The Dharma God of All Realms Begins with Harry Potter

While Vereesa rushed to Silvermoon City at full speed to report the news, Sylvanas was slowly retreating with the remaining ranger troops.

They headed north quickly. After her army crossed a bridge, Sylvanas finally ordered the army to stop. Although her efforts to resist the undead natural disaster at the border failed, she still did not give up. Her previous retreat was just to trade space for time. Her plan was to resist in the vast forest between the border-level Silver Moon City and delay the undead. The advancing speed of the army provides time for Silver Moon City to gather its troops.

This river is a natural line of defense that she plans to use to stop the undead.

But when the Ranger General turned and looked back, she still gasped. Arthas and his dark army were following. She had expected this, but the terrifying appearance of the Scourge's army shocked her no matter how many times she saw it. What a terrifying scene it was: New Death Zombies resurrected from dead bodies, skeletons resurrected from old dead bones, suture monsters (abominations) spliced ​​together from various corpses, gargoyles flying high in the sky like bats, ferocious and ugly spider demons... there are hundreds of them

, Thousands upon thousands of them pursued the Quel'dorei with unwavering determination. Even though their stiff movements greatly slowed down their march, they still had another advantage, that is, they were completely tireless. Whether they are humans, gnomes, dwarves or elves, even savage orcs and trolls, they all need proper rest and supplies during long marches, but the undead do not need these at all. This is why they can bite the rangers to death. reason.

But what the Ranger General did not expect the most was the traces left by the Scourge Legion along the way.

Inherited from the kaldorei compatriots in the past, the Quel'dorei are still good at bows and arrows while respecting magic. Their dedication to bows and arrows has created the most powerful archer army in the Eastern Kingdom, which also makes them very resistant to the kind of archers created by the dwarves. The revolutionary long-range weapon - the musket.

But as one of the few visionaries in Quel'Thalas who could look beyond the kingdom, Sylvanas maintained sufficient attention and understanding of gunpowder weapons. But everything she saw now reminded her of those dwarf weapons.

In her eyes, the place where the undead natural disaster stepped was like the trace of a bullet magnified thousands of times - it was like a furrow dug by a plowshare, and in the furrow, the land became charred and barren.

But the worst was yet to come.

Sylvanas still clearly remembers the forests burned by orcs fifteen years ago, and she knows that nature will eventually bring them back to life. And this... this is a terrible black line of death, the evil force that drives the corpses forward and kills the land they pass through.

Poisons, they are like natural poisons, this is the dirtiest form of black magic.

Compared with human archers, high elf rangers often mean more: they are good at wandering in the wilderness and forests, are powerful hunters, stalkers and trackers, and are the darlings of the forest. At the same time, they are also fond of the forest. Has a unique emotion.

Another name for ranger is"ranger".

This is why Sylvanas became angry when she saw the forest being destroyed by pollution.

This must be stopped.

She only stopped for a short moment, but it felt like it lasted a whole lifetime.

"stop! she shouted, her voice clear, powerful and decisive."We are here to resist.""

The rangers were confused for a moment, then understood and followed the order.

The ranger general quickly explained the tactical essentials, and they followed the order.

When they first saw the severe trauma to the earth, many people were frightened. They were stunned, just as their ranger general was also horrified before. However, they quickly recovered, and there would be plenty of time to consider how to heal the devastated earth. Now, what they need to do is to prevent this horrific scar from spreading..

The stench came before the undead army, but in the bloody battle along the way, Sylvanas and her rangers have struggled to adapt to all this, and will no longer be as fearful and uneasy as before. The ranger general stood on the bridge with his head held high. On the top, a strand of bright golden hair peeked out from under the black hood. The army of the dead slowed down and stopped, confused by the scene in front of them. The ugly meat grinders, catapults and trebuchets that rumbled forward stopped. Come down. Arthas' skeletal horse stood upright. He leaned down and patted the horse's neck as if it were a living horse. The thing responded to the owner's touch. This weird scene made Sylvanas feel a sickening shiver.

"Oh my god," Arthas said, with a hint of warmth in his playful voice."Could this be one of those majestic elven gates I've heard about for a long time.

Sylvanas forced herself to smile back:"No, not really." But it will still be a challenge for you"

"It's just a bridge, ma'am. But, Pointy Ears likes to hold on to his pride, and I can understand that."

Being so insulted by her opponent, her anger broke Sylvanas's forced restraint:"Butcher! You make it through the first gate, but you can't get through the second. The inner door to Silvermoon City can only be opened by a special key, and you can never get it!"

She nodded towards her comrades, and they quickly ran across the bridge to join their comrades on the other side.

Alsace no longer pretended to be humorous, and his gray eyes shone. He was held tightly by the armor's hand and whispered softly. ringing runeblade

"You're wasting your time, woman. What is coming, cannot be escaped. But I admit, it was fun watching you run away."

Now it was Sylvanas' turn to laugh, and she made an angry but proud voice from the bottom of her heart:"You think I'm hiding from you? Apparently you've never fought an elf."

Some things are so simple, she thought.

Sylvanas raised her hand and tore open a magic scroll. Although Sylvanas was not a magician, the high elf's inherent magical talent allowed her to With a little use of such props - a fireball flew out of the scroll, hit the center of the bridge, and created a violent explosion.

As the bridge exploded, she turned and fled backwards, with the rangers following closely behind.

The woods Welcoming them, the bent golden branches and silver leaves concealed their whereabouts. This was their best cover against the Scourge.

Before she could escape far enough, she heard a voice from behind. This voice made the Ranger General unable to help but Grinning widely, this was the first time she smiled since the war started.

"This ranger woman is starting to annoy me to death!"

Alsace's incompetent fury resounded through the sky.