I, Folyago, am the most devoted lover in Runeterra.

For this emergency expedition, the empire appointed a general from a noble faction as the commander-in-chief to go to Ionia to provide support.

Of course, this general was also a member of the Black Rose.

What was strange was that the general's gaze kept drifting to his side, and his eyes held a hint of caution.

Beside the general, an unremarkable officer had a chilling look in his eyes.

Suddenly, the general turned around and looked into the distance.

That's the direction of Ionia.

He stared in the direction of Ionia, his eyes filled with a deep, dark gaze, lost in thought.

..................

Nokmage Valley.

This blood-red plain, which once housed at least twenty Noxian warbands of military strength year-round, is now in a state of unprecedented weakness in its defenses.

Noxus, on the eastern front, had a total of just over 20,000 combat-ready soldiers.

Fortunately, they had an absolute trump card here, which dealt a crushing blow to the legendary legion of the Fearless Vanguard—the Shadow Chapter.

Although the military strength was depleted, morale was high throughout the Eastern Front.

The soldiers firmly believed that under Commander Li Ang's leadership, they would be invincible.

The Ionians on the other side were nothing more than lambs to the slaughter.

In the Noxian barracks of Nokmourne, a girl with bright red hair sat in the main seat, lost in thought.

Although the girl was nominally only the general's deputy, she actually held all the power on the eastern front.

Few people knew that the soldiers' beloved commander, Li Ang, had already left the battlefield.

"Why............."

Katarina let out a soft sigh, a hint of longing flashing in her wine-red eyes.

"I wonder what he's doing right now..."

Katarina slowly walked out of the tent, gazing at the clouds on the horizon, which were ablaze with the color of faith, and sighed inwardly.

Perhaps because of her intense longing, Katarina felt that the distant clouds looked somewhat like the shape of that stinky man lingering in her heart.

"But.........."

"I really miss him so much..."

Katarina sighed softly, a hint of melancholy flashing in her wine-red eyes.

If other Noxian soldiers saw her like this, they would probably be utterly astonished.

After all, this Deputy Commander-in-Chief, Katerina du Krokao, is known for her sharp and tough personality, and is also quite capable.

Even though it was incredibly beautiful, not a single soldier would dare to harbor any ill intentions towards it.

Because the last soldier who dared to speak disrespectfully to Katarina is still lying in a field hospital.

Suddenly, a gentle breeze blew by.

A warm breath came from Katarina's ear, and a pair of strong arms pulled the girl's delicate body into their embrace.

The girl's delicate body suddenly trembled, then she turned around abruptly and hugged the person behind her, burying her head in the man's chest.

"asshole!"

Katarina, her face buried against the man's chest, suddenly cursed angrily.

Because of the excessive force and the overly tight covering, the sound appeared somewhat muffled.

"What, doesn't Carter welcome me?"

A man's slightly teasing voice reached Katarina's ears.

"Don't leave!"

The girl suddenly looked up, her wine-red eyes filled with panic.

Upon seeing the teasing look in the man's eyes, the girl realized that he was mocking her, and a hint of shyness flashed in her eyes.

Foygo lowered his head, gazing at Katarina's beautiful face, his eyes filled with a certain intense emotion.

This intense emotion was keenly noticed by Katarina.

The girl's instinctive shyness was about to erupt, and she subconsciously lowered her head.

But now it's too late to back down.

"Woo..."

Katarina's eyes widened suddenly. A hint of shock and shyness flashed in her wine-red eyes, which then turned into a dazed look and longing.

The moon rises above the branches, and lovers meet at dusk.

The girl's slight disappointment was completely soothed tonight.

..............

Ionia, Navori province.

This is the main battlefield where Noxus is currently invading Ionia.

Months have passed, and more than half of the province of Navori in Ionia has fallen into the ravages of war.

The province of Navoli is vast and has a large territory.

Furthermore, given that it is located in the heart of Ionia, a region teeming with powerful individuals, it is only natural that the Noxian army's advance plan would be delayed.

But this is only a superficial phenomenon.

In fact, since the start of the war, the Ionians have not been able to figure out the true strength and weaknesses of the Noxian side.

They didn't even know how many troops Noxus had deployed in total.

In the eyes of most Ionians, the Noxian soldiers who came to invade Ionia numbered at least 100,000 in the Navori province alone.

What they could never have imagined was that Swain only had 30,000 troops at his disposal!

The population of the entire province of Warnerly is far more than three million; it should be at least around ten million.

Swain had the upper hand with 30,000 against 10 million.

It must be said that this future imperial leader possesses terrifyingly high military prowess.

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After splitting their forces with Dukur, Swein landed at Navoli.

Swain was well aware of the limitations of his forces, so in the early stages of the war, he deliberately created a false impression to mislead the Ionians.

An army of 30,000 created the impression of 100,000.

But these 30,000 men are real and cannot be faked; no matter how powerful Swain is, he cannot conjure an army.

Following this, in order to alleviate the pressure on his troops, Svetlana adopted a strategy of "using barbarians to control barbarians".

After all, there are plenty of spineless people everywhere.

It is human nature to be afraid of death and cling to life.

Soon, Swain used his skills to raise a local Ionian armed force of tens of thousands of people.

With the help of these "Ionian traitors," Swain successfully threw Navori into chaos.

Although these "incorporated" Ionian native armed forces are extremely weak in combat and have very low morale.

However, in the hands of the tactical master Swain, it produced extraordinary results.

In addition, these Ionian armed forces have the characteristic of "using war to sustain war" and can continuously absorb new "Ionian traitors" to join them.

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Therefore, at this point, this local armed force has become a "malignant tumor" that poses an even greater threat than the 30,000 Noxian soldiers under Swain's command.

..........

Months of fighting had left Swain exhausted.

But he knew he couldn't give up yet.

Once he falls, the battle will fall apart in an instant.

Swain forced himself to look at the map in front of him, his mind racing with thoughts.

suddenly.

"General, news has arrived from the Empire!"

"Our reinforcements are on their way!!"

"The empire has dispatched another 50,000 troops, who will arrive at Philol Island in the rear soon."

One of Swain's men strode over from afar, excitedly reporting to Swain.

Upon hearing this, a hint of joy flashed in Swain's eyes.

At this moment, Swain was far from the Empire and knew nothing about its situation.