"By the Holy Light..."
Everyone who witnessed this scene, including the High Elf, groaned softly. The sight was so breathtaking, it was simply unimaginable!
No! Quel'Danas! Sunwell Plateau!
Sylvanas screamed desperately, demanding that the pursuit continue, Jiang Jie stopped her.
"Without the power of Frostmourne, the ice is melting, and we can't catch up." Jiang Jie pointed to the ice surface where the Undead had walked.
In the area closest to Silvermoon City, the ice began to melt, and many Undead even fell into the water.
While Frostmourne is powerful, it's impossible for it to support an ice surface stretching for tens of kilometers. In fact, the reason Arthas only took 50,000 Undead was because the ice surface protected by Frostmourne could only accommodate that many Undead.
The remaining Undead were all left in Silvermoon City!
Arthas didn't care about the loss of low-level Undead; as long as the high-level Undead remained, or even as long as he was alive, he could create an endless stream of Undead!
"It's too late. How do we get to Quel'Danas? Prince Kael'thas took almost all the mages with him, and the nearest Sunsail Anchorage, is several hours away." Jiang Jie looked up at the sky; Naxxramas was moving towards Quel'Danas. "What we need to do now is to do everything in our power to eliminate the Undead and save this city! Naxxramas is about to leave, the binding spells here will disappear, the portal will open soon, and more reinforcements... will arrive!"
Resentment, unwillingness, pain, worry...
However, regardless of the circumstances, as an excellent commander, Sylvanas was very clear:
Even if they could go to Quel'Danas, let alone not be able to, these people wouldn't be of any use.
The Ranger Legion... is ultimately inferior to the Sunfury Legion and the Dawnblade Legion; this cannot be denied.
The High Elf are a magical kingdom, where mages hold a much higher status than rangers, and even Spellbreaker are considered superior to rangers!
Moreover, there were none of the "tens of thousands of rangers" she claimed.
The ranger forces suffered heavy losses, losing nearly half their strength in repeated Scourge. Many more rangers remain scattered throughout Quel'Thalas, but fewer than two thousand are still fighting in Silvermoon City...
Sylvanas quickly rallied and continued the fight.
Jiang Jie, however, headed towards the outside of the city.
Hawkspear and Nathanos, the two ranger lords, led three hundred rangers, along with several hundred scattered rangers they had gathered along the way. They finally arrived and plugged the gap created by Anub'Rekhan. Then, one by one, they nimbly and skillfully climbed the city walls, watchtowers, and rooftops, looking down and shooting at the Undead.
Further away, the Ashen Army is almost there.
Like a sharp sword, the Ashen Army followed closely behind the Ranger forces and plunged into Silvermoon City!
And " Ashbringer " Fenna is the tip of this sword, an indestructible tip!
Many people in Silvermoon City know Fenna.
When Fenna was young, she lived in Silvermoon City with her mother, who was High Elf.
Later, inspired by the Holy Light, she became a Paladin and, like other elven Paladin, joined the Order of the Silver Hand. She then lived in Lordaeron for many years, making it her home.
Perhaps it was the warmth of humanity that moved her; she preferred Lordaeron to Quel'Thalas.
As an unpopular Half-Elf and a disciple of Uther the Lightbringer, she did not answer the Sun King's summons when the Undead Plague broke out, nor did she return to Silvermoon City. Instead, she remained in Lordaeron to fight for Lordaeron.
Now, she's back, with the Ashen Army!
The name " Ashbringer " spread to Silvermoon City even earlier than that of " Silver Hand." The Paladin and Priest who were inspired by the Holy Light were all excited when they heard the name " Ashbringer."
When they saw Fenna wielding Ashbringer and sweeping all before her, the scattered elven Paladin who had been fighting individually all joined the Ashen Army, forming an even more terrifying wave of Holy Light.
Compared to Uther, the "pure human" wielding the " Silver Hand," these High Elf preferred Fenna, the " Half-Elf " wielding Ashbringer.
After all, the latter had the blood of High Elf flowing through its veins.
This gave them a sense of pride as High Elf:
Look, the famous " Ashbringer " is half High Elf!
There weren't many elven Paladin, but there were still over a hundred of them. High Elf elves were far more agile than humans. Elven Paladin fought differently from human Paladin; they were slightly weaker but faster, and their long-honed combat skills made them as formidable as rangers.
The Ashen Army has grown stronger!
The Scourge, disregarding everything, marched north, leaving behind a trail of scorched and crimson Dead Scar, dividing Silvermoon City into east and west.
The Ashen Army retraced the Dead Scar, and a wave of Holy Light annihilated all the Undead along this path of death, leaving behind only ashes and burning Holy Fire.
While it wasn't enough to cleanse the Dead Scar, it at least brought hope!
Upon witnessing this scene, the elven Paladin fought even more bravely, while the Priest, who were weaker in combat and responsible for Dispel the plague and healing the wounded, also felt a surge of fighting spirit.
They discovered:
Compared to Priest, Paladin seem to be stronger in combat!
As a result, many Priest began to consider becoming Paladin.
For example, High Priest Liadrin.
When a group of Ghoul broke through the High Elf ' defenses and killed several Priest, as well as Liadrin's most respected mentor, Vandellor, this strong-willed Priest felt as if the sky had fallen!
The faint Holy Light could not resurrect her dead mentor, and lacking combat skills, she was unable to kill the Ghoul and avenge her mentor. Furthermore, she and her companions, the Priest, were powerless to protect themselves; aside from passively resisting with Holy Light energy, they had no effective way to eliminate the Undead.
Death may very well be all that awaits them!
At this moment, Liadrin felt an unprecedented despair!
When a Ghoul's claws reached out to her, Liadrin didn't even know what to do. All she could do was envelop herself in Holy Light light, then bravely open her eyes wide, and in the name of the High Elf, in the name of the Holy Light, she would never yield!
Flames burned fiercely, and Holy Light shone brightly.
A giant sword cleaved the Ghoul in two, the severed corpse falling to the ground not far away, burning fiercely in the Holy Fire.
A graceful figure appeared before her, wielding a greatsword. In less than a minute, she wiped out 23 approaching Undead and saved 16 Priest, including herself!
When the Holy Light faded, she saw a familiar face.
" Liadrin!"
Looking at the high-ranking Priest before her, whom she had once only been able to look up to and admire, Fenna's voice was full of encouragement. "My mentor mentioned you, believing you have the potential to become a Paladin! You are a darling of the Holy Light, but pure Holy Light is not enough! You should become a Paladin! There are Undead everywhere; it's too dangerous here. Come with me!"
Fenna drew her sword and left, quickly carving a path of ashes.
Holy Light...
Paladin...
Liadrin's eyes gradually brightened.
The little girl before them, barely in her early twenties—not even an adult in the eyes of the High Elf— had already become so powerful? Was this the power of Paladin? Was this the power of the " Ashbringer "?
That power... I can have it too!
She got up from the ground, helped up her fallen Priest companion, picked up different weapons from the corpses, and then followed in Fenna's footsteps to join the Ashen Army.