Sylvanas had lost his seventh Ranger Camp, and to be exact, all of Quel'Thalas's strongholds in the Wraith Lands had been uprooted, with the exception of the large fortress of Dessom, far south of the Wraithlands, and the besieged important camp of Taqueline. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The Tower of the Morning Star and the Sun Sanctuary of the Mage Council of Silvermoon City have been out of contact for 3 days, and all the civilians of Golden Mist Village and Windwalk Village have been slaughtered, which has caused the entire Quel'Salas to panic, so the Silvermoon Council has also put a lot of pressure on Sylvanas, demanding that she must calm the hidden danger of the undead as soon as possible.

"Hidden dangers... In the eyes of those fools, these 70,000 undead are just "hidden dangers"!"

Sylvanas is no longer indifferent and calm 3 days ago, she pinched the order sent from the Silver Moon Council, the silver teeth were almost bitten, she saw the smoke rising from the Golden Mist Village, why didn't she want to send troops to rescue, but she also discovered the weakness of her own army.

The coward was right, there was no holy water, no priest, and ordinary soldiers had no hope of victory in the face of a huge number of undead! Even with the help of the powerful magic of the mages, it could only temporarily calm the situation, although Quel'Salas was known as the "city of mages", but not every elf was a qualified mage.

The High Elves have inherited the advantages of the elves, and their lives are long, but it is extremely difficult to reproduce, and although they have been rooted in Quel'Thallas for 7,000 years, the entire population of Quel'Thallas is now only 200w, or even a third of the total population of Lordaeron.

Every elven's life is precious, but now, Sylvanas has to gamble with their lives, Taqueline's call for help is the third time, Sylvanas can't ask for more from this sentry that has been in the sea of the dead for 3 days, and she can't wait in the defensive runes.

Although the amount of holy water is far from enough, Sylvanas has decided to send troops today to bring back the heroes of the Taqueline outpost.

Sylvanas's plan was risky, but she believed that after the mage forces had cleared the road from Weatherwind to Taqueline Sentry, the Rangers' high mobility would allow them to withdraw into the defensive runes before the undead were encircled.

Sylvanas rode on her chocobo as the 4,000 rangers set out, and she now regretted not forcing the coward to stay with her, for what he said had been confirmed one by one.

In 3 days, the rangers destroyed at least 100 gargoyles, but Sylvanas knew that this dark monster must have covered the entire ghost land, and the dragon eagle troops serving as scouts were completely unable to clear the airspace due to their small numbers, so before the war began, the rangers lost their biggest advantage - stealth!

But again, Sylvanas can't help... Like Dick said, there were some things she had to do!

"Theron, after I'm gone, you and Haduron each have two ranger units with you, waiting for news from me!"

Sylvanas nodded to the two lieutenants who were following him, and Lotherma, who had a relationship with Dick, nodded to the other young Ranger Lord with blonde hair, a silver headband, and a gorgeous heavy crossbow on his back, and nodded to indicate that he understood.

The female general took one last look at the bright sunlight of Sunny Breeze Village and Quel'Thalas, as well as the strong elven-style buildings behind her, and suddenly she had a bad feeling in her heart, she shook her head, tossed it aside, and then raised her left hand and waved it downward, and the 4,000 rangers and mages marched forward, bravely stepping out of the protection of the Quel'Thalas defensive rune.

On the other side, Arthas, who was sitting on a large cold stone with his eyes closed and meditating, stood up, and in the spirit connection of the gargoyles, Arthas saw the sight of the elven rangers coming out of the defensive runes, which made the eyes of the king of the death knights, who had been waiting for an opportunity, light up, and he pulled out the magic sword Frost Sorrow from the stone in front of him, and with a light lift, the stone cracked.

And with the blessing of His Majesty's will, on the empty ground around him, countless blood-red flames of the undead suddenly ignited, and even the ground began to shake violently.

"The prey is in the net! My good hunters, act!"

Arthas stepped onto the neighing skeletal warhorse, his once favorite mount, invincible, with a wave of one hand, behind him the gargoyles hanging upside down from the dead tree trunks in the dense forest, flapping their wings and screaming into the sky, obscuring the sky and the sun, and under this dark canopy, their fierceness was even more revealed.

The skeleton war horse blessed by the power of death of Frost Sorrow flapped the black tattered bat wings that should not exist, ran a few steps, and the villain master with it flew into the sky, on the other side, the death knights lurking on the periphery of the Ghost Land also received the will of the master from the spiritual network shared by Frost Sorrow, so at this moment, if you look down from the sky, you can see that three black cavalry are rushing to the location of the Taqueline post from three directions.

All this, Sylvanas, who is moving at high speed, does not know!

But the two sides who were about to meet did not realize that on the southernmost battlefield of the Ghost Lands, there was also a mixed team of horses and chocobos, which was moving in the direction of Taqueline with difficulty, they set off earlier, but due to the slow speed, it was probably difficult to catch up with the beginning of this war between the living and the dead.

