The defenders of Silvermoon City had already been crushed, and they didn't hold out until the Prince's reinforcements arrived, allowing the undead to rush in. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info chaos in the city, Arthas does not need living people at all, his purpose is to turn this place into a paradise for the undead.

Andy, with the last remaining rangers, retreated towards the center of Silvermoon City, where all the defenders had collapsed and could no longer hold back effective resistance.

"Let's go!" Andy spoke, with unmistakable majesty in his tone.

The rest of the rangers looked at each other, and there was still a struggle in their eyes, they felt that they had abandoned their general, and the elf in front of them had undoubtedly been appointed by Sylvanas as the new ranger general. But the whole of Quel'Thalas has fallen, and Silvermoon City no longer exists, so what's the use of having a Ranger General?

Andy looked at the faces of the crowd and knew very well what they were thinking, his qualifications were not enough to convince others, and it was difficult for him to feel a sense of belonging. As the leader of the soldiers, strong force is not enough.

But Andy wasn't worried, just one thing was enough for him. Sylvanas had him take over the Ranger unit when he rushed up to fight Arthas, which was undoubtedly approved by Sylvanas.

"You don't have much use here, look here, all the people have given up, and the garrison has no courage." Andy pointed to the approaching undead in the distance and said, "They ended up being cowardly, so they accepted death, but if you become like them, then Quel'Salas is really finished!" We haven't lost yet, His Royal Highness's reinforcements haven't arrived yet, and now we can only escape from Silvermoon City, and there are still Uther's knights in the forest, and we can continue to fight! ”

"Just us?" A ranger said, "Don't lie to yourself anymore, there is no hope for Silvermoon City!" ”

"You're wrong, as soon as Kael'thas reinforcements arrive, the whole situation may be turned around." Andy said, taking out the badge again, "What's more, the ranger troops haven't dispersed yet!" ”

When everyone saw the badge, the expressions on their faces were stunned, but they didn't expect that the general had even handed over the badge to him. They could not believe Andy, but they believed in Sylvanas, in their generals.

Andy didn't hesitate any longer, and escaped from Silvermoon City with this small group of rangers through another exit. The vast majority of the undead were at the main entrance, and their actions were not detected by Arthas.

According to Andy's idea, he had to go find Uther first. In fact, he had been muttering in his heart, although he told Uther to operate on the periphery, but there was such a big movement of the undead attacking the city, it was impossible for him not to know it, with his character, he would not sit idly by. What's more, the fall of Silvermoon City would not do Lordaeron any good.

Andy fled with the people, but the people in the city fell into despair, especially when he watched his once most beloved Ranger General kill them one by one.

Sylvanas had lost any thoughts and was completely controlled by Arthas. Normally, the soul of the banshee under his control would be sucked into the frost sorrow, but this one occurred to him. Instead of sucking Sylvanas's soul, he suppressed it and slowly corrupted it by the evil energy. When necessary, he will let go of this suppression, a banshee who has thoughts and thoughts that have been eroded by his own power, you can imagine how powerful it is, and it will definitely become a big help for him.

The city had been almost wiped out, with only a few fringe corners and a few sporadic battles, but the battle was one-sided, and the undead were slaughtering the inhabitants of Silvermoon who had given up resistance.

Arthas watched with satisfaction the results of his battle, the city was filled with evil and tyrannical energy, full of terrible plagues, and houses with flames and smoke.

He laughed coldly, then waved his hand and led his three men towards the tallest tower in the city.

He knew what was there, and that was the purpose of his trip, and it was the place that the Lich King had told him to take.

It's just that the process is never so smooth, and at the door of the tower, an old elf with a haggard face with a cloak and a sword is coming out of it.

When Anastarian's last defense was breached, he was scattered along with the remaining elders, and in addition to Arthas's power, they also suffered from the power of the circle. As a result, several other elders died on the spot, and he was also seriously wounded.

Anastarian held the sword in one hand, and the other hand hung limply at one side of his body, and the elbow was abnormally reversed, and it seemed that the whole arm should have been broken. Both legs were also limping and staggering, and blood was still dripping from the corners of their mouths.

"Devil, I'm going to kill you!" Anastarian roared, his voice hoarse.

"Hmph, it's up to you?" Arthas laughed, "For the sake of being a king, it is your honor that I will execute you myself!" ”

With that, Arthas raised his magic sword and walked towards Anastarian.

Anastarian wanted to raise his sword, but he didn't have the strength anymore, his internal organs were on the verge of bursting, and if he made a violent movement, blood would spurt out.

Arthas sneered and walked up to him, Frost Grief pressed over Anastarian's heart. The old king looked feebly at the invader, and finally closed his eyes.

He accepted his fate, and Silver Moon City was finally destroyed in his hands, and in the end, he still couldn't do anything, and he still had no shame to face the first king.

"Speaking of which, if you hadn't owned the Well of the Sun, the Lich King probably wouldn't have chosen you." Arthas suddenly leaned his head closer to Anastarian and whispered, "Puff is not guilty, but guilty." You should know this truth, it's a pity! ”

After saying that, the magic sword in his hand thrust forward, instantly piercing Anastarian's heart. The old king's eyes suddenly opened, and the eyes that stared at Arthas shone brightly, but they dimmed in an instant. A wisp of gray-white soul slowly burrowed into the sorrow of frost.

Arthas walked into the tower, not looking at it, and walked straight underground.

According to the general rule, the closer you get to the ground, the darker the light will become, but here it is obviously different, the light is always abundant, and the further down, the brighter it becomes, accompanied by a huge energy fluctuation.

After about five minutes, the stairs finally came to an end, and a hall was at the end of the stairs, but the hall was already full of corpses.

"This is the Well of the Sun?" Arthas walked over, and a huge well was in the middle of the hall, with a golden liquid flowing from it.

He reached in and felt the magical energy contained in the liquid, which made him feel extremely comfortable.

"It's a waste to give you such a good thing." Arthas said as he took out a one-meter-long strip of cloth from his package, and when he opened it, it revealed the contents inside, a human skeleton.

"You're cheap." Arthas muttered a whisper, then threw the bones into the Well of the Sun.

The liquid in the well suddenly erupted with a violent light, and the entire Well of the Sun shook. The glare lasted for nearly a quarter of an hour before slowly converging.

"Hmm!" A long sigh came out of the well.

"Alive?" Arthas asked, "If you're alive, get out of here, the Lich King has a lot of things to do." ”

"Arthas, you're still so impatient." Above the wellhead, a white figure suddenly floated out, like a puff of light smoke, but it was slowly condensing.

"Alright, Kel'thugad, no more nonsense, come out quickly." Arthas was visibly impatient.

"Uh-huh, didn't the master tell you that you still need a life box?" The figure was Kel'thugad, who had been killed by Arthas, "Without a life box, I can't move." ”

"Let's get it straight, where to find it?" Alsace doesn't like to beat around the bush.

"Go ahead and carry out your master's orders, and you'll know when the time comes." "Take my bones," said Kel'thugad, "and I will always be by your side, but I will not be able to show up." ”

Arthas pursed his lips and scooped up the bones of Kel'thugad from the well, which turned into a small pile of fine bones as soon as they left the well.

"It's so broken, it's really troublesome." Arthas wrapped his bones and left the Well of the Sun.