Chapter 52

When the Ranger troops who fought and retreated entered the "surrounded" taquillin sentry, Sylvanas looked at the flattened sentry and felt as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer.

Taquillin! Taquillin has long been destroyed... This is a despicable plot!

Alsace's purpose is to lead her into this ambush, even the reinforcements led by lothema and hadullen! Sylvanas saw the red fireworks rising from behind, a sign that reinforcements were under attack.

4000 Rangers face the undead surrounded from all directions. They don't wait to die, but continue to fight. However, when Marduk in black and Marvin lead the death knight team composed of all the elves to rush into the Rangers, everything is in chaos.

Sylvanas clenched his teeth, put his bow on his arm, and cut off the heads of five close ghouls. Then he took out the knife on his belt, and accurately swung it to the head of sasaryan, the death knight who attacked her from the side, and forced him back.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh

Three multiple arrows were fired from the Ranger general's bow to clear her direction. Sylvanas was as light as a female panther. She carried the bow back behind her, wiped her hands on her waist, and two machetes appeared in her hands.

Then, a dance of killing appeared on the battlefield. The newly forced death knights sasaryan and Sylvanas matched each other in three moves, then they were cut off their arms and had to withdraw from the battle. The goal of the Ranger general's raid was very clear, that is, Alsace, who was firmly protected by the three hatred.

She determined that he was the commander of the undead army. As long as he was killed, the undead with precise cooperation would return to the chaotic posture of the past. That was the only way for the Rangers to survive!

Rangers, a branch of the hunter profession, abandon their ability to have powerful animal companions and focus all their energy on shooting skills and melee martial arts. Excellent Rangers can even launch fierce attacks with soldiers, among which Sylvanas is the best.

The constitution of high elves is heavily inclined to agility and magic. At least before the destruction of Quel'Thalas, few elves would choose the way of vulgar soldiers. Only the most inferior civilian elves would do so, so they tried to use complex martial arts and dexterity to replace the wildness and unyielding of soldiers.

In the face of orcs and trolls, this kind of combat method has won. But in the face of the endless number of undead, the lack of heavy armor class which can fight for a long time immediately appears.

Even the local army of Lordaeron, with heavy armor and broad shield, will not rout so fast when facing the same number of dead! Rangers can only fight and carry small shields, and they don't wear heavy armor, and their flexible leather armor is their best protection.

But the heavy armor can resist the ghoul's claw attack and tear attack, even in the face of the death knight's heavy weapons, but the leather armor can't! Not every Ranger has the melee ability of Sylvanas. After being approached by fast ghouls, they hardly have much self-protection ability.

After 7000 years, the high elves finally paid for their stubbornness, arrogance and serious partiality! The price is their lives!

"Arthas! You're dead! "

Sylvanas evaded the attack of the three hateful hooks and locks. She jumped onto the hook and lock that hit the ground, made a crazy dash forward, and then jumped into the air. She made a perfect forward somersault, with delicate sharp machetes on both sides of her body, and her two high-level hateful heads soared up.

In the face of high-level lords inclined to agility, the heaviness of disgust becomes their fatal wound.

One blow killed both ends of hatred. There was a touch of coldness in Sylvanas' eyes. Now, there was no obstacle between her and Alsace!

But Sylvanas ignored one point... Alsace stood outside the battlefield to command, which does not mean that Alsace is not good at martial arts. In fact, in the face of the sadness of magic sword frost, any mortal weapon is so weak!

Alsace, wearing blue and Black Skull armor, turns his gray eyes to Sylvanas, who pours on him. The Ranger general has lost her previous indifference. Now she is like a flower of death in full bloom, beautiful and dangerous.

"Dang!"

Two crossed spirit sabres and frostmourning touch, and Alsace's random strike pushes Sylvanas to the rear. The spirit general falls to the ground and shakes his hand.

"This guy is so powerful! Damn it

Sylvanas felt a bit tricky, while Alsace stood in the same place with his sword in his hands. He looked at Sylvanas's perfect body curiously, but there was no appreciation in his eyes. He was swept by Alsace's eyes, and the Ranger general was cold. His eyes were like looking at a weapon.

"You will be my sharpest sword..."

Alsace pointed Frost's sadness at Sylvanas, stretched his left hand forward and hooked his hand to her. This contemptuous action made the Ranger general's inner depression reach the highest point.

"Don't talk big! Die

Sylvanas launched an attack again. This time, driven by her emotion, a blue eagle appeared in front of her elegant figure. Originally, it was flying at an unparalleled speed and went up a step again. It was really like a breeze passing by.

"The eagle guards!"

Sylvanas, who used the hunter's Secret skills, had faster machetes in his hands, which were like two silver lights waving, flying and chopping to Alsace's head and chest. But just before the sharp blade was added to his body, Alsace's palm turned forward, and a sharp and terrible cold energy gushed out of his palm.

"The wind blows!"

Sylvanas couldn't dodge. At the moment when the ice was added to her body, she only had time to move her body to the left. However, her perfect left leg was stained by the gushing cold, which made her proud. In the dark, it was like a gust of wind speed, which slowed down in vain.

