"The town of Taquilin was destroyed! Everyone... everyone was killed."
The ranger captain Halduron Brightwing, who was covered in blood, stood in the camp of Windwalk Village. He said to the elf commanders in front of him in despair:
"After the barrier failed, we set out to rescue from the Farstrider camp, but the orcs summoned demons, and we couldn't stop them... We were defeated."
"Where are the mages?"
General Lilesa, who was dressed in military uniform, asked loudly: "The mage troops from the Tower of Morning Star went to support you as soon as possible. Why didn't I receive their communication?"
"They... they were wiped out."
Halduron said with difficulty: "The Twilight's Hammer clan of the orcs, together with the amani trolls who took advantage of the situation, set up an ambush outside the battlefield. We have no spare power to support them."
"Bang"
The Ranger General's fist hit the table, and her beautiful face was covered with frost.
The situation has become extremely bad, and the barrier of Bandi Raynor was destroyed without any warning. Although she transferred the rangers who defended Silvermoon Forest to the frontline battlefield, they needed time to set up their defenses and set out from Silvermoon City.
At least until they arrive, the ranger troops from Windwalk Village and Golden Mist Village must defend the road leading to the hinterland of Quel'Thalas.
"The next battle will be difficult!"
The Ranger General said to the commanders around him:
"I hope you are mentally prepared, but we are not without advantages. The road from Taquelin to Silver Moon Forest has been destroyed. We only need to stick to the roads of Golden Mist Village and Sun Corona Village."
"Haduron! You brought me the news of failure. Your defeat brought shame to your brother and your family, but now, you still have a chance to prove your courage!"
General Lilesa looked at the ranger captain of the Brightwing family, and she said in a deep voice: "I will take you and the remaining rangers from the Farstrider camp to the Corona Village to establish a defense line. I will hand over all the Dragonhawk Knights.
You! Before the rangers from the rear arrive, even if you die, you will die in Corona Village!"
"As you command!"
Halduron Brightwing wiped the blood on his face and shouted loudly:
"I swear by the honor of the Mingyi family, I will prove myself!"
The ranger of Brightwing turned around and left. Since his adulthood, he has been guarding the front in Yongsong Forest. His younger brother Kassel. Brightwing was once proud of him, but now, Kassel is in the distant Hills.
The orcs were slaughtered in the Bradford Hills, and as an older brother, he was actually defeated by the orcs. This made the proud Halduron unacceptable. He must find his dignity on the battlefield.
After the menacing Halduron left, General Lyresa clenched the bow in her hand. She took a deep breath and said to the others:
"I personally preside over the defense line of Golden Mist Village! The orcs thought they could defeat us, but the proud Quel'Thalas will not give in to their brutal threats. We only need to hold on until dawn. We must..."
"Ouch, ouch, ouch"
General Lilesa's pre-battle speech was interrupted by bursts of roars that rang out in the darkness. Everyone present was not an experienced human being. The moment the roars were heard, the expressions of all the ranger commanders
It all becomes ugly to look at.
"dragon!"
The ranger general rushed out of the camp and raised his head. Outside the dark sky, a dozen young dragons driven by orcs swooped down from a distance towards the Fengxing Village position. The arrogance of the past was gone in the eyes of these young dragons. The yellow
What shines in the snake eyes is twisted pain, as well as the same cruelty and ferocity as their villainous master.
They swooped down from the night sky, the dragon fire from their mouths illuminated everything, and the hot dragon breath easily ignited the forest on the ground. Wherever the young dragons went, the entire Quel'Thalas
The surrounding forests began to burn, and the flames completely illuminated the dark sky. The figures of the young dragons and the orc knights were twisted in the flames, and the roars and wild laughter were like the sound of destruction coming from hell.
And this scene, like the coldest storm, wiped out the inner hope of the rangers who stayed here bit by bit.
Zuluhid, the chief of the Dragonmaw clan, finally succeeded in taming a group of young dragons. Although the number was not large, it was enough to affect the situation of the entire battlefield. After the young dragons burned everything with arrogant flames, it was riding on
The orc warriors charging wildly on the wolf, as well as some warlocks who summoned demon hounds as mounts, were led by their leaders and were ready to slaughter everything.
