Chapter 150: Tornado destroys parking lot

"So, what do you think?" Sylvanas ignored the other party's helplessness, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at Lanros like a hunter.

"What do you think I can think?" Rantos shrugged weakly with his hands outstretched, and he avoided the expectant gaze of the other party without a trace, "I'm just a mage, and I don't know anything about tactics and strategy." ”

Lanros sensed the other party's intentions, and Sylvanas wanted to treat herself like Lothmar, strapped to her warship!

In fact, it would not be a dishonorable thing to join the Far Wanderer army, on the contrary, if there was no evil power, no Council of Tirisfa, then Lanloth would have been happy to join this force.

Eating and sleeping every day and fighting trolls is also a happy day.

However, there are no ifs and bolts......

He was destined not to take root in Quel'Thalas......

Sylvanas didn't think as much as Lanros thought, seeing that the other party skillfully rejected her kindness, the corners of her mouth hooked a cold arc: "Yes? That seems to be a pity, originally I wanted to send someone to assist you in your mission, but now it seems that you are asking for more blessings." ”

"Huh?" Raising his eyebrows, Lanloth's heart welled up with unease, "What do you mean?"

"I'm sorry, but the Far Travelers are preparing to launch an encirclement campaign against Sebnoy in the coming days, and I'm afraid there won't be any more men to send you to support you. Despite this, Sylvanas's face was still cold, and he didn't mean to apologize at all.

Lanloth's eyes narrowed slightly, and the wrinkles between his eyebrows gradually deepened: "You promised my ......"

"Of course, I have already sorted out these investigation reports and data analysis for you, and the 'assistance' I promised has been done.

Lanlos suddenly laughed: "I didn't expect the famous Sylvanas to play this kind of wordplay? ”

"Hmph, I can make you guess, my title of Ranger General might as well be given to you. Sylvanas laughed as well, knowing that it was a clever thing that didn't fit her identity, but it had worked, "So, tell me, how are you going to convince me?"

The air fell silent all at once, as if even the sea breeze was taboo, and slipped between the two of them more and more quickly, and the documents and maps on the ground kept rattling.

Staring at the confident blue eyes for a long time, Lanlos finally retreated, shook his head, and then broke the silence: "Actually, I do have some ideas. ”

"A very bold, crazy idea. Gripping the air behind him, a wide shadow quickly cleared into Sylvanas' eyes as Lanloth lifted his invisibility.

Boom!

Pestle Stumka at his feet, and an extremely dangerous smile appeared on Lanlos's face: "This surprise, I was originally going to give it to Kergash, but now...... What's wrong with you?"

Sylvana paused, slowly looking up at Lanros, her bright eyes glinting with a terrifying glow that made her heart palpitate, "You broke my map!"

"......" looked down at the exterminator who smashed the floor and shredded the map, Lanlos was stunned for a moment, and then shrugged helplessly: "Sorry, it was an accident. ”

This is not only the map, but also the clues and information that Sylvanas has spent a lot of effort compiling. Seeing the other party's anger, Lanlos curled the corners of his mouth heartlessly.

This time, Sylvanas's face darkened even more.

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To the south of Quel'Thalas, near Zuaman, the landscape is even more densely forested, humid and hot, and the field of view is almost suppressed to the extreme.

However, this is nothing for elves and trolls who live in such an environment all year round.

Suddenly, the front suddenly became open on all sides, and a natural hill rose from the ground. It's not an easy natural hazard to defend and attack, but for a race like the Trolls, who are good at guerrilla and raiding, it's not an easy place to take compared to other locations in the jungle.

To this end, the High Elves have established a well-established base here to monitor the trolls' movements.

The Sun Temple, due to its natural terrain, trolls generally do not choose to attack directly, the price is too great, but as a sentry, the number of trolls around will definitely not be small. But today was different, after a large number of well-armed Travelers entered the area, the surrounding troll spies fled back into the jungle.

As for those who are slow-handed, they have died under the sword of the elven scout.

"Don't say it, it's a good place to use it for troops. Walking into the hills, Lanros couldn't help but marvel at the lush woods on the edge that had been planted to block the enemy's view.

As he put it, it was like an urn city, a staging point for the Far Travelers to launch a general assault on the Amani trolls.

Sylvanas, who was already familiar with every plant and tree here, naturally did not have the idle work of Lanlos, and quickly walked into the hall of the temple, commanding Lotherma to fix the new map in his hand on the wall.

"Lanros, you'd better hurry, we're in a hurry!" Sylvanas nodded as the group was busy in full swing, and then turned to roar at the blind Lanros outside the hall.

Lanros pursed his lips and waved his hand lightly seemingly without care, only to see the magic power surging up around him, and the next moment he appeared beside Sylvanas: "Don't worry, I'm ready at any time." ”

"Good. Ignoring the mages who were flaunting their arcane skills, Sylvanas nodded in satisfaction when she saw that everyone was gathering as quickly as they could.

"Cheer me up, listen to me carefully word for word!"

The crowd didn't respond, but their backs straightened a little more.

"Sharindra and Voahir, you each ride the dragon eagle and go north as fast as you can, inform the Corona Village, march to Taquilin, take all the combatants, and get here as fast as possible. ”

"I'm going to gather all my troops in a week!"

"Here?" Just as the two lieutenants nodded, an abrupt voice came out of the crowd, causing everyone to look dissatisfied, and they all looked at the long-haired young man.

"Lotherma, you know I don't like to be interrupted. Stretching out his hand to reassure the group, Sylvanas walked up to the man with the bundle of hair, and the man swallowed involuntarily, but surprisingly did not retreat.

"I just have doubts. Gritting her teeth and speaking, Lotherma straightened her back with a fearless attitude, "Not to mention the transfer of Taquilin's garrison, the logistics troops may be attacked by the trolls, and removing the soldiers of Corona Village is not equivalent to abandoning the compatriots in the Far Wanderer camp?"

"Do you think I'm going to leave them there and die?" a frown twitched, Sylvanas clasped her hands to her chest, her tone growing cold.

"No, it's just that I don't understand ......"

"I like the fact that you are skeptical about everything, but you must know that as an adjutant, you have to obey and trust your superiors. The Ranger General interrupted the other party very directly, and then his face showed an extremely sharp brilliance, "Especially this 'sir' is me, Sylvanas!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire hall fell silent, and almost everyone looked at Sylvanas with reverence on their faces.

Almost out of breath by the power and atmosphere, Lotherma's brow furrowed, and he remembered the Ranger General he had seen since he did this job, and he finally nodded, "I'm sorry, General. ”

"No, there's no need to be sorry. Sylvanas smiled and waved his hand indifferently, "It's because of your personality that I'm going to spend my energy helping you." ”

"As for your question...... General Ranger glanced at Lanlos, who was standing alone in the corner, and saw that the latter caught her gaze for the first time and nodded with a smile, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but raise slightly, "Okay, gather your team at once, and go to the Far Wanderer camp with Aurelia." ”

"Captain Aurelia?" Apparent surprise appeared on her face, and before she could say anything, she was interrupted by the Ranger General.

"No, it's Lord Aurelia. Glancing at her sister, who was fond of playing with the emerald bow in her hand, Sylvanas smiled as brightly as a flower.