(3-in-1 Grand Chapter!)

Hearing the news of Rillas' heroic death, Aurelia felt like her heart was forever empty.

This time, the tragedy coincided with the winter festival, and a total of eighteen members of the Windranger family who gathered together were killed. In the face of the persuasion of her subordinates, Aurelia can still use a gentle and sad expression, and only in the dead of night, under the repeated burns of the scorching fire of revenge and the cold of pain, can Aurelia cry speechlessly, and cast the pain in her heart with tears that cross the corners of her eyes.

A younger brother, a son, an idealized male self, a supplement to all regrets and deficiencies, Lylas is like Aurelia's half, pinning Aurelia with her beauty and expectations.

This time, Aurelia hates herself so much, what bravery, what responsibility, run away, don't look back, it's my sister who hurt you!

Aurelia blamed Rilas's death on herself, and if she hadn't taught Lillas to be a noble, brave, and responsible person since she was a child, then Rilas wouldn't have died in vain.

The grief of Aurelia has fallen into the quagmire of emotion, and she is no longer willing to think rationally, and she is unwilling to think that her brother Lillas is like his own teachings, and he has truly achieved a life without regrets, and he died with glory.

Aurelia just wants Lilas to live, it doesn't matter if you are called a coward, your sister will take care of you for the rest of your life. As long as you live, power, wealth, my sister will give you everything you want, as long as you live, let all kinds of boring connections go to hell, have fun, when you have had enough, figure it out, my sister will arrange everything for you, as long as you live, I will leave those seventeen Windrangers to die!

In the crankiness of self-blame. Unaware of it, Aurelia was becoming more and more biased, and her soul was beginning to twist under the great pain.

Early the next morning, leaving the ruins of her house, Aurelia waited for the messenger she had sent.

"Why so little?" asked Aurelia dissatisfied.

"Lord Aurelia, all of Quellin's mobilized rangers have arrived. Please understand, after all, guarding Quelslyn is also an important responsibility of the Far Wanderer troops, and it is impossible for us to dispatch all of them. The messenger explained to Aurelia that the forty-man ranger team was indeed a little thin, and it was not worth mentioning in the face of an enemy capable of destroying a village of four hundred people.

Originally, Aurelia was ready to lash out, but I don't know how. Aurelia remembered the human king's noble face, and her heart moved.

"It doesn't matter, after all, Quelslyn is concerned with the safety of the border, I am very satisfied that you can come, the people of Quel'Thalas are being persecuted, the rights of life and property of our Queldore Elves are being violated, and the honor of our Far Traveler Ranger is being damaged. What gives the courage of the trolls who are harvested by us year after year, but who burn like weeds, dare to invade our homes. What gives those fangs the confidence to act unscrupulously and arbitrarily, and what keeps us silent? In a second of delay, countless innocents and powerless people were killed by the invaders, how many innocent people are still in this land that belongs to our Queldore elves to infiltrate this land with blood? Slaughter the enemy!"

The long life of the High Elves determines that it is useless to delay in front of them, so the official language of the High Elves is to the point of the subject, and often three or two sentences can stump the opponent. As a result, the political bickering in Quel'Salas will either end soon. Either you have a situation where what you say makes sense, but I just don't agree.

Aurelia, who has been in the human world for the past two years, suddenly discovers that the hypocritical and inflammatory official rhetoric of humanity does not seem to be as ugly and useless as imagined, at least for now.

After inciting the rangers present, Aurelia turned her head and asked the messenger from Silvermoon City.

"What did Silvermoon City say, why did you come back alone?"

"Lord Aurelia, I contacted a patrol in the north, and they promised to relay it on my behalf. I felt that you needed strength, even if it was my own insignificant strength, so I turned back. ”

The Courier's answer was beyond Aurelia's expectations, calculating the time and distance, under normal circumstances, the Courier should not be able to feel Silvermoon City until this afternoon, if he turned back, then everything made sense.

