LOL: Summoner of Goddess Jana

Chapter 495 Heroes
Demacia, the outskirts of Xiongdu.

After the destruction of the anti-magic nobles headed by Eldred, only the nobles of the royal family remained in Demacia.

Then the royal family and nobles naturally split into two factions.

One faction is the progressive faction who advocates maintaining the status quo and stability on the surface, and secretly assists the leader in a peaceful transition;
One faction is the reactionary faction that insists on fighting the leader to the end, and resolutely opposes the reduction of rent and interest rates and the emancipation of serfs.

The power of Goddess Janna is now well known to the world.

At this time, those who still think about making enemies of the leader are either diehards who are determined to protect the privileges of the nobility, or they are sinners who have too many sins on their hands and have to fight to the end because they are afraid of liquidation.

In short, they are the most conservative, most reactionary, and most filthy and evil group of people among the nobles.

In the past, this group of people has been clamoring about "the rise and fall of the kingdom in one fell swoop", advocated "smiling away all grievances" with the old enemy Noxus, and advocated uniting all the nobles in the world to fight to the death with the leader.

In the future, the Kingdom of Demacia will peacefully hand over power to the leader. The biggest obstacle to this smooth transition plan is these people.

In the past, Prince Jarvan and the Crown Guard family spent a lot of effort to barely suppress these opposing voices and maintain the internal stability of Demacia.

it's good now
The good news is that these reactionary nobles have collectively met Mordekaiser, and they can no longer threaten the peace of Demacia.

The bad news is that Demacia is almost gone.

"Damn, these damned insects!" Looking at the army of undead all over the field, Prince Jiawen and the two brothers Galen couldn't help cursing angrily.

They all wanted to kill Mittner Lachen, and torture those reactionary nobles who were so mad that they led the way for Mordekaiser and betrayed all human beings, and tortured them again.

But it's too late to say anything now.

Although Prince Jiawen and others had received an early warning of the attack, the time was short and the information was limited. The suicide attack of the leaders of the underworld finally succeeded.

At the cost of their own lives, the leading party opened a road to the underworld for their masters, in Xiongdu in the center of the kingdom and Misill City in the north of the kingdom.

On the other side of Mithral City, the German mage army led by Lux, the crown guard family knights, the workers' armed militia, and the Freljord people who came from Frost Harbor are responsible for resisting.

Compared with the Miyin City battlefield, the war pressure on Xiongdu seems to be much smaller on paper.

After all, Galio, Demacia's national artifact, is now on Xiongdu's side;

The powerful main army of the Demacia Kingdom, the Eastern Expeditionary Army directly under Prince Jiawen, the German Imperial Army under the command of Xin Zhao, and the Fearless Pioneer Army under the command of the Mianwei family are all gathered in Wangji now.
Plus Prince Jarvan's dragon girlfriend.
That is really a good general with thousands of soldiers, a million armors, strong soldiers and strong horses, and invincible in any direction. Noxus would say that he was invincible when he saw it.

However.
"Release the arrow! Release the arrow!"

Prince Jiawen didn't know how many times he tried to shout such an order, even his voice seemed a little hoarse.

The most elite strong archers in Demacia, strenuously pulled the bowstring, stretched the bow and set the arrow, and gritted their teeth to stabilize the trembling shoulders and arms with the exhausted sweat that they had no time to wipe off, before they finally shot a few more rounds. Arrow rain.

The bows and arrows shot by the elite German soldiers are even more terrifying than the large-caliber bullets shot by the Hex rifle.

The rune-steel arrowhead cast by the forbidden magic stone is extremely deadly to the undead who have lost their physical body and can only rely on magic power to maintain their physical existence.

I saw the pure white forbidden magic arrows whizzing through the air, and then fell to the ground densely like a shower.

The undead immediately fell down in pieces like cutting wheat, and then collapsed and disappeared powerlessly under the penetration, tearing and absorption of the forbidden magic arrow.

But it doesn't make any sense.

The number of undead is endless, and it is impossible to kill them all.

The turbulent torrent of death was just a pause, and it spread in all directions like an unstoppable prairie fire.

"How many forbidden arrows do we have?" Prince Jiawen eagerly asked the people around him.

"It's almost used up." Galen replied with a solemn face: "At most eight rounds of volleys can be supported."

"And not only the forbidden arrows, but also our forbidden stones are almost running out."

