Chapter 304 The Sky Is Shattering!

"map."

Jarvan IV took the map from the hands of the accompanying soldiers, spread it out on the ground, and clicked on a certain location first.

"We are now in this position, still ten kilometers away from entering the Silver Mountain Range... Even if we break out, we must abandon the plate armor on our bodies to be able to escape Noxus' pursuit."

His face showed a slight hesitation and his tone was solemn: "But this is tantamount to gambling with your own life. If we are caught up by the Noxians again, there will be no room for resistance.

"Besides, we don't know what Noxus is waiting for."

The guard captain stared at the map in silence for a while, then raised his head and looked at Jarvan IV, "I will lead a group of brothers to the rear and try to buy you time."

"What..." Jarvan IV's eyes widened and he refused without even thinking: "No! Absolutely not!"

"Your Highness!"

The guard captain grabbed the prince's hand heavily and looked solemn.

"You are the only child of the Light Shield Royal Family and the hope of Demacia's future. No matter what, you should put your own safety first!"

Just as Jarvan IV was about to open his mouth to argue, the captain of the guard waved his hand to stop him, without giving him a chance to speak: "As your personal bodyguard, my duty, our duty is to protect your safety to the death.

"Don't say that you are responsible for falling into the siege of Noxus this time. I am also responsible, because as your adjutant, I did not insist on trying to dissuade you!"

"Ted..."

"Your Highness, please don't hesitate any longer. This is all for Demacia!"

Jarvan IV was silenced by an angry roar from Captain Ted.

His eyes became hot, his vision became blurred, and even his breathing became rapid and disordered.

Ever since he arrived, Jarvan IV has been surrounded by people one after another.

Among them, there were only two mentors who had the deepest impact on him: one taught him the theory of spiritual power, various arts of war, and the long-lost dragon-wrenching skill of the Light Shield family. He came from Ionia and was once used by his father. Xin Zhao, the German general who surrendered on the battlefield.

The other one was Ted, who further taught him military theory when he began military training and then served as his aide-de-camp.

Jarvan IV took a deep breath, raised his face slightly, and tried his best to prevent the tears in his eyes from flowing out.

When his mood calmed down a lot, he tightened his grip on the dragon-pulling gun, and his temperament suddenly changed. His expression was solemn, and the sadness in his eyes completely turned into a cold one.

"Demacia, forever! Let us fight side by side!"

Seeing that Jarvan IV finally changed his attitude, Ted's face showed an expression of relief, "This is how a prince should behave!"

Then, he said to the flag-carrying soldiers on the side: "Put up the battle flag, we are ready to break out from the south!"

In just two minutes, Ted assigned 20 of the sharpest and most in-form soldiers in the Guard to Jarvan IV.

He will lead the remaining 47 soldiers, escort them out, and then stay here to desperately stop Noxus.

With tears in his eyes, Jarvan IV shook hands with these soldiers who had basically been sentenced to "death" one by one, and asked about their family situations, keeping them in his heart.

A conservative estimate would be that there are at least several hundred people on the other side.

Even if the six shield formations of Valoran's most elite Dauntless Vanguard Regiment, with a total of 48 soldiers, would have to lose at least two-thirds, or even be wiped out, to completely stop them.

Not to mention that they are not as strong as the soldiers of the Fearless Pioneer Regiment, and their death in battle is only a certainty.

Fully prepared, Jarvan IV and Ted stood in the southern part of the shield battle, and all the soldiers were ready.

"Are you ready?" Ted held the gun in his left hand and held the sword at his waist with his right hand, making a final inquiry.

"Phew—success or failure depends on this."

Jarvan IV paused, then turned his attention to the soldiers Ted had just entrusted to carry him.

"By the way, give me the battle flag."

The soldiers carrying the flag cast doubtful glances at them, "...Your Highness?"

Ted seemed to have thought of something, his eyes brightened, and he nodded to the soldier, "Give the flag to His Highness, he can use it to its fullest effect."

Although he was doubtful, the military order was overwhelming, and now was not the time to ask why.

The flag-carrying soldier did not hesitate and handed Demacia's blue background and white wings battle flag into the hands of the prince.

Afterwards, Jarvan IV put the heavy dragon-slinging gun on his shoulder, held the flag tightly in his left hand, and roared angrily: "Brothers and sisters, let us fight side by side!"

The next second, he took the lead and rushed out of the shield formation. The muscles under his golden armor were tangled. He used all his strength to throw the battle flag in his left hand into the distance.

Demacia's battle flag drew an arc in the air like a javelin and fell about a hundred meters away, only more than ten meters away from the first encirclement in southern Noxus.

"For Demacia!"

"For the Light Shield Family!"

"For Prince Jarvan!"

"Demacia, unrivaled!"

"Crush their formation!"

"Kill!"

"..."

While the Noxian army was still stunned, the 20 soldiers assigned to escort Jarvan IV followed him closely. Together with the dozens of soldiers behind him, they let out a thundering war cry and ran towards the south at full speed, fearing death.

It was at this time that Jarvan IV, who was at the front, grasped the handle of the dragon-slinging gun with both hands one after another, and threw out a few streaks of gunfire, making a sharp sound of breaking through the air.

The Noxian army also reacted very quickly. From the breakthrough point chosen by Jarvan IV and Ted, countless sharp arrows were shot from behind, falling like raindrops from the sky.

"Shield formation!"

Ted roared with his neck thickened, and the shield-raising soldiers around him immediately closed the steel barrier.

The twenty soldiers around Jarvan IV also stopped and immediately gathered together to raise their shields to defend against the wave of arrows that filled the sky.

Only the prince, who was at the forefront and was approaching the Noxian defense line, was completely exposed to the endless arrows.

However, he did not panic at all, "It's a small trick! All the heroic spirits of the ancestors, please protect me!"

Jarvan IV held the Dragon Spinning Spear horizontally in front of him, and the dazzling golden light from his body suddenly burst out, completely covering his body in an instant, blocking the wave of arrows.

He continued to sprint forward without slowing down, and when he was at a suitable distance, he held the dragon triggering gun in his right hand and stabbed forward out of thin air.

What shocked Noxus on the opposite side was that this strange dragon-swagger, which was shaped like a dragon's spine, seemed to come alive. The sharp blades of each branch rotated and extended, and it actually extended by five meters. How far away it is, it just hits the battle flag thrown by Jarvan IV just now.

In the next second, the dragon gun retracted rapidly, driving Jarvan IV's strong body to rush forward, like a swooping dragon, directly to a position less than ten meters away from the Noxian vanguard.

"Kill Jarvan IV!"

"Professionals and titles, here I come!"

"Long live Noxus!"

"Come on!"

Facing the overwhelming enemy troops, Jarvan IV not only did not feel nervous at all, but instead had a sneer on his lips.

Immediately afterwards, he threw the flag in his left hand again, directly penetrating the armor of the three enemy soldiers in front. The dragon gun in his hand, just like himself, contracted and extended with his will, and quickly killed the first attacker. Seven or eight miscellaneous soldiers came forward.

When the Noxian army surrounded him in a circle, preparing to kill the prince of the enemy country in one fell swoop, Jarvan IV took a deep breath, gathered all the strength in his body, and suddenly jumped into the sky, holding the dragon gun with both hands. Hit the ground hard.

"Demacia!"

For a moment, the earth shook and fell apart, and stone walls several meters high extended from the ground, stained with scarlet firelight.

The sky is falling apart!