Trixie almost slammed into the lawn with an unimaginable force that made Lanlos's eyes widen and he fell straight to the ground.

After several flips in a row, Lanlos finally stabilized his body, endured the pain, and just wanted to turn back to the Ranger General to theorize, he opened his mouth, but finally held back.

At the same time as landing, Sylvanas jumped off Trixis's back and rushed towards the rear with vigor and speed.

The dragon eagle that landed immediately behind it appeared even more hasty, kicking up the dust in the sky while its wings kept beating the ground to stabilize its body. When it finally stopped, the two Far Wanderer rangers helped each other out of the smoke.

"General, she was struck by lightning!"

"Sharindra!" rushed forward, and Sylvanas hurriedly helped the burnt lieutenant up.

"I'm fine, it's just, Shirlis......" Remembering that her partner never returned to the sky after being struck by lightning and falling into the jungle, Sharindra's face was filled with sadness.

After a long silence, Sylvanas sighed softly and patted her shoulder comfortingly: "We will take revenge......"

The sight of Sharindra's red eyes was so deplorable that it was hard to imagine that this Far Traveler Ranger, who was not afraid of death even in the face of thousands of enemies, could show such a sad look.

Lanlos shook his head silently, and was about to turn around, when the screeching sound that was getting closer and closer suddenly caught his attention.

More than a dozen dragon eagles fell from the sky one by one, and soon, a thin layer of smoke and dust filled the entire island in the middle of the lake. Interestingly, the black clouds that dominated a large area of the sky in the distance were constantly hovering around the lake and did not continue the pursuit.

The bloodthirsty scarlet eyes of the bobcats and hunters could be seen in the distance.

"They really didn't catch up. Using Eagle Eye to observe the other side, Lanlos was confused. Not to mention that the Dragon Eagle Squad had inflicted a lot of casualties on the giant eagles of Ekirsun, but Lanlos almost killed the shaman, but now he was able to restrain his anger and look across the lake.

It's not scientific......

"I said it a long time ago, you should trust my judgment. Sylvanas breathed a sigh of relief as his companion had placed Sharindra in place, and then turned his attention to the mage.

"As far as I know, trolls are very vindictive. ”

"Can you have me to understand?" Seeing that the latter was puzzled, the Ranger General stepped forward with a light smile: "Over the years, I have fought against these monsters countless times. ”

"That's really ...... say," Lanlos laughed at this.

Trolls, the native race of Azeroth, are ill-fated, and they are present in almost every version of the game, and they are pushed over and over again by players day and night......

As a player of the Everyday Trolls, Lanlos thinks he knows more about the race than Sylvanas thought.

However, he didn't have the heart to prove it, and as Sylvanas tried to open his mouth to inquire, he changed his words, and stared directly at the other party with the blue eyes that had withdrawn his eagle eye technique, and the sharpness of them made the latter frown: "You're not here to save people, are you?"

"Why do you say that?"

"Tommanson's hiding place is a long way from here, but you just released a flare near the camp in Ekilsund...... Obviously, you wanted to lead your troops against these trolls in the first place. ”

"Hehe, I'll admit, you're really smart. With his hands on his chest, Sylvanas looked into the distance, a smile unfathomable at the corners of his mouth, "But don't be smart. ”

"I have always kept my word and promised that I will do it. Tommanson, I'll save it!" Sylvanas' eyes flashed with determination. In Lanlos's opinion, at this moment, a flame seemed to rise from the other party's body, which made people afraid to look at her.

"But before I can take care of the wounded, I have to bring victory to this land!" The smile on his lips suddenly turned hideous, and Sylvanas's fierce gaze made Lanlos's heart tremble.

As I said before, a true leader knows how to make trade-offs.

Abandoning the camp to rescue his companions may sound like a very reckless move, and while it can be exciting, losing territory is definitely a defeat for this war.

But if you don't save it, you will keep the camp, but you will lose the hearts of the people, and what you will lose is glory and responsibility.

With Sylvanas's temperament, she couldn't accept either outcome. Therefore, she chose the third option.

Save people and sweep away these troll invaders! win hearts and minds, and more importantly, regain lost ground!

It may sound whimsical, but it's not a fantasy.

Seeing Sylvanas so confident, the surprise in Lanlos's heart gradually dissipated, and his heart became affirmative. Admittedly, Sylvanas is an excellent leader, the wisest commander Lanlos has seen so far.

Admired from the bottom of his heart, Lanlos did not ask about the other party's plan, he believed that the ranger general could do it. What he has to do is to cooperate with the other party in the next step.

Speaking of which, it was the first time he had been so willing to obey a command......

"What do you want me to do?"

"Inform Darkan, march quickly, I want to see the troll's camp burn before evening!"

......

The arcane-treated flares can be caught by sight even from tens of miles away, but surprisingly, some time has passed since the signal was first issued, and the camp is still full of people.

On the observation platform near the lake, Darkan was closing his eyes and recuperating, using meditation to speed up his mana recovery. Soon, his brow furrowed slightly, and his mind continued to turn rapidly as he looked into the distance.

As a traitor, Darkan's concealment is a must, and his hard-working, hard-working attitude makes Lanlos doubt his own judgment.

But if Lanlos saw all this, it was not incomprehensible. Kergash is not the Lich King after all, he can't give Darkan supreme power and power, and the two can only cooperate with each other, not master and servant.

Darkan isn't stupid either, he doesn't put his eggs in one basket, and at least until he officially starts his plans, he's still a powerful and qualified arcane advisor to the Far Travelers.

"Almost......" muttered to himself, Darkan's gaze looked at the silent Yang Scar Peak, and a hint of mockery flashed across his face, "I'm just a troll, I haven't found any clues until now, I really overestimate you." ”

As soon as the words fell, the arcane energy suddenly gathered around him, and with the lilac vortex retracted, Darkan disappeared, and with it, the illusion that covered the entire camp.

"My lord, those elves are gone!"

"What?!" Nalorak jerked his head up, threw the bloodied bobcat off his hind legs, and hurried towards the edge of the cliff.

Looking up, he had a horrified look on his face.

The faint magical aura flickered, and without the support of arcane energy, the originally brightly lit camp was instantly revealed, and the desolate scenery of people leaving the empty building made Nalorac clench his fists.

The stubby black claws dug deep into the flesh, but he didn't bother to bother with the pain.

"What are you doing in a daze, you rice buckets, chase me, find those elves!"