(2-in-1 Chapter)

At dawn, the sun shone on the earth, gilding the Yongge Forest with a golden light.

In just three hours, what happened in the Ghost Lands reached the ears of Sylvanas stationed on the banks of the river south of the Eversong Forest.

The Ranger General was a little incredulous at the letter the scout handed over, and after a glance, Sylvanas's beautiful face was twisted together.

The letter is very simple: Anteras has fallen, Serasto has been killed, Andalus and Ann Ovenne are being attacked by the undead army, and within a day, the undead's sword will be directed at Quel'Thalas.

"Damn... Those demons who desecrate the sacred land of the elves. ”

Sylvanas clenched his fists and slammed it the wooden table, a sudden loud noise that startled the elven scouts who had come to report on the battle on the front line.

Glancing at the trembling scout, Sylvanas realized her gaffe, placing the letter on the table and taking a deep breath.

"Stand down. ”

"Yes!"

The scout retreated as if on the verge of amnesty, while Sylvanas frowned, opened the strategic map with a solemn face, and fixed his eyes on the three elven strongholds in the Ghost Lands.

His Majesty Anastarian was careless, and she should have thought about these omissions sooner.

The fall of Antaras was heart-wrenching, but it wasn't enough to spark the anger in her chest, and what she cared about was the secret, the secret that guarded Quel'Thalas's magical web barrier.

"Those demons... The demons already know. Looking down at the map, Sylvanas was furious.

They... They were betrayed.

It was the first thing she realized.

Otherwise, the route of the undead army would never have been so coincidental, after the fall of Terras, followed by Andalus and Ann Ouvine.

The ominous omen took root in her, and Sylvanas panicked.

She stood up, rolled up the map, and placed it in the purse on her waist, Sylvanas wriggled her hips, got up from her chair, and shouted to the guards outside the door,

"Prepare all the rangers and soldiers for battle, especially Generals Lothema and Kermarin, and remember, don't let the undead cross the river. ”

With the assistance of Lothama and Kermarin, the line of defense along the river has been fully arranged.

More than 12,000 elven warriors held phoenix shields, staring at the south bank with serious expressions, looking at them in a neat row, like a steel dragon.

With more than 5,000 elven marksmen covered inside, and more than 1,000 mage troops covered in the innermost, Sylvanas knew that if these magicians in magic robes were approached by undead warriors, the consequences would be unimaginable. More than 2,000 ranger cavalry were placed in the nearby mountains and forests by Sylvanas, ready to use their good mobility to break through the enemy's formation.

As a descendant of the Windranger family, Sylvanas is well aware of the strengths and weaknesses of each class, and is extremely skilled in matching and using them.

Throughout history, Sylvanas Windranger was a strategic man, with excellent political skills and coordination, and was an important factor in helping her conquer Lordaeron and lead the Forsaken to become king.

But Xue Huan's control of the army of the undead, his own strength, and the destruction of the enemy's psychological defense line are no less than those of Alsace in history.

In his previous life, Xue Huan, who had read a lot of military books and psychology, had won many awards. But his timidity, cowardly character, and the easy way to give up on something have kept him from the cycle of failure.

But this is fully compensated for by the sorrow of frost.

As Medivan said at the beginning, the current Xue Huan has completely annihilated humanity and conscience.

He no longer has mercy, and he will not hesitate in case of trouble, and Xue Huan, who is decisive in killing and thirsty for killing, has already become an extremely sharp weapon.

From calculating Galia and slaughtering Stratholme, it can be seen that the current Xue Huan has all the conditions to become a demon.

With a high IQ, careful layout, and ruthless decision-making, when the time is ripe, he can step on thousands of corpses and rule Azeroth.

The Land of Spirits, the Outpost of Taquelin.

Xue Huan, who was riding on the skeleton warhorse, looked at the three moon fragments in his hand with satisfaction.

In just five hours, from early morning to dawn, he and Gavin Rad divided their forces to attack, and uprooted all the elven strongholds in the Ghost Lands, including the three elven fortresses of Andros, Andalos, and Ann Ovien, of course.

And his harvest is also quite rich, the abomination has increased by more than sixty heads, and there are countless ghouls and elven zombie archers, and the most important thing is... He got the fragment of the Silver Moon Key that he had always dreamed of, which could open the magic net enchantment of Silvermoon City.