If it was the former Aurelia, she would punish this messenger and lock him up, and the military order was like a mountain, how could it be changed at will.

Now, however, Aurelia felt the urge to help me.

"The kingdom has been invaded, and the people are bleeding. The patrol went on?huh, just like that?" Aurelia laughed.

"Everyone, tidy up your equipment, eat dry food, we follow the enemy's retreating route, the rune stone is stolen, there must be some conspiracy behind this, the safety of the kingdom is protected by us!"

"Oh!"

"Follow Mistress Aurelia's instructions!"

"Long live Quel'Salas!"

"Kill the invaders cleanly!"

In the reaction of her subordinates, Aurelia gained a glimmer of confidence.

Forty people pursued hundreds or thousands of people, and if it was Aurelia before Lilas was killed, she would never have done this kind of thing with her subordinates to die. But now, God knows how far the executioner who killed Lilas has run, and if he doesn't catch up quickly, when and when will he be able to take revenge?

Addicted to the thrill of revenge, Aurelia is completely lost in the sea of hatred, and her reason is crazy.

Revenge, only revenge is the cure for my inner pain.

Led by the Ranger Lord, the trolls and orcs have a crappy way to cover their tracks.

After a day and a night of pursuit, Aurelia forcibly recruited all the High Elves she saw who could fight, and led a team of less than a hundred people to capture the little tails of the orcs and trolls who were transporting runestones.

"Lord Aurelia, there are more than two hundred people on the other side, how can we fight?" the scout asked.

"Warriors of Quel'Thalas, wouldn't it be nice to destroy two enemies by one, do you need to think so much?" said Aurelia as if she had disdain for her enemies.

"Mistress Aurelia. All the information shows that the enemy who stole the runestone belongs to the elite of the invaders, and those monsters that his subordinates have never seen seem to be the orcs who are at war in the human kingdom, so it seems that it is not a good idea to take the enemy so lightly. "Some people questioned it.

"Besides, we're chasing too deep, and there's a lot of trolls around. Judging by their actions, it seems that the trolls have found a way to fight the Great Enchantment. Mistress Aurelia. It seems irrational to attack head-on!" the subordinates persuaded Aurelia that the rangers were not afraid of sacrifice, but they were not willing to act recklessly.

"Very well, it seems that you have not forgotten what you learned at the Far Traveler, disperse out, grasp the dynamics around us, and we wait for a good terrain, the right time, to have a hearty ambush. Let them know that this is the territory of our Queldore Elves!"

Aurelia knew that fame and prestige were not things that could be used indefinitely, and she shifted her stance from goodness to flow, as if the guy she was about to do was not her.

Opportunity always belongs to those who are prepared, and the rangers soon find the right opportunity in a dense bush.

Watching the orcs and trolls cook soup from the remains of their compatriots and eat it, all the elves were furious.

A raid in which Aurelia took the lead. The High Elves suffered just over forty casualties, and wiped out more than two hundred trolls and more than a dozen orcs.

But such a battle cannot last. Nor is it possible for such miracles to happen repeatedly. Anger makes the elves fearless, and hatred makes the elves exert themselves extraordinarily, but the physical strength consumed cannot be replenished by hatred. Two hundred trolls were no more than one-fiftieth of an army for Zujin, and forty elves were incapacitated, and Aurelia had no capital to pursue.

"Aurelia-sama, what are we going to do next?"

Tidy up the scene. There wasn't much time left for this High Elf Ranger squad, and with such a big move, other troll armies would soon come to check on it.

Especially after seeing that trolls and orcs eat elves, this squad can't leave behind the remains of their fallen comrades and retreat alone. How can a man fight with a corpse on his back?

"Retreat first. Isn't there supposed to be a village to the northwest? you take the dead there to be buried, and look for some food on the spot, and leave four men here to ambush me, and I need to figure out what they are doing by stealing runestones. ”

After Aurelia gave the order, all the High Elves quickly moved into action, and the departing people left the arrows and water, and Aurelia refused the dry food handed by her subordinates, and only accepted the arrows.

