Mystic Wizard in Azeroth

When Aristophan led Fimsera to enjoy various meats in the canteen, in the jungle of the southern border of Quel'Thalas, the northernmost part of the mainland, the Farstrider Ranger and the jungle warrior of Zuaman were dying fight.

"Taz\'Dingo!" yelled a shadow hunter holding a red-lighted double-headed sword and carrying a white skull. The trolls in front of him instantly became bigger, their eyes flushed, and they held them high. The spear rushed to the Farstrider Ranger who kept shooting.

"Three quick shots! Get ready for a fighting battle, for Quel'Thalas!" The ranger leader shouted. After a rush of arrows, she put her long bow behind her back, and then pulled out the long sword at her waist and rushed towards it. The troll warrior who rushed to the front.

With a loud sound, the long sword and the spear hit each other, the ranger took two steps back with a thud, and the troll leaped high with a roar, and a huge shadow instantly enveloped her surroundings.

At this moment, a dull gunshot sounded faintly from the distant jungle. The troll who was still in the air seemed to be hit hard by something invisible, and his body strangely stopped in the air, and then straightened. He fell straight to the clearing in the forest, a big hole appeared on his forehead, and the white ice was spreading continuously, instantly freezing his head.

"Akil\'Zin! Akil\'Zin is here!" The trolls saw the wounds of the dead trolls, and suddenly panicked. The shadow hunter standing behind was about to speak, and another bullet was pierced with red light. Through his eyes, the magic flame instantly ignited his head.

When the other trolls saw this, they could no longer pay attention to the elf ranger in front of them. They threw down their weapons and turned and ran into the dense jungle. Although the elves kept bending their bows and arrows, the effects of the "bloodthirsty" spells had not dissipated. , Those arrows did not cause any fatal damage to them.

Soon the pair of trolls left the battlefield completely after dropping a dozen corpses, and the "Akil\'Zin" also led her team to appear in front of everyone.

"Lord Sylvanas!" The elven rangers saluted the leading female ranger, and the Windrunner, who had just been promoted to the lord of the Farstrider Ranger, pouted and nodded, then turned to ask the captain of the squad. , "Lieutenant Wienna, are you sure that this troll belongs?"

"According to our experience, they should belong to the Dark Pine tribe, and they were also the main tribe that invaded during the last war."

"So those beasts are going to attack again?" Sylvanas' blue eyes flashed with cold light, and her hand gradually tightened the long sword around her waist. At this moment, there was a dragon eagle in the sky. With shouts, everyone looked up and found that three red dragon eagles were gradually approaching them.

"That's... an emergency messenger?" A ranger's expression changed drastically.

"Lord Sylvanas, there is an emergency military situation!" The leading elves didn't wait for the dragon eagle to completely land before jumping off.

"Olga Starscar, what's going on?"

"Our ranger has noticed something in the fortress of Zuaman, and the general ranger asks you to return to the fortress to discuss the situation!"

Sylvanas nodded, and then said to her deputy: "Craig, you and Wienna clean up the battlefield, I will return to the fortress first."

"Yes, Lord Lord!"

Soon she rode the dragon eagle back to the Farstrider Fortress. At this time, the entire fortress is no longer as prosperous as Aristophanes was at. The deserted streets still have the black traces of the last troll invasion. .

Sylvanas looked at the scattered, listless workers? And the fortress wall restoration work that had been going on for several years but had not been completed? She couldn't help but miss the vigorous and highly efficient era.

The female ranger returned to the tower of Farstrider, which was still intact. The loyal elemental guard Markdos greeted her, took her arcane rifle and cloak? Then handed over a can of Acandor fruit wine, Hill After taking it, Vanas turned and left the mage tower? He walked straight to the somewhat dilapidated fortress hall.

The fierce quarrel just came to her ears: "Li Leisa Windrunner! As the ranger general of Quel'Thalas, you have the responsibility and obligation to ensure that the Eversong Forest and the south side of Takulin The house of the elves is safe!"

"Magic Dalkhan? I remember that your territory seems to be on the southernmost side of the kingdom? Looking across the mountain from the human city of Stratholme? Zuaman's troll seems to have not harassed this far, right?"

