Pour cool spring water into a glass of water on the table.

Ares saw it, took the water cup and drank the water from the cup. He had been speaking at the command table for a long time.

"This is the first gate of Quel'Salas. Here, it's Sunny Breeze Village. The distance between the two places is thirty kilometers, and after the battle, if the Sunset Gate is breached, our soldiers can evacuate from the sailing path, and can rush to Qingfeng Village half a day in advance to prepare for the next line of defense. Between Sunny Wind Village and Sunset Gate is Yangquan City, which is more of a city than a transit station, with a population of only five thousand, evacuate these civilians to Silvermoon City in advance, and then, fill the city with hay and fuel, the Scourge Legion of Arthas will definitely pass there, and when the time comes, let the Dragon Eagle Archers set the town on fire from the sky and burn the Scourge Legion inside. ”

"Of course, this fire can't kill them all, the necromancers in the Scourge Legion will extinguish the fire, and then they will move on. Getting here. ”

Ares said, pointing his finger at Sunny Breeze Village. This novice village in the World of Warcraft game is no longer a novice village, and it gathers the most elite rangers in all of Quel'Salas.

"There is a small river on the outskirts of Sunny Breeze Village with a wooden bridge over it. You have to pass through there every time you hunt. Yes, that's the bridge, and if it is not dismantled, Arthas and its Scourge will cross the river without resistance. We want to use this bridge and make a difference. You can place a magic bomb at the base of the bridge in advance, and wait until the army of the undead in Arthas passes over the bridge before blowing it up in one fell swoop. This would allow for the elimination of some more Scourge troops, but again, it would only be delayed. It cannot play a decisive role. ”

Ares pointed at the map and talked as if he was going through the Great War of the Century, and although many elven rangers didn't know how he knew so much, it did sound like some truth, including Sylvanas and Lotherma, who were also listening carefully to Ares's opinion.

"If this river can't stop the Alsace advance, then we need to consider the last line of defense, Silvermoon City. On the road from Sunny Wind Village to Silvermoon City, there is a tall tower, the Tower of the Sun. The tower was built on a rock, and the path to the tower was so steep and winding that the Scourge could not attack on a large scale, so that our ranger archers could stand on top of the tower and shoot the undead soldiers lining up one by one. ”

"Finally, it's Silvermoon City's defense. The Scourge's fears are not your arrows and swords, but the flames. Gather as many flame mages as you can to defend the city. Dig a makeshift ravine outside the walls of Silvermoon, fill it with grease or other fuel, and set fire to the moat when the undead army of Arthas pounces on it, burning more corpses. ”

Ares talked for half an hour, and then he saw the surprised expressions of the elven rangers behind him.

"Ares, how do you know so much? Have you dealt with them before? ”

Sylvanas walked up and asked curiously.

"Sort of, a terrible plague has swept through the land of mankind, and the young prince, with a ghostly sword, has slain his father, speaking of my homeland, Lordaeron. It's real, except that you live in Quel'Thalas and don't care about anything outside of the forest, so you don't know that the world has changed dramatically. ”

Ares turned around and said in a serious tone. In fact, all this is hearsay itself...... But in the next moment, Ares could see the elves in front of him casting respectful glances at him......

"And one more question, Ares, if Arthas doesn't pass through the path you mentioned, but instead marches to Silvermoon City from the forest path, isn't the trap and defense we have laid useless against them?"

At this time, the Ranger of Quel'Salas, Lothama, stepped forward and raised his question.

"That's a good question, but let me tell you plainly that Arthas doesn't take a long detour, because he's in a hurry to resurrect a man, or rather, a corpse that's rotted into juice."

"Who?"

Sylvanas asked.

"Kel'thugad. Yes, it was the member of the Council of Wizards of Kenrito, a fallen human wizard who willingly served the Lich King in order to gain the power of darkness, and it was he who Arthas would resurrect. It's ironic that Arthas, as a paladin, killed him with his own hands, but now he wants to resurrect him with his own hands. And want to resurrect it with the energy of the sunwell. ”

After Ares finished speaking, the audience was in an uproar. The Sunwells have existed for thousands of years as a source of energy for the High Elves, and their purity is undefiled, and now the Death Knight Arthas is contaminating their holy water. The wrath of the elves is about to erupt in the volcano. But Ares knew that anger alone was not enough, and that the High Elves were very vulnerable, and even though they had powerful magic, their numbers were too scarce.

"Arthas was in a hurry to resurrect Kel'thugad, he didn't have much time, the corpse was decomposing at an accelerated rate every day, and its owner needed a whole corpse to live in. Therefore, Alsace will inevitably pick up the pace and go straight to the island of Queldanas. In addition, his confidence in his own army will also make him disdain to go around the forest path to attack Silvermoon City. ”

Ares continued, and at the same time, mindful of his words, he had promised Sylvanas not to bring negative emotions to the elven guards.

"Damn it, let them come, Quel'Salas will never have any intruders! The sunwell will not allow anyone to defile it! ”

An elven ranger couldn't help but answer angrily.

"Hopefully, we'll fight together."

Ares returned perfunctorily, and at the same time, another big problem lay ahead. I must remind this group of High Elves that there may be a traitor in their midst, or that there may already be a traitor.

"Also, there is a person that I must warn you of."

"Who?"

Lotherma asked.

"Darkan."

Ares replied seriously.

"Ares, you don't have to worry about this, Darkan is a high-ranking councilor of Quel'Thalas, he has a prominent position, and he will never betray his people and his country."

Before Sylvanas could reply, Lotherma and the other rangers stepped forward and answered confidently.

"I hope so......"

Seeing that these High Elves in front of him were so confident, Ares couldn't say anything more, and if they continued, I am afraid that they would mistakenly think that they were sowing discord and dividing their compatriots. After all, I am an outsider, and this is the only thing I can do.