"These savage guys can actually tame a dragon... It's unimaginable!"
A trace of surprise flashed in General Lilessa's eyes, but soon, this ranger general who had spent almost half of her life on the battlefield returned to her senses. She turned to the commanders behind her and shouted:
"You! Go and hold the defense line! Don't begrudge the magic arrows. No matter what, they must be kept out of the defense line. As for the young dragons... I will handle it!"
"Bring me the bow and arrow that kills the barbarian trolls!"
In less than 5 seconds, a giant red war bow was handed to the Ranger General. This war bow engraved with the Phoenix logo had several conspicuous magic circles on its surface, which were used to weaken its weight and strengthen the bow string.
In terms of strength, this war bow is two-thirds as tall as the tall Ranger General. General Lilesa needs to stand in a special posture and fully extend his arms to pull it open.
The arrows that match it are thicker and longer than ordinary arrows. The sharp arrows on the top have been specially processed. Even in the dark, they shine with a deadly cold light. And on the shaft of this arrow,
It is full of obscure magical incantations and is definitely not ordinary.
This oversized sniper bow is specially used to kill trolls and voodoo monsters driven by trolls on the battlefield. It is a voodoo monster that can reach a height of 4 meters and has abnormally twisted muscles throughout its body.
, is a unique war weapon of the trolls. Ordinary arrows cannot harm them at all. Only this super powerful war bow can kill with one blow.
"Slaying a dragon...it's not like our ancestors have never done such a feat before."
On the raging battlefield, in the flames of the ignited forest, the ranger general stretched out her hand and tied her long golden hair into a ponytail, revealing her cheeks and arms that were exactly the same as Alleria's.
The blue war pattern is the symbol of the leader of the Windrunner family. Only the most powerful rangers are qualified to draw such a curse pattern.
Yes, this vivid curse pattern like a blue phoenix is not just a tattoo that shows identity. It also has a special purpose. It is a legacy from the glorious Elf Empire ten thousand years ago. As early as one year ago,
Thousands of years ago, the Windrunner family was already a famous ranger family.
"Buzz"
General Lilesa stood straight, her slender waist slightly tilted back, holding the bow in her left hand, and the sharp armor-piercing arrow in her right hand. The moment the heavy sniper bow was completely drawn, her blue eyes flashed
A hint of fatal murderous intent.
"If you are no longer noble...then let me end your fallen life with my own hands!"
"In the name of Windrunner!"
She stared closely at the baby dragon swooping down in the sky. After taking aim for 2 seconds, she suddenly released her right hand.
"Whoosh!"
The moment the armor-piercing arrow flew out of the bowstring, the sharp inscriptions on the arrow shaft were activated. The bowstring trembled like a storm, and the sharp arrow that broke through the darkness brought out a numbing sensation in the air.
With the whistling sound, the young dragon swooping down from the sky only had time to flap its wings. Before it could make a dodge, the terrifying sharp arrows pierced its eyes, pierced its brain, and killed it.
The extremely hard bone is completely penetrated.
"Bang"
The hot dragon blood spurted out, shocking the orc knight who was driving the young dragon on the spot. The orc knight from the Dragonmaw clan knew best how terrifying a crazy young dragon could be, but at this time, in the night sky of Quel'Thalas
, such a young dragon, capable of killing hundreds of people, was taken away from his life so easily.
"No!"
Amidst the screams of the orc dragon knight, the baby dragon's body instantly lost its balance, and in a twisted posture, it fell diagonally into the burning forest below.
And this... is just the beginning!
"Whoosh" "Whoosh" "Whoosh"
In just one minute, three armor-piercing arrows flew into the sky. Two of them went crazy trying to break through the blockade. The young dragon that killed General Liressa was taken away by the whistling arrows, and the last young dragon was killed.
He ran away in a hurry, but was still pierced through the abdomen by the enchanted armor-piercing arrow. Amidst the broken scales and blood splattering, the young dragon wailed and rushed into the sky behind. This powerful creature had been killed by Quel'Thala.
