Chapter 591

Quel'Thalas, the front line of Yongge forest.

This used to be the front line battlefield for sindorei to fight against the undead. Countless spirit warriors buried their bones here. In order to commemorate their sacrifice and guard against the attack of the undead who are still wandering in the ghost land, after the end of the undead war, this front has not been withdrawn. There are always a fully armed Ranger Legion and magician Legion stationed here.

But after all, the natural disaster of the dead is no longer possible, and the new chief night watchman is not interested in paying attention to the ghosts of the ghost land, so the war here has really settled down.

Quel'Thalas is a peninsula terrain. After a long discussion among the wise men of the Phoenix Dynasty, they finally decided to retain the dead in the land of ghosts. Although these resurrected dead nearly destroyed the country before, now these wandering dead will become the best shelter for the country.

Quel'Thalas needs to recuperate, but the unexpected war has disrupted all the planned rhythms of the country.

"The troll is coming!"

An Elf Ranger screamed, then pulled the huge bow in his hand, shot out the four arrows in his hand at a very fast speed, and knocked the Armani Troll who rushed into the front line at both ends to the ground. But the next moment, the brave ranger was hit by the flying axe thrown by the Troll's axe thrower, and the whole person was carried back several meters by Juli.

Stone axe tore his skin and internal organs. When he fell to the ground, the young spirit breathed quickly, but he could not feel the existence of air. After a few seconds of hard support, he fell on the front line of Yongge forest with the last trace of nostalgia for life.

His sacrifice was not worthless. He won time for the magicians around him. After a violent shock of magic, a magic flame rose from the ground and completely devoured the troll who had just attacked the young Ranger. However, more trolls came rushing on the fire, their eyes were red, and the spirit of the beast appeared on their bodies, It makes them stronger, bloodthirsty and crazier!

Hadulen Mingyi, the second figure of the Ranger army, is leading his own personal guard to fight against the crazy Armani troll in the front line. Reinforcements are coming. Before they arrive, the front of Yongge forest must not fall!

After this front, there are seven sindore elves' villages. Once the troll breaks through, those civilians can't stop the death at all.

But the number of them was too small. Hadulen Mingyi cut off the head of a troll warrior with a halberd. He looked up and saw that the green skin trolls were rushing out of their front line. At first glance, there were at least 30000 trolls in front of him! It's definitely not just Armani troll. There are not so many Armani who have been driven into a desperate situation by sindore!

There may also be evil branch trolls from cintland. It is said that they are also driven down by the brute hammers.

But hadullen's thought was not over, and a sharp knife came out of the shadow behind him. The Ranger Lord felt murderous. Regardless of the dirt on the ground, he rolled forward for two weeks and fell to the ground. The halberd in his hand was horizontal in front of him. He saw the true face of the attacker, who had only one arm and was wearing a red scarf, The old Troll lost one eye, but the only eye left was filled with hatred of destroying everything, as well as the gloomy and shivering madness.

He is very old, his hair has become gray, but time does not take away his fierce, but let him become more dangerous!

"Zurkin! You're not dead yet

Hadullen clenched his teeth and looked at the leader of the Armani troll. The damned Troll has killed nearly a thousand elves since he was born. This is a villain that sindoray hated most. When the Ranger Lord saw zuerjin, he didn't think about it. The Phoenix halberd in his hand with the wind roaring, smashed at the cruel old troll.

"But you will live to this day."

"Bang"

The red halberd collided with the special-shaped blade in the troll's remaining hand. The old zurkin didn't retreat, but the young hadullen was overturned by the giant force and stepped back several steps.

Armani Troll Lord disdains to look at hadullen who challenges him,

"Just you? Anastarian is my loser! Want my head? Let kelsas come in person

After that, without waiting for hadulen to respond, he laughed and raised his only hand,

"Oh, by the way, kelsas can't come back! So arrogant elves, you! Everyone, want to get something from us, but now, we want to take back everything we lost! The great Armani empire is back! We want revenge

Zurkin's fist blade points to hadullen. The evil smile in his eyes makes hadullen shudder,

"Revenge... Begins with you!"

"What's better than serving the spirit of bear? Come on, give me your soul

"Ha ha ha, I'm a falcon, you're a prey!"

"I hear you learn to summon beasts? You're going to regret it

"I want to say... Burn you!"

Four low, thick, angry, or calm voices sprang out from around hadullen. The four beast sacrifices of Armani Troll surrounded him from four directions. Each of them was no less than his good hand.

Hadullen looked around and clenched the halberd in his hand. He knew that it would be very difficult for him to go back alive today.

"Please... I'll let you go!"

Surrounded by the magic Lord malakas, zurkin stepped forward and said haughtily to hadullen, "kneel down! Then take the news of the return of the Armani Empire back to Silvermoon city... Oh, by the way, Silvermoon city has been destroyed, forget it, go back anywhere, bring my fear to your people! "

"No way!"

Hadullen held his halberd on his left hand. He looked up at zurkin and said, "only hadullen who died in the war, no hadullen who surrendered!"

"Good! I'll give you what you want! "

Zurkin shrugged uncontrollably, then turned and waved,

"Kill him! Send his head back! "

"Whoosh!"

A faint sound of death lit up in front of zuerjin's eyes. The sudden white sonic boom cloud wrapped with a sharp arrow came towards his face. The old Troll's eyes shrank. The next moment, a light of knife separated the sharp arrow from the center.