Just like the people of Shuangcheng opened their minds under the shadow of war and discovered that cheap alchemy fuel is the weapon against the undead army, the Demacians also opened their minds under the huge defensive pressure and discovered the best weapon to restrain the undead— —

That is the forbidden magic stone.

Since the undead are also considered magical creatures, if they lose their magic power, they can no longer maintain the existence of spirit bodies.

Then they simply use the forbidden magic stone to build a circle of city walls around the plane passage, and use this man-made forbidden magic barrier to trap the undead in the middle, will they be able to block this plane passage once and for all?
The idea is beautiful, but the actual combat effect is very limited.

The forbidden magic stone can indeed absorb the power of the undead, destroy the enemy's spirit body, and stop the tide of death from advancing.

But the Demacians never realized in the past that the Arcatria is actually a rechargeable "magic battery", and as long as it is a battery, it can always be fully charged
Ordinary mages are unable to fully charge the battery, but the number and magic power of the undead are huge to despair.

"The reserves of forbidden magic stones in Xiongdu's treasury have been exhausted now."

"The rear is already trying to find a way to demolish the walls of the palace, but they probably won't have time to send those forbidden magic stone bricks to the front line before the barrier is broken through."

"After all." Galen looked solemnly at the battlefield ahead.

The white high wall that winds like the Great Wall and traps the army of the undead firmly in the middle is the leaders and German soldiers who used their lives to stop the spread of the army of the undead and bought time for everyone.
It was created with great difficulty by building a high wall between life and death with the concerted efforts of thousands of German soldiers, and even countless nearby people who voluntarily came to help under the organization of the leader. A miracle of humanity.

But now, this magic barrier is rapidly failing.

The undead surged out of the white wall like a tidal wave, like waves constantly beating on the embankment.

They used this suicidal charge to strike the barrier made of magic-forbidden stones time and time again, dissipating massive souls into infinite magic power, and pouring them into the magic-forbidden stone continuously.

As a result, sections of the forbidden magic stone barriers were filled with magic power and lost their effect, just like a sponge full of water, it could no longer hold back the impact of the wave of undead.

The soldiers could only fill in more forbidden magic stones for the failed walls, and at the same time try their best to fire bows and arrows and throw stones from artillery to stop the impact of the army of undead.

But manpower is limited, and undead are endless.As time goes by, this barrier will eventually be broken through.

"Our magic stone is no longer enough. Even, even Galio"

If the ordinary magic stone is a "magic battery", then Galio is a "Magic Gundam".

He can not only absorb magic power, but also yearn to output energy.With an army of undead constantly recharging his energy, in theory he is a perpetual motion machine that cannot be beaten to death or exhausted.

However.
"War Wind!"

"Colossus Bash!"

"Justice Punch!"

"." I saw Galio rampaging recklessly on the battlefield, as if bathing in water, killing to his heart's content.

With his towering body like a mountain, every time he swings his fists and flaps his wings, he can wipe out countless undead.

"Duran shield!" The shield magic that Galio uses with full power, and its special taunting effect, is even more a must-kill stunt to stop the enemy's offensive.

For a moment, countless undead were restrained by his taunting magic, stopped attacking, and gathered towards him.

But this still can't stop the enemy.No matter how powerful Galio is, there is only one person, but the undead are endless.

These undead just flooded up one after another, hacking with knives, hacking with axes, and tearing with hands. This kind of weak physical attack, like ants eating, gradually broke through Galio's defense.

What's more, there are many elite death knights among the undead.They all regarded Galio as the number one enemy, roaring towards this giant like a swarm of locusts devouring the world.

"Hiss—" Then, Galio felt pain that he had never felt before.

Only then did he realize that the stone man would also be injured.

The body of white jade carefully carved by Master Du Lang has already been eaten by the undead, and it is pitted and dilapidated, as if it has been corroded by alchemy acid.

Galio finally couldn't hold it anymore, and flapped his wings weakly and flew into the sky.

But the arrows shot by the undead, a few undead mages who knew how to fly, still bit tightly behind him and didn't let go.

The loss of Galio's large-scale taunting magic has freed countless undead from this biggest restraint, and the pressure on the German soldiers has suddenly doubled.

"The enchantment defense line will soon be unable to hold on." Galen sighed.

Jiawen also secretly clenched the spear in his hand, accepting this terrible fact.