"Look! This is your death

Frost's sadness with a faint blue light, straight cut to the knight errant general's body, but just before the sharp blade was added, Sylvanas quickly wiped it on her slender waist. It was like a pendant of iron silk thread, which was thrown into the air by her. There were eight flying leaves on the silk thread. Although it looked very inconspicuous, every time she hit Frost's sadness, Can deflect the heavy blade.

"Deterrence!"

It's also a kind of Hunter's secret skill. Of course, only a deterrent can't stop Alsace's sword edge, so Sylvanas held the little turtle shell Rune on his wrist and recited the mantra. A layer of Green Tortoise Shell energy protection blocked Frost's sadness.

"The tortoise guards!"

The last hunter's secret skill to protect his life, Sylvanas, under the protection of the tortoise, pressed his hands on the blade of Frost's sad sword and pushed it with the power of Alsace's sword. His body was as light as a feather. After two weeks in the air, he fell to the ground in a half kneeling posture.

This is not a retreat, because at that moment in the air, windwalker's bow had already landed in her hands. When she landed, a silver arrow had been put on the bowstring.

For a Ranger like Sylvanas, archery with a bow has almost become an instinct. At this distance, she doesn't need to aim at all. When Alsace rushes towards her, the silver arrow, with the power of the bowstring being completely pulled apart, rushes to Alsace's chest with a whistling sound that pierces the air.

"The bite of chimera!"

One of the most powerful secret skills of Rangers, Sylvanas once used this arrow to kill the sea monster invading the daily Island, which is almost her unique skill of pressing the bottom of the box.

But Alsace didn't dodge this arrow. In fact, the strongest strike of the high Lord, the speed, had exceeded the speed of sound. At this distance, Alsace couldn't dodge. He had to let the silver light pierce his chest, leaving a hole.

However, Sylvanas did not see the pain from Alsace's eyes. On the contrary, the king of death knights had a smile of conspiracy.

"Hula Lala!"

The sound of the chain flying came to Sylvanas' ears, but she couldn't escape. The barbed hook of hate locked her slender body for three circles, and then a huge force lifted her from the ground. The Ranger who is not good at strength can't match the strength of hate, so Sylvanas can only endure the pain under the last head of hate, Put your arms in front of you.

"Bang!"

It's like the sound of the shell landing, the dust overflowing, Sylvanas has not yet recovered from the vertigo of the impact, the whistling of Frost's sadness has already sounded in front of her body, she can only hasten to put the double blades in front of her body, but how can Alsace's accumulation strike be so easily blocked?

The well-made spirit saber was broken from the center, and the flying fragments left a few bloodstains on Sylvanas's body. She was also pushed by this force, and retreated several circles on the ground in embarrassment. When she opened her eyes, the grimacing Alsace had raised Frost's sorrow high, and the black blue blade was facing her high chest.

"You're... Done..."

Sylvanas painfully closed her eyes... She... Lost.

"Holy... Shock!"

At this moment, a roar awakened Sylvanas, and then she saw a fierce Beige light hit the falling blade of frostmourning, deflected it slightly, rubbed the outer layer of Sylvanas skin armor, and penetrated into the ground.

"Arthas! I said, I won't let you get away with it so easily! Now, here I am

"Ha la la!"

It was the sound of chains again, but at this moment, the Dragon hook covered with holy light was tied to Sylvanas's arm. When Alsace reached out and grasped Sylvanas's other arm, he lifted her body into the air.

At this moment, Sylvanas was so happy that she stared at Alsace,

"It won't end like this! I'll be back! "

"Whoosh!"

The magic glove on Sylvanas's left arm, which was seized by Alsace, was quickly separated from her skin under the master's command. The angry Alsace used the grip of death again. However, the high-level hatred, which was knocked down by Myra dawn blade and other paladins, just stopped in the middle of the grip of death and the body of Sylvanas who was dragged backward by Dick.

Even the king of death knights, there is no way to let the grip of death penetrate the entity... So he can only watch the rescued Sylvanas disappear in his sight.

"Dick!!! I'm going to kill you! "

Alsace yelled angrily. This is definitely the first time that he had such a violent emotional reaction because of Dick's intervention. Under his command, all the dead around rushed to the direction of Dick and others' escape, swearing to block them on the road.

"Holy water

Dick, who is carrying Sylvanas, shouts behind him without looking back. The excited Knights throw their compressed water bags to the undead in all directions. The water bags fall to the ground, and the highly compressed holy water is like a rain, drenching the undead thoroughly.

Although holy water does not kill these high-level spirits, the pain of burning souls slows them down a bit.

That's enough!

Lyadeline and more than a dozen priests built a large holy light border in front of them. The horses and the birds were there, which was the starting point of their escape.

"We'll stay and break it! Take the general and go

The more than a dozen Elven warriors from desom saw the tragedy of Sylvanas, who was resisted by dick on his shoulder and didn't know his life and death. They were furious. They formed a tight formation behind Dick and the others.

They didn't know what it meant, but they still did it. Dick was silent and didn't speak, and his speed was a little faster. At a critical moment, there would always be heroes standing up. In the face of the death brought by Alsace, the elves of Quel'Thalas also understood the truth of sacrifice.