Mystic Wizard in Azeroth

　　 Accompanied by the sound of the horn, a team of trolls once again launched an impact on the elf position on the hillside.

　　 "Raise the arrow! Let it go!"

　　 Following the command of the elf commander, a rain of arrows descended from the sky. One part of the running troll raised the shield, and the other part quickly hid under the shield of the companion.

　　 "Tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk", the bow and arrow nailed to the shield to make a sound. Except for a few unlucky trolls which were shot by the bow and arrow, the other trolls were intact.

　　 "Tastingou!" The trolls started charging again.

　　 "Magic arrow, free shooting!" After giving the order, Crivi Windrunner took the lead to shoot the flame arrow in his hand, and a troll in the distance burst into flames and exploded.

　　 At this time, there were explosions everywhere on the battlefield. The elves fired magic arrows in an activated state one after another. The attacking troll was hit hard and retreated like a tide.

　　 "Huh..." Crevy Windrunner sighed in relief, wiped his sweat, and relaxed his arms. This is the sixth time that the trolls have attacked since they launched an offensive. Even though the trolls will drop a large number of corpses every time, they continue to rush towards the defense.

　　 "Commander, we don't have enough weapon supplies." An elf approached Crivi and said.

"There are many?"

　　 "On average, there are only two pots of arrows left per ranger, and fewer than ten magic arrows."

"Continue to send messages to Silvermoon City, urging them to hurry up! And we must defend this line of defense. Behind it is Taquilin. Once the trolls have captured here, they can enter the Yongsong Forest. The consequences will be disastrous, do you understand? "

　　 "Understand, Commander!"

　　 The troll attacked again, and quickly retreated after the rangers fired their arrows again.

　　 "Commander, they are tempting us to consume supplies!"

　　 "I understand, let the rangers be ready for melee combat!"

　　 The commander of the First Ranger Corps was shocked: "But Lord Crevi, in this case our casualties will be very heavy!"

　　 "We may die in close combat, but our family can at least live a few days in peace! All the elves will die if they can't stop today's offensive! Hurry up and ask where the **** reinforcements are!"

　　 The trolls rushed up again. This time there were not only ordinary troll warriors, but also some trolls mixed in. It seemed that the commander on the opposite side had judged that the elves were not equipped with enough weapons, and planned to complete their efforts.

　　 "Set fire to those giant trolls!" Clive shouted while shooting the last arrow in his hand.

A burst of sparse arrows shot out and pierced the giant trolls. Except for two unlucky ones who were shot in the eyes and caused the arrows to enter the brain and died on the spot, the remaining giant trolls didn’t care about the wounds and carried the arrows on their bodies. Just continue to rush forward.

　　 "Melee preparation!" With the slogan, the elves threw down their bows and quiver, and drew their melee weapons.

　　 "Anar\'belore! For Quel'Thalas!" Watching the troll approach, Crivi Windrunner, holding two one-handed swords, jumped out of the bunker and started fighting with the troll.

　　 The remaining elves saw the commander rushing forward, and they jumped out of the shelter one after another and killed the troll in front of them.

　　 "Die!" Krivi Windrunner blocked a troll's chopping with his left sword, swiped his right hand, a red line appeared on the troll's neck, and then he knelt on the ground with a "hiss" sound.

　　Krivi Windrunner didn't look at him again. After getting rid of him, he quickly found another troll, killed, found, and killed. Relying on his flexible pace, superb melee martial arts and elite equipment, he set off a **** storm in the troll group.

　　 Seeing him so unscrupulous, some trolls couldn't sit still. Muriel immediately gave orders to the giants on the battlefield to besiege Crivi Windrunner.

　　 After hearing the command, a few giant trolls rushed all the way, regardless of whether they were accidentally injured, and rushed in the direction of Crivi Windrunner.

　　 The rise of Krivi Windrunner killing, and then found himself surrounded by the giant trolls, but he was not afraid, rushing to fight with the giant trolls while shouting "for the kingdom".

