Sylvanas led the rangers into position behind the human heavy infantry. They did not join the slaughter on the front line; that was not a ranger's duty. Their duty was to provide ranged support for the human heavy infantry.
The longbow in her hands, named Thori'dal, bent and sprang back again and again. Every arrow pierced the throat of an orc archer or shaman. Her arrows were not all purely physical shots; some arrowheads were wreathed in intense arcane energy visible to the naked eye.
"Left flank, three o'clock. An orc shaman is placing an Earthbind Totem." Her cool voice carried clearly to the dozen or so rangers behind her. "Destroy the Earthbind Totem first. Those things will seriously hinder the heavy infantry's advance. Then find that shaman and kill him!"
The next moment, more than a dozen arrows blazing with intense arcane energy soared into the air-Arcane Shot, the rangers' most common, most powerful, and most useful magical attack skill. They converged on the Earthbind Totem the orc shaman had planted in the ground.
A dozen or so orc warriors raised their shields and desperately lunged toward the Earthbind Totem. If they protected it well, they would have a chance to strike back.
A single Earthbind Totem could affect an entire area. Any enemy soldiers entering that area would have their feet entangled by vines reaching up from underground, leaving them unable to move. Although the effect did not last long, it was a terrifying disaster in battle for human heavy infantry, who relied on formations to counter the formidable individual strength of orcs. Whenever one appeared, it became the highest-priority target.
Sylvanas did not attack the Earthbind Totem. Her sharp eyes searched for the orc shaman. The orcs might block one volley at the totem, but how many