An inconspicuous fortress of Quel'Thalas, where the warriors and leaders of Quel'Thalas, Kozan, Yogdelsiru, and Grimbaatar are concentrated. The Undead Legion wants to attack Sylvanas Fortress and Silvermoon City, and this is the way to go.

Primatis stood on the edge of the map and read the latest information to everyone: "The information has been discovered, the Necro Legion has all arrived, Arthas, Tikdios, and their countless undead vassals. In addition, our scouts have discovered a new undead creature, which has been compared to the Nerub Spider-Man of Northrend. ”

Crassus, who represents the Red Dragon, continued: "The Red Dragon has burned all the trees before the game, and the front of the fortress has made sure that there are no trees to cover it. ”

Sylvanas nodded, she had always thought Richard was making a fuss before the undead invaded their territory. Even now, Sylvanas was confident that they could defeat them, for hundreds of years, Quel'Thalas had fended off dragons, orcs, and trolls again and again, and never hurt the roots, and this time it must have been.

"Are you sure it's the Alsace prince leading the way?"

Primatis nodded to Sylvanas with great certainty, Sylvanas sighed and said: "It's incredible, I once saw Prince Arthas who was so friendly and responsible, but I didn't expect that now he has become an undead leader who kills his father and destroys the city and treason." Since he has fallen and dares to provide for us alone, we must show him what the true power of the elves is. Richard, I'm going to meet this human prince for a moment. ”

"Yes. ”

Sylvanas stepped on his attack and beckoned to his sister.

"Okay sister. Winlessa glanced at Richard and followed.

Sylvanas took his sister and ran to the city gate, this gate is a mountain peak, the peak is not high, only about 100 meters, but it is very steep, there is no way to climb to the top quickly, so the undead army must attack here, unless they are willing to spend more than ten days to detour to Sylvanas Fortress and are willing to take the risk of being caught between two sides.

The two sisters were wearing leather armor, which looked very cool in this weather. In this defensive battle, Sylvanas and Winlesa were on Quel'Salas's side, and their sister remained in Silvermoon City.

The two sisters waited here with their scouts until night, when Alsace came. As the newspaper said, the corpses were full of the smell of decay, and there was no human figure in sight, so I smelled the stench on them first.

The undead did not attack the city at night, and it was not until the next day, that everyone saw the full picture of the undead army, which was as black as ever. The Prince of Arthas rode on a skeletal horse with burning eyes and a great sword on his back. Sylvanas immediately recognized it as a runic sword. The army of the dead followed the sword everywhere and obeyed its master's orders. Sylvanas's gaze swept over the various decomposing corpses, trying to suppress the bitter water churning in his stomach. She silently rejoiced that the wind had changed, blowing the stench away from her direction. Even if you are mentally prepared, it is really disgusting.

She flicked her fingers quickly, and the two rangers immediately understood, nodded and moved back, silently like shadows. Sylvanas turned his gaze to Arthas, who didn't seem to notice anything. Outwardly, Arthas was human, except that her face was pale and her blonde hair turned white, as the Scout had previously described to her. Such an absurd scene of a human being surrounded by dead people......

Before Sylvanas could take a look at the necromancers, a large number of Light Gunners behind him rushed up and gave Sylvanas a gun, and Sylvanas searched for the necromancers, who in Sylvanas's opinion were the root of all evil. They must die.

"The enemy is attacking!

At the sound of the order, all the musketeers hid behind the battlements, waiting for the undead to approach in stride. Sylvanas' heart was pounding, sweat was streaming down his forehead, and he was preoccupied with locating the necromancer's tracks, when suddenly Sylvanas jumped up: "For Quel'Thalas!

"For Quel'Thalas! Get rid of them! You are not welcome here, intruders!"

Rows and rows of soldiers stood tall and stretched out their holy light bullets.

The first wave of tentative attacks was over, and the necromantic army did not even climb the walls more than ten meters high. With a smile on his lips, Sylvanas shouted down, "I'm Sylvanas Windrunner, the Ranger General of Silvermoon City. I advise you to turn away at once. ”

Arthas laughed. She noticed that although Arthas was still alive, the pursed lips on his pale face were gray: "You should have turned away, Sylvanas." Death has taken over your kingdom!"

Sylvanas frowned: Arthas's voice, which had been a pleasant baritone, now had some kind of unpleasant magic, a magic that seemed to stop her strong heart from beating for a moment. Sylvanas tried her best not to tremble. She narrowed her blue eyes. "Let it go. Our defense line is the strongest in the world, and you can't pass through it! You won't see Silvermoon City in this life or this life!"

Sylvanas raised the Holy Light Spear, which was the signal for attack. In the blink of an eye, the sky was filled with bullets of holy light and arrows. Sylvanas took aim at the human prince...... The prince who was once a human shot him. Her shot was as accurate as ever, and the Holy Light Bullet screeched in a visible silhouette towards Arthas's unprotected head. However, just before hitting her target, she saw a pale blue light.

Sylvanas stared at the scene before her. Arthas drew his sword faster than she could comprehend, and the runes on the sword's body shone with an ice-blue light, and it actually split the holy light bullet in two with a single blow. He sneered and gave her a look.

"Attack and kill them all, and leave not one behind!, let them serve me and my master!" Arthas's voice echoed across the battlefield with a strange chime. Sylvanas let out a low growl in her throat and raised her gun to aim again. But Arthas had already galloped, the speed of the Death Horse was unusual, and Sylvanas had no way to target him, and more importantly, more undead began to attack......