"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I've borrowed......" Paul apologized to the human soldier who had been pushed out of his way as he squeezed forward Helena.

Coming to the front row of the human wall, Paul saw at a glance two figures entangled in the clearing—Anduin? Lord Lothar and an orc! In the light, the orc was so strong, stronger than any orc Paul had ever seen, with thick arms that seemed to be able to break the neck of a calf with one hand—Paul sighed.

But Anduin? Lothar did not fall behind in the battle, because it was a duel of life and death, and the battle was urgent, there was no tentative attack on either side, almost all of them were strong and hard-hitting, and sporadic sparks burst out from the incessant exchange of swords and tomahawks.

Paul was enthusiastic about it, but he also knew that it was not good for him to shout on such occasions, so he kept secretly thinking about Anduin? Lothar applauded, and at the same time quietly reverie - if she had such skills, just on the battlefield, Helena would have looked at herself differently at first!

Thinking like this, Paul couldn't help but sneak a look at Helena's side face, only to find that the High Elf's face was so bad that even someone as dull as Paul could feel the anger in her heart.

What's going on? What's going on? - Paul thought to himself, and was about to ask Helena, but the High Elf Ranger had already exploded.

"Brothers and sisters, listen to my orders and shoot!" Paul's high-pitched voice jumped, and he looked at Helena beside him. The latter, on the other hand, raised a slender arm high and swung it heavily in the air.

Shoot? What to shoot? -- Before Paul could react, hundreds of arrows were already flying behind him -- there were real arrows. There were also those condensed with arcane power and flew like locusts towards the orcs in front of them.

Brooks screamed, he had just blocked Anduin? Lothar slashed at his sword with all his might, his hands were slightly numb, of course, he knew that his opponent was not having a good time, and when he was thinking about taking advantage of the situation, the two slender arrows were like delicate poisonous snakes. Passed through him and Anduin? The gap between Lothar and his eyes sank into his eyes.

Brooks felt that it was dark before him, and he could see nothing; Severe pain came from both eyes and many parts of the body. In addition to the two that hit both eyes, Brooks also hit a number of arrows.

As the focus of Arrow Rain, Orgrim and the guards behind him are not having a good time; Luckily for Brooks, Orgrim had a little more time to prepare. He used the hammer of destruction in his hand to block many arrows that were shot at him. Although I was hit by a few arrows, none of them hurt me.

But the few guards behind him were not so lucky, these few orcs who mustered up the courage to launch a counterattack with their own chieftain, and died tragically under the arrows of the High Elves without even touching the human skin.

Orgrim endured the pain in his body and did not cry out; But when he saw his friend Brooks howling because he was blinded by the shooting, Orgrim finally couldn't hold back the anger in his heart and roared loudly, "You despicable humans! Why launch an arrow sneak attack? Are there so many of you. Are you still afraid of a few of us orcs? You cowards! ”

Orgrim's words whipped like a whip into the hearts of the Iron Horse Brotherhood, the Knights of the Silver Hand, and the Royal Guards of Lordaeron, all of whom glared at the High Elves, the originators of the qiē.

"Why? Why let cold arrows hurt people! Wryon was the first to rush in front of Helena. Although Urian didn't attack Helena out of respect for the lady, anyone could see the anger in the heart of the prince of Stormwind.

Paul hurriedly grabbed the middle between Ureon and Helena, and protected Helena behind him - in fact, Paul did this out of instinct, and he did not want to clash with Ureon; Not because Urian was the prince of Stormwind, and if that alone he was, a royal guard as proud as Lordaeron would not have been able to look at him squarely - but because Urian was a good friend of His Royal Highness Prince Arthas.

Of course, Paul also did not understand Helena's approach - when two warriors were dueling, no one could interrupt them, otherwise it would be disrespectful to the two warriors; Anduin? Lothar's identity and status are there, and Helena's move is completely poking the hornet's nest of the Iron Horse Brotherhood.

As for the Knights of the Silver Hand and the Royal Guard of Lordaeron, their anger was mostly due to Orgrim's words, which made them cowards, and they were irrefutable - because it was their allies who released the cold arrows.

"What are you yelling at?" Helena didn't care what Ureon's identity was, she glanced at Ureon angrily across Paul, and then mocked, "You can see clearly, human, we shoot orcs, is this worth your anger?" I don't know if your allies are the High Elves or the filthy and filthy orcs! ”

"What do you say? Who is an ally of those orcs? Wrynn's face turned red, and he retorted loudly, "This has nothing to do with the covenant, this is a battle that belongs to Teacher Lothar, and no one can interfere!" ”

Helena is still sneering, Anduin? Lothar had already come to her, her mountain-like figure and solemn expression made the perverse Helena a little faintly afraid, and she lost the courage to face Ureon, and shrank behind Paul slightly.

Blinded by an arrow, Brooks fell into a semi-frenzied state, swinging his axe wildly and letting out a loud roar, the sudden attack and the irritation of his blindness making him lose his mind and prevent Orgrim from trying to get close to him.

In this case, Anduin? Naturally, Lothar would not take advantage of the danger, and like Wrynn, he was angry at these high elves who suddenly released cold arrows, especially since it was a woman who gave the order, Anduin? Lothar naturally thinks that Helena is deliberately interfering with his revenge.

"Why do you want to do this, woman?" Anduin? Lothar's voice was calm, but with a heavy oppressive force.

"I'm not called a woman, I'm called Helena!" The High Elf Ranger wanted to use this answer to strengthen his momentum, but Anduin? Lothar was not a stupid Paul, under the forced gaze of the Marshal of Stormwind, the High Elves finally became no, and whispered, "Then why don't you continue to pursue those orcs, why do you stop?" (To be continued......)