Chapter 32: A belated ambiguity
"Ares, we must retreat!"
In the midst of the scuffle, Valera shouted. She and Ares fought back-to-back, and an orc nearly slashed her in the torso, but Ares parried with a sword, and then the elven assassin stabbed the dagger into the belly of the orc infantry. Warm blood covered Valeera's hands.
"I know, but there's no way back now."
Ares said loudly, and with another sword, he tore open the chest of an orc infantryman, and the torn chest of the orc suddenly gushed out a large amount of blood, and Ares kicked him to the ground without a trace of mercy, brandishing his great sword, and slashing at another orc warrior.
The encirclement was shrinking, and the snow eagle was flying around the city walls in a hurry, but she couldn't do anything in the face of the massive orcs. He could only relieve his knights again and again, and then spread his wings and flew into the sky, capturing the orc archers and warlocks on the tower.
Winlesa was almost squeezed out of space, her twin swords knocked to the ground by the orc infantry, and she could only draw the skinned dagger hanging from her hip and fight the bloodthirsty orcs......
However, just when everyone thought that there was no hope of breaking through, an elven arrow flew from a place that everyone could not see, and pierced the head of an orc warlock! Almost expressionless, the orc warlock fell straight down from the tower.
With such a long distance and such accurate archery, is there a more powerful archer in this world than the Windranger family?
The answer was no, because it was none other than Sylvanas, the elder sister of the Windranger family, who shot the arrow.
The elven rangers jumped quickly in the crowd with the help of siege ropes, and Sylvanas even amazed the audience with his extremely agile outstretched out. Her slender figure leaped over the orc's head, leaping onto the Hellfire wall with the inertia of the rope swinging, then leaping high before the orc infantry could surround her, stepping on the head of the orc infantry and firing a deadly arrow into the battlefield beyond. The orc infantry tried to grab her, but Sylvanas quickly left her behind, and she walked swiftly on the heads of the orc infantry.
Like a nimble fawn, it leaps swiftly through the hosts, firing arrows in all directions as it leaps forward. Everywhere they went, death was heard, and screams rang from the throats of the orc infantrymen, whose self-proclaimed fighting skills pale in the face of Sylvanas the Windranger. Hundreds of orcs couldn't catch a single elven archer.
Following Sylvanas's footsteps, the Ranger team climbed and leaped onto the walls. Arrows flew in the air, and with absolute violent speed, the orc infantry surrounding Ares were brought down one by one. The sorcerer who was casting the spell had not even finished reciting the demonic spell when his throat was choked by Sylvanas's arrow. In one last blow, Sylvanas didn't even bother to waste his arrows, and with a side flip, he jumped perfectly in front of Ares, and as he got up, the cluster of arrows used as daggers to slit the throat of the nearest orc infantryman. They looked at each other...... Ares recognized her almost immediately, but Sylvanas hesitated slightly, and in the past five years, Ares had changed a lot, from a stubborn young man to a slightly vicissitudes of life, while Sylvanas's own appearance had barely changed......
"Take your people, come with me."
There was no time to shiver and explain, Sylvanas said coldly.
"Sister!"
At this moment, behind Ares, Winlessa sprang out like a fawn. "Winlessa......" Sylvanas was stunned for a moment, but quickly reacted. Joy appeared on her pretty goose-egg face, but in such a siege on all sides, she also had no time to share her sisterhood with Winlessa, and simply ordered her troops to clear the way for this alliance team.
Ares roared angrily and rushed forward, the ash bringer raised his sword and fell, and in the flash, one by one the orc warriors fell under this powerful holy light weapon, Sylvanas looked at the man next to her in surprise, once, he was just a big boy, he couldn't even hold his own weapon steadily, how could he become like this after only five years of not seeing him? This is simply a great lord-level existence. Ares, what have you been through all these years? Sylvanas asked in her mind. But she couldn't stop and ask right now, because neither her squad of rangers nor the Alliance's clumsy so-called raid team were still surrounded by orcs.
Led by Sylvanas, the team reached the edge of a broken wall.
"There's no road here!"
The Union fighters exclaimed.
"No, this is the way to escape."
Faced with the confusion of the Alliance warriors, Sylvanas returned coldly.
"Catch him, Ares, and jump down. My men are below to answer you. ”
Then, she turned to Ares. And handed the rope that landed vertically into Ares' hands. At this moment, Ares seemed to return to the days when he was in Quel'Thalas, in the Forest of Eternal Song, and in Silvermoon City. The queen looked at him so seriously......
Sylvanas held Ares' wrist in a subtle gesture that Valeera could see, and she instinctively sensed that there might be some kind of bond between Ares and Windrunner, something similar to Gianna's......
"Trust me."
Seeing that Ares was hesitant, Sylvanas leaned in and whispered in her ear.
This action surprised both Wenlesa and Valeera...... What happened to the two of them in Quel'Salas back then? Why are you so intimate when you meet? No stranger......
"You watch ......"
Taking the rope from Sylvanas, Ares whispered.
Then he held the thick hemp rope with both hands, looked at the broken wall of the city wall with a height difference of more than 100 meters, and resolutely jumped down. At this height, Ares could barely see the people on the ground, but out of trust in Sylvanas, Ares chose to do so anyway. Of course, in the worst-case scenario, if the rope breaks, or there is no way underneath, you can summon the Snow Eagle, a valiant griffin who is his loyal companion. She was there for her all the time. There was no need to grab the rope and slide out of the castle, but if you did it yourself, the Alliance warriors behind you would do it...... Otherwise, in the face of the strange blood elves that suddenly appeared in the outer realms, who would want to trust them......