Arthas wrapped the reins around the palm of his hand three times, and with a sharp pull, the horse's hooves raised high, and carried it on Zulgin's chest, as if he had struck a stinking and hard stone, and shook the horse out of balance. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Zurkin stretched out one hand and broke the horse's neck with his bare hands, Arthas slammed the horse's back, flipped out, Frost Sorrow fell to the ground, the whole person shrank into the arms of the troll behind him, stabbed his backhand sword into the heart, crushed the beating heart, and then jumped to the other side, widening the distance from Zurkin.

"Coward, don't run!" Zurkin roared angrily, his mossy face cracked several cracks, and his eyes were full of anger!

"Ugly monsters, don't chase it!" Arthas grimaced and slashed the troll in his way with a backhand, leaping to the back of the Moon Knight's horse.

"Hurry up and flash, this guy is powerful, let the knights of Uther kill them!" Arthas hurriedly clinged to the Moon Knight's ear and urged loudly, and with the blow just now, his tiger's jaw suddenly cracked, and he almost couldn't grasp the hilt of his sword.

What does this mean? It shows that Zurkin's strength far exceeds that of Arthas, coupled with the difference in size and endurance, Zurkin can definitely kill the underage Arthas in three moves.

If you don't run at this time, you're a fool, so be ready to die!

Zulgin chased behind, Arthas ran in front, and then the Silver Hand and the group of masters from Silvermoon City were chasing.

"Boy, you're dead!" Zurkin suddenly touched his hand to his waist, and the next moment a cold light suddenly burst out, and almost in the blink of an eye, he came to Arthas's lower back.

"Prince!"

"Your Highness!"

The crowd exclaimed!

Shout! Shout! Shout!

The three Windranger sisters each shot an arrow, and Aurelia's arrow hit the cold light, knocking it out as a prototype of a hand axe the size of a small arm, and Winlessa shot the hand axe completely away, passing through the side of Arthas, knocking out only a white line at the waistplate.

But!

And an arrow!

"Ah~~" Zurgin held his head and howled miserably, an arrow feather between his fingers, and dark green blood flowed out.

"Ciel!" Aurelia glared at Sylvanas and decided to teach her unconscious sister a good lesson when she returned.

"Your Highness Arthas!" Uther and the others chased after them, almost not being frightened by the scene just now, but fortunately Arthas was fine, otherwise they would have to bear serious consequences!

"Don't worry, I'm fine!" Arthas inhaled a cool breath, his face turned pale, his left hand covered his side waist, and his right hand swung continuously, pointing at Zulkin, "Quick, kill him, he is dead, and this war will end." ”

Akalia had already stood in front of Zulkin, facing the mortally injured troll leader, her delicate face was calm and peaceful, and she raised the golden sword with one hand, as if she was fighting head-on.

Zurkin roared low, black bristles emerging from under his skin, bones rattling, turning into a huge monster more than ten meters high, bringing a violent wind and slamming down on Akaria.

Bang!

The earth shuddered, and an invisible shockwave swept along the ground, making everyone unsteady on their feet, and the place where Akaria had been was even more littered, and was directly shot into a deep pit.

"Akaria!" Aurelia's whole face turned white, nervously looking at the dust raised.

Sylvanas and Winresa were even more simply, and they shot an arrow at Zurkin, and the arrow wrapped in magical power tore through the air, directly opening a hole in the other party's shoulder, if the latter hadn't dodged in time, he might have been shot in the head.

It's just that their concern is obviously in vain!

Although Arkaria's strength has been raised many times, the three Windranger sisters have never been able to see her true strength.

"Roar!"

There was a deafening roar, and after the blow, Zurkin let out a roar of pain.

The rocks stopped, the smoke dissipated, and his bristled chest was drenched in blood, and a deep scar cut open his chest, and the wound kept spraying blood outward, and the wriggling internal organs in his body could be vaguely seen.

The golden luster shone, and at the same time as Zurjin roared, a figure that was very different from it suddenly appeared behind it, and the golden heavy sword in his hand crossed an arc, throwing a string of dark green blood beads on the blade of the sword.

Akalia turned the blade of her sword to make sure it wasn't stained with blood, and with a thud, she sheathed it.

It's over?

Suspicious thoughts floated in everyone's minds, otherwise why would Akalia put away her sword?

Boom!

A head the size of a millstone suddenly fell off and rolled twice in the mud, unwilling to look at the sky with desperate eyes!

It turned out to be Zurkin's head!

As soon as Zulkin died, the remaining trolls were completely unsuccessful, and at Arthas's repeated requests, the High Elves accompanied the Moonlight Knights to carry out a brutal annihilation and slaughter of the remaining trolls, without the right to surrender to the trolls.

Although the Knights of the Silver Hand, who adhered to the path of light, did not deliberately oppose it, they only watched with great pity and pity as the High Elves and Moon Knights slaughtered prisoners with expressionless faces, as well as chased and killed the fleeing trolls.

"The war of races is not a game where you fight me and I fight you, once the blood feud is engraved, unless the dead race is exterminated, the seeds of hatred will grow one day."

Although Alsace's words made many people who advocated forgiveness and peace very unhappy, they also knew that Arthas was only telling the truth. Otherwise, those high elves would not have raised their butcher knives directly under his few words.

"Your Royal Highness the Prince said it well, I appreciate you a little." Sylvanas didn't participate in this bloody ending, not because he couldn't bear it, but because he was too bored, but he didn't want to hear Arthas's speech, and he immediately became interested in this little child.

"It's all taught by the teacher." Arthas followed the sound and saw the amorous Sylvanas flattering him, and the ten-year-old boy secretly couldn't stand it, so he quickly turned his head away from her.

"Teacher? Is there such an informal guy among humans? Sylvanas bit her red lip with a smile on her face, and a finger hooked Arthas's chin, twisting his head around with a flirtatious twist.

As soon as Arthas turned around, he suddenly met Sylvanas's delicate face full of wildness and charm, and his shallow smile was full of charm, and a pair of eyes seemed to be able to see his heart, and the fragrance of red lips was less than three centimeters away from Arthas.

What's worse is that the young Arthas was completely crushed by Sylvanas, so in order to be able to look at him head-on, Sylvanas leaned down, and behind that white chin, the heavy balls of flesh squeezed out deep furrows, almost sucking his eyeballs.

Arthas blushed all of a sudden, waved his arm to push Sylvanas away, and stammered, "You... You, you, you... Stay away from me! ”

Sylvanas laughed again, his eyes flashing with an inexplicable look, compared to the previous majestic young general, it was better to tease this kind of underage young boy. (To be continued.) )