Chinese Warriors in World of Warcraft

Chapter 187 One Sword Glacier (Part 7, please subscribe!)

This is the Ellunda River. The wide river is hundreds of meters long. The torrential river flows down from the top of the mountains in the east, and runs from here to the endless sea in the west.

A bridge of elves spans the river, and on the north side of the bridge is a giant arch:
That is the gate of the spirit.

Exquisite runes are spread throughout the arch, and arcane energy flows on it. The energy from the Sunwell passes through the rune stones all over Quel'Thalas, guarding this elf kingdom that has existed for thousands of years, and this bridge, the door, is one of them.

It is the first gate of the kingdom of elves in ancient times!
At that time, the land of ghosts was still ruled by trolls. This door and the forest on both sides of the door blocked countless times of troll attacks!

The gate opened, and Cirvanas, who was wearing a blue cloak, stood on the north side of the Elven Bridge. With eagle-like eyes, she could see the disgusting Scourge several kilometers away!
The crawling corpses, some just died, some have been air-dried, resurrected into zombies or skeletons by the power of death;
Huge mindless abominations pieced together from various stumps, and those ghouls that have been transformed by undead spells and have extremely shrunken bodies;
Strange flying creatures that look like living stone sculptures, from the battle reports of Lor'themar and Halduron, they are called "gargoyles";
There are also giant spider creatures that remind her of the legendary qiraji believed to be extinct, undead spiders known as "cave demons".

Under the power of the wind, the pungent rancid stench had already drifted to the other side of the Ellunda River, and Cirvanas felt his stomach tumbling.

The woods that served as the first barrier had already fallen under the strange fighting machine brought by the death knight, and the ranger scouts told her that it was a meat grinder.

Only the high elves know the horror of this forest. It is a magical forest infiltrated with arcane energy, and it is full of dangers. Any enemy who dares to offend the kingdom of elves must accept the wrath of the forest.

But now, the forest has been destroyed.

There is no power in the land of ghosts that can resist the nearly 20 Scourge legion, especially the most destructive elf mages, who have been transferred back to Silvermoon City and Sunwell Highlands by the great Sun King...

Sylvanas thought back to the red dragon that had burned the woods long ago.Silvermoon, of course, withstood the blow, but the forest was horribly wounded, as it is now...

The Scourge is more terrifying than the red dragon enslaved by orcs!
There were only a few hundred red dragons back then, but now there are more than 15 undead!
"General, he is Arthas! Death Knight!" Lor'themar Theron standing on the left whispered.

He is one of the high elf ranger lords, and he is also the best ranger lord. In this regard, another ranger lord standing on the right side of the ranger general, "Halduron Brightwing", once led the ranger team to capture the Amani giant alive. The warriors of the demon leader Zul'jin also had to admit it.

Following Lor'themar's finger, Cirvanas saw a huge beetle, and next to the beetle, the death knight riding on the skeleton horse.

"Alsace!" Cirvanas murmured in a low voice, and quickly cast his gaze on that huge beetle.

Such a huge monster has never appeared in the kingdom of high elves!

Even the mountain giant described in the Silvermoon City Library's tome is no taller or more terrifying than it!
Only the ancient giant dragon among the red dragons has such a huge size!

Cirvanas glanced back at the towering elven gate, doubting whether this gate flowing with arcane energy could stop that terrifying monster after all.

"Ready to fight!"

Sylvanas gestured, and the two ranger lords immediately issued orders.

This time, Cirvanas brought three thousand rangers!

This is already all the rangers who are still alive in the entire high elf kingdom, and she can mobilize in such a short period of time!
She was extremely confident in her ranger troops, firmly believing that no enemy could survive under the arrow feathers of the three thousand battle bows...

However, seeing the undead from natural disasters densely packed like a tide, her faith was shaken.

"I am Sylvanas Windrunner, the Ranger General of Silvermoon City. Arthas, withdraw your troops immediately, or you will not be able to bear the wrath of the high elves!" Sylvanas' sharp voice passed through Ellen Dahe River, Alsace has come to the other side of the bridge not far away.

"It's you who should retreat, Sylvanas." Alsace looked at the Ranger General in the distance: "The last elf who told me that is dead! The tower called 'Dythom' The city already belongs to me! For the sake of past affection, I allow you to leave alive!"

They knew each other ten years ago.

At that time, Arthas was still a child under ten years old, and at that time, Cirvanas was already the Ranger General of Silvermoon City.

In a blink of an eye, Arthas had become a death knight, the most powerful death knight ever.

"Then, let's fight!" Cirvanas ordered.

She took off the Windrunner bow on her back, and with the help of the wind, an arrow of elven feathers shot towards Alsace like lightning at an unimaginable speed. cut off.

The magic arrow enchanted by the high elf mage is so fragile in front of the death knight!
In an instant, all arrows were fired.

The high elf ranger's archery skills needless to say, but now, archery skills are not needed at all.

Any archer with sufficient strength can definitely shoot a certain undead, because there are too many undead on the opposite side, covering the entire land!
"Destroy this bridge!" Seeing countless undead on the bridge, even three thousand elves and rangers couldn't suppress them, Cirvanas had to reluctantly order.

The next moment, the Elven Bridge collapsed, and thousands of undead were washed by the rushing river and rushed downstream.

"You cannot pass the Ellunda River! It is a magical river!" Sylvanas yelled.

This river is also part of the rune barrier of Quel'Thalas. Arcane energy flows in the river, which can help the high elves resist foreign enemies.

"Really?" Arthas got off the skeleton horse and walked to the river, holding the rune magic sword upside down with both hands, and the tip of Frostmourne plunged into the river.

The next moment, a strange ice force poured into the river, and the entire river surface of the Ellunda River, which was hundreds of meters wide, was completely frozen in just one minute. The layer is at least three meters thick, enough to withstand the tallest monsters!

"So, now?" Alsace's voice was extremely cold.

Then, countless undead rushed to the ice!

(End of this chapter)