After listening to Jeno's explanation, Irelia breathed a sigh of relief, but then shook her head again: "But I still can't do that, treating my compatriots as units of measurement, as numbers that can be increased or decreased at will. They are all flesh and blood beings, and I can't take death so lightly. ”

"War is a game, you calculate me, I calculate you, even if the sacrifice of your compatriots makes your heart like a knife, you must think like this. Only accurate calculations and flawless responses can minimize casualties, you let them go to Talu Bay to delay time, but you didn't tell them how to delay, you didn't tell them how long to delay, and even you are not very familiar with the terrain of Talu Bay, so in order to achieve your vague goal, they can only try their best to do a good job, using their own methods! In the end, it was such a tragic result! The enemy has a fleet, a cannon! And they only have physical bodies and flame stones, what else can they do but do that......"

Jano suddenly stood up and yelled at Irelia, almost throwing the Zan family crest hanging on the wall at her.

There was a constant cry of shouting from the dilapidated old house, scaring away the fireflies stuck to the windows.

"Since you have become a leader recognized by people, you should learn these intriguing things, only know that the one who leads the charge is a reckless man, and a leader does what a leader should do!"

Jeno said a lot of heart-wrenching, or heart-wrenching, things to Irelia in front of everyone, for a long time, from tears to tears.

No one has ever seen Jeno talk so much, in everyone's perception he is always strategic, calm and unhurried, so he often puts a smile on his lips, knows everyone's preferences and important experiences well, such as a number of treasures, and occasionally says some inappropriate words, but very caring.

But this also shows that Jeno is also very aware of their weaknesses, so when he criticizes a person, his words are often to the point, and every word is like an accurate bullet, hitting the fragility in his heart. He is like a roundworm in the stomach, a devil by the pillow, who knows your weaknesses so well that there will be no room for refutation from those who are being criticized.

It looks like he's cursing, but in fact, he's really interpreting the truest self that Irelia doesn't want to face.

But beyond that, only Jeno knew how anxious he was under his sometimes angry and sometimes rational expression.

He knew a lot of things that were happening on the Runetera Continent, and he knew that a second war would break out between Ionia and Noxus sooner or later, but he didn't know the outcome of this war. But the fiasco on the battlefield everywhere pushed the same result in front of him again and again.

That was the fall of Ionia.

But he still clung to the last glimmer of hope in his hand, Precidian.

After Jano finished what he wanted to say, he slowly sat back down, and the contact with Irelia in the past two days had given him a deep understanding of this woman.

Irelia doesn't see things long enough, and if she were on a battlefield, she would be a good striker, able to lead her soldiers into battle, and a constant morale booster.

But putting her in the position of a decision-maker would be lacking, and she is not a fraction of what Svein is compared to. It only took ten years to rejuvenate a huge empire that was strong and powerful, and what an incredible achievement.

Jeno also felt that a woman who liked to secretly wipe her tears behind people was not suitable to be a leader, and every time she had in-depth communication with Irelia, he was exhausted, and she knew nothing about the battlefield.

But people are willing to follow Arelia, and Jeno has not found a better candidate, perhaps under the ideological education of the harmonious tradition of Ionia, resourceful talents will not be born. Because there was almost no struggle here, there was no intrigue for survival, and there was no deceit in the pursuit of fame and fortune. Everyone is kind, helping each other, and everyone solves problems together, and not many people can think about problems independently and thoughtfully.

But to make a person think about all the problems, and she has rarely been exposed to problems before, then it is very difficult to be human.

Fortunately, Irelia can't do anything else, but her ability to accept it is quite strong, and she can keep the example given by Jeno in mind.

She also went through a few wars before she could truly grow up and become a leader that everyone trusted.

But the reality is cruel, she has no capital to fail.

Jano also thought that after telling all of Irelia's shortcomings, she would angrily drive herself away. But no, Irelia humbly accepted Jeno's lesson, and then straightened her attitude.

"I'm really going backwards and regression, and I don't have a clear goal when I was 14 years old. After the war ended, I spent ten years trying to accept the changes it had brought to us, but I didn't pay any attention to the defense of Noxus. The enemy is trying to get stronger, and I'm letting people divide and fight each other, setting Ionia back ten years in a row, which has led me to sit here like a crybaby. Jeno's heartfelt words made me realize that I can't be confused any longer, I must be calm and sensible, and I must let Ionia get through this difficult time. ”

Irelia smiled self-deprecatingly, then looked fixedly at the crest of the Zan family, and said intently, as if she was talking to the souls of her ancestors and ancestors, and swearing to all souls.

"I thought you'd get angry and drive me away?" Jeno smashed it, and Irelia's words made him feel a little dreamlike unreal.

"No, I still need your advice to me. If you still have any opinions, please increase your efforts, although I don't want to be scolded, but I don't want to see me cause a tragedy with my own hands. ”

Everyone smiled, and Irelia waited for the follow-up with a shy face.

"Then let's talk about the follow-up of the enemy's landing at Talu Bay."

"The Noxians were stationed there after they landed in the Bay of Taru. They began to collect fresh water, hunt, and treat the wounded, and did not advance inland for the time being, they should have waited for the main force to follow up and act in concert. ”

Irelia got serious, reaching over the sand table and pointing.

"The walls have been built, and there is a magnificent barrier separating the two armies, and they may be trying to find a way to break through the barrier, otherwise the two armies will be cut off and will not be able to fight together at all."

"Unloading the ship's cannon may shatter the barrier."

"This unit didn't bring pack beasts, and it couldn't pull many cannons by manpower alone. Almost all the siege equipment was on the side of Darius, and the only way to break the barrier was to rely on the main force led by him. ”

"Then they can climb the mountain to the west of the Navoli plain and join the main force."

"Not really, the mountains in the southern mountains are like dogs gnawed by Syndra, and it's hard to climb over."

Bang!

As soon as Jeno finished saying this, a dark orb appeared on the sand table, completely crushing the model of Precidian, and Sindra's evil whisper came from above:

"I'm not here with you to treat me like air, to give you a chance to block the language again, or I'll make Presidians disappear from the map, and there will be no need to fight."