"Protect the General!"

But at that moment, one of the officers escorting Swain let out a roar and stood directly in front of Irelia's blade, shield in hand.

Then, another mage took out an item that could cast a powerful magical shield and placed it in front of them.

hum!

A dark red light shield opened up directly in front of Swain.

However, Irelia's full-force attack was too powerful. Even with an officer and a magical shield in front of Swain, they could not completely stop her offensive.

The moment the blade struck the light shield, the magical shield held for less than half a second before its surface was covered with countless cracks and then shattered with a bang.

Immediately afterwards, the blade pierced through the officer's shield and armor, and shot towards Swain again.

However, the repeated obstacles did have an effect after all.

The trajectory of the blade's attack deviated slightly when it hit Swain.

The blade that was originally aimed at Swain's brow slid half an inch to the left.

puff!

The sharp blade tip sliced ​​right through Swain's left eye.

Swain let out another painful groan.

But he gritted his teeth and clung tightly to the horse's back.

"Keep charging out!"

The remaining accompanying mages dared not hold back at all, and used all the props they had prepared in advance.

Irelia wanted to give chase again, but the intense battle had depleted most of her strength, and her breathing became rapid.

Behind her, Karma quickly walked over and placed her hand on Irelia's shoulder.

“Stop chasing, Irelia,” Karma said softly. “The only task this army has now is to rescue Swain. There may still be traps and ambushes they have left outside the city. Our priority now is to keep Presidium occupied.”

Hearing Karma's words, Irelia, though still somewhat unwilling, stopped in her tracks. The blade beside her slowly descended and hovered at her side.

She watched as the Noxian cavalry in the distance had already escaped outside the city, took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled.

“Swain was fatally wounded; his left arm and right leg were both broken, and I also blinded him,” Irelia turned around, looking at the ravaged street. “Even if he manages to return to Noxus alive, he will never be able to lead troops into battle again.”

Karma nodded: "And in order to protect him, the Noxian soldiers offered almost no resistance. At least half of the thousand-man legion was lost at Presidium. This is the greatest achievement Ionia has made since the Noxian invasion. This victory belongs to us, and it belongs to you."

After abandoning the pursuit of Swain, the remaining fighting in Presidium gradually subsided.

More than two hundred Noxian soldiers lay dead on the ground, and many other wounded Imperial soldiers, too badly injured to move, had been disarmed by the rebels, tied up, and pinned against the wall.

Although the resistance fighters also suffered casualties, at this moment, everyone's face showed an expression of disbelief.

"We won?"

"The Noxians have fled; they've been driven out!"

"We won!!"

Several young resistance fighters raised their spears high and cheered loudly.

The cheers seemed to travel from the outer city all the way back to the front courtyard of the academy, and the entire Presidium seemed to come alive again at that moment.

The rebel squad leaders immediately began organizing their men to treat the wounded and take stock of the captured weapons.

Meanwhile, outside the inner gate of the academy, the scholars who had surrendered to the Noxian army and offered them provisions stood outside the collapsed walls of the academy, looking at the scene inside the city with expressions of disbelief on their faces.

They couldn't believe that this hastily assembled resistance force had actually defeated Noxus's army!

Chapter 405: The Fall of the Monastery and the Birth of the Blind Monk Lee Sin

The sky gradually brightened.

The morning sun shone on the streets of Presidium.

The smoke from the battle in the city had gradually dissipated after a night, but the air still carried a strong stench of blood.

The rebel fighters marched through the streets, thoroughly taking stock of the losses and spoils of the battle.

In this battle, the Noxus Legion not only left behind more than two hundred corpses, but also more than two hundred captured soldiers.

More importantly, in order to escort Swain out of Presidium as quickly as possible, the Noxas Legion left behind a large number of weapons and armaments in their makeshift camp, which could greatly enhance the strength of the resistance.

After all, the resistance was still a newly formed army that had been established for less than a month.

Although this battle has achieved unimaginable results, the equipment of the resistance forces is indeed not on the same level as that of the Noxas Legion.

Even though the Noxas Legion put up almost no significant resistance during its retreat last night, thanks to their superior equipment, the resistance suffered double-digit casualties for the first time last night.

And now, those rebels are also praying for these fallen brothers, hoping that their souls can find peace after entering the spiritual realm.

The university's senior officials and older scholars, who had been severely humiliated and nearly killed by the Knoxas Legion, finally emerged from the university.

Leading the group were several elderly scholars who usually only studied ancient books in the large library.

Although they did not surrender and lead the way like the previous deputy commander, they also chose to submit to the Noxus Legion when faced with the blades of the Noxus soldiers.

Before this, these scholars always thought that the academy was a sacred place, and that the Noxians would at least have the most basic respect for them.

It wasn't until last night, when the Noxian soldiers locked them up in the storeroom like slaves, forced them to carry food with whips and scabbards, and even casually killed several old scholars who weren't good at their jobs, that these people finally understood what was going on.

