There is a limit to the vitality of mortals, especially orcs, who only have a lifespan of a hundred years at most.

It is true that burning life force can gain great power in a short period of time, but this fleeting light like fireflies on a summer night is not destined to last long.

As the contemporary patriarch of the Windranger family and the famous Ranger General, Riresa's talent and hard work far surpass those of her lazy kind.

As early as the first millennium of her life, Riresa had already entered the legend.

Now over 2,100 years old, Riresa is already a veteran legendary hero, and her strength is also one of the best in the whole of Quel'Salas, and even Anastria, who wields the artifact Flame Strike, does not dare to say that she can defeat her.

As a family of rangers who have guarded Quel'Salas for thousands of years, the descendants of Windranger have also inherited an artifact from their ancestor Taranas, known as Sasdora Windranger's Bow.

However, the current Liresa does not have this artifact that has been passed down from generation to generation in the Windranger family.

Riresa's eldest daughter, Aurelia, is naturally active and does not want to stay in the same place for a long time.

At an early age, Aurelia explicitly refused to inherit the duties of Ranger General, and instead joined the civil society organization Far Traveler to protect her people and her country in another way.

As a last resort, Riresa pinned her hopes on her second daughter, Sylvanas, but she gave Aurelia the artifact that was supposed to be passed on to the Ranger General.

The longbow used by Riresa today is the Golden Bow of Quel'Salas given by the Royal Family of the Sunstriders, and although this weapon also contains powerful magical powers, it is still a certain gap compared to the artifact.

With Sasdora in his hands, Riressa, who is in her prime, has the confidence to kill the life-burning Dahl Triple Bloodblade head-on.

The Ranger has different ways of dealing with different combat environments, and their tactics are very flexible, and there are no rigid fixed routines.

Without the assistance of the artifact, Riresa chose to temporarily avoid its peak, focusing on dodging and defense, and consuming as much time as possible for the old Swordmaster.

Dahl and Riresa were almost the same quality at their peak, and it was unrealistic for one side to win easily when the other was focused on defending.

"Ho! Ho! ”

After ten minutes of high-intensity fighting, Dahl's life force burned out several times.

While the flaming blade of fire was still powerful when swung, his gasps became louder and more frequent.

Once again, he slipped behind Riresa with an elusive swift stride, and his powerful sword slashed out without any fancy swords.

Riresa, who was incomparably experienced in combat, seemed to have eyes on her back, her delicate body swayed in the wind like a willow leaf, and the ferocious sword just grazed her leather armor, but failed to do actual damage.

The golden bow of Quel'Salas held in his left hand was wound horizontally in an irregular position, and the arrows of Rireza's counterattack were fired almost at zero distance.

"Bell!"

Although Dahl withdrew his sword in time to block the attack, the additional force on the arrow pushed him back a step.

At the same time, Riresa pointed her toes on the ground and fell backwards more than ten meters with amazing bounce force, once again widening the distance between her and Dahl.

A similar situation has been circulating since the two began fighting.

Dahl gets close with a swift wind and mirror, Riresa relies on subtle skill to get out in a small range of short grapples, and then counterattacks with a bow and arrow, and Dahl gets close again, and the process is infinitely looping.

Both sides have reasons why they can't afford to delay, but the first one who can't hold on is the old sword master who burned his life.

After being pulled away, Dahl should have immediately started to chase after the wind, dodging Riresa's counterattack by the way.

But this time, Dahl's reaction was half a beat slower, and the flickering feathered arrow hit him in the left shoulder.

"Hmm......"

The pain woke Dahl, who was in a bit of a trance, and he forced his spirits to start the wind step again.

But both sides and those watching knew that the legendary battle was coming to an end, and that the winner would be Riresa Windranger.

Troll reinforcements are already in sight, and before Riresa can defeat Dahl and break free from the entanglement, the others must first open a retreat path.

Sylvanas easily suppressed Rantreso and Azuka, and the wounded Ekilsson joined the battle and could barely keep the two elite Juggernauts from being crushed by Sylvanas.

In this battle, Salian only hacked a few troll soldiers to death, and he was naturally warlike, and his hands were itchy.

