Northland Storm Chapter 44 The End (4)
At the same time that Adelan escaped, he was in Silvermoon City.
A huge gap in the walls of the city had been opened by Arthas and his army, and all the attacking undead armies were methodically pouring into Silvermoon City along that gap.
Sylvanas suddenly woke up from the sadness and despair that came one after another the moment the city was broken, and she clearly realized that such a gap could not be filled by manpower, and now what she had to do was to get as many people to safety as possible, and also to protect the few troops as much as possible!
After several failures in the head-on confrontation with the army of the undead against Arthas, Sylvanas clearly understood that she was no match for Arthas at all, even the Sun King had failed, and there was no one here who could match that villain leader, so at this time, as a ranger general, she knew that the burden on her was very heavy now, far more than rushing up and shouting "For Quel'Salas!" or "For revenge!" or "For Annastea!" and then died tragically under the sword of Arthas, and then almost immediately awakened as an undead, much more serious part of the massacre......
If she had the choice to die for Quel'Thalas, Sylvanas would have already acted, and, after suffering the worst defeat in thousands of years, and after suffering one defeat after another brought to her by the army of the undead, she quickly matured in such a baptism of war, and took on the duties of a general.
There are many ways to defend the country, and the most heroic and heroic is of course to die for the country, but that kind of heroism and bravery is also the most powerless one for the current situation. At times like this, it is necessary for her to mature and grow quickly, to become the leader of the people for a while, and to be able to give them the will to live, to lead them out of this hell, to give them hope to live, which is a very difficult kind and a very easy way to be mistaken for a coward.
But Sylvanas, who didn't care about other people's opinions, put it even worse now, she didn't mind being called a coward, and she didn't mind being ridiculed by the melon-eating crowd who didn't know the truth, she just wanted to do what she could do to save more people and preserve the blood of the High Elves.
When Sylvanas arrived at the Garden Market from the direction of the Elder's sermon with a ragtag force of hundreds of men who had survived and managed to evacuate from the walls, she found it a slaughter ground, and after urgently gathering some of the routs and lucky ones who had escaped, the team began to converge
Far Traveler's Square, where there are still many formed rangers who are resisting to the death.
Soon, when Sylvanas' forces arrived, the two teams wiped out a small group of hundreds of Crypt Demons and Ghouls. The Ranger General discovers that there is a former Archmage who is in charge of all affairs here.
"Praise the Light!Sylvanas, you're alright!" Liadline saw her best friend, she walked up quickly and gave each other a warm hug, such an action is extremely rare among the High Elves who are known for their elegance, but Liadrin, like many others, has obviously endured the suffering and despair of the death of the monarch in battle, the loss of the homeland, and the destruction of the capital, and now, at a time when a living life will die almost in the blink of an eye, how can she not be happy to be reunited with her old friend?
Sylvanas was also quite touched, and she hugged her friend tightly with a haggard face who was obviously a transition from the use of spells.
"It's a pleasure to see you here, Ranger General, but I'm sorry to bother you, Lady Liadrin, you must lead some priests into the portal as soon as possible, there are too many wounded in Yangfan Harbor, and we are in dire need of priests. Archmage Belo Wi Salona interrupted the two men's enthusiastic embrace.
"Yes! I will do my best to keep everyone safe!" Liadlin did not hesitate to leave Sylvanas's well-trained body, beckoned to a few priests, and walked into the portal maintained by several magisters without looking back.
"How's it going?" Sylvanas was anxious to know the current situation in the city, but then she noticed that the archmage's eyes were red as if they were crying, and then she realized in an instant, and she saw with her eyes on the city walls that Edlan had handed over the body of the Sun King to the archmage, and he had taken it away......
It's just that I didn't expect that this great nobleman turned out to be a staunch "royal party", and he was extremely sad about the death of the Sun King, which really subverted the image of the great nobleman in Sylvanas's impression. Because those people tend to disagree with the royal family, and will always disobey some orders that seem to be useful to the country, although Sylvanas doesn't like politics, but as long as she has the status of this ranger general, people will naturally tell her through some channels.
"It's too bad that we've lost most of the Magister's news, and the team I sent out to rescue and pick up the Magus came back with two teams, and only a few dozen of them were able to do it
Escaped, they have all now escaped through the portal to Yangfan Harbor. ”
Hearing this, Sylvanas put an end to her boring thoughts, she frowned, "Sunsail Harbor, are we going to sea to escape? Why don't we choose to return to Queldanus Island? Even if those undead can cross the sea, we can still defend ourselves with our backs to the coastline! If we abandon there, what will happen to the civilians of Morningstar Village? What about Sunwell?"
"The people of Morningstar Village have already arranged for the other Magisters to evacuate urgently, and like the people of Yangfan Harbor, we are going to take refuge in Lordaeron...... Don't worry, listen to me. You saw that too, right? From that gap north of Silvermoon, the frosty path that crosses the strait to Queldanus Island...... It was created by Arthas! It is an existence that we simply cannot stop, and what we need to do now is to save as many people as possible! The inheritance of the High Elves cannot be destroyed like this!"
In the face of Belowell's earnest words, Sylvanas didn't bother with anything, she thought the same way, but she didn't understand the specific situation just now, but now, after knowing this passive situation, she nodded, "I know, but is there no better choice? Lordaeron is also full of undead disasters now, and our people are ......"
"Don't worry, I've confirmed through teleportation that the human paladin lord said that the places are still safe, and there are enough locations and resources for our refugees. But...... I'm afraid that from now on, we High Elves will only be able to cling to humans. ”
"That's better than exterminating the race now, there is hope if you live!"
Sylvanas's words also touched Belowell, and he nodded, "Then let's save every living High Elf as much as possible!"
"Selama Ashalanore (Fight for the people)!"
1: The speed of the slap in the face came very quickly, nostalgic clothes I played with my friends on the Lingfeng server, it was very good, and the queue was about 20 minutes, but last night I was brought in by a traffic anchor and a group of newcomers came in, and the queuing time exploded instantly, and it took nearly two hours to line up......!
Alas, someone else comes to do business, we want to play games, which is not a conflict in the first place, but now it is still very unpleasant.