(2-in-1 Chapter)

Perhaps he didn't expect this female elf to ask such a question, but after hesitating for just a few seconds, Xue Huan returned to his former calm.

Fearless of death, immune to pain and eternal life, and to his own intimidation, Talisha's appearance reminded him of another guy who was crazy about revenge and ancient magic.

Thoyle, that guy also has an indifferent attitude towards life on this continent, the life and death of others has nothing to do with him, and that guy only cares about himself.

After thinking for a while, the corners of Xue Huan's mouth gradually showed a cruel smile: "Together with me, you will witness the destruction of those high elves who once spit on you, hate you, and curse you, they will surrender at your feet, wagging their tails and begging for mercy like lost dogs, and you will get the right to dominate their lives." ”

Xue Huan stared at Talisha tightly and threw out the temptation of the demon.

This was already his last bottom line, and now he was intensively preparing a plan to attack the Eternal Song Forest and Silvermoon City, if this elf still refused to cooperate, then there was no need for her to exist.

Without her, it won't cause any damage to the plan to attack the Elven Realm.

One second, two seconds...

Exactly ten seconds passed.

Just when Xue Huan was extremely impatient and was about to condense dark magic to bombard this stupid fallen elf, Talisha suddenly smiled evilly, and a very charming voice also floated into Xue Huan's ears.

"This condition is pretty good, I... Accepted for the time being. ”

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Sunny Breeze Village is an ordinary village located south of the Eternal Song Forest, on the border with the Wraiths, but now, it is densely packed with heavily armed elven warriors preparing for battle, and it seems to be a base camp.

The horrors of the Wraith Lands had long since been reported back to King Anastarian, and the fall of Dysom in a short period of time had made the High Elf King aware of the seriousness of the situation.

In just one night, nearly ten ranger troops stationed in Fortress Dysom were all killed, and with the fallen Fortress of Dysom as the center, the cemetery within a radius of hundreds of miles was also excavated, and the army of the undead roamed the land of ghosts.

Even King Anastarian himself did not expect that in such a short period of time, the situation would be so bad that the lethality and action of the undead army had exceeded his imagination.

He had reason to believe that, perhaps with the exception of the Trolls of Zuaman in the East, the only three villages, two temples, and one fortress of the High Elves in the Wraith Land had all fallen.

Without further hesitation, King Anastarian had no choice but to abandon the defenses of the Wraith Lands and instead use the village of Sunny Wind north of the Eternal Song Forest as a temporary outpost to stop the attack of the undead forces.

"Lotherma, open the door, it's General Lotherma who is back!!"

The heavy gates were opened.

A troop of more than thirty rangers slowly drove into Sunny Wind Village, led by a tall warrior with silver hair and shiny phoenix armor to mark his extraordinary status.

Lotherma Theron, who overthrew the tyranny of Kael'thas in history, established himself as regent of Silvermoon City, and led the only remaining blood elves who have been renamed Sindore to resist the attack of the undead, but leaving aside the glory of history, the current Lotherma is just a ranger general of Quel'Thalas.

After handing over the chocobo mount to an elven soldier, Lotherma didn't pause, and after passing the noisy barracks, he made a beeline for an observation tower in the center of Sunny Breeze Village.

The two-storey, ten-meter-tall observation tower was usually used by elven scouts to scout the Zuaman trolls in the southeast, but the arrival of the Scourge of the Dead gave it a new identity.

Walking up the spiral staircase with elven patterns, Lotherma came to an office, even if the elves had a lot of rules, they could not pay attention to those red tapes in times of war, so Lotherma pushed the door straight in.

"Report!!"

In the quaint room, a blonde elf in delicate leather armor was looking down, studying the military map on the table.

The loud voice that suddenly remembered pulled her back, and she raised her eyes slightly, and the pair of blue eyes that seemed to be able to lure her into the endless vortex instantly lit up.

"Lotherma, you've come just in time, how's the battle on the front line?"

