Sylvanas has lost its seventh Rangers Camp. To be precise, except for the large Fortress Deatholme far to the south of Ghostlands and the important Camp that have been surrounded Except for Tranquillien Outpost, all Outpost stationed in Ghostlands by Quel'Thalas have been removed.
Silvermoon City Mages' Council's Dawnstar Spire and Sanctum of the Sun have lost contact for 3 days. All civilians in Goldenmist Village and Windrunner Village were slaughtered. This incident The situation made the whole Quel'Thalas panic, so Silvermoon Council also put a lot of pressure on Sylvanas, asking her to calm down the hidden dangers of Undead as soon as possible.
"Hidden danger!... In the eyes of those idiots, these 70,000 Undead are just "hidden dangers"!"
Sylvanas is no longer as indifferent and calm as it was three days ago. She clutched the order sent from Silvermoon Council, and her silver teeth were almost broken. When she saw the smoke rising from Goldenmist Village, she didn't want to send troops to rescue, but she also discovered the weakness of her own army.
That coward is right, there is no Holy Water, there is no Priest, ordinary soldiers face a huge number of Undead, there is no hope of victory! Even if there is Mage The help of's powerful magic can only temporarily level the situation. Although Quel'Thalas is known as "City of Mage", not every Elf is a qualified Mage.
High Elf inherited the advantages of the Elf family. It has a long life, but reproduction is extremely difficult. Although it has taken root in Quel'Thalas for 7,000 years, the entire population of Quel'Thalas is now only 2 million, or even only one-third of the total population of Lordaeron.
The life of every Elf is precious, but now, Sylvanas has to use their lives as a bet. This is the third time Tranquillien Outpost has asked for help. Sylvanas cannot have any more demands from Outpost, who has persisted in the Undead Sea for three days, and she cannot wait in Defensive Rune.
Although the number of Holy Water is far from enough, Sylvanas decided to send troops today to bring back the Hero in Tranquillien Outpost.
Sylvanas's plan is very risky, but she believes that after Mage Corps cleared the road from Fairbreeze Village to Tranquillien Outpost, with the high mobility of Ranger Corps, they can completely retreat to Defensive Rune before Undead encircles them.
When 4000 Rangers set off, Sylvanas was riding on her own Hawkstrider. She now regrets not forcing that coward to stay with her, because what he said has been confirmed one by one.
In three days, Rangerss destroyed at least 100 Gargoyles, but Sylvanas knew that this kind of dark monster must have covered the entire Ghostlands, the Dragonhawk troops responsible for reconnaissance were completely unable to clear the airspace due to their small number. Therefore, before the war began, the Rangerss lost their greatest advantage - concealment!
But again, Sylvanas has no choice... just like Dick said, there are some things she has to do!
"Theron! After I left, you and Halduron each brought two Ranger Corps as support, waiting for my news!"
Sylvanas ordered the two Deputy who were following him. Lor'themar, who had a relationship with Dick, nodded. The other young Ranger-Lord, who had blond hair, a silver headband, and carried a gorgeous heavy crossbow, also nodded to indicate that he understood.
The female general took one last look at the bright sunshine of Fairbreeze Village and Quel'Thalas, as well as the strong Elf-style building behind her. She suddenly had a bad feeling in her heart, and she shook it off head, threw it aside, then raised his left hand and waved downwards, 4000 Rangers and Mage walked forward, Courage walked out Quel'Thalas Protection of Defensive Rune.
On the other side, Arthas, who was sitting on a big cold stone with his eyes closed and meditating, stood up with a sigh. In Gargoyle's spiritual connection, Arthas saw the scene of Elven Rangers walking out of Defensive Rune,
This made King of the Death Knights, who had been waiting for an opportunity, his eyes light up, and he pulled out Runeblade from the stone in front of him. Frostmourne, with a gentle lift, the stone cracked. And under the will of His Majesty, countless pairs of Blood Red and Undead Fire suddenly ignited on the empty ground around him, and even the ground began to shake violently.
"The prey is caught in the net! My good Hunters, Operation!"
Arthas mounted the neighing Skeletal Warhorse, his favorite mount, Invincible, and waved forward with one hand, Woodland behind him The Gargoyles hanging upside down on the dead tree trunks flapped their wings one after another and rushed into the sky with screams, blocking out the sky and the sun. Under these Darkness Veils, their ferocity was even more apparent.
Skeletal Warhorse, which was blessed by Death Power of Frostmourne, slapped the black and tattered Bat Wings that should not exist, took a few steps, and flew into the sky with its villain master. On the other side, Death Knights lurked outside Ghostlands also received the master's will from Mind Network shared by Frostmourne. So at this moment, if you look down from the sky, you can see that Three Black Cavalry Forces is rushing towards the location of Tranquillien Outpost from three directions.
Sylvanas, who is traveling at high speed, doesn't know all this!
But neither of the two sides who were about to meet discovered that on the southernmost battlefield of Ghostlands, there was also a team of Warhorse and Hawkstrider mixed together, moving in the direction of Taqueline with difficulty. They set off earlier, but due to their slower speed, it was probably difficult to catch up with the beginning of this war between the living and the dead.
