Character: Jubiters

Race: Fireblade Clan Orcs

Status: Agitation, fear, severe trauma to the limbs

Combat Position: Level 30 Juggernaut (Elite Template, Special Class), Level 5 Shaman

Talent:???

Skill:???

As expected, Jubiters had only recently advanced to the elite.

Even if he wasn't injured, it would be difficult for him to completely crush Sarjan, who had reached Warrior Level 19, let alone now.

"Suppress!"

Dealing with a combat job like Juggernaut that relies on agility to dodge, the suppression skill obtained at level 15 is simply not very useful.

Jubiters sideways dodged Sarjan's feint, but the second round of real attacks that followed left him with no dodge.

Seeing the door-sized giant sword slash towards his head, the young swordmaster's eyes already showed a look of despair.

"Roar!"

The sudden roar of the beast made Sare's hair stand on end, and he was about to subconsciously give up the attack and roll to dodge, when a feathered arrow suddenly shot out from the woods on the other side, aiming directly at the "half-orc" with a hideous face.

Between the lightning and flint, Salian weighed it in his heart, and finally gritted his teeth and continued to attack, choosing to believe the reinforcements that had just arrived.

He could see the shape of the arrow, which was the landcobo feather arrow characteristic of the Far Traveler.

Harraz, the bobcat priest, was well aware of Zulkin's brutality and dreamed of making meritorious deeds.

But let him fight to kill a junior with low strength with his own serious injuries, Harraz thinks it's not worth it.

As expected, Harraz, who was locked to the head by a feathered arrow, chose to withdraw and dodge.

In the next instant, another arrow of a slightly different style was fired from a very vicious angle towards Harraz, who could no longer change his position.

"Whew!"

A giant black bear as strong as a hill rushed out and used its body to help Harraz block the deadly arrow.

The arrow left only a slight wound on the black bear's body, failing to penetrate its thick layer of sebum.

Reinforcements from both sides arrived on the battlefield almost at the same time.

On the troll side, the Lynx Priest Harraz and the Bear Priestess Nalorak led the Headquarters, while the High Elves arrived one after the other.

The already clear situation is once again confusing, and the ambush looks like it is about to turn into a head-on encounter.

Just when the reinforcements on both sides were staring at each other on guard, the two one-on-one battles were divided into winners and losers.

Although Sarren's attacks were somewhat affected by Harraz's interference, his greatsword still landed on Jubiters, but failed to hit the vital point of the head.

"Boom!"

The enchanted sharp-handed greatsword struck Jubiters in the left shoulder, and the wound was pulled from his left shoulder to his right abdomen with the tremendous force of Sarean's immense force.

With such a severe broken wound, it was obvious that the young Juggernaut who had just obtained the Fireblade Banner was not alive, and Sarian had already received a prompt from the system, and his warrior level had risen to level 22.

The last kill of Kuta was done with the cooperation of Lyras and Valeera, and according to the barrage, the two of them had a lot of experience, so they only moved up one level.

This time, it was Sarren's exclusive experience for leapfrogging, and he was promoted to 22 at one time, 3 levels in a row.

On the other side, in the face of the upcoming victory, Liresa did not relax in the slightest, and steadily consumed Dahl until the oil ran out, and then finally pulled the bowstring of the golden bow and gave the old sword master a fatal blow.

"Whoosh!!"

Riresa's aiming and shooting power was much more astonishing than that of Winlessa, and the arrow shot out of her hand seemed to turn into a ray of light, piercing Dahl's left chest in the blink of an eye, which was already powerless to defend.

His heart was shattered, and Dalton, who was already at the end of his crossbow, lost all his strength and could only kneel on one knee with his sword, death imminent.

"Ahem......"

Dahl's eyes were getting cloudier and cloudier, and he struggled to look up at Rantreso and Azuka, who were in a bitter battle, and then his eyes flashed the last of his eyes to the sky, and he remained in a half-kneeling position and lost his breath of life.

Riresa looked at Dahl's corpse and was silent for a moment.

Although the two sides are hostile, from a personal point of view, she recognizes the old sword master's belief that he will carry through his life to the end, and this is an enemy worthy of respect.

And this seemingly easy battle actually consumed a lot of energy and physical strength for Riresa, and it was not easy for Liresa to win against a strong enemy of the same level who burned his vitality.

After killing Jubiters, Sarjan had nowhere to vent his fighting spirit and retreated to his side under the cover of Winlessa and Lyras.

Looking at Dahl's half-kneeling corpse with his eyes open, Sary throbbed slightly in his reassurance.

"Faith ......"

Dahl Triple Bloodblade has always been dissatisfied with the actions of the tribe, but in order to continue his race and pass on the torch of the Fireblade clan, he burned everything he had, just to carry on his beliefs.

The drastic change in the situation distracted Sylvanas with Ekirson, Lantreso and Azuka taking the opportunity to withdraw from the circle.

Rantreso and Azuka had already seen the end of Dahl, and although they had already guessed this moment, their expressions were still very heavy.

Without saying a word, the stronger Rantreso walked over to Dahl and picked up his corpse, while Azuka put away his father's sword.

The flame on the knife was still not extinguished, as if to symbolize that Dahl's soul was not far away, and he was still watching the battle that had not yet ended.

Riresa did not stop the two of them, giving up her position and letting the two Fireblade Blades take the bodies of Dahl and Jubiters.

Lantreso took a deep breath, bowed respectfully to Riresa, and left the sad land with Azurka without looking back.

Riresa was victorious in a fair duel, and as members of the glorious Fireblade Clan, Azuka and Rantreso had no grudge against him, only respect.

But before leaving, Azuka looked at the victorious Sarian with a gloomy expression, as if he wanted to remember his appearance completely.

"What are you looking at?"

"Look at you!"

"At this time, a melon seller came to the scene."

The departure of the two Fireblade Sword Masters brought the situation to a temporary stalemate.

Sylvanas walked up to her mother and whispered, "Are you really going to let them go?" ”

Liresa, who had calmed down his breath, nodded: "There are priorities, those two have no intention of fighting, instead of wasting time chasing them, it is better to focus more on the problem at hand." ”

Seeing the two legendary rangers of Riresa and Sylvanas turn their unkind eyes to him, Harraz and Nalorak were cold in their backs at the same time, and Ekilsson had already taken refuge in the army brought by the two.

The ambush plan failed completely, and according to common sense, retreating and stopping the loss was the best option.

But before Harraz came, he made a military order to Zurkin, and if he returned again in vain...... He could already guess his end.

Dead left and right, Harraz decided to grit her teeth and fight.

They exchanged glances with Ekirsson and Nalorak, and the three quickly came to an agreement.

The number of rangers and travelers who arrived at the first time was not large, and the total number was only about 300.

In order to ensure the successful completion of the mission, Harraz and Nalorak brought almost all the troops of their headquarters, and also abducted his men and horses on the grounds that Ekilsson was in danger, with a total of more than 3,000, more than ten times the strength of the High Elves.

Relying on the absolute numerical superiority, they still have some confidence in their hearts.

No matter how strong a legendary hero is, he can't defeat a thousand, which is common knowledge in Azeroth.

If the main generals of the Far Wanderer and Ranger forces can be eliminated here, the overall trend of the war is likely to change in Amani's favor.

Thinking about the gains and losses, Harraz raised his arms and shouted in a loud voice: "The time for meritorious service has come!" Amani, attack! ”