The five rangers left behind were divided into groups of two and two, Aurelia was in a group of one, and the three groups of people were in a triangle and lurked two hundred meters away around the runestone left at the battle site.

The cart that had its axle severed by Aurelia rolled the runestones out, and the large irregular stones smashed into the dirt.

When Gul'dan sent someone to investigate, the orcs who came in rushed all scratched their heads one by one, how to get it.

"Fools, you're having trouble finding trolls, are you going to dig this thing out with your hands?"

"Tyrone, can I beat you? ”

"It's like, if I hadn't beaten you, I would have beaten you a long time ago. ”

When the humanoid Death Knight appeared, the eyes of the five lurkers turned red.

The monster named Tyrone Bloodfiend wore a pendant with the ears of the High Elves, and it was densely packed with long, blood-drenched ears that looked like more than a hundred, and Aurelia's eyes in the distance were already red.

Lillas, my poor Lillas, is this monster hurting you? Is it the ghost that won't let you go after you're dead?

Aurelia silently drew her bow and mounted her arrows, waiting for the right moment.

Because the survivors didn't see it for real, Aurelia only knew that Lillas had been killed while fighting a human-like monster named Tyrone Bloodseeker. Although Aurelia had fought the Death Knight on the battlefield of the Hillbride Hills, those undead monsters had almost no Achilles heel, which made Aurelia very difficult.

The Ranger Lord's quiver contains a magical arrow that has been soaked in the Sunwell: the Arrow of the Wind, also known as the Grace of the Wind. This magic arrow can track enemies from a distance of kilometers and hit their targets, but it is not very powerful, and Aurelia cannot guarantee that Wind Grace will be able to kill the Death Knight in an instant. And another experimental new work from the new king of Alterac, Carlos Barov, Burst Arrow, from the experiment. It should be able to kill the death knight in front of you, but the human bow and arrow skills ...... The ugly arrows, the top-heavy structure, the shapes that have no basis in magic. If the grace of the wind refers to where to hit, then the bursting arrow is to hit where to strike. Even Aurelia, the Ranger Lord, didn't have the confidence to hit accurately with a burst arrow from thirty paces away.

However, there is only so much for Aurelia's hole cards.

"You idiots won't work without me?"

Gul'dan is a wonder in the world of magic. The genius of the copycat world. It's only been a few days since he studied the rune stones of the High Elves, and he has actually developed an illusion sound transmission technique that can be used in the Great Enchantment.

As Gul'dan's phantom appeared out of thin air, the orcs behaved like kittens.

"Master, even though I'm a death knight and mighty, you can't expect me to pull this thing out of the ground for you, and the rune stones are not affected by magic, and your warlocks can only watch. Tyrone Bloodfiend said.

"Damn, I'll have to change your body when I'm free! Tyrone was an orc among orcs. Warrior of warriors, shadows under the blade, how is Tyrone a fool now! You didn't report to me that the convoy had been attacked, and a bunch of people were here struggling with how to pull the rune stones out of the ground? Go to the trolls! Let them figure it out! I won't see the rune stones until it gets dark tomorrow, I want you to look good!"

After Gul'dan roared, the illusion was annihilated.

The other orcs trembled at Gul'dan's threat, and the rebuke from the soul was not so pleasant. Only Tyrone Bloodseeker, the henchman of Gul'dan. The most powerful Death Knight shrugged his shoulders indifferently and said, "Look. I told you, if you have difficulties, look for trolls, you don't believe it, you will be scolded, right?"

"Tyrone, can I beat you?"

"Count me in. ”

Aurelia's orc language is not good. It is also at the level of being able to understand words such as forward and retreat. Although I didn't understand what the orcs were arguing about, I could see that the rune stones seemed to be very important to the orcs.

Continuing to lurk, after a while, the orcs called a group of trolls, and the two sides joined forces. Got the rune stone onto a wooden wheeled cart, and a group of kobolds pulled the cart slowly and slowly left.