　　 The elves' morale boosted, and they used all their best to defeat the trolls' offensive again.

　　 Time has come to the afternoon, and the sun emits a dim light.

　　 "Huh, Hawk, huh, has Silvermoon City responded?" Crivi Windrunner asked with trembling hands and wiping the sweat from his head, breathing heavily.

"My lord, not yet." Hawke shook his head lightly. He did not return to Silvermoon City after healed his injuries. Instead, he joined the first ranger army led by the Krivi Windrunner and was in front of Taquilin. Constructed a line of defense, waiting for the trolls to attack together.

"It seems that we are going to die here today." Crevy Windrunner seemed to have thought of something, but he was not depressed. As a veteran of the Ranger army, he had a hunch about death, "Be prepared, unless We are finished, otherwise the troll will not be able to step on Taquilin!"

　　 "Yes, commander!"

　　 Silvermoon City, Farstrider Square, facing the whispering wizards, Kael'thas looked at them blankly.

　　 Gradually, the voices of the wizards gradually lowered, and the noisy square became quiet.

　　 "Say, why don't you keep talking?" Kael'thas's voice was cold, and the fireball flying around his shoulders spun quickly, showing that the master was not at ease.

　　 "..." The venue was quiet, and it seemed that the mages had realized that His Royal Highness's mood was not very beautiful.

"Spellbreaker squad!" Kael'thas ordered. Behind him walked out a small group of tall and strong elves. They were well-equipped and armed with a double-edged sword in their right hand, and a golden red giant in the style of Quel'Thalas in their left hand. shield.

　　 "This is?" The wizards in the square were a little surprised. They had never seen these elves.

　　 "The lawbreaker team is the Law Enforcement Office of the Mage Legion. Anyone who violates the order of the Mage Legion will be killed without pardon!"

　　 "His Royal Highness, we are the Arcanists of Silvermoon City, and you have no right to judge us!" an elf mage shouted, and other elves echoed.

　　 Kael'thas stared at the first elf mage who called out. He recognized that it was Elton Daywalker, the Magister who had run away in the Temple of the Sun.

　　 "Oh? It seems you have an opinion on my order?"

Elton Daywalker thought of what his uncle said to himself before he came: "This is the defensive equipment given to you by the Grand Magister~www.wuxiahere.com~ which can withstand two deadly attacks. You work hard in the Mage Legion, and fight for confusion. A half-time official, I can also transfer you back sooner."

　　 "Do you want me to take the initiative?"

"Yes, with the leadership of the prince, you are going to make credit this time. The higher your official position, the better the operation. It is best to be the prince’s deputy before you leave. After all, this time you are a senior magister. The rest are arcanists or elves who have just become magisters, and you have an absolute advantage."

"It's not that I have an opinion on you, but I'm telling the truth," Elton's thoughts flashed, and he didn't seem to realize that the danger was approaching, relying on himself as a magister and possessing the great magister's. Magical items, boldly said, "Compared to the Military Law Department, I think you need a deputy who can help you arrange affairs. After all, you just came back from the outside, and you definitely don't know this."

　　 "It looks like you have been chosen?" The mocking color on Kael'thas's face became stronger, and there was some sadness in his heart: Did the wizards of Silvermoon City degenerate into this way?

"I'm not talented, I am willing to serve as this deputy." Elton saluted, "I used to be a commander in the Temple of the Sun, where I am very familiar; and I am the only senior magister among so many people, except for me. , I think you don’t have anyone else to choose!"

　　 "Spellbreaker, take him down for me!" Kael'thas was patience at first, but after hearing him mention the Sun Temple, he broke out.

　　 "What are you going to do, Your Royal Highness? What are you going to do?"

"let's go!"

　　 Kael'thas took the lead through the portal of Farstrider Square, and the magic breaker team pressed Elton to follow. The remaining mages, look at me and I will look at you, and hurry up to follow.