If it weren't for the previous teachings of Salorian to control his emotions, he would have wanted to rush into the enemy line and have a good time.

"Grass, worthy of a crazy criticism of war maniacs."

"Quel'Salas is too peaceful to accommodate your Buddha, and when this local war is over, you should really consider traveling away from home."

"After that, I've found a suitable opponent for Sarean."

"Coincidentally, so do I."

Guided by the barrage, Sarjan noticed the young sword master who had withdrawn from the battle circle due to injury, Jubiters.

"By the way, has Jubitses ever appeared in Warcraft? How I haven't heard of it. ”

"There is no WOW, it appeared in Warcraft 3, it is the Blackstone Sword Master who appeared in the Battle of Arthas."

"Come to think of it, it turns out that he was also from the Fireblade Clan."

"Of course, all the sword saints of the orcs come from the fire blade, and other clans can't cultivate the sword saints."

Jubites, who was being stared at by Sarren's eyes full of war, was bandaging his wounds, and suddenly felt a chill all over his body.

"Charge!"

Valilla has often complained since she was a child that Sarren's body sometimes moves faster than her brain.

Jubiters, who was not lightly injured, experienced this firsthand.

Sarean's mind was still thinking about whether or not to beat the Reservoir Dog, and his body had already moved first following its instinct.

Jubiters gritted his teeth and dodged, barely avoiding Sarren's shoulder charge.

"Ah, this ......"

Seeing Sarren burst into front of Jubiters, some of the people in the barrage looked a little hesitant.

"Chasing the wounded, isn't that a bit ...... Inhumane? ”

"You talk about humanity with the tribal beasts who have committed countless sins? I think you're a little sick, and your name is the Holy. ”

"Don't attack all the tribes with a map cannon...... Although I would like to say this, the old tribe that was used as a spear by the Burning Legion was indeed rotten from beginning to end and had not been washed. ”

"Taking a step back, this is war, Salian and they are still in an ambush circle, and enemy reinforcements may arrive at any time."

"Are you sure you want the Sarena to give up looking for the enemy's weak point to break through for the sake of so-called humanity? Do you have this idea of being generous to others...... Not right? ”

Sarjan was ignorant of the barrage of quarrels, and when he entered the combat state, he focused all his attention on the opponent in front of him.

Although Jubiters was injured, his injuries were non-life-threatening skin injuries that had regained mobility after some simple treatment.

But if his hands and feet are hit by a large number of arrows, his combat effectiveness will inevitably be affected.

After dodging Sarren's collision, Jubiters' face was obviously unsightly, presumably involving a wound that had not yet healed.

Salian doesn't care who is inhumane, this ambush war is to this extent, either you die or I live, who cares about humanitarianism.

"Huh!"

Taking advantage of the pause in Jubites' movements, the heavy greatsword in Sarjan's hand slashed down at the head.

As Jubithis struggled to raise his sword to block, it was evident that Saljan had seen a bright red liquid begin to ooze from under his bandages.

"Bell!"

The two weapons collided, and Sarjan, who was dominated by strength tactics, easily broke through the defense of Jubithas, who could not use all his strength, and the impact attached to the greatsword made Jubites take a few steps back in embarrassment before stabilizing his center of gravity.

The troll witch doctor hiding behind the battlefield is casting healing spells on Jubithas, but this is only a drop in the bucket after all, and it is impossible to heal his serious wounds in a short period of time.

Jubites' face was very unsightly, and he looked around, but he couldn't find an idler who could help.

Sarjan's charge sounded the call for a counterattack, and the weary rangers, driven by their survival instincts, rallied to launch an all-out counterattack against the few remaining troll soldiers.

Saljan had the absolute upper hand in the fight against Jubiters, and while the young Juggernaut was barely holding up with his stronger strength, his injuries took a heavy toll on his combat power.

Seeing that Jubitses was about to be slain by the sword of the fanatical Sarjan, an angry beast roar suddenly sounded from the woods in front of him.

"Roar!"

A four-legged big cat was the first to burst out of the woods, and the moment it saw Sarean, its eyes turned red.

"Imp! Finally found you! I'm going to make you pay for Kuta! ”