As the Ranger General of all of Quel'Thalas, and of King Anastarian to guard Weatherwind Village, Sylvanas Windrunner feels a great responsibility on his shoulders. At a very young age, Sylvanas aspired to become a ranger general commanding thousands of warriors, and this invasion of the undead gave her a chance to prove herself.

Her older sister, Aurelia Windranger, was honored as a hero by both humans and the High Elves during the Second Orc War when she led the High Elf Ranger Force to assist Tulayan in driving the brutal and savage Orcs out of Lordaeron!

It can be said that for thousands of years, Sylvanas's Windranger family has been a member of the Silvermoon Council and a frequent visitor to the Sunrise Court, active in various fields such as politics and military affairs in the kingdom, and is respected and admired by the elves.

As such, as the heir to the Windranger family, she felt a great responsibility, and Sylvanas would not allow herself to make any mistakes, as it would make her feel discredited to her family.

Seeing the comer, Sylvanas gently covered up the strategic map and walked out from behind the table.

I have to admit that even as a handsome man and a beautiful elf, Sylvanas's appearance can be called top-notch.

Her delicate and touching face, blown-tearable skin, a well-dressed cuirass printed with elven totems set off her proud towering to the fullest, and her slender and graceful waist exposed to the air, not only for the sake of beauty, but also to bring her flexibility to the extreme.

Her slender legs were encased in tight close-fitting leather armor, and on her feet were a pair of unpretentious leather boots, and behind her back was a black longbow.

Accustomed to Sylvanas's stunning beauty, Lotherma did not hesitate in the face of the Ranger General's questioning.

"I've scouted it myself, and the situation in the Wraith Lands is far worse than the scouts say. ”

Shaking her head, Lotherma's tone was serious, "All the towers, strongholds, and fortresses we once set up there have been uprooted, and now it has become a forbidden place of death, full of disgusting undead creatures, trees and lakes. ”

With a solemn expression and a serious tone, Sylvanas realized the seriousness of the undead invasion, even if he didn't witness it with his own eyes.

Just half a month ago, when urgent information was sent from Dysom to Silvermoon City, Sylvanas couldn't believe these terrible things.

Of course, she had heard it all, and rumors were spreading wildly within Quel'Salas—that some kind of plague was spreading on human land, that Lordaeron had perished, and that these terrible things would soon spread to their lands.

But the High Elves always believed their homeland to be safe, and even Sylvanas had no doubt about it until the fall of Dysom for a short time.

Quel'Thalas has fended off dragons, orcs, and trolls for centuries, and there's no doubt that what happens on human soil shouldn't endanger them.

Nowadays, however...

Woe has come.

Taking a deep breath, Sylvanas forced herself to banish the uneasy emotions that would disrupt her thoughts.

"How's the line of defense along the river basin arranged?"

"I've ordered Kermarin to lead nearly twenty squadrons to set up the defensive line, and I guess it's almost there by now. ”

Lotherma replied.

"No, it's not enough, it's not enough!!"

Sylvanas shook her head desperately.

There were only a hundred elven warriors in one squadron, and nearly two thousand in twenty squadrons, and it was impossible for these warriors to stop the attack of the undead troops, and it would be a fool's dream to expect them to hold the river embankment pass.

Although Sylvanas, as a subordinate, should not have complained about the Sun King's orders, it is clear that His Majesty Anastarian still left most of his elite forces in Silvermoon City.

The Spellbreaker Force, as well as most of the Ranger Legion, were the main forces of Silvermoon City, but they were held to the mercy of the Sun King's orders.

The decision made by His Majesty Anastarian... It's just too conservative.

In addition to the main force of Silvermoon City, the huge difference in strength between the troops she led and the Undead Scourge also made the Windranger have to think twice when deploying the deployment of troops.

"Come here. ”

Sylvanas turned and walked over to the table, and after opening the military map, she glanced at Lotherma and tapped her slender fingers at the junction of the Eternal Song Forest and the Wraith Lands.

