Mystic Wizard in Azeroth

After Kael'thas stepped through the portal, he was taken aback.

The streets were filled with tents, priests came and went, and there were various groans from the open tents.

The mage following him turned pale when he heard the groans and cries, as if he knew what he was about to face.

"Tell me, what's the situation on the front line?" Kael'thas asked a lightly wounded ranger sitting on the side of the road.

"His Royal Highness?" The ranger seemed to recognize Kael'thas, and he laughed bitterly, "Has the support from Silvermoon City finally arrived? You will know when you go to the front line and see for yourself."

After speaking, he shook off Kael'thas, and staggered towards the tent next to him.

"His Royal Highness?" A lawbreaker came forward and asked.

"Leave our priest, and the rest will go to the front with us!" Kael'thas made a decision.

At this time Creevey Windrunner was still fighting on the front line, but there were not many elves standing beside him. Except for those who were killed in battle, all the injured elves were ordered by him to withdraw from Taquilin, including Aurelia.

Watching the troll charge up again, he resisted the exhaustion of his body and stood up again to face the troll's attack.

With a wobbly body, holding the blood-stained handle of the knife, Creevy Windrunner also felt that this was his last bit of strength.

"For Quel'Thalas!" Under the setting sun, the elf rangers headed by Creevey Windrunner once again plucked up their courage to charge towards the charging troll.

Looking from a high altitude, there were less than a hundred elves scattered here and there. Facing hundreds of trolls, it was like throwing pebbles into the sea and being quickly submerged by the green tide.

When Kael'thas and the others rushed to the position, what they saw was the scene where Creevey Windrunner and other elves were surrounded by trolls, and some of the leading trolls were about to set foot on the defense line that Creevey Windrunner had held for two days.

Without hesitation, he pulled out Andunisus from his waist, and a huge fireball instantly ignited the trolls at the front of the position. At the same time, Ao also appeared in the sky, ready to participate in the attack.

"Spellbreaker team, I will cover you and rescue the surrounded elves! The mages attack freely, and we must not let the trolls set foot on our position!"

The Spellbreaker team following Kael'thas left two people to control Elton, and the rest of them activated their armor, pulled out their double-edged swords, and rushed out of the trench silently, heading straight to the place surrounded by a large number of trolls. The Creevey Windrunner left.

Kael'thas waved the one-handed sword in his hand, and he didn't use other spells, but kept releasing fireballs to open the way for the spellbreakers.

At this moment Creevey Windrunner was at the end of his strength. He had just killed a giant troll and tried to pull out the sword stuck on the enemy, but his hand slipped and he staggered back and fell to the ground.

The troll warrior who was attacking next to him swung his weapon at him again, and he raised his right hand, trying to block the axe.

With a "click", the sword snapped, but the ax didn't stop the falling trend at all, and hit his arm.

"Ah!" He let out a scream. Although the equipment on his body was of good quality and the ax didn't break through the armor, the powerful ax still broke his bones.

The troll was about to continue attacking, when suddenly a strange blade pierced out of his chest. Creevey recognized that it was the standard weapon of the lawbreakers, and he felt relieved, tilted his head and passed out.

It turned out that at this time, the lawbreakers still arrived. Wielding their strange weapons, they quickly killed the trolls surrounding Creevey Windrunner, and then escorted him away from the center of the battlefield and back to their positions.

At this moment, the battlefield was in chaos, with traces of flames and frost everywhere. Along with the fireballs and ice arrows flying across the sky, the trolls let out all kinds of screams.

"Retreat, Muriel, the mages with long ears are here, I can't rush up today!" Hai'an was on the edge of the battlefield,

Said to the male troll next to him.

"... Blow the horn!" Muriel clenched his fingers and beat the big tree next to him, and then asked his subordinates to blow the horn representing retreat, and the trolls who stayed on the battlefield retreated back again.

But this time they suffered heavy losses, most of them were directly killed by spells, and only a small part withdrew intact.

Muriel twitched his eyes when he saw the trolls in distress, but he still didn't say anything.

In the elf position, seeing the trolls retreating, the mages heaved a sigh of relief.

