Reinforcements for Silvermoon City
Just when Arthas entered Silvermoon City, Zul'ra and Lirath took a thousand soldiers to reach Fairbreeze Village of Eversong Woods. Before leaving, Lirath also arranged the defense of Goldenmist Village. They delayed their departure until the middle of the morning. In the meantime, they also tried to find a way to get through the Elrendar River, which wasted a lot of time.••¤(`×[¤ ¤]×´)¤••
Along the way, Zul'ra and Lirath walked forward along Dead Scar. After crossing Elrendar River, Lirath breathed a sigh of relief, because the wide black mark of death in the dense forest was no longer as straight as before, it seemed to be forced to turn.
After avoiding Dead Scar for a while, Lirath's heart started to rise again, because there were large black scars in the mountain forest. Those black scars were the same as Dead Scar's black. They were both the color that annihilated all life, but they were not the same color. They were one in the east and the other in the west. It was obvious that there had been intense battles.
Sensing the existence of battle traces, Lirath sped up. Zul'ra followed him and observed, and his heart gradually became excited, because as time went by, through observing the battle traces, his evaluation of the Scourge's combat power became higher and higher.
Zul'ra's understanding of the Scourge is exactly the types of troops he knew when playing Warcraft, such as abominations, spider monsters, gargoyles, Meat Wagon, Frost Wyrms, Undead mages, etc., but he has not seen most of these types of soldiers yet. The only ones that are more shocking are the monsters Dead Scar that stepped out of the dense forest.
Based on his lack of understanding of the Scourge, Zul'ra decided to personally lead the team and try his best to support Quel'Thalas. However, based on his current observation, the war potential displayed by those brainless skeletons and zombies is really terrifying. They have no fear, and they act uniformly according to orders. They will not give up until they achieve their goals.
After just one night's rest, the Scourge's army had already broken through Quel'Thalas's defense line and charged directly into Eversong Woods, even reaching Silvermoon City, if there is no way to escape, the first thing Zul'ra wants to do now is to go back and call on Amani's army to conquer Undead, but it's useless.
Although he doesn't know much about the Scourge, Zul'ra knows the Scourge's biggest weakness. Those skeleton zombies have no brains. They rely on the deployment of Lich King and Undead mages, so decapitation tactics are the best way to deal with them, as long as Draenor can't be killed. Lich King in Icecrown Glacier, no matter how many Undead are defeated, it will be in vain.
The same principle also applies to the current situation of Quel'Thalas, so Zul'ra patiently went deep into the country of Elves, and followed Lirath to Fairbreeze Village of Eversong Woods. After arriving at the location, Lirath and many Elves Warrior fell to his knees directly on the ground, gone. The once prosperous village Tranquility was dead.
There were only Undead wandering around in the village, and some scattered skeleton zombies. The living people were either dead or left. Faltora went to observe it personally and came back with tears in his eyes. Lirath was in great pain, but after wiping his tears, he let everyone rest where they were for two hours, and then rushed to Silvermoon City in the dark along Forest Road.
At dawn, there was a slight chill in the air. Zul'ra followed Lirath to Silvermoon City. He had some hope for Silvermoon City. After all, Elvess have accumulated over thousands of years, and with such a large population, the Scourge attacked the capital, so they are not determined to fight to the bitter end. As long as they are ruthless, even though they will be breached in the end, they can hold off for two days and transfer the population away, right?
Although holding on to hope, Zul'ra walked out of the lush forest and was a little shocked when he saw the city with faint screams in the distance. Elves actually didn't block it for even a day. Compared to the surprised Zul'ra, Lirath didn't say anything, and they rushed towards the city that was already on the verge of being broken with Elves.
"Quickly, follow up and prepare to fight." Zul'ra roared, leading Trollss to catch up and rush into the city along the broken city wall. This was the first time he set foot in Elves's country, but he did not appreciate the beauty and magnificence of the city. All he saw was crying and death.
"For Quel'Thalas, fight until death." Lirath pulled out a scimitar and roared, slashing away a Ghoul.
"Lirath, rescue your comrades." Zul'ra helped Witch Doctor quickly release voodoo magic, and also sprinkled a piece of voodoo green light on the fighting Elves, and shouted at the same time, Elves's most important task now is to search for living people.
"Charge, Charge in the direction of Sunfury Spire." Lirath listened to the shouts from the battlefield and chopped down a skeleton holding a shield with his backhand, pointing at the tallest and largest white spire in the city. The Arcane light on that tower had dimmed and disappeared, but it was the place with the most screams in the city.
A thousand Trolls and Elves swarmed through the square and streets, rushing through the dense Undead Dead Scar to the east of the city, Zul'ra knocked away several Ghouls who were rushing towards them, and jumped onto the dome of the Elvess first. His eyes swept over the places within his sight. There were battles going on in many places in this city.
Zul'ra stood on the roof, watching the scattered battles going on in the streets and alleys, identifying Elves and Trolls below, asking them to rescue them, and absorbing the stragglers, so that the team of 1,000 people increased to about 1,200 people in the blink of an eye, but his behavior soon attracted attention.
"Whoosh!" A sound broke through the air. Zul'ra had the experience of being Aimed Shot once, but this time he was able to cope with it easily. With a swing of his cane, he knocked away the flying arrow. Then he looked towards the direction where the arrow flew, and saw a figure flashing past the corner of the street.
Seeing the figure retreating after the sneak attack failed, Sangla did not pursue him. Silver Moon City was really too chaotic, with fighting everywhere. He didn't know if it was a trap set by others, so he jumped out of the house and helped the troops break through the undead blockade on a street. From time to time, he jumped on the roof to help everyone guide the direction.
Soon, a team of more than 1,500 people gathered and rushed to Sunfury Spire. Sunfury Spire is the place where Sun King rests and lives. The political center of Quel'Thalas is now heavily surrounded by Undeads. The Court of the Sun in front of Sunfury Spire is filled with civilians, and the surrounding area is surrounded by soldiers fighting hard.
"For Quel'Thalas." Lirath led Warrior into the crowd. Zul'ra stared at the battlefield, his eyes falling directly on Undead One of the E group, Death Knight, who was riding a skeletal war horse, jumped directly over a distance of more than ten meters and jumped directly to the Death Knight.
Facing Zul'ra who jumped to the side, Death Knight clamped the skeletal war horse between his legs. Undead separated his left and right sides, and rushed over with a mace in hand. He wanted to use the power of the hammer to hit his opponent, but Trolls, who was opposite him, ducked to avoid his blow. Then he felt a tightening in his wrist, followed by a sudden spin.
"Come down here!" Zul'ra grabbed the charging Death Knight by the wrist and dragged him off the horse. Then he looked at the Undeads who were gathering from the left and right, and simply shook his arms, Death Knight He treated like a human hammer and swiped him left and right, causing Undead to flip over for a while, and then there was a click. Zul'ra only had a broken arm in his hand, and the hand of the arm was still holding the mace tightly.
"..." Zul'ra looked at the severed arm holding the mace in his hand, and couldn't help curling his lips. He smashed a Ghoul away with his flying hand, then waved the wooden staff in his hand and started to smash it again. While getting rid of the rotting corpses and bones that were in the way, he leaned towards the white spire over there.
Thank you Tugoushi for the reward and support.