…… Chapter 161: The Fall of the Stars (1)

On the north bank of the River Allendal.

The High Elf troops, led by Sylvanas* Windranger, finally arrived in the early hours of the morning at this essential and strategic point connecting the Wraithlands to the Eternal Song Forest...... At this moment, the High Elf warriors are going all out to build a defensive line and add as much weight as possible to the sniper battle that will start next.

Next, they will face a surging onslaught of 400,000 undead natural disasters, just to buy precious time for the civilians and wounded who have evacuated to Silvermoon City. Although everyone was ready to die on the battlefield, even then it would be able to stop the undead scourge for a few days, including the Ranger Lord Sylvanas...... None of this is known.

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The High Elf warriors are still busy. However, a commotion broke the silence of the early morning.

"General!"

An elven scout scout who was galloping towards him gasped and said to Her Majesty the Queen.

"They're coming! Death Knight Arthas, the commander of the scourge of the undead, personally leads the team! ”

Sylvanas Windranger knows the elf in front of him - Emio Davics! More of a woman-looking, he is one of Quel'Thalas's best scouts, and his information is always accurate and detailed.

When some kind of plague was spreading in the land of mankind, and the undead scourge was in full swing, Silvermoon City had already received the news! But the Queldores once thought their land was safe. Over the centuries, Quel'Thalas has fended off dragons, orcs, and trolls. There is no doubt that what is happening on human soil should not endanger them.

But now the flood has come.

Not only have the undead scourge invaded their kingdom and broken the mana shield that had protected Quel'Salas for thousands of years, but now they are the hundreds of thousands of troops facing the main force of the scourge of the dead......

"Are you sure that's Alsace Minethiel? The prince of mankind? Sylvanas's brows were tightly locked, Old Tang had told him in detail about several Cataclysmic generals, as the true commander of the army of the dead, the heroic master of the Death Knight Arthas was the top priority!

Emio Davicz nodded, still panting, and the dash had cost him a lot of his body. "Yes, General! I heard his men call him that. As far as I can see, the rumors that he killed his father and treasoned and caused unrest in Lordaeron are not exaggerated. ”

The scout's reply made Sylvanas's heart tighten.

A hero! Hundreds of thousands of powerful natural disasters and undead, the last advantage of the broken troops is also negated! Originally, he planned to use his hero-level strength to give priority to killing the commander and causing chaos in the command of the undead scourge, but he was miscarried.

"General!" Emio Davicz looked up at Sylvanas Windrunner in anguish. "This battle - I think maybe our kingdom doesn't have enough troops to defeat him!"

This harsh comment made Her Majesty the Queen extremely angry, and she needed it.

"We are Queldore!" Sylvanas, whose face was covered with frost, corrected sharply:

"Our land is impregnable, and he has no way out! Don't be afraid, His Majesty the King has put all his strength into defending Silvermoon City and the Well of the Sun, and the Minotaur allies will fight alongside us! He won't stand any chance of winning! Before that, there were enemies stronger and smarter than him who wanted to conquer our kingdom. Keep the faith, my friend.

"Believe in the power of the Well of the Sun...... and the strength and will of our people! ”

Scout Emio Davicz was taken down so that he could have a bite to eat and rest before returning to his post. Sylvanas* Windranger, with a frosty brow on her face, turned to several of her generals and lieutenants and said in a stern tone, "If Emio is right...... We need to be prepared to strike first, we need more set-ups! ”

"Asker, Salorion!" Her Majesty looked at the two soldiers who came with the broken queen troops, and said without the slightest hesitation: "You two are leading the warrior troops and continue to lay out the defense line!" Make sure we make our set-up as perfect as possible! ”

"Yes, General!" The two warriors glanced at each other, straightened their bodies and responded in unison.

"Eldar Morninglight, Syldaris, Worahir!" The two warriors took the order, and Sylvanas looked at his three lieutenants, the three sturdy rangers. "Lead two thousand rangers and set up explosive traps on the other side of the river! I don't want to be too hidden, but I have to cover the other side of the river as much as possible! The more the better! ”

Under the command of "Her Majesty the Queen", the three rangers went down to recruit people without saying a word, and hurried to cross the river and arrange it.

Standing up and staring at the horizon that was still a little muddy in the morning light in the distance, "Her Majesty the Queen" suppressed the uneasiness in her heart, and said to herself:

"Alsace...... A good opponent! ”

"Even though I may not see that day...... But the undead scourge will surely sink in the land of Quel'Thalas! ”

Sylvanas Windranger, at this moment is indescribably ruthless and fearless...... Without the slightest suspense, the arrival of Arthas has already been discovered.

