"The people of Silvermoon City, I am Sylvanas Windranger, Ranger General!"

"I hold the Windranger Warbow in my hand, which represents the glory of the Windranger family, and in the other hand I hold the Protector of Farinrosh Quel'Salas, bestowed by the Sun King! The moment I was appointed Ranger General, I was the guardian of the country! ”

"Behind me, in every corner of the entire Silvermoon City, there are tens of thousands of elven rangers fighting! Bloody battle! Each of them is a guardian of Quel'Thalas! ”

"Everywhere you can see, everywhere you haven't seen yet, there are more High Elves fighting, soldiers and guards, nobles and commoners, old people and children, they are the guardians of Quel'Thalas!"

"Outside the city, Lansal Hawksbir and Nathanos Mares, two ranger generals, are leading the rangers of the Eternal Song Forest and the Wraith Lands, who are also the guardians of Quel'Thalas!"

"Further away, reinforcements from the Lordaeron Order of the Silver Hand have arrived, willing to help us and protect Quel'Thalas!"

"The Sun King has made contact with the leaders of various countries, more reinforcements are coming, Silvermoon City is not alone, the whole world will be on our side!"

"Now, with your shouts and fists, with any weapon you can find, with your wrath and the bones of the undead, tell me that every single one of you is the guardian of Quel'Thalas!"

The prestige of the Windranger family in the eyes of the High Elves is extremely high, since thousands of years ago following the ancestors of the Suncatcher to this land, the Windranger family has been the leader of the Ranger Force, and the successive generations of Windrangers have served as the generals of the Silvermoon City Ranger Force, and this position has never been left behind.

It can even be said that the status of the Windranger family is second only to the Sunrunner family!

High Elves, believe in Sylvanas and believe in Windranger!

At the same time, in other corners of Silvermoon City, one voice after another came and went:

"I'm Von Delors, the Archbishop of the High Elves Holy Light Church, and I'm fighting the Scourges near the East Wall!"

"I'm Liadrin, High Priest, and I'm fighting side by side with my Mentor! There are dozens of pastors around me, and we are with you! ”

"I am Salorian Morning Seeker, I am the wielder of the Holy Sword Queldra, and I am fighting the undead in the court of the sun! By my side, there are still the lawbreakers who remain! And the soldiers of the Sunfury and the Morning Striker! And the High Elf Paladins who have been summoned back from Lordaeron! ”

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One voice after another sounded, inspiring fighting spirit and awakening courage!

And by Sylvanas's side, Jiang Zheng took Sylvanas's words, and his voice spread to every corner of Silvermoon City:

"I am Nicholas Jiang, the deputy commander of the Ash Army, the Earl of the Kingdom of Lordaeron, the wielder of Excalibur Sdomka, and the heir of the will of Emperor Soladin!"

"2,800 years ago, when the Troll Empire invaded, humans fought alongside the High Elves, and we joined forces to defeat the Amani Trolls, and now they are huddled in the cramped city of Zuaman, and their glory is gone!"

"During World War II, when the orcs and other races of the tribe were raging, humans once again fought side by side with the High Elves, and now the orcs have been torn apart, and they don't know where to hide, and they don't dare to show their heads at all!"

"Now, the Scourge has invaded, and the human race has not forgotten our former alliance and once again reached out to help, are the High Elves willing to fight side by side with the human race?"

Silence, silence, and then a voice rang out in the western part of Silvermoon City:

"Lannassel, Prince Guard, willing to fight! High Elves, never give in! Silvermoon City, never fall! ”

The first voice sounded, then the second, then the third.

Then one by one, the voices converged into a passionate wave, resounding throughout Silvermoon City.

"We're willing to fight!"

"This is our home! We'll take care of it ourselves! Can't let humans see jokes! ”

"The High Elves are the children of the stars! We will not give in! ”

"Silvermoon City, never fall!"