And now, surrounded by an overwhelming colony of undead soldiers, they are marching towards the Eternal Song Forest, a sacred land that is about to be reduced to a forbidden land of death under the erosion of darkness.

More than 300 abominations, 200,000 ghouls, zombies, and skeleton soldiers followed Xue Huan from the Taquilin outpost north, rumbling all the way.

Along the way, there were countless dead people, and the land was corroded into dead black, and due to the deadly plague and powerful evil forces, the land through which the natural disaster passed became charred black.

Caused by the Scourge Legion led by Xue Huan, this path began with Dessom and ran through the entire Black Rift in the Ghost Lands and Quel'Thalas, and was called the Death Scar by the Blood Elves of later generations.

Plague dead resurrected everywhere, the Wraith has become a large slaughterhouse.

After successfully advancing to the seventh rank, Xue Huan found that he had become more proficient in controlling these undead creatures.

The elves who had been stubbornly resisting a few hours ago now only needed a simple spiritual command, and Xue Huan was able to make them follow them like loyal dogs.

And it's very easy to take care of them... They feed on dead bodies and flesh for bait, and there are so many of them.

And with Kel'thugad, Xue Huan learned that in addition to using the Frost Sorrow to absorb the souls of the living, and by absorbing the energy contained in the artifact and magic weapons, the spirits dropped by some high-level warriors or monsters after death can also become one of the ways to improve their strength.

And this method is exactly the way that people on the continent of Azeroth are commonly adopted.

According to Kel'thugad, warriors and monsters above the third order have a chance to drop spirits upon death, and these spirits are often sold at high prices in the human or elven worlds.

The use and effect of the spirit is very straightforward, and the level is also from low to high, and it is carefully divided into F to S levels by magicians, and each time an essence is absorbed, the ability of the absorber will be slightly improved, and the price of an F-level spirit is already expensive, and the S-level spirit is even more valuable.

But for Xue Huan, the aggressor, the equivalent exchange of gold coins has become an unrealistic waste.

He was just a little depressed, if Kel'thugad could have told him the news earlier, after destroying Lordaeron, his strength would not only be like this, you must know that for a prosperous and densely populated federal country like Lordaeron, the auction house definitely has a lot of A-grade, or even A-level or above spirits.

If he had succeeded in absorbing all those spirits, it would not be impossible to break through the lord level in one leap.

But now it's useless to say this, now that he has reached the feet of Quel'Thalas, there is no reason to turn back, his goal is only to move forward, only the sacred... Well of the Sun!!

Sylvanas stood on a steep rock wall, umbrella in hand, and looked out at the tiny black spots in the south that were wriggling towards him—the Windrangers were surprised to find that the stench had already come to their faces before they had seen the rotten army.

The elven soldiers under her command were all clean-loving guys, and when they suddenly smelled the stench, the soldiers all had an unnatural look on their faces.

But even so, the brave and well-armed elven warriors had already lined up in a long line of serpents ready to meet the arrival of the enemy, and Lotherma Theron, affectionately known as "Ah Qiang" by later players, was carrying the Quildore's greatsword, ready to charge for Quel'Thalas.

"They're coming!!"

Sylvanas' blue pupils, who stood tallest and had the best sight, suddenly constricted.

Before going head-to-head with these undead shredds, she had heard rumors about these guys from the mouths of her subordinates, but they were not as shocking as she had seen with her own eyes today.

Sylvanas swore that she had never seen such a horrific image since she was born—the sky was overwhelmed until the army of the undead in the sky slowly advanced like a tide of ants, and as far as the eye could see, the black oppression filled the entire Ghost Land.

Lakh?

Two hundred thousand?

Sylvanas had no way of estimating the number of enemies, for there were so many, and the mountains were littered with filthy, rancid corpses that staggered along.

She turned her head with difficulty, and noticed that the elven soldiers under her command were also faintly uneasy by the arrival of these monsters, and Sylvanas noticed that the lips of one of the elven archers had been bitten white, and his face was bloodless, and even the right hand that was holding the bowstring was trembling.

The oppressive power of those monsters relying on numbers is too exaggerated.

When they reached the riverbank, the undead forces stopped, and Sylvanas, who was facing each other across the river, could even see the fangs of the fierce, cruel ghouls.

Sylvanas's gaze swept over the various decomposing corpses on the other side of the river, trying to suppress the bitter water churning in his stomach.

