"map."
Jarvan IV took the map from his attendant soldier, spread it out on the ground, and pointed at a certain location first.
"We're still ten kilometers from entering the Silver Mountains... Even if we break out, we'll have to discard our plate armor to escape Noxus' pursuit."
He looked a little hesitant, and said in a serious tone, "But this is tantamount to gambling with our lives. If we are caught up by the Noxians later, there will be no room for resistance.
"Besides, we don't know what Noxus is waiting for."
The captain stared at the map in silence for a moment, then looked up and met Jarvan IV's gaze. "I will lead a group of brothers to cover your rear and try to buy you some time."
"What..." Jarvan IV's eyes widened, and he refused without a second thought: "No! Absolutely not!"
"Your Highness!"
The captain of the guard grabbed the prince's hand tightly, his face solemn.
"You are the only descendant of the Lightshield royal family, the hope for Demacia's future. No matter what, you should prioritize your own safety!"
Jarvan IV was about to open his mouth to argue when the captain of the guard waved him down, not giving him a chance to speak: "As your personal guard, my duty, our duty, is to protect your safety to the death.
"Don't say that it's your fault that we were surrounded by Noxus this time. I'm also responsible because, as your adjutant, I didn't insist on dissuading you!"
"Ted..."
"Your Highness, please do not hesitate any longer. Everything is for Demacia!"
Jarvan IV was stunned by Captain Ted's angry shout.
His eyes felt hot, his vision became blurred, and even his breathing became rapid and disordered.
Since arriving at a young age, Jarvan IV has been surrounded by group of people.
Among them, there were only two mentors who had the greatest influence on him: one was Zhao Xin, the Seneschal of Debon who came from Ionia and was conquered by his father on the battlefield. He taught him the theory of spiritual power, various arts of warfare, and the long-lost Dragon Spear technique of the Lightshield family.
The other was Ted, who further taught him military theory when he started his military training and later served as his adjutant.
Jarvan IV took a deep breath, raised his face slightly, and tried his best to hold back the tears in his eyes.
When his mood calmed down a lot, he clenched the Banlong Spear tightly, and his temperament suddenly changed. His face was stern and murderous, and the sadness in his eyes turned completely into sharpness.
"Demacia, forever! Let us fight side by side!"
Seeing Jarvan IV finally change his mindset, Ted showed a gratified expression on his face, "This is how a prince should behave!"
Then he said to the flag bearer beside him: "Raise the battle flag, we are ready to break out from the south!"
In just two minutes, Ted assigned the 20 sharpest and best-conditioned soldiers of the Royal Guard to Jarvan IV.
He will lead the remaining 47 soldiers, escort them out, and then stay here to fight to the death to stop Noxus.
With tears in his eyes, Jarvan IV shook hands with these soldiers who had basically been sentenced to death one by one, asked about their family situations, and kept them firmly in his heart.
According to conservative estimates, the other side has at least several hundred people.
Even if it was the six shield formations of the most elite Fearless Vanguard Regiment in Valoran, with a total of 48 soldiers, at least two-thirds would be lost, or even the entire army would be wiped out before they could completely stop them.
Not to mention that these soldiers are not as strong as the Fearless Vanguard Regiment, and their death is a foregone conclusion.
After making full preparations, Jarvan IV and Ted stood in the south of the shield battle, and all the soldiers were ready for battle.
"Are you ready?" Ted asked the final question, holding the gun in his left hand and the sword at his waist in his right hand.
"Phew—success or failure depends on this one move."
Jarvan IV paused for a moment, then shifted his gaze to the soldier that Ted had just entrusted to carry.
"By the way, give me the battle flag."
The soldier carrying the flag cast a questioning look at them, "...Your Highness?"
Ted seemed to have thought of something, his eyes lit up, and he nodded to the soldier, "Give the flag to His Highness. He can make the most of it."
Although he was doubtful, military orders were as firm as a mountain, and now was not the time to ask for reasons.
The soldier carrying the flag handed the blue and white-winged battle flag of Demacia to the prince without hesitation.
Jarvan IV then shouldered the heavy Dragon Spear, clutched the banner in his left hand, and shouted angrily, "Brothers and sisters, let us fight side by side!"
The next second, he led the charge out of the shield formation, his muscles flexed under his golden armor. He used all his strength to throw the battle flag in his left hand into the distance.
The Demacia flag drew an arc in the air like a javelin and fell about a hundred meters away, just over ten meters away from the first encirclement of Noxus in the south.
"For Demacia!"
"For the Light Shield Family!"
"For Prince Jarvan!"
"Demacia, unbeatable!"
"Break up their formation!"
“Kill!”
“…”
While the Noxian army was still in a daze, the 20 soldiers assigned to escort Jarvan IV followed closely beside him. Together with dozens of soldiers behind them, they let out a deafening war cry and ran towards the south at full speed, ready to die.
At this moment, Jarvan IV, who was rushing in the front, held the handle of the Dragon Spear with both hands, one in front and one behind, and swung out several gun flowers, making a sharp sound of breaking through the air.
The Noxian army reacted quickly. At the breakthrough point chosen by Jarvan IV and Ted, countless sharp arrows were shot from behind, falling from the sky like raindrops.
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