Mystic Wizard in Azeroth

　　 After Kael'thas crossed the portal, he was taken aback.

　　 The streets were full of tents, the priests went in and out, and various moans came from the open hood.

　　 The mage following him turned pale when he heard these moans and calls, and seemed to know what he was about to face.

　　 "Tell me, how is the frontline battle going?" Kael'thas asked a lightly wounded ranger sitting on the side of the road.

　　 "His Royal Highness?" The ranger seemed to recognize Kael'thas, and he laughed miserably, "Is the support of Silvermoon City finally here? You'll know if you look at the front line."

　　 After leaving Kael'thas, he staggered towards the tent next to him.

　　 "Your Royal Highness?" A lawbreaker came up and asked.

　　 "Leave our pastor, and the rest will follow us to the front!" Kael'thas made a decision.

　　 At this time, Crivi Windrunner was still fighting on the front line, but there were not many elves standing beside him. Except for those who died in battle, all the wounded elves were ordered to withdraw to Taquilin, including Alleria.

　　 Watching the troll rush up again, he resisted his exhaustion and stood up again to face the troll's attack.

　　 Shaking body, holding the **** and greasy handle of the knife, Krivi Windrunner also felt that this was his last bit of strength.

　　 "For Quel'Thalas!" The elven rangers headed by Crivi Windrunner on the ground in the setting sun once again gathered up the courage to charge towards the troll who charged up.

　　 Looking from a high altitude, less than a hundred elves were scattered, facing hundreds of trolls, like throwing small stones into the sea and quickly being submerged by the green tide.

　　 When Kael'thas and the others rushed to their positions, they saw the scene where the elves such as Crivi Windrunner were surrounded by trolls, and some of the leading trolls were about to step on the line of defense that Crivi Windrunner had held for two days.

　　 Without hesitation, he pulled out Andunisus from his waist. A huge fireball instantly ignited the trolls at the front of the position. At the same time, Ao also appeared in the sky, ready to participate in the attack.

　　 "Spellbreaker squad, I'll give you cover to rescue the encircled elves! The mage is free to attack, and we must never let the trolls step on our ground!"

The Spellbreaker squad behind Kael'thas left two people to control Elton, and the rest activated the armor on their bodies, drew their double-edged swords, rushed out of the trench in silence, and went straight to be surrounded by large numbers of trolls Crivi Windrunner left.

　　 Kael'thas waved the one-handed sword in his hand. He didn't use any other spells, but kept releasing fireballs to clear the way for the spellbreakers.

　　 At this time, Krivi Windrunner is at the end of the crossbow. He has just killed a giant troll and tried to pull out the sword that was stuck on the enemy, but he slipped his hand and staggered back and fell to the ground.

　　The troll warrior who attacked next to him waved his weapon again. He raised his right hand and tried to resist the axe.

　　 With a "click", the sword snapped, but the axe didn't stop the falling trend at all, and chopped it on his arm.

　　 "Ah!" He let out a scream. Although the quality of his equipment was good and the axe didn't break his arm armor, the heavy axe still broke his bones.

　　 The troll was about to continue to attack, when suddenly a strange blade came out through his chest. Krivy recognized that it was the standard weapon of the lawbreakers, and when he felt relieved, he fainted when his head tilted.

　　 It turned out that at this time, the lawbreakers still arrived. They waved their peculiar weapons, quickly killed the trolls surrounding the Krivi Windrunner, and then escorted him out of the center of the battlefield and returned to the position.

　　 At this moment, the battlefield is in chaos, and there are traces of flame and frost everywhere, and along with the fireballs and ice arrows flying in the sky, the trolls screams of all kinds.

　　 "Retreat, Muriel, the mages with long ears are here, and I can't rush up today!" Haian said to the male troll next to him on the edge of the battlefield.

　　 "...Blow the trumpet!" Muriel clenched his fingers and thumped the tree next to him, then let his subordinates sound the horn representing the retreat, and the troll that remained on the battlefield retreated again.

　　 But this time they suffered heavy losses. A large part of them were directly killed by spells, and only a small part was withdrawn intact.

　　 Muriel twitched his eyes when he saw the embarrassed trolls, but still said nothing.

　　 In the elf position, seeing the trolls retreating, the wizards let out a sigh of relief.