And the Death Knight actually stayed.

"Tyrone, won't you come with us?"

"I want to see what's going on here. ”

"Whatever you want, I'm not interested in the soul of a troll. ”

After the orc warlocks left, along with the trolls and kobolds, Tyrone Bloodfiend was left alone on the battlefield.

In the roar of ahh

"What the hell, what kind of magic is this!" I've never seen such a magic spell that doesn't work, and I can go back in time Aurelia knows that the lurking of herself and her subordinates may be exposed.

However, after a brief period of alarm, Aurelia suddenly realized that there was only one person left on the other side, wasn't this a good opportunity?

Moving slowly, quietly approaching, and ambushing about fifty meters away from the Death Knight, Aurelia waited for the Death Knight to sell the flaw himself.

"Ah, ha, yes, bury, ambush, but I'm not afraid!" Tyrone Bloodfiend withdrew his dead soul, calmed the power of the shadows, drew his sword, and continued the hiding place of the previous three groups of Elven Rangers, and said, "Come on! Tyrone Bloodfiend will play with you!"

Tyrone, Bloodseeker!Aurelia heard the Death Knight call out the name in the lingua franca of humanity, and her anger instantly overwhelmed her senses.

According to the previous agreement, one of the two rangers delayed and the other escaped, and they had to send back all the information they saw in front of them, otherwise the High Elves would suffer.

"Come out, let's go, let's learn..."

Before Tyrone Bloodfiend could finish pretending, Aurelia shot her head while the Death Knight had her back on her. At a distance of fifty meters, a ranger lord-level shooter can hit every shot with his eyes closed.

"What is this, my brain hurts a little. ”

Tyrone Bloodseeker touched the back of his head, pulled the arrow out, licked the white slime on the arrow with his tongue, and threw the arrow aside.

Retreat, leave me alone!, Aurelia finished gesturing at her men. The battle with the enemy began.

"I ask you a question. ”

Tyrone: Bloodseeker with an arrow into the throat.

"Five days ago you stole the runestone from that village. ”

Tyrone Bloodseeker is a stone.

"There's an elf named Lillas Windranger. ”

Tyrone Bloodseeker struck his left knee with an arrow.

"Did you kill it?"

Tyrone Bloodseeker fell to his knees.

"I'm sorry, I forgot you got an arrow in the throat. ”

Tyrone Bloodfiend was hit with an arrow right in the door.

With each word, Aurelia took five steps forward and shot an arrow, and after five arrows, the Ranger Lord was already standing ten meters away from the Death Knight, bursting arrows on the bow. Just wait for the Death Knight to reply.

Originally, the two severed rangers saw that Aurelia was powerful and were ready to turn back to help, but when they saw Tyrone Bloodfiend start to pull out arrows one by one, they realized that they were not the opponent of this undead monster, and after silently praying for Orelia in their hearts, they ran away decisively.

"Alright, the guy in the way is gone, and I finally don't have to worry about my image. ”

Before she could finish speaking, Aurelia let go of her grip on the bowstring.

"Boom". Tyrone Bloodseeker was slammed to the ground, embedded in the earth, and blackened.

Carlos, who had served in the PLA in his previous life, brought his stupid and crazy weapon development ideas to the pure world of Azeroth, and when he talked about his idea to the archmage Fang Brick, Fang Brick covered up for him what is called the ultimate fire explosion technique, so Carlos looked at the fireball the size of the bathtub and walked away boringly.

But when Carlos told the idea to the two Hulin brothers who had been slapped in the face by him in Dalaran back then, the sky was instantly furious. The three of them, who had always had a grudge, talked about a bunch of things.

One of the two Hu Lin brothers practiced alchemy, and the other developed a magic guide. After hearing about Carlos's idea, they all said that they were inspired.

After Carlos became king of Alterac, he stepped up his support, and the Burst Arrow was the first achievement of the Hulin brothers.