"Paladin, follow me Charge! Open the way forward for Priests!"
Dick rode on the tall Warhorse, calling for his teammates, Mael-Dawnblade urged Warhorse, and quickly followed Behind Dick, other Paladins also attached Holy Light to their weapons and launched Charge towards the Undead Sea blocking the front of the team.
It is worth mentioning that behind Paladins, there are nearly 20 Elf riding on Hawkstrider Warrior, followed by Paladin, Charge, they wore bright red Phoenix Armor that was completely different from Paladin, holding Elven Saber and Crested Shield put Full-face Helm down. Although there was no surge of Holy Light, with the blessing of Priest who were not far from the battlefield, these soldiers also had the lethality against Undead.
Liadrin stood in front of a dozen Priest. When Mael-Dawnblade entered Deatholme to recruit volunteers, this High Priest immediately joined the team for Salvation General Sylvanas.
Sylvanas is her friend, and she doesn't want to see her die in the war with Undead. Although she still has doubts about Combat Strength in this team, when she saw Dick, Liadrin put the last doubt in the back of her mind. She instinctively felt that Dick was trustworthy.
But this team has been extremely unlucky from the time it set out. During the two-day march, they encountered five attacks from Undead. Priest and Paladin both had healing spells, so there was no attrition yet, but everyone was already very tired, and they were still at least one-third of the distance from Taqueline.
"Holy Light! Purification This land!"
Dick will be filled with Holy Power, and the shining Fire of Justice is held in the hand. Every swing can set off a wave of frenzy in the Undead Sea. After turning on After Retribution Aura, Paladin who followed him quickly penetrated Undead Sea. Since the knights were not far apart, they penetrated one after another and successfully separated a Path of Ashes in the Undead Sea.
With Dick and now Holy Power, these are far from being considered as powerful Undead. Almost as long as they come into contact with his Mutated Holy Light mixed with Order Power, they will be wiped out.
Liadrin led Priest, and under the protection of returning Paladin, urged Hawkstrider to quickly cross the battlefield, but a group of people broke away from the slow Undead army After the pursuit, the frowning Dick clenched his left hand and shot a Holy Shock into the sky. The next moment, a Gargoyle with flapping wings fell from the sky and was decapitated by Myra with a sword.
Dick looked at the direction in which the other Gargoyle were fleeing, turned around and shouted loudly to Priest and Warrior,
"Taqueline's battle has begun! Your Hawkstrider has too little endurance. Our Warhorse can bear the weight of two people. Knights, ride with two people. Use Holy Light to relieve Warhorse's fatigue. We don't have much time left!"
After saying that, Dick urged Warhorse to run to Liadrin and stretched out his hand towards her. High Priest glared at Dick glanced at him and handed his hand to him. Dick pulled hard and carried Liadrin, who was very light, onto Warhorse. The other knights also quickly completed the transfer.
Warm Holy Light was injected into Warhorse's body by the knights. This warm energy soon restored a little Stamina to the equally exhausted Warhorse. After resting for a few minutes, everyone charged in the direction of Taquelin again.
Being held in Dick's arms, Ms. Liadrin felt a little uneasy. She asked softly,
"Maybe... maybe Sylvanas can break out..."
"Stop dreaming, Ms. Liadrin, you have also seen that Arthas even did not hesitate to dedicate a large number of troops to stop the only Paladins that can cause terrible damage to his Burning Legion. This shows that he is determined to win Ranger Corps from Sylvanas!"
Dick said to Liadrin while controlling the fast-moving Warhorse,
"I simply can't imagine how bad the situation will be if Rangers from Resurrection join Burning Legion from Arthas... Even Sylvanas, if she, High Lord, is also transformed into Necromancer..."
"No! Windrunner family women don't die that easily!"
Liadrin gritted his teeth and interrupted Dick's guess. Paladin smiled and said nothing. Because Warhorse was running too fast, Priest's body The body was even close to his armor, and Dick could smell the fragrance of Liadrin's hair, which made him a little distracted, but as soon as he thought of Young Lady's face, the fluctuations in his heart quickly subsided.
"Knight Dick... Are we really in time?"
Liadrin's somewhat frustrated and worried voice reached Dick's ears again. This time, Paladin did not answer immediately. He looked at the land occupied by the wandering Risens and said in a deep voice,
"If we don't do it, it will never be too late. We did everything we could... and leave the rest to Fate!"
"Well...Sylvanas... Hold on! I... I'm coming!"
Ms. Liadrin reached out and pushed away the hair that blocked her eyes. She took the initiative to take over Dick's palm and continued to inject her own Holy Power into In Warhorse's body, don't doubt Liadrin's accomplishments in Holy Light spells. Her Holy Power is nearly three times more than Dick!
Just when Dick was approaching the battlefield with Paladin and Priest, Sylvanas was already Despair.
She raised her head and looked around, Undead! It was all Undead!
The sky, the earth, Blood Red's Undead Fire are burning! When the first insect-like Nerubians appeared from below the ground in the Rangers army, Sylvanas had a premonition that something was wrong. When Gargoyle grabbed Plague Jar and raided the tightly protected Mage from the sky, Sylvanas had already concluded that they had been ambushed!