It's not just an arrow to kill zuerjin, but from this arrow, zuerjin let Buddha see an old "friend".

Roglio Zhuxing's figure appeared on a branch in the distance. The cold Ranger with a black eye mask interrupted hadullen's solemn and stirring with a cold voice that did not belong to the elves,

"I know the news of Amani's return... You can get out of here!"

"Or I'll take you away."

Another voice accompanied by the broken portal appeared on the front line. The Archmage romance came out from the portal with the guards of the law breakers. His old face was not angry and dignified. The staff in his hand pointed to zurkin,

"Say, troll, what do you know about your majesty kelthas?"

"Hey, hey"

Zurkin grinned maliciously. "I know a lot, but why should I tell you? Get ready for the funeral of kelthas, tut Tut, the day-to-day, it's time to die! "

At the same time that Quel'Thalas was entangled in the war, at the junction of Ashenvale and Isala, another war of no inferior quality was also going on.

"Drive these Blackstone orcs back! Or leave them here forever! "

The sentinel commander Barnes wiped the blood on his face, and the knife wheel in his hand turned rapidly, cutting the chest of a Blackstone assassin who rushed out from behind him. Beside him, the elves and orc bodies overlapped, almost occupying the whole deck of the talendis bridge. After the torrent of the Blackstone orcs, the completely destroyed talendis camp, It's been set on fire.

Together with 347 elves in the camp, it was ignited. There is no doubt that this is a long planned war.

But Barnes can't help it, even if there are fully armed elves at the silver wing post behind him, but they can't rush across the talendis bridge to save their compatriots. This is the only stone bridge connecting Ashenvale and Isala. In the battle of Hyjal six years ago, in order to deal with the demons in Isala, the coalition forces blew up the bridge, At present, this building has just been built.

The Blackstone orcs blocked the bridge tightly, and almost cut off all the attacks of the elves. However, their attacks were not active. On the contrary, their actions were like real provocation and angering the elves.

There is no doubt that they succeeded.

Barnes and his assassin troops have been out of the rage, they point to the key, almost every blow can take the life of an orc, but even so, or... No.

"Ha ha ha, it's not good to watch my compatriots burned to death!"

An old Blackstone soldier was lying on the other end of the bridge, mocking the spirit who was attacking crazily. He had an arrow in his chest, and obviously he would not live long, but his tone was full of some disgusting malice,

"Ah, it's painful, isn't it?"

"But our pain is a thousand times as much as yours, ten thousand times as much as yours! You think we've forgotten the scene where you slaughtered our compatriots? Do you think the Blackstone orcs knelt down in disgrace? no We don't have it. Everything is for now! We want revenge! We're going to kill the alliance! Kill you! Kill

"Shut him up!"

Barnes roared behind him, and the archer of the silver wing sentry immediately bent his bow with an arrow, whistling through the orc's head, but he couldn't stop the wilder fighting.

Elves want to save people, orcs want to kill people, even if they should take revenge on storm City, not night elves... But for the crazy guy, these things have long become meaningless.

Once the wheel of war begins, all justice, pity and judgment will be mercilessly crushed. There is only life and death on the battlefield, no good or evil!

"Here comes the Druid! Here they are

The cry from behind gave Barnes a glimmer of hope. He waved his hand,

"Archer, clear the sky for the Druids, let them save..."

"Bang"

Before Barnes finished his hopeful words, the burning talendis camp on the opposite side collapsed completely under the attack of the orc catapult in the burning fire.

The ashes of the flame are like red butterflies, flapping their wings and flying in the air of death. Barnes' eyes are completely red at this moment. There are his lover and his brother in it

"Kill them all! Revenge for our compatriots! Eye for eye, tooth for tooth, blood for blood

The voice of despair and anger sounded over the gray valley. With the final firing of the moon blade crossbow, life and death... Everything was settled.

The dust settled down, and Muradin's mood. When he arrived at the port of minehill with the Legion of mountain rangers, he saw a burning ruins, and the whole city was covered with flames.

This city, which had just been attacked by Naga, was attacked by orcs riding on the ancestor dragon a few hours ago. Although it was not captured, it took the dwarves nearly a hundred years to build the city, which was completely destroyed.

The survivors stand blankly outside the burning city, watching the angry dwarf Prince vow to let the orcs pay for their blood. Those who have lost their relatives and friends lie on the ruins and cry, while others silently watch all this.

Gibbs was one of them, half of whom was wearing bandages. At his side, the surviving crew of the Northland spear gathered there, waiting for the big man's words. They were eager for revenge. The Dark Lord never hid his hatred, never kept it.

Blood for blood, tooth for tooth, this is their tradition.

"Boss, who are you going to chop tonight?"

Phil laren, with bandages on his neck and arms, asked fiercely. Gibbs raised his hand and motioned him to shut up. A moment later, he lowered his head and drew a religious symbol on his chest. Then, a frightening murderous air jumped out of the old sea dog.

"Contact the siren fleet! Let them pick us up as fast as they can! Let Tony and shatas take action, and get ready for weapons and ammunition. This time, we're going to kill! "

"To twilight heights! To duranthal! Go to the burning plains! Go to Isala! Kill all the damn orcs

"In the name of the Dark Lord, we've suffered, and it's their turn to bleed!"