Seeing that the sneak attack failed, the Noxian commander immediately gathered his troops and formed a battle formation, and ordered a second all-out attack.

But unfortunately, the Demacia Prince's personal guards are composed of soldiers who have been selected as Fearless Vanguards but failed, so their combat effectiveness is naturally good.

Apart from a few soldiers who suffered minor injuries, they killed more than 50 people and forced the Noxian army to retreat again.

As the saying goes, the first push is strong, the second push is weaker, and the third push is exhausted.

This also applies to battles in another world.

Seeing that they were unable to defeat the Demacia prince's troops twice, the morale of this Noxian legion was severely hit.

The reason why he was able to obey orders and launch several subsequent charges was simply because of Noxus' generous reward system.

If the only prince of Demacia could be killed or captured alive, being promoted to a higher position and a higher rank would be a small matter. The most important thing would be to be promoted by the new Grand Commander of Noxus or Darius, the Hand of Noxus.

Of course, they didn't know that this invasion war was actually ordered by the Black Rose Society, and even if the goal was achieved, they would be liquidated by Swain.

After several waves of unsuccessful attacks and heavy losses, the Noxian commander gritted his teeth and ordered his men to rest temporarily about a hundred meters away from the Debon army, preparing to wait for the arrival of the Black Rose Dark Legion.

The captain of Jarvan IV's guard, who was also his adjutant, was looking at the situation in the distance through the gap next to the shield soldier with a serious expression.

"Your Highness, this won't work... These Noxians are clearly well prepared. We're surrounded this time."

Jarvan IV sat cross-legged in the center, with the Demacia royal family's heirloom weapon, the Dragon Lance, placed on his right hand, his face as gloomy as ink.

After a long pause, he exhaled heavily and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry. If I hadn't insisted on coming to the Gate of Sorrow, I wouldn't have... This time, I'm the one who implicated everyone."

"What are you talking about, Your Highness!"

Upon hearing this, the captain of the guards walked back to him and scolded him, "As the crown prince of Demacia, this is not the time to blame yourself. Instead, you should find a way to resolve this predicament!"

Jarvan IV slammed the ground with his right hand, then grabbed the Dragon Spear and stood up, saying to the captain of the guards, "You're right. Now is not the time to reflect on my own mistakes. We must break out first."

As he spoke, he walked to the shield soldier, observed the surrounding situation through the shield formation, and couldn't help frowning.

"With their military strength, it would be easy for them to capture us. Are they trying to avoid losing too many troops and instead engage in a protracted battle with us, waiting for us to run out of water and food so they can let us fall without a fight?"

"Your analysis makes sense, but..." The captain hesitated for a moment, "I feel like they're waiting for something."

"Wait?" Jarvan IV was silent for a moment, then turned and looked at the burly man beside him. "Why do you have such an idea?"

"Over there, the Noxian commander showed up before."

The captain of the guard called him to the other side and pointed in a direction where there were more soldiers and tighter defenses, which was obviously where the officers were.

"We blocked a few attacks from this bunch of bastards before, and then the guy stopped and told the people around him to do something. I happened to see him."

"Could it be that they are mobilizing a large force, or perhaps they have dragon dogs or heavily armored mammoths in their army, and will use them to break up our formation?"

The captain of the escort hesitated, then shook his head and said, "I don't think so... This special type of soldier has difficulty concealing their tracks. It's impossible for them to travel tens of thousands of kilometers and get here without being discovered by our scouts."

Jarvan IV was startled when he heard his lieutenant's analysis. A bad idea suddenly popped up in his mind, and his face suddenly changed. "Could it be..."

"Have you thought of that, too?" the captain said in a serious tone, not disguising the disgust in his voice. "Mage troops! These Noxians will do anything to win."

"This is going to be difficult. No matter what it is, we can't wait any longer... We have to break out as soon as possible."

Jarvan IV immediately returned to his original position, "That's the direction to the Mourngate, and it's also the weakest point in the entire Noxian siege.

"Although going that way would take us further away from Demacia, the Silver Mountains, with their evergreen bushes and trees, are close to us, making them ideal for us to hide and conduct guerrilla warfare.

"Once we get there, it will be easier for us to get out than it is now."

The captain of the guard pondered for a moment and nodded heavily: "You are right, Your Highness. This is our only chance."