I, Lee Marcellus, am the Stalker who is about to step into the High Profession, the night geist of Shining Gold, with a future of Silver Radiant Moon. In my imagination, I was supposed to be a stalker in the shadows, or an agile and cunning wandering swordsman. Until then, I have to keep a cool head, a sharp mind, and a greedy and spiritual ambition, all reactionaries and tigresses are paper paste.

but

"Hurry up, a man swallows slowly." True Red took the captured dagger and stabbed the tragic little plum, and the green-haired adventurer struggled in despair for a moment before being put down on the spot by Zi Xuan's Gu Poison Technique.

Oh, my God! At any time, even a mage will be poisoned, and the toxicity is even more powerful than the stalker's homemade ointment! Xiao Lizi's heart was like ashes, and he took the lead and walked back to the Lion King's Pride Hotel.

True Red walked behind in a hurry, responsible for guarding Xiao Lizi and preventing him from escaping, while Zi Xuan, under the guidance of Chu Ci, taught the two Night Elves some skills of adventurous communication outside, passed by the Hall of the Iron Horse Brotherhood, and bought two maps with a few dwarf-produced alliance emergency fireworks.

"I gave it to you." Zixuan handed a map and two fireworks to Shiryl.

"Miss Zixuan, thank you for your generous help, and may the moon god Elune protect you." Shiryl opened her mouth to thank her, the elves' minds are far more pure than humans, so they are very sensitive to the perception of people's hearts, and she can feel that Zixuan has no other purpose in helping them.

"Are you the Night Elves who came out on a journey?"

"Yes, I'm Shiryl Harper, this is my sister Anne Juliana, we're from Quel'Thalas, and this time we're leaving Ashendale to travel away from Ashendale to complete the final training of a senior professional." Shiryl didn't feel that her identity needed to be hidden, and introduced herself very heartily.

"Quel'Salas? It seems that you are in the Silvermoon Forest of the Kingdom of Lordaeron, at the northern end of the continent, how did you come to Stormwind City? Zixuan asked Chu Ci with doubts in her heart.

At this time, Quel'Thalas was still the colony of the High Elves, a dynasty ruled by Anastarian Sunstrider, who had an eternal covenant with the Arathor Empire, but with the division of the Arathor Empire, this covenant also came to an end. Most of the Night Elves who appear on the road today are rangers who have come out to train, and the diplomatic corps of Quel'Salas has not appeared in the eyes of humans for five hundred years, and the most famous High Elf may be Kael'thas who joined the Council of Six in Dalaran, known as Kaizi.

Of course, Anastarian is also sitting at a round table in Stormwind to discuss the orc invasion, so there's no need to worry too much about it.

But as a minority who can't explode like in Warcraft games, the two High Elves shouldn't put themselves in too dangerous places, and every loss of a High Elf is a great loss for Quel'Thalas, who has a population of less than 200,000.

"We've been tasked with protecting a convoy of food to reach Twilight." Anne explained in a low voice, "I heard bad news on the road, and the steward of the grain team decided to stay in Shining Gold Town to see the situation, so we are temporarily stranded in Shining Gold Town. ”

"Twilight?"

Chu Ci was slightly stunned, and switched perspectives, three alchemy puppets that had reached the A-level enhanced ability level after upgrading were shuttling through the jungle, moving along the narrow forest path in the direction of Twilight Town, and from time to time on the road saw faintly rising fires, which were raging calamities!

The orc's minions had crossed the upwind trail to the edge of the Twilight Forest, almost touching the Elwyn Forest.

And the four convoys sent by King Ryan are galloping along the main road, approaching the abyss of death.

……

"Hurry up! Damn, hurry up! Danas twitched the reins violently. His horse neighed in protest, and even foamed at the mouth of his warhorse, but he complied with his master's wishes.

Danas didn't hear the sound of the horses' hoofs coming into contact with the hard ground.

Echoing in his ears was the sound of crude weapons intersecting, the wild roars and cries of the orcs, and the wails of his soldiers as they fell.

The firelight of the village was a trap, and the orcs attacked the village, captured all the civilians, set an ambush, set fire to the village, attracted the Stormwind convoy, and attacked them.

They had no time to devise tactics and had to fight without the slightest preparation, and many were slaughtered or captured before the green frenzy came at them.

Danas closed his eyes, but his mind still haunted the sight of their falls, horses and warriors, all dying in the brutal and savage slaughter.

At that moment, Danas had a thought in his mind that disgusted him, and they lost. His soldiers were also aware of this, and they knew what to do.

"Sir! Back to Flash Gold Town! "While confronting a tall orc armed with a giant hammer, the remnants of the soldiers are still urging Danas." Tell His Majesty the King about the situation here! We'll cover you! ”

Danas hesitated, he didn't know what he should do. Stay here and fight alongside them; Or run back in the hope of saving them?

Then he didn't need to hesitate!

The surging tide of steel appeared from the most unlikely direction, wearing black armor, wearing an ink helmet, the black spear in his right hand could pierce the orc's bull shield and pierce their bodies, and the shield on his left arm could easily block the orc's heavy stone axe, and he pulled out the musket on his waist (?). ), the dazzling light that shoots out can penetrate the tough skin of orcs.

"Knights of the Black Blade, forward!" The military attache sat on a galloping horse and gave a loud order, and the medical officer and spell officer were at the core of the Knights, unleashing various buffs and spells to give the Knights of the Black Blade long-range cover and support.

The surging Death Knights broke through the orc's encirclement at once, joined the remnants of the convoy, and broke through to the southeast.

The Blackstone Clan and the Frostwolf Clan were responsible for ambushing the escort group, and the Blackstone Clan's Grand Chief Blackhan Blackhand was in charge of supervising the army, and seeing the arrival of the Pseudo-Blackblade Knights, Blackhan yelled at a sturdy brown-skinned orc standing on the periphery: "Durotan, the opponent you want is here!" ”

"Roar!"

Unlike the other orcs, Durotan had more muscular muscles and more strength, and he turned over and rode on the frostwolf, and the furry wolf beast suddenly jumped up and smashed straight at the sharp edge of the Knights of the Black Blade!

It's so domineering, it's so barbaric! (To be continued.) )