Ammunition and arrows were out of ten, and the forbidden magic stone was exhausted, and even Galio, who was an artifact of the kingdom, was unable to fight any longer.

Then what else can they rely on to defend this enchantment?
"Jarvan." Galen slowly raised his Storm Sword.

No need for too many words.The look in his eyes that looked down on death already said everything.

Without guns, cannons, or the blessing of gods, they can only rely on their flesh and blood to block the last line of defense.

They had to hold on, hold on until more Arcatraz came to the front, hold on until Janna gave them victory.

"This..." Prince Jiawen hesitated.

He is not afraid of death.

It is mainly the oracle of the goddess Janna. In addition to telling everyone to "hold on firmly", it also emphasizes that they should try not to die.

If a leader dies, Goddess Janna will lose some power.

And if the leaders all end up in hand-to-hand combat, the bloody close combat like a meat grinder will definitely cause massive casualties.

But even so, Prince Jiawen's hesitation only lasted for a moment.

Because he has no choice.

"Demacia." Prince Jarvan silently recited the name of his motherland, and looked back at the endless field.

This vast and fertile land is the foundation for the Kingdom of Demacia to gain a foothold in the troubled times.

Xiongdu Wangcheng is located in the center of this huge plain, the richest land with the most developed economy and the densest population.

and this means
The population density here is extremely high, and countless civilians cannot evacuate in time.

There is still a flat river here, and there is no danger to defend.

So unlike Zaun and Piltover.Shuangcheng is surrounded by deserted seas and mountains, and only the city needs to be defended.

But what the Demacians need to defend is this entire vast land.

They must not allow the undead to break through the enchantment.Otherwise, east, west, north, south, in all directions, no matter which direction the enemy rushes, countless creatures will be wiped out.

These undead are like a forest fire that has already started a prairie fire. Once it breaks through the hard-fought isolation zone, it will no longer be controlled by firefighters.

Therefore, firefighters can only face the fire.

The leader can only regard death as home, and block the sea of ​​undead with flesh and blood.

"The whole army listens to the order—" Prince Jiawen held the military flag in his hand and shouted loudly.

He took a decisive step forward and walked ahead of everyone.

"Leaders, come out!"

Prince Jiawen directly called out the name of the leader.

Anyway, the various troops stationed in Xiongdu have long been infiltrated into the activity centers of the leaders of Demacia.Not to mention the per capita leaders, but also the per capita investors.

And those aristocrats who fought against Janna had all killed themselves in order to lead the way for Mordekaiser.

Therefore, Prince Jiawen simply stopped acting.

"It belongs to the leader, follow me first!"

He and Galen stepped forward side by side, and saw that they were about to step on the battlefield of life and death.And just when:
"Wait!" An old general in armor, accompanied by the guards of the Imperial Army, hurried over on horseback.

Prince Jiawen looked up, only to realize that this was not an old general present, but:

"Father?" It was King Jarvan who came.

After the "Dragon Change", the old king handed over all important affairs of the country to his son, became the de facto emperor, and lived an early retirement life.

In this undead invasion, it was Prince Jiawen who came forward to preside over the overall situation.

Although the old king also changed into a military uniform and rushed to the scene with the imperial guards led by Xin Zhao, he only acted as a humanoid war totem who gave the soldiers the buff of "Royal Conquest" and cheered them on. .

"Father, what can you do?" Prince Jiawen asked in confusion.

The old king said without any hesitation, "Let me go first, son."

"You?" Prince Jiawen's pupils shrank.

"Yes, let me go up first with the guards." The old king said seriously.

Although his face was old, his muscles were no longer full and strong.But there is still a firm fighting spirit in his eyes, as if he was still the heroic king galloping across the battlefield back then.

"Goddess Janna needs you. You leaders, you can't die yet."

"If someone has to die, let me, the King of Demacia," said, the old king looked at General Xin Zhao who was loyally waiting by his side, and those resolute Imperial Guard soldiers:

"Let our Demacia fighters fight this battle!"

"Father." Prince Jiawen had a complicated expression on his face.

But he still resolutely refused: "No, let us go first. We are the leaders, and the leaders should rush to the front."

"Enough!" interrupted the old king angrily.

He pulled out his saber that he hadn't used for many years, and shouted: "The leader is not afraid of death, but is it true that Demacians are afraid of death?"

"Selfless dedication and heroic sacrifice are not the patents of your leaders!"