Kael'thas recalled Al, who was flying on the battlefield, and walked towards Creevey Windrunner who was carried back.

When he saw Creevey Windrunner's closed eyes, twisted right arm, and no response to his shouts, he hurriedly sent him back to Taquilin, and asked the priest to treat him as soon as possible.

Then he was free at this time, and turned his head to look at the battlefield under the setting sun. Although he had seen various war scenes in books before and heard stories about humans and elves fighting trolls together, nothing was in front of him. The truth from this gunpowder:

At this moment, the elves and trolls had all retreated, the air was filled with a disgusting smell of blood, the smog permeating the air exuded an ominous smell under the rays of the setting sun, and the pool of blood on the ground was also mottled and darkened.

There are corpses of elves and trolls everywhere. It can be seen that trolls account for most of them. They still maintain the posture before death. The scattered limbs are scattered all over the battlefield, and the carrion crows are screaming in the air. , sometimes swooping down, setting off gusts of wind.

The wooden flagpoles and weapons ignited by the fireball technique were still burning, making noises from time to time. Kael'thas saw a broken Phoenix King banner standing in front of the position, and he recognized it as the banner issued by Anasterian to the First Ranger Legion.

He stepped out of the position and walked towards the flag, with the Spellbreaker team closely following him.

It wasn't until under the flag that he saw an elf ranger who had been dead for a long time. He held the flagpole firmly in his hand and planted it on the ground, while the elf was kneeling beside the flagpole, with two troll spears stuck into his body. , This is his fatal wound.

Kael'thas stretched out slightly trembling hands, and closed the eyes of the dead elf. He looked around again. This place is located in the center of the position, and at the same time it is quite prominent. It should be the focus of the trolls' attack. There are many traces of elves and trolls fighting around, and many elves and trolls still retain the appearance of fighting to the death. .

"Your Highness, it's getting dark, let's go back." Captain Spellbreaker stepped forward and said.

Kael'thas collected himself, and nodded, "Call all the mages here, and bring that Elton here too."

After a while, hundreds of mages gathered here, looking at Kael'thas and Elton Daywalker who were captured by the lawbreakers.

"Your Highness, what are you going to do?" Elton was a little nervous.

"All of you have seen it clearly!" Kael'thas ignored him, but said loudly, "This Phoenix King flag is the flag that the First Ranger Legion desperately guards. The land under your feet is what the Rangers want at any cost Guarded land! I don't expect you to be fearless and desperate like rangers, but I want to use the life of Elton Daywalker to remind you!"

After speaking, he signaled the lawbreaker to bring Elton Daywalker to him, and knelt down under the flag. At this moment, Elton began to panic: "Your Highness, you can't kill me! I am a magister, Nephew of Senator Fenrir, you have no right to..."

"Shut up, Elton! Look at everything in front of you, look at the ruined and displaced elves in the Taquilin, all of this is because you abandoned the Temple of the Sun and made us lose the most important frontline base Consequences! Lawbreaker, do it!"

With the sound of "click", the magic aura on Elton's body was easily destroyed by the lawbreakers. The magic equipment given to Elton by the great magister did not work, and his head fell off in response. I couldn't continue to say what I wanted to say.

All the mages present were silent. They didn't expect that His Royal Highness, who hadn't shown up in Silvermoon City for a long time, would dare to kill someone for the first time leading the army, and the one who killed was a senior magister!

"I warn you, the military order is like a mountain! Whoever dares to escape without an order, Elton Daywalker is his fate!"

"Obey, Your Highness!" the mages said in unison.

At this time, the Second Ranger Legion also rushed to the battlefield, and they quickly took over the entire position.

When the legion leader saw Kael'thas, he immediately trot over to salute and asked if he had any orders.

"Launch the defense according to the predetermined plan, and arrange the mages. I don't want any more rangers to go to the trolls to fight desperately! Also, restrain the corpses of the elves who died in battle and cremate them on the spot. I don't need to teach these Bar!"

The head of the Second Legion nodded, saluted and walked away.

Kael'thas reached out and pulled out the broken