"At present, there are 20,000 elven soldiers stationed in Sunny Wind Village, including more than 12,000 warriors, more than 5,000 archers, more than 2,000 ranger cavalry, and 1,000 magicians. Except for the three thousand warriors left, all the rest were pulled to the frontal battlefield. ”

Sylvanas's tone was irrefutable, but Lotherma Theron, who had been staring at the map with her cheeks on her back, frowned.

He glanced up at Sylvanas and said with some concern, "But in this way, it is equivalent to draining all the military forces in Sunny Wind Village, will it..."

"I understand your fears, General Lotherma. ”

Sylvanas's cold female voice interrupted Lotherma, her eyes narrowed, her gaze fixed on the military map,

"His Majesty Anastarian didn't expect us to be able to defeat the army of the undead, and the village of Sunny Wind is surrounded by mountains to the south and surrounded by empty space, which is the most favorable combat terrain for those undead soldiers who are overwhelming, if we let them enter the Eternal Song Forest, the consequences will be unimaginable, and if we are unfortunately defeated, we will also be surrounded by the enemy, and there is no way to escape. ”

"On the contrary, the junction of the Wraith Land and the Eternal Song Forest is a river, and for those undead troops who lack long-range strike power, it is tantamount to more difficult to storm the stronghold fortress we have set up, and we can also delay the attack of those monsters as much as possible to buy time for Your Majesty. At the same time, the greater advantage of this arrangement is that even if we retreat north to Silvermoon City after doing our best, we will not encounter the problem of being plagued by enemies on our backs. ”

Sylvanas's point of view not only pointed out the current situation they were in, but also clearly displayed the strategic deployment in front of Lothama's eyes, and made reasonable arrangements for the follow-up battle policy.

Well-founded and convincing.

Suddenly, Lotherma's eyes were full of admiration and affirmation as she looked at Sylvanas.

"How's it going?"

Sylvanas looked inquiringly at the visibly sluggish Lotherma, who resigned for a few seconds before nodding again.

"General Sylvanas, I will strictly follow your plan, but His Majesty Anastarian's side..."

Hearing this, Windranger sighed inwardly, it was clear that Lotherma was not stupid, and he had already noticed what he said, "We were not expected to be able to defeat the army of the undead".

But even if she knew, Sylvanas couldn't pick it out in front of Lotherma, so she just walked up to the latter and patted him on the shoulder.

"Go ahead, and trust Your Majesty's decision. ”

"May the sun guide you. ”

Looking at Sylvanas's sincere and determined eyes, Lotherma no longer hesitated, he nodded, and took the order to leave.

Sylvanas Windranger, who watched Lotherma leave, rubbed his head and walked to the window, staring intently into the distance.

Desperate, there is still a way to live, a lonely city to be guarded, a dead end.

His Majesty Anastarian pinned all his hopes on the defensive barrier, trying to get peace at the lowest cost.

However...

Will things really go this way?

Sylvanas wasn't sure.

And it turned out that Windranger's fears were not unfounded, because on the other side, at the edge of the Wraith Lands, Xue Huan placed his dark gray eyes on the land of the Eternal Song Forest, which was no more than a river away from him.

"You mean... Silvermoon City has a layer of energy enchantment that ordinary power can't penetrate at all?"

Xue Huan shook his head, frowned, and said to something behind him, but there was nothing behind him except for the death knight Gavin Rad, two bloated abominations, and a few ghouls.

Obviously, these cold-blooded undead creatures have no emotion other than killing, and they will not respond to Xue Huan's question.

But the next moment, behind him, a pale blue light and shadow suddenly lit up, and a cold and dry voice floated over at the same time.

"Of course, the Great Lord of Darkness may be able to ignore this barrier with your mighty strength, but what about your army?"

"Your information is very important to me, but I don't like to go around in circles, so just say anything. Xue Huan didn't look back, and responded a little impatiently.

"Of course, I mean... Great Lord of Darkness, let's make a... Trade it. ”

The voice was smiling, full of cunning and smugness.

(End of chapter)