　　 Kael'thas recalled the Austrian flying on the battlefield, and walked towards the Crivi Windrunner who had been backed back.

　　 When he saw Krivi Windrunner's closed eyes and twisted right arm, and didn't respond to his shouts, he was quickly sent back to Tarquelin and the priest gave him treatment.

Then he was free and turned his head to look at the battlefield under the setting sun. Although he had seen various war scenes from books and heard stories of humans and elves fighting against trolls, nothing was in sight. The truth from this gunpowder:

　　 At this time, the elves and trolls have retreated, the air is full of disgusting blood, the smoke that permeates the sky exudes an ominous smell under the rays of the setting sun, and the pools of blood on the ground are also mottled and darkened.

There are corpses of elves and trolls everywhere. It can be seen that the trolls account for most of them. They still maintain their dying posture. Scattered limbs are scattered throughout the battlefield. The decaying crows "quack" in the air. , Sometimes swooped down, and set off gusts of fishy wind.

　　 The wooden flagpoles and weapons ignited by the fireball technique are still burning, making noises from time to time. Kael'thas saw a broken Phoenix King's banner standing in front of the position, and he recognized that it was the banner issued by Anasteria to the First Ranger Legion.

　　 He walked out of the position and walked to the banner, with the lawbreaker team closely following him.

Under the flag, he saw an elf ranger who had been dead for a long time. He held the flagpole firmly in his hand and stuck it on the ground, while the elf was kneeling by the flagpole with two troll spears stuck in his body. , This is his fatal injury.

　　 Kael'thas stretched out a trembling hand and closed the eyes of the dead elf. He looked around again. It was located in the center of the position, and it was also more prominent. It should be the focus of the troll's attack. There are many traces of elves and trolls fighting around. Many elves and trolls still retain the appearance of desperate struggles during their lives. .

　　 "Your Highness, it's getting dark, let's go back." The Captain of the Spellbreaker stepped forward and said.

　　 Kael'thas settled, he nodded: "Call all the wizards here, and bring that Elton here."

　　 In a short while, hundreds of mages gathered here, watching Kael'thas and Elton Daywalker captured by the lawbreaker.

　　 "His Royal Highness, what are you going to do?" Elton was a little nervous.

"All of you can see clearly!" Kael'thas ignored him, but said loudly, "This Phoenix King Banner is the banner that the First Ranger Legion desperately guards. The land under your feet is the land that the rangers will do at any cost. Guard the land! I don’t expect you to be fearless and desperate like a ranger, but I want to remind you with the life of Elton Daywalker!"

After speaking, he motioned to the lawbreaker to take Elton Daywalker in front of him and knelt under the banner. Only then did Elton panic: "Your Royal Highness~www.ltnovel.com~You can’t kill me. I am the Magister and the nephew of Congressman Fenrir. You are not qualified..."

"Shut up, Elton! Look at everything in front of you, look at the ruined and displaced elves in Tacquelin. All of this is because you abandoned the Temple of the Sun and made us lose our most important frontline base. Consequences! Lawbreaker, do it!"

With a "click", Elton's magical aura was easily destroyed by the lawbreakers. The magic equipment given to Elton by the Grand Magister did not play any role, and his head fell in response to the sound. There is no way to continue to say what I want to say.

　　The mages present were all silent. They didn't expect that this long-lost prince in Silvermoon City would dare to kill people when he first led the army, and the killer was a senior magus!

　　 "I warn you, military orders are like mountains! No one dares to escape without an order, Elton Daywalker is his end!"

　　 "Yes, Your Royal Highness!" the wizards said in unison.

　　 At this time, the Second Ranger Army also rushed to the battlefield, and they quickly took over the entire position.

　　 The legion commander saw Kael'thas immediately ran over to salute and asked if he had any orders.

"Deploy the defense according to the predetermined plan and arrange all the wizards. I don't want any more rangers to fight with the trolls desperately! Also, the corpses of the dead elves are cremated on the spot. I don't need to teach this. Right!"

　　 The commander of the Second Legion nodded, saluted and walked away.

Kael'thas stretched out his hand and pulled out the broken Phoenix King's flag that was inserted on the ground, and finally took a look at the battlefield hidden in the night, then he held the flag in one hand and the hilt of the sword, and left there with one foot and one shallow foot. , The lawbreakers followed him closely and returned to Tacquelin.