Finding a Way
"Is this thing very precious?" Zul'ra looked at Lirath, whose expression became subtle, and blinked. He was just joking, letting Elves relax and help until now. There is no reason to let go now, let alone waste the favor that he spent so much effort to sell for this hammer... o0×X×0o.. o0×X×0o.
"Of course." Lilas nodded without hesitation after listening to Sanra's words. This cosmic infuser was made by soaking in Sunwell water. There are no more than fifteen weapons in Quel'Thalas that have been soaked in Sunwell water.
"Then I'll return it to you after use." Zul'ra looked at the nodding Elves boy and couldn't help but smile.
"No, that's not what I meant." Lirath listened to Zul'ra's words and couldn't help but shake his head quickly. Amani was a feuding person in the past, and he came to help in this critical moment. Quel'dorei already owed a favor. If he wanted to take back what he gave away just because it was too precious, wouldn't Quel'dorei be too stingy.
"Okay, I'll accept it." Zul'ra looked at the embarrassed young man and couldn't help but grin. This kid doesn't take it easy.
"Zul'ra Jin..." Lirath looked at Trolls who was grinning widely. He couldn't help but blush slightly, but he laughed again after looking carefully for a few times and understood the joke Zul'ra made on him. It's just that he didn't quite understand the point of Trolls's laughter, but the joke was indeed very kind.
"Don't worry!" Zul'ra looked at the Elves boy who turned slightly red and then smiled, and reached out to pat his shoulder to reassure him.
"Thank you, King of the Amani." Lirath looked at the tall Trolls and clapped his hands, and couldn't help but feel extremely grateful.
"Zul'ra Jin, we are ready." Mordu walked over, Trolls Warrior are ready.
"I'm going to take a look at Mela and the others." Lirath looked at Trolls Witch Doctor walking towards him, nodded slightly to him, and then quickly went to check on Mela.
"Has everyone rested? Are there any injured?" Zul'ra watched Lirath walk away and asked Mordu.
"We have rested. Everyone has basically recovered. Those guys used the power of the sun very well and gave us potions and food." Mordu nodded and looked at those Elves, and told his feelings about these feuding races.
"Well, that's good, no one feels uncomfortable, right?" Zul'ra looked at Mordu, who was very rational, and couldn't help but slightly chin his head, and asked pointedly.
"That's not true. Everyone obeys your orders. Although we have been fighting with them in the past, in general, some of us were killed, and they were also killed by us. Other situations were not considered." Mordu said it very plainly and pointed to the center.
"Yes, it should be like this. You have also seen now that this the Scourge is against all life, and the Undead you have seen is only the surface power of the Scourge. Only by joining forces can we safely resist the Scourge. All the hatred in the past must be put aside here." Zul'ra couldn't help but nodded after hearing the words.
"Yes, we just did what you said." Mordu looked at those sea-like Undead and couldn't help but affirmed. He couldn't imagine how powerful the Scourge was, but in summary, they were right to do what King of the Amani said.
"You not only have to do what I say, but you also have to learn to see the stakes and learn how to make choices. This is the way to survive in the long term." Zul'ra pointed with thick eyebrows. Although he liked such obedient subordinates, he must have his own ideas. You must know that he is not omnipotent.
"You are right." Mordu looked at the chief who was teaching him a lesson, and inexplicably felt a little attention. He couldn't help but nodded quickly, while chewing the word "choice" in his heart.
Soon, Elves's side was also ready. Mela brought a group of more experienced Elves soldiers. He himself also carried a red-ridged two-handed sword. On the other side, there was a group of Elves civilian men and women who were restless and waiting with weapons. They were also about to join the battle.
The task of Zul'ra is to take his Trolls and Mela's Elves southward from Farstrider Square to find a suitable breakout route. At that time, Lirath will send experienced soldiers, just like before, to lay out a defensive belt in the city, and then allow civilians to break through the protective belt.
"Let's go!" Zul'ra pointed at the ruins south of the square with Cosmic Infuser in his hand, and then rushed out first, leading the Trollss to rush away from the sparse Undeads.
"Follow up, keep up." Mela looked at Trolls who rushed out, and took the lead in leading Elves out, and stopped from time to time to let the soldiers follow.
Zul'ra ran to the ruins, looked at the several street intersections of Silvermoon City in the distance, and gestured to Mordu to wait for Trolls to stop, wait for Mela behind him to follow with Elves, and let him indicate the route.
"This is Royal Exchange, that direction is the Hall of Respite, there is a square fountain, and this side is a bank. Let me think about it, from this intersection to the south, through two streets, there should be the Walk of Elders, and you can reach the east gate through the Walk of Elders." Mela looked at several street intersections to identify, and then pointed to a street intersection and said.
"Undead is coming." A shout rang out.
"There are some here too."
"There are those ahead too." Along with the shouts, countless Undeads emerged from the ruins and street entrances. In addition to skeletons, zombies and abominations, there were also Death Knights riding skeletal war horses.
"Rush there." Zul'ra looked at Undead all around, couldn't help but roared, and took the lead to rush towards the street intersection pointed by Mela just now. Trolls and Elves followed his footsteps.
Elves and Trolls had a total of about six hundred people. They easily rushed away from the Undead at the target street intersection and entered the street full of Undead. Trolls and Elves were the first to rush up and attack those Undead, and a melee broke out on the street.
While everyone was fighting, Zul'ra and Mela retreated to the side. Mela grabbed a Elves boy and asked him to find a suitable path. However, the Elves boy was a little at a loss for words. He turned left and right, and spoke as if he was giving instructions.
"This is too troublesome. I think it's better to break through the wall and just smash a way out." Zul'ra looked at the Elves boy's instructions, which were like passwords, and felt that his brain was a little fried.
"Death Knight is coming." A loud roar came from the distance, Death Knight was coming, ordinary Warrior couldn't deal with that thing.
"Then do as you say, you go and clear the way, I will deal with Death Knight." Mela looked at the compatriots whose faces were red with anxiety, and instantly recognized Zul'ra's words. At the same time, he shouted loudly, raised his hands and rushed out. As he ran out, a golden light shone on his body, spreading out like ripples.
"Paladin?" Zul'ra looked at Mela, whose body was shining with golden light, and couldn't help but raised his eyebrows. He really didn't see that this Mela was actually a Paladin, but now was not the time to be surprised by this.