The Dharma God of All Realms Begins with Harry Potter

Faced with the undead's tactics of paving the way and building bridges at the expense of their own lives, the Quel'dorei were dumbfounded but helpless.

They are just a group of rangers. Although they are all highly skilled, they still have the limitations of rangers - they have neither heavy weapons nor mages. This means that they have no ability to destroy this"human floating bridge" and can only watch helplessly. The Scourge quickly crossed the chasm they had relied on.

In desperation, Sylvanas had no choice but to issue the order to retreat again.

Rangers are good at fighting in the forest. For the rangers, the forest is their best support and cover. With the power of the forest, the rangers can often fight against enemies that are several times larger than them. But the undead are undoubtedly an exception.

In the case of the undead, quantitative changes have reached qualitative changes.

Previous battles have proven that the travel battles that the rangers are good at are meaningless in front of the Scourge. The traps and ambushes of the rangers may be able to kill a small number of undead, but this is just a drop in the bucket in front of the huge number of Scourge legions. However, the Scourge legions can use their huge numbers to carry out carpet-like searches, leaving the rangers with no place to escape. ——Just like the elves who surrounded and suppressed the trolls in Zul'Aman fifteen years ago.

It can be said that the way of heaven is reincarnation, no matter who the heaven bypasses.

To make matters worse, the undead army brought endless death and corruption wherever they passed. The forests they passed through were almost all withered under the influence of necromancy and became a dead land. That is the future ghost land.

Although Sylvanas is brave, she is not stupid. Knowing that she cannot stop the enemy, she will naturally not let her subordinates make unnecessary sacrifices.

But sometimes, even if you know it is unnecessary, sacrifice is still inevitable.

The retreat lasted for most of the day, and the rangers had retreated to Qingfeng Village—a relatively large elf village in Yongsong Forest.

After the initial shock, the villagers responded immediately and tried their best to help the rangers, from bandaging the wounded to picking up weapons to prepare for battle - even the most ordinary Quel'dorei survived for hundreds of years. After being a thousand years old, you will never be powerless. At the same time, Sylvanas also ordered those who were unable to fight to go to Silvermoon City immediately

"Don't take anything, evacuate now, immediately!"

When a woman nodded to her and ran up the ramp to the higher part of the house, Sylvanas reminded her eagerly.

"But we still have it in the room upstairs——"

Sylvanas turned to look at her, her eyes seemed to be burning with shining fire.

"Don't you understand yet? The undead are coming towards us! They don't tire, they don't slow down, and they use our dead to expand their armies! We can only delay them, just for a moment. So, take your family and leave!"

The woman seemed startled by the Ranger General's answer, but she still obeyed her order, and soon gathered her family and ran along the road towards the capital.

Alsace will not be blocked for long.

Silva Nas glanced at the wounded around her and thought to herself. They can't stay here and have to be transferred to Silvermoon City. As for the few remaining healthy soldiers, she has to ask them to work harder, maybe give everything Everything... They were all the same as her. They swore an oath to protect the people and raised troops for a thousand days. Now was the time for them to fulfill their oath.

As a ranger general, Sylvanas knew most of Quel'Thalas. Terrain. She remembered that there was an abandoned tower between the Elrendar River and Silvermoon City. It was built in the era of the first Sun King Dath'Remar. During the first Troll War, in Quel'dor After Rei occupied Quel'Thalas and drove the Amani trolls to Zul'Aman, this tower and a large number of military fortresses in Quel'Thalas were either abandoned or used for other purposes.

According to the Scourge Looking at the route along the way, Sylvanas judged that Arthas would open a path to continue his journey without turning or turning back, and continued to extend the purple-black scar all the way until he reached Silvermoon City. And this high tower will be their only way.

Therefore, this high tower is perfect for arranging defense. The narrow ramp of the high tower can avoid being swarmed by the undead, and each floor is open to the outside. , on the high tower, she and her rangers were able to inflict huge damage to the enemy, at least until they all died... It's a pity that until now, she still hasn't been able to see the boy for the last time, fifteen years ago Ah...

Thinking of this, Sylvanas Windrunner took a deep breath, splashed her hot cheeks, and then drank some water to calm down.

She stood up and summoned all the soldiers who could still walk to prepare for battle. And this will undoubtedly be their last battle.

It is a rather desolate tower. The last time anyone entered here may have been hundreds of years ago. Today, the tower has become a paradise for moss and vines, but in Under the green robe, you can still vaguely smell the gunpowder smoke from the Quel'dorei ancestors.

This is the"burial place" she chose for herself"

"May the spirits of my ancestors bless me and bless Quel'Thalas."

Praying silently in his heart, the ranger general led his men into the tower.

While the rangers were nervously cleaning the inside of the tower and building their own positions - or tombs, the once sweet and fresh air followed them in the distance. The wind carried a rotten smell, and this familiar smell made the rangers feel like they were facing a powerful enemy.

A scout came from a distance and gestured to Sylvanas, and she responded

"Discover the undead. she said calmly to her men, and they all nodded."Get to your posts, right away.""

The rangers immediately followed the order, like well-oiled dwarf machinery. The dragonhawk knights flew towards the south where the enemy was attacking, followed by a group of archers and melee soldiers who would form the first line of defense.

The best shooters among the rangers will be arranged on the rotating chute on the upper floor of the tower, and the rest will be lined up on the bottom floor of the building.

They do not have to wait too long, whether it is the enemy or death.

If Sylvana Si had once held out the faintest hope that the decay of the corpses would reduce the enemy's numbers; now those hopes were dashed like a crystal dropped on a stone floor. She could already see the vanguard of the enemy: behind the rotting zombies. Followed by skeletal soldiers, abominations with huge weapons in three arms. Gargoyles hovering above them like vultures.

The enemy is about to break through the defense line...