Elven scouts were famous, and by the time Arthas noticed them, the news had already been sent far and wide. In fact, the proud Death Knight did not hide his intentions at all.

Although the soul of Kel'thugad was disturbed and warned the arrogant prince. But it didn't matter, Arthas had already assembled a large army, and he had no doubt that he would be able to command this army to enter this eternal realm of perfection and quickly advance to the Well of the Sun!

Though...... Those High Elves used clumsy tricks to kill tens of thousands of his soldiers and horses, but this loss was not worth mentioning to him, the commander of the army of the dead! The Scourge Legion has never lacked cannon fodder, and if you want to defeat the Scourge Legion by striking the new force, it is tantamount to a fool's dream!

What the Scourge Legion does best is to feed the war with war!

When he conquers Silvermoon City and the Well of the Sun, even if all the troops in his hands are exhausted, he can still pull up a large enough army of the dead!

Looking at the High Elves on the other side of the river, Arthas withdrew a disdainful sneer from the corner of his mouth. With the strength of only 10,000 people in front of you, you want to hinder your own progress? What a joke! These pointed ears that offend their majesty will eventually meet a doom that they cannot bear!

"These elves are so sad. No wonder we can easily destroy their homes. "The Death Knight seems to be talking to himself. However, an eerie voice rang in his ears. "They fought hard in life, but when they died, they could only bow down to their orders."

"Don't be careless, Prince Arthas." Kel'thugad's soul appeared beside the Death Knight and reminded him faintly. "The High Elf Kingdom, the heritage of nearly 10,000 years cannot be underestimated.

Hearing Kel'thugad's advice, the arrogant prince only pouted indifferently, the obstacle in front of him was nothing more than ringworm, and the stupid behavior of these high elves seemed to him to be tantamount to a mantis arm! But just as he was about to give the order for the army to advance, a loud shout rang out from across the river!

"You're not welcome here! Get out of our land! ”

"Her Majesty the Queen" stood in front of the trestle bridge connecting the two sides of the strait, and roared loudly. Her voice was clear, powerful, and beautiful as a song, but the cold momentum that rose to the top was enough to make anyone wary!

Arthas turned to face her with a skeletal horse, staring intently. For a moment, Sylvanas felt a little sympathy for the poor animal beneath him, and even death could not find peace. The walking dead of the army of the undead remain unmoved, but the Cursed Cultists and Necromancers who still have the ability to think turn to their masters, waiting for his commands.

Fresh or dried zombies, brainless trolls stitched together from different corpse pieces, flying monsters that look like resurrected stone statues, and spider monsters that resemble the legendary extinct Yaki Zerg. And the disgusting rancid stench that came to your face......

The Prince of Arthas rode on a skeletal horse with burning eyes, and carried a terrifying greatsword on his back. Sylvanas immediately recognized that it was a rune sword, and the evil and powerful power surging on the sword's body was still unsettling even if it was far away!

Humans dressed in black hurried at his command, as did the army of the dead. Sylvanas's gaze swept over the various decomposing corpses, trying to suppress the bitter water churning in his stomach. She silently rejoiced that the wind had changed, blowing the stench away from her direction.

This is the sight of Sylvanas* Windranger standing by the river.

"I am Sylvanas* Windranger, the Ranger Lord of Silvermoon City. I advise you to turn away at once! ”

Arthas tugged at the corners of his mouth with a twitching expression. She noticed that although Arthas was still alive, the curled lips of his pale face were already gray.

"It's you who should turn away, Sylvanas." The Death Knight stared at the heroic opponent, deliberately ignoring the title she was proud of, and said word for word. "Death has come upon your kingdom."

Alsace's voice was a pleasant baritone, but now it has a chilling coldness and cruelty...... Accompanied by a disturbing voice, the evil and hideous momentum of the Death Knight suddenly surged towards the "Queen's Majesty". Even Sylvanas's strong heart stopped beating for a while!

Sylvanas did her best not to tremble, she was the Ranger Lord of Shadowmoon City, and she was fearless!

Narrowing his blue eyes, he grabbed his Windranger Bow and signaled danger.

"Then let the horses come!"

On the banks of the Elendal River, Sylvanas* Windrangers challenge the Death Knight Arthas and his army of the undead!

*JM