After sending Tyrande and Malfurion on their way, Jaina was shocked and immediately refused: "Lord Keeper, I am no match for Tyrande and Malfurion."
The orcs who were blessed with underwater breathing jumped into the icy spring water. Soon they could no longer bear the coldness of the spring water and swam to the shore one after another. The orc officers used leather whips to beat the soldiers who climbed ashore, forcing them to dive into the water.
Trying to endure it, the orcs were obviously inferior to the night elves. Medivh looked at the orc soldiers with disdain while explaining to Jaina:
"You don't need to deal with them, you just need to open a portal. I have prepared a trap for them to ensure that no traces are left. No one can unleash the Wrath of Nordrassil except this couple.
"
Jaina took a deep breath and followed the order.
The large army of orcs was approaching the direction of the ice spring. Although Fandral Staghelm did not know where the secret mage army was hiding, he had already judged the purpose of the orcs' move and realized that Shandris Feathermoon was in danger.
Deer Helmet looked back at the broken city wall. The soldiers were covered in dust and blood. They had been beaten to such an extent that everyone was injured, and the ancient war tree would have been exhausted long ago.
Staghelm knew that failure would happen sooner or later, and the history of the night elves was about to come to an end.
Maiev Shadowsong walked to Staghelm's side. At this moment, she was already shaky, leaning weakly on the city wall, looking at the Burning Legion in the distance, and said with some reluctance: "I haven't become the leader of the night elves yet."
The cold spring water wrapped around her limbs, but Shandis Yuyue's heart was still warm. In the 10,000-year history of the night elves, she and her troops had suffered more severe suffering than this.
The equipment of the Secret Mage Troop is very heavy, and they tie themselves tightly to a huge ice floe to ensure that they will not sink to the bottom of the water.
Shandis Yuyue fiddled with the crystal ball in her hand, and the detection magic showed that the orcs had approached.
"How did they find out?" Yuyue asked her colleagues beside her in puzzlement. She was not afraid in her heart. She knew that failure would happen sooner or later, but she was unwilling to lose just like this. There were still several traps that she had not activated.
Woolen cloth,.
Everyone under the water looked at each other and carefully examined the entire process. No flaws were revealed, and the orc scouts did not care about the cold spring water.
A soldier whispered: "A druid sneaked down just now. He is a disciple of Malfurion. I suspect he has discovered us."
"Malfurion, Tyrande."
Shandis Yuyue tilted her head and thought about it. Yes, she had long suspected this couple, so she destroyed Tyrande's teleportation scroll. She did not believe that Tyrande would betray the secret mage regardless of her own safety.
The position of the troops.
"Perhaps I underestimated this old friend. It has been ten thousand years, but I actually don't know her well."
Shandis Yuyue whispered a few words in a low voice.
The secret mage force relies on equipment to cast magic. Although it relies on the fusion of everyone's power to cast magic that can destroy the world, it itself has flaws, such as slow casting time and the inability to attack at close range, so it faces the attack of the orcs.
Nothing can be done.
"Brothers and sisters, take off your equipment and activate the self-destruction program. Don't fall into the hands of the orcs. Pick up your weapons and prepare for the final battle." Shandis Yuyue ordered calmly.
"General Yuyue, we haven't reached the most desperate moment yet." A familiar voice appeared.
"Vastann, it's you." Shandris looked at her old friend who had become undead in surprise.
"General Yuyue, the night elves rejected magic, so there have been no mages for ten thousand years, but times have changed, and the real night mages have appeared." Vastan Staghelm said confidently.
Tyrande spoke very fast, constantly scolding Malfurion.
Malfurion lowered his head and remained silent. He knew that resistance was meaningless and would only make Tyrande worse. At the same time, Malfurion was also annoyed by his impulse just now. He didn't know what was wrong with him.
"You stupid old deer, don't you know that if Shandris Feathermoon is killed, the fortress will be captured by the Burning Legion, and you don't really believe that the moon god Elune will save us? I didn't expect that my
My partner is as idiotic as the ignorant tribesmen."
"Tylande, you are not..."
Malfurion wanted to say a few words, but Tyrande stopped him with a murderous look.
"That damn little human girl Jaina, how could you believe her lies? Even though she is still young, her figure and appearance are actually starting to decline. It won't be long before her skin becomes saggy and full of wrinkles, like ancient wars.
The bark of the tree is just as ugly, and it will give you nightmares for ten thousand years. She actually dares to brazenly promise that Elune, the moon god, will personally pick us up. Humans are really arrogant and ignorant."
I don’t know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but Jaina stepped out of the portal and heard this paragraph, and her face turned dark.
"I promised, I'm not here." Gianna said while suppressing her anger.
Tyrande looked Jaina up and down: "I only saw an arrogant little human girl."
Jaina frowned and said proudly: "Elune and I are just different in strength level. We can definitely replace each other in the future."
"Little girl, you are blasphemous." Tyrande pointed out with an unhappy expression.
Jaina chuckled and pointed at the Burning Legion in the distance of the fortress:
"The night elves are about to fail, and the Burning Legion is about to attack. Where is your Moon God? I can help you escape from the fortress. Isn't it more useful than your Moon God? It's better to believe in the Moon God than to believe in me."
"snort!"
Although Jaina is blaspheming the Moon God, she has to admit that at this moment, Jaina is far more useful than the Moon God in the sky.
Rumble.
There was a loud noise like thunder in the distance, which was in the direction of the ice spring. Tyrande and Malfurion looked quickly and saw a big explosion in the ice spring, and a large fireball like a mushroom cloud appeared.
, countless orcs perished in the flames.
"You are worthy of being a warrior of the dark night." Jaina praised: "Even if you die, you will drag the orcs with you to destroy them."
At the same time, the thundering drums sounded from the Burning Legion camp in the distance. The legionnaires lined up in a neat formation, with the Abyss Lord Azgalo at the front of the queue.
Behind the Burning Legion's army, the Legion's technicians once again launched hundreds of fel cannons.
"With the roar of artillery, the fortress will inevitably turn into rubble, and the night elves' soldiers will not be left alive." Jaina imagined the scene after the fel artillery bombardment: "You two, you must retreat."
Jaina opened a portal and entered the portal first. Tyrande and Malfurion had no choice but to follow them.
Not seeing Jaina, Tyrande and Malfurion found themselves in a cave with dozens of torches hanging on the walls, illuminating the interior of the cave.
An old orc carrying a banner sat on the ground with his back to the two of them. Tyrande recognized it as the Banner of the Burning Blade, the symbol of the Blade Master of the Burning Blade clan.
The surrounding walls are engraved with green runes, and the power of evil flows through them.
Tyrande discovered that the power of the moon god in his body had disappeared, and Malfurion could not use druid spells.
"The Orc Sword Master Samuro is willing to fight the two of you in a fair fight, life or death."