Before Noxus's blade, their prized knowledge and reputation were utterly useless.

They don't care about these things at all.

To survive under Noxus, one must obey all his orders.

The scholar at the front trembled slightly as he looked at the bloodstains on the ground and the young resistance fighters moving the weapons.

He walked up to Irelia and Karma and bent down deeply.

“Master Karma…” His face was full of shame, and his voice sounded choked with emotion, “Thank you for driving away the Noxian army. If it weren’t for you last night, many of us would probably have died at the hands of the Noxians.”

Irelia glanced at the old man.

She didn't make any more sarcastic remarks, nor did she intend to comfort the other party.

“Having gone through all this, the academy should now understand the Noxian style,” Irelia said calmly. “Fortunately, they only infiltrated for half a day and haven’t had time to destroy everything in the academy. Since you are still alive, go and get the herbs and clean cloth from the storeroom. Many of the wounded still need treatment.”

Having experienced the humiliation of last night, most of the scholars have finally come to their senses.

The scholar nodded quickly, turned around and waved to the dozens of scholars and apprentices behind him, telling them to go back to the academy and bring out all the stored medicines and clothing to distribute to the wounded resistance fighters.

Of course, a few stubborn guys remained huddled in a corner, their faces pale as they muttered that the war had disrupted the peace of the academy, and that the Noxians wouldn't have treated them that way if it weren't for the resistance earlier.

But the young warriors and apprentices passing by didn't even glance at them.

After all, they experienced it firsthand last night.

When the Noxian whips lashed them, they didn’t care how much they had read.

The atmosphere in Presidium quickly became even busier.

The monks from the Temple of Eternity who had been following Karma quickly walked to the front of the square after taking inventory of the Noxus supplies in the eastern part of the city.

Before yesterday, whenever they encountered any major event, the first person they would consult was Karma.

But now, after passing through the crowd, these monks naturally stopped in front of Irelia and began to report.

Karma and Ritz stood a few steps away on the steps, quietly watching everything.

Seeing these cult members, who originally belonged to the Temple of Eternity, come to ask for instructions, Karma showed no dissatisfaction; instead, he revealed a faint smile.

Karma knew very well that what Ionia needed now was not a spiritual guide for its people.

Faced with the Imperial Legion's iron cavalry, the Ionians needed a leader who could both charge ahead with weapons to cut down the enemy and strategize from the rear.

In last night's battle, Irelia, who is nearly 14 years old, fully demonstrated her strength.

He severed Swain's limbs, shot out one of his eyes, and personally dealt with more than a dozen of Noxus's bodyguards and many more ordinary soldiers. Such strength earned him the respect of everyone and truly solidified his position as the leader of the resistance.

After processing the reports from the monks, Irelia turned to look at Karma and Ryz.

She raised her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead and walked towards the two people.

"You've won a big victory, how do you feel now?" Ryze asked first.

A hint of fatigue appeared on Irelia's face: "Mr. White, although we won this battle, the cleanup is much more troublesome than I imagined. The city is full of wounded and ruins, and I'm not quite sure where to start next."

After all, Ionia had not experienced any war for a thousand years, so it was a complete blank slate when it came to dealing with the aftermath of war.

“It’s not that complicated,” Ryze sat down on the stone steps and quickly explained to Irelia, “After the war, the three most important things are the corpses, the water supply, and the defense line.”

Irelia looked intently at Ryze.

Aside from the Noxians, Rhez is now the only one in Presidium who understands the war.

She was naturally more inclined to believe Ryze than the Noxian soldiers.

Rizz continued his explanation: "The fallen soldiers must be gathered up immediately and burned; they cannot be buried in the ground casually, otherwise it may cause a plague. Similarly, all the water in the city's wells must be thoroughly boiled before being used for drinking."

"As for the defense, it's quite simple. Although Swain was seriously injured and escaped, he still has stragglers under his command, and Noxas also has other vanguard units roaming in Navoli Province. Naturally, we need to rebuild the defense as soon as possible to prevent anyone from taking advantage of the situation."

Irelia's eyes became much clearer as she listened to Ryze's words.

“As for the damaged houses and the wounded,” Ryze pointed to the scholars helping out nearby, “let the people from the academy be in charge of counting and distributing supplies, and the soldiers be in charge of patrolling and maintaining order. Let’s clarify the division of labor first, so that everyone has something to do, and things won’t be so chaotic.”

After thinking for a moment, Irelia nodded. "I understand. Thank you for reminding me, Mr. White."

Without wasting any time, she immediately turned and walked to the center of the square, and began to arrange new tasks according to Reese's instructions.

Ryze watched Irelia directing the crowd without saying anything more.

In fact, if he or Karma were to take matters into their own hands, using a few wide-range cleansing or restoration spells, they could quickly clean up the blood and ruins in the city.

But Ryze didn't make such a suggestion, and Karma clearly didn't intend to use psionic powers either.