"Paladin, charge with me!

Dick rode on a tall warhorse, calling out to his teammates, Myra-Dawnblade urged the horse and quickly followed Dick, and the other paladins also attached the holy light to their weapons and launched a charge towards the sea of undead blocking the front of the team.

It is worth mentioning that behind the paladins, there are nearly 20 elven warriors riding on chocobos, charging with the paladins, they are wearing bright red phoenix armor completely different from the paladins, holding elven sabers and emblem shields, and putting down the full-covered helmets, although there is no surge of holy light, but with the blessing of the priests who are not far from the battlefield, these soldiers also have the lethality of the undead.

Liadline stood in front of a dozen priests, the high-ranking priest who was the first to join the squad to save General Sylvanas when Myrah-Dawnblade entered Dysom to recruit volunteers.

Sylvanas was her friend, and she didn't want to see her die in the war with the undead, and although she still had doubts about the team's combat effectiveness, when she saw Dick, Liadline put the last doubt in her mind, and she instinctively felt that Dick could be trusted.

But this team has been extremely unlucky since its departure, 2 days of marching, encountered 5 undead attacks, and the priest and paladin have healing spells, so they have not caused attrition, but everyone is already very tired, and they are still at least a third of the way from Taqueline.

"Holy Light! Purify the land!"

Dick will be infused with holy energy, and the shining fire of justice in his hand, every swing, can in the sea of the undead, set off a wave of frenzy, after opening the aura of punishment, followed by his paladin quickly killed through the sea of the undead, because the knights are not far apart, so this piercing, successfully in the sea of the undead, separated a path of ashes.

With Dick's current holy energy, these undead spirits were far from being powerful, and almost as long as they came into contact with his mutated holy light mixed with the power of order, they were all the result of ashes.

Liadline led the priests, under the protection of the returning paladins, to urge the landing birds and quickly crossed the battlefield, but after the group broke away from the pursuit of the slow undead army, Dick, who was frowning, clenched his left hand, and fired a divine shock into the sky, and the next moment, a gargoyles with fluttering wings smashed down from the sky and was beheaded by Myra with a sword.

Dick looked in the direction in which the other gargoyles had fled, and turned back and shouted to the priests and warriors,

"The battle of Taqueline has begun!Your chocobo stamina is too poor, our war horse can bear the weight of two people, knights, two people ride together, use the holy light to relieve the fatigue of the war horse, there is not much time left for us!"

After saying that, Dick urged the war horse, galloped to Liadline's side, and stretched out his hand to her, the high-ranking priest glared at Dick, handed his hand to him, Dick pulled hard, and carried the very light Liadline to the warhorse, and the other knights quickly completed the transfer.

The warm light was fed into the body of the horses by the knights, and the warm energy soon regained a little energy from the equally tired horses, and everyone who had rested for a few minutes once again attacked in the direction of Taqueline.

Lady Liadline was a little apprehensive in Dick's arms, and she asked softly,

"Maybe... Maybe Sylvanas can break through..."

"Don't dream, Lady Liadrin, as you can see, Arthas even spared no expense in dedicating a large number of forces to stop the only paladins who can inflict terrible damage on his legions, which shows that he is determined to succeed in Sylvanas's ranger force!"

Dick maneuvered his fast-galloping horse and said to Liadrin,

"I can't imagine how much worse the resurrected rangers will be when they join the legions of Arthas... Even Sylvanas, if she, the High Lord, is transformed into a necromancy..."

"No! women of the Windranger family don't die so easily!"

Liadline gritted her teeth and interrupted Dick's guess, the paladin smiled and didn't speak, because the speed of the war horse was so fast, the priest's body was even clinging to his armor, Dick could smell the fragrance of Liadrin's hair, which made him a little distracted, but as soon as he thought of the eldest lady's face, the fluctuations in his heart quickly subsided.

"Knight Dick... Are we really in time?"

Liadline's somewhat frustrated and worried voice reached Dick's ears again, and this time, the paladin did not answer immediately, he looked at the land that had been occupied by wandering walking corpses, and said in a deep voice,

"If we don't do it, it's never too late, we do everything we can... Leave the rest to fate!"

"Hmm... Sylvanas... Keep it up! I'm coming!"

Lady Liadline reached out and brushed away the hair that blocked her eyes, she took the initiative to take over Dick's palm, and continued to inject her holy energy into the body of the war horse, don't doubt Liadrin's attainments in holy light spells, her holy energy is nearly 3 times more than Dick!

By the time Dick approached the battlefield with the paladins and priests, Sylvanas was in despair.

She looked up and around, the undead!

When the first bug-like spider demon appeared in the Ranger army from below the ground, Sylvanas had a premonition that something was wrong, and when the gargoyle grabbed the plague jar and attacked the mages who were firmly protected from the sky, Sylvanas had already concluded that they had been ambushed!