At that time, some of the generals of Alterac questioned in person, saying that what is the use of such an unstable arrow, and it is not in vain that you can't aim at it if you can't aim it.

So Carlos made a hundred wooden targets. Two hundred archers were mobilized to demonstrate what saturation bombing is.

Then, everyone fell silent.

Then Grand Duke Alex Barov personally issued a gag order.

The Flame Flower then became a strategic item for the Kingdom of Alterac.

Aurelia didn't know about the past, though. But from Carlos' smug face and the look on his face that you can praise me, the Ranger Lord had no doubt about the power of the exploding arrows.

It's amazing!

Aurelia, who was taken aback, was a little worried, the death knight in front of her wouldn't be blown up, right?

"It's fun!"

Tyrone Bloodfiend coughed twice, shook his body, and knelt up.

"Lillas, Windranger, huh, that's delicious!"

Enraged, Aurelia put away her bow and arrows, drew her dagger, and prepared to give this Death Knight a little power, I wonder if he can still be resurrected if his head is cut off!

Tyrone Bloodfiend has been playing since the beginning, where did the blood dry up the body come from, and the shadow power that supported the body easily corroded the wooden arrow shaft.

The Captain of the original Death Knight named Tyrone Bloodseeker was playing tricks on Aurelia at all.

However, the life-threatening burst of arrows shattered at least a hundred of Tyrone's Bloodfiend's dead souls in one blow, causing Tyrone Bloodfiend to put away his playfulness.

"I have to change my body when I turn around, this teasing body has too much influence on me, woman, do you know who you're talking to?"

Even in the midst of the violent explosion, Tyrone Bloodfiend's hand on the sword never let go, and the long sword held the short sword, and the Death Knight's great superiority in strength was fully displayed.

"I am the Shadow of the Blade, I am the Will to Die, I am the Lord of a Thousand Souls, I am Tyrone Bloodseeker!

Under the frantic counterattack of Tyrone Bloodfiend, Aurelia was not afraid to fight fast.

"I'm Aurelia, a sister. ”

Elves give the impression that they are good archers, and rangers give the impression that they are good archers who can use knives, and few people know that none of the elves who can become ranger lords are poor in melee combat.

In this hand-to-hand combat, Tyrone Bloodseeker found himself at a disadvantage.

Aurelia's dancing attack perfectly dodged all of Tyrone's Bloodseeker's swings, and Aurelia's blade was always able to leave a fatal wound on Tyrone Bloodseeker's body.

"Very well, woman, I have seven hundred and sixty-seven lives left, how many more times can you wield a weapon like this?"

Tyrone Bloodfiend sneered wantonly.

"Until you die. ”

Aurelia replied coldly, but the sweat grew more frequent.

"Then let's give it a try. ”

Tyrone Bloodseeker fought against Aurelia in unbridled laughter.

No, her physical strength could not keep up, and she narrowly escaped the slash of Tyrone Bloodseeker, and the panting Aurelia found herself exhausted.

"Wonderful body, Guldan! I'm not a man!"

Tyrone Bloodseeker laughed, as if victory was already his.

With the last of her strength, Aurelia put the grace of the wind on the string and shot it out at random.

"Ah~~~~~h

Tyrone Bloodfiend felt the power of the magic arrow, and the number of dead souls in his body decreased dramatically.

However, the battle dragged on for too long, and Aurelia was not sure when the orcs and trolls would arrive, and it was a surprise that the explosion caused by the exploding arrows did not attract reinforcements from the Death Knights, so Aurelia did not dare to gamble and had to retreat quickly.

After all, the grace of the wind was not enough to kill Tyrone Bloodseeker, and when he looked back from afar, he found Tyrone Bloodfiend holding an arrow that had exhausted his magic power, and his bloodthirsty eyes were staring at his departing figure, and Aurelia and Tyrone Bloodfiend made the same action - wiping their necks.

"Next time we meet, I'll kill you!"

"Live well, wait for me to kill!" (To be continued......)

PS: I still owe 6 chapters, steady ~!~