When summoned to courage, the High Elves display an extremely strong fighting power that even the Scourge Legion cannot contain.

Jiang Zheng soon came to the prison in Silvermoon City.

The jailers are gone, and they are fighting the undead.

Jiang Zai effortlessly walked into the prison, opened the gates one by one with the Excalibur, and then found the imprisoned Ranger Lord Lotherma.

The current Silvermoon City needs every ounce of strength, and Lotherma shouldn't be in prison.

Outside, is his world, his battlefield.

Meanwhile, an ancient red dragon is flying from Northrend to Silvermoon City.

However, he suddenly felt a terrible fluctuation in energy, and his face changed.

"The Well of the Sun exploded?"

"It seems that I can't go to Silvermoon City, the Well of the Sun is more important!"

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The courage of the High Elves upset Arthas.

He didn't expect that these guys who had already broken their will would still be able to rejuvenate their fighting spirit.

And it was the Ranger General who had died that caused all this, and it was the Nicholas who forced him away on the Whispering Coast!

At this moment, Arthas really wanted to kill them himself!

"Darkan has succeeded, the rune barrier has disappeared, and the Well of the Sun has exploded. My Prince, there is no point in slaughtering the High Elves, our goal is the Well of the Sun. The most powerful group of the Sun King and the Sunseeker Dynasty have returned to the Sunwell Heights, especially among them, there are also a large number of mages. Together, these mages will soon be able to break the Imprisonment spell and then reconnect with the Well of the Sun to construct rune barriers. When the time comes, we will not be able to break through the Well of the Sun without a second Darkan. ”

Kel'thugad's voice rang out: "Go to the Well of the Sun Heights at once!" We must hurry! Don't let these damn High Elves hold us back! ”

The anger did not blind the Death Knight, and the human prince, once known as the "Pride of Lordaeron", quickly made a decision.

He didn't need any shouting at all, his will was transmitted to every undead through the Frost Grief, through the vast spiritual network that the Lich King had built.

Arthas pounced on his horse with a sword, the elite of the 150,000 undead, at least 50,000 undead, followed him into a tide of death at the first time, broke through the walls of Silvermoon City, and came to the northern coast.

Across the sea is Queldanus Island, where the Well of the Sun is located.

The two places are too far apart, and this is a vast strait, and as far as the eye of mortals can see, there is only a small island. Not to mention 50,000 undead, even if all the High Elves and even all humans are filled, it will not be able to fill this strait.

There are no ferries here, the nearest Yangfan Port is dozens of kilometers away, and there is no dedicated coast in Silvermoon City.

How can the undead cross the strait?

At this moment, Sylvanas, Ginger, Lotharma, Hadurun, all eyes were on the distant shore, on the Scourge Legion.

Although he knew how Arthas would cross the sea, Jiang Zheng still looked forward to seeing that scene.

Just like two days ago, Arthas walked to the shore and held the magic sword upside down in both hands, the tip of Frostmourn's sword plunging into the water.

In the next moment, the power of frost from Northrend, in the Arctic, centered on the sorrow of frost, spread deeper into the ocean.

The surface of the sea turned into ice, into a frosty road that stretched to the other shore, and the thick layer of ice was able to withstand the crawling of Anubrekan, and naturally it could also withstand the crushing of countless undead.

Arthas drew his Excalibur and mounted his skeletal horse, his invincible footsteps getting farther and farther away from Silvermoon City, and closer and closer to Queldanus.

Whenever he reached the end of the Frost Path, Arthas pointed the tip of Frost Sorrow's sword forward, and the sea continued to freeze forward.

What is this scene like?

With the power of one person, freeze the entire strait, forming a frost road with a width of more than a kilometer and a length of dozens of kilometers!

Freezing three feet is not a day's cold, Arthas used his own strength, legendary-level power, coupled with the rune magic sword in his hand, to communicate the extreme cold of Northrend in the North Pole, and completely broke this iron law!