"you!"

"Oh? I have received reports from some rangers that the trolls have attacked some smuggling caravans? Could there be your team in it?" Sylvanas walked in with a wine bottle, staring at the pale blonde hair The elf said word by word.

"You are spitting blood!" Dalkhan blushed, and the magic on his body poured out unconsciously, "If you have forgotten the superiority and inferiority of Quel'Thalas, I don't mind teaching the Windrunner family. Teach you, Captain Sylvanas Ranger!"

"Oh, to remind you, Dalkhan Delasiel, I am now the Ranger Lord. Your Majesty Anasteria was just promoted last month." The female ranger took a sip of her hand without a care. The right hand seemed to rest casually on the short spear at his waist, "Also, the distance between us is only five steps. Are you sure that your crappy spell can stop a ranger lord's surprise attack?"

Dalkanden froze there when Adrien stood on the side hurriedly in front of the Magister, whispering to the Magister in front of him.

"Enough!" The purple-haired elf sitting on the main seat suddenly said, "Now the enemy is now, if you still face each other like this, I will definitely inform the king!"

"...Yes, Magister Ubrik." Dalkhan borrowed the donkey from the slope, while Sylvanas "cut" and let go of the hand holding the spear handle.

"Lord Sylvanas, you just returned from the front line, did you find anything unusual?"

Involving the military situation, the female ranger immediately became serious. She put the bottle on the table, and then pointed to the map on the table: "Today we are located here, here, and the ranger squadrons here have been attacked by a giant led by a voodoo shooter. The demon squad attacked, and the personnel were mainly composed of the Dark Pine and Amani tribes."

Everyone looked at the location of the Ranger Lord’s fingers and found that they were far apart. At this time, Li Leisa also opened his mouth to add: "Our elite ranger outside the fortress of Zuaman also sent intelligence today. Gushing from the stone fortress and scattered into the jungle, I think today’s attack is just the beginning."

"You are far-travelers, the most elite rangers in the kingdom, you can't even beat this group of beasts, right..." Dalkhan couldn't help being angry.

"Shut up, Dalkhan!" Ubrik, who lowered his head and thought, was interrupted. He turned to shout at him, and then looked at the expressionless mother and daughter of Windrunners: "Two, you guys are very concerned about the current situation. any idea?"

"In fact, there is no way," Li Leisa felt helpless. "The Ubrik Magister, the Farstrider has far fewer manpower than the trolls, and the forest is so big~www.ltnovel.com~We can only guard a few key points. , And those beasts can attack us from everywhere. In addition, I believe you have also seen the situation of the fortress. We have repaired the gap in the city wall for several years and have not repaired it. If the trolls invade again, they can It is basically impossible to resist quickly breaking through the gap in the city wall and deep into the hinterland."

On the other side, in the fortress of Zuaman, the leader of the Amani tribe, Zul'jin, and a tall, blue-green skinned troll listen to their mission reports.

"So you met that ‘Akil\’Zin!’?"

"Yes, Honorable Master Overseer," a forest troll knelt down respectfully, with two long arrows stuck in his back. "Our captain and deputy captain were both killed by her at a distance."

"I see, you go down for bandaging first!"

"Yes!"

Looking at the retreating troll and the red blood stains on the ground, the blue-green-skinned troll opened his mouth and asked the troll warlord who was sitting on the main seat thinking: "Warlord Zulkin, are you really planning to launch another offensive?"

"Yes, respectable Zandalar envoy," Zulkin lowered his head slightly, "I have ordered my hunters and voodoo shooters to join forces to disrupt the sight of the elves, and then I will lead the army to raid the fortress completely. Pull out the elven fortress stuck in our throat. Even if they have that'hawkbreaker', they will definitely not be able to resist our attack."

"but..."

"It's nothing, your envoy, we forest trolls must kill those long ears, retake our land, and rebuild the glory of the Zu Aman Empire!" Zulkin's tone was firm. The bobcats, giant bears, The dragon eagle and the great eagle spirit seemed to sense his faith, and uttered a roar at him.