The Ranger General of Sri Lanka was frightened.
It has understood that there is no place for it in the sky guarded by Windrunner!
"Retreat! Retreat!"
"If we lose any more dragons, Zuluhid will strangle us... Retreat quickly!"
Four young dragons were lost in one minute. This terrible battle loss ratio also made the dragon knights of the Dragonmaw clan frightened. These dozen young dragons were the ones that Zuluhid planned to give to the war chief.
Weapons are precious assets that are used to vindicate the name of the Dragonmaw clan. How could they be damaged here so easily?
No one knows whether the terrifying ranger general on the battlefield below can still shoot that crazy killing arrow.
So after a moment of dead silence, the dragon knights decisively chose to evacuate.
Anyway, they have completed the work of clearing the battlefield, leaving the rest to the madmen of the Ravager Clan... The relationship between the Dragonmaw Clan and the Ravager Clan is not very good, so there is no need to use Dragonmaw.
Sacrifice to win for Gul'dan...it's not worth it!
"The orcs have escaped!"
"They're scared! Those bastards are scared!"
"Kill! Kill all these intruders!"
Seeing the young dragons turning around and disappearing into the flames flying all over the sky, the rangers on the battle line cheered in unison, and their morale was boosted for a moment. In their eyes, the ranger general was invincible!
And what about General Lilesa herself?
She put down the sniper bow with difficulty, her right hand was shaking endlessly, and her face was pale. Shooting four sure-kill arrows in one minute was also a terrible pressure for a powerful ranger general, but the important thing was,
Lylitha Windrunner is no longer young. She is 2100 years old this year and has entered the twilight years of the elves.
What's more, she has been fighting the Amani trolls all her life. During the war to capture Zuljin 6 years ago, she was seriously injured in order to protect her adopted son Tyrion. This injury has not healed to this day.
, plus the news of Tyrion's death made her very sad, and her condition was actually not good, otherwise there would be no need to be so anxious to determine the successor of the next Ranger General.
"Huh...huh."
General Lilesa supported her body with the sniper bow in her hand. She was breathing heavily. The sweat on her forehead wet her hair, making her look a little embarrassed. But when the rangers looked back, their
The general is like a flagpole, standing upright behind the battle line. This is also the source of morale for the rangers.
Windrunner has cleared the sky of threats for them, and what they have to do is to pierce the sharp arrows into the bodies of those savage orcs when they rush over. This is very simple!
The flames of war in the dark night illuminated General Lylessa's pale face. She looked back in the direction of Silvermoon City. Her two daughters and son were guarding there. She was not only insisting here as a ranger general, but also as a general.
A mother who protects her daughter.
"Oh, Tyrion, my son, if you were still here... I would definitely feel a lot more relaxed."
But just when Lyleissa Windrunner was seizing every minute to regain her energy, in the burning forest, the chief of the Stormrage clan was watching everything in front of him with interest in the shadow of the flames.
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To be honest, when Lilissa killed the young dragon, Gul'dan was also shocked. In his long life, he had never seen such a powerful ranger or such a deadly arrow, but after calming down
, Gul'dan developed a strong interest in the Ranger General himself. He had a very curious idea about this powerful and tenacious soul.
The last elf ranger Tyrion had brought him many, many surprises. He was looking forward to what rewards he would get from capturing the ranger general Lylessa. It was said that there was a very deep connection between this general and little Tyrion.
Intimate relationship?
"Haha, maybe... you are not emotionless?"
Gul'dan stretched out his fingers silently in the beating shadows, and quietly opened another call of hellfire. He narrowed his eyes. He had never forgotten the humiliation and frustration that Tyrion had brought to him, and he had never forgotten it through blood.
Demon, he already knew the great things Tyrion had done in the hills, which made him more and more interested in the so-called "real death knight".
The beating in those dark red eyes turned into a trace of undisguised malice:
"Maybe, this is your weakness?"
"It's cunning to pretend not to care about anything to protect what you really value, Tyrion, but unfortunately, I saw... What I'm more curious about is, what kind of sacrifice can you make for this soul?