"When I led the soldiers to fight the Noxus to the death, your President Levi might not have been born yet!"

The old king is still not the leader.

But, as he says, the spirit of sacrifice is not an invention of leaders alone.

Demacia has never lacked fighters to defend the country, nor soldiers who sacrificed for the country.This ancient kingdom can continue to this day, relying on them.

"You are not the only ones who are qualified to be heroes." The old king looked firmly at Prince Jarvan, "We, Demacia, never lack heroes!"

"so."

"Let me go first, kid."

"I am the king of Demacia, and I have sworn to protect this land."

"Also." His eyes softened quietly: "Don't forget."

"I'm still a father."

Prince Jiawen: "."

Looking at the vicissitudes of his father's face, he was usually simple and reckless, but now his eyes were wet with emotion.

"Xin Zhao." The old king passed his son and stood at the front.

"Here!" Xin Zhao silently followed.And standing far behind him are thousands of Imperial Guard soldiers waiting in full battle.

Seeing that they were about to go to the battlefield, they rushed towards the surging undead.

"Wait!" This time, it was Prince Jiawen who stopped them.

The old king came back to his senses with a complex expression, only to see Prince Jiawen looking at him firmly: "Father, let us lead the way first."

"Shut up!" The old king savagely refused: "I've said it all, this is Demacia!"

"Demacia has no shortage of heroes! You don't need leaders here!"

"Father." Prince Jiawen said unmoved: "Demacia has no shortage of heroes, but there has never been a hero who is separated from the people and can achieve great things alone."

"You said you are the hero of Demacia, but can you go to the battlefield by yourself?"

"Not the Janissary soldiers behind you. They also have their own thoughts and beliefs."

"You think the Demacians should go first and let the leader hide behind, but what about them?"

"Of course they followed me voluntarily!" said the old king angrily.

"There are no cowards among my soldiers. Now behind them is the motherland, their home and relatives. Thousands of lives need to be saved, how can the soldiers of Demacia shrink back?"

"No, Father." Prince Jiawen shook his head, "I'm not saying your soldiers are timid."

"I mean, they don't necessarily agree with your decision to keep the leader behind."

"Aren't you still questioning that they are afraid of death, that they dare not ascend first?" The old king confronted.

"No, what I mean," said Prince Jarvan, "is that they won't support your idea of ​​keeping the leaders behind because:"

"They themselves are leaders!"

Saying so, Prince Jiawen summoned his own thread of faith.

The soldiers of the Imperial Guard also showed their faith and summoned countless sparkling threads.

"Father, look." Prince Jiawen said solemnly, "Most of them are leaders."

The old king's argument that let the Germans go first, let the leaders die less, and contribute more strength to Ganna is simply not true.

Unless he can go to the battlefield alone and be a general without soldiers.

Otherwise, both sides will be leaders, and it will be the same for everyone.

"." The old king was silent.

As a retired old man who doesn't care about worldly affairs, he really didn't notice that the proportion of leaders in the Imperial Guard was already so high.

Prince Jiawen was right, there was no need for him to go, his sacrifice could not reduce the casualties of the leader.

Even if he becomes this hero, he is also a hero supported by the leaders with their lives.

"But is this a matter of being a hero or not?!" Looking at his silly son with a simple and honest face, the old king was very annoyed.

Could it be that he ran out to snatch this one who was first in the battle just to be a hero and to go down in history?

No.He just knew that if he didn't go, his stupid son would definitely go first.

"Bastard!" As he said that, the old king couldn't help cursing again: "The soldiers of the Guards are willing to die with me, why do you have to point it out—"

"Let me die as a hero, and let you continue to live as a child of a human hero instead of the last prince of a corrupt royal family?"

Prince Jiawen's answer was concise and powerful: "Because I am the leader."

"Leader! Leader! You are so bewildered by chanting sutras, you don't even want humanity for your faith!" The old king became more and more impatient.

But Prince Jiawen said, "I'm not just a leader."

"Father, don't forget."

"I'm still a son."

The old king: "."

There was a brief silence.

The magic stone used to repair the enchantment was gradually exhausted, and the undead army finally broke through this crumbling high fortress.

"Father, I'll see you after victory." Prince Jiawen left a tall back view for his father.

Then, under the watchful eyes of all the leaders and German soldiers, he jumped into the sea of ​​undead:
"For Janna—"

"For the family!"

(End of this chapter)