But as the commander of an army, the ranger general of the entire Quel'Thalas, she must do something to help her side dispel the psychological oppression of the undead.

For Quel'Thalas, for Queldore...

Sylvanas said silently, then stood up resolutely.

"Abominable aggressor, executioner, you are not welcome here!!"

Sylvanas shouted across the river in a voice that everyone could hear, clear and powerful, beautiful as a song, "I am Sylvanas Windranger, the Ranger General of Silvermoon City, and I advise you to turn around and leave here at once before my soldiers stick feathered arrows into your head!"

Bold statements, ridiculous language.

Xue Huan laughed, although he didn't know this so-called ranger general, the other party's arrogant and conceited provocation still made the corners of his pale mouth hook a sinister smile.

"It's you who should turn away, Sylvanas. ”

Xue Huan played with the frost sorrow in his hand and shouted the other party's name: "Death has come to your kingdom, you can choose it or die!!"

Sylvanas was meeting Xue Huan for the first time, but the man who was surrounded by a group of walking dead still left a deep impression on her.

With a festering face, bone-white hair, a black battle armor, and a fierce skeleton horse riding under his crotch, he held a strangely shaped rune giant sword in his hand.

This man's voice was a pleasant baritone, but now it sounded to her, but there was something about it... Something that made her originally powerful heart tremble for a while.

It was useless to be quick to speak, and Sylvanas narrowed his eyes and quickly pulled out the black barbed longbow behind his back, which was the signal for attack.

Lothama, who had been paying attention to Sylvanas' every move, had long been ready for battle, and at this time, seeing that Sylvanas had already given the order to attack, he suddenly shouted,

"Elven warriors, form a formation to meet the enemy!!" for the glory of Quel'Thalas!!"

"For Quel'Salas!!"

A neat and loud voice resounded over the Eternal Song Forest, and the elves were furious and high-spirited, and they immediately swept away the haze caused by the natural disaster of the undead.

Sylvanas, on the other hand, aimed at Xue Huan, who was in the remains of the corpses, and opened her bow and arrow, her shot was as accurate as ever, and the sharp arrow screamed through the air, flying straight towards Xue Huan's unprotected head.

Closer, closer...

Sylvanas' eyes gleamed with excitement.

And at the moment when the feather arrow coated with poison was about to hit Xue Huan, a light blue light suddenly appeared in front of the latter.

Seeing that the inevitable blow missed, Sylvanas stared at the scene in front of him.

Xue Huan's reaction speed was beyond her imagination, and the sword body shone with a breathtaking cold light, and with just one blow, the feather arrow was split in two.

Putting away the frost's sorrow, Xue Huan smiled faintly and glanced at Sylvanas in the distance.

"Attack the whole army!Don't leave a single mouth alive, kill them all!Let them serve me and the Lich King!!"

Xue Huan's terrifying voice had a strange and palpitating sound, echoing in the sky above the Eternal Song Forest for a long time.

Under his spiritual orders, hundreds of thousands of undead warriors began to attack, dust rolled up under their feet, and the rumbling sound almost tore the canopy apart.

And Gavenrad rode a war horse, riding a thousand, crossing the water as if walking on the ground, and rushed straight towards the elven troops.

At the junction of the Wraith Land and the Forest of Eternal Song, a great battle is about to begin...

Name: Sylvanas Windranger

Race: High Elves

Level: Lord's level

Class: Ranger (Hunter)

The Ranger General of Silvermoon City, the guard of the Elven Gate of Quel'Thalas, and the leader of the Ranger Cavalry Regiment. During the Second War, Sylvanas and her sister Aurelia Windranger fought against the orc invasion of Quel'Thalas, Aurelia Windrunner led the Ranger squad away from their homeland as the leader of the Ranger Vanguard, and Sylvanas was stationed as the Ranger General to Quel'Thalas.

Main Skill 1: [Multiple Arrows] Five shots at one arrow, hitting multiple enemies in front of you at the same time

Main Skill 2: [Silence] Silence enemies in an area, making them unable to cast spells

Main Skill 3: [Aim and Shoot] Accurate one's own shooting target

Main Skill 4: [Rapid Shooting] Use the power of the wind to greatly increase your shooting speed in a short period of time

Main Skill 5: [Strike Aura] Increases the attack power of nearby ranged units

Main Skill 6: [Eagle Eye] This is a natural skill of elves, as a high elf, Sylvanas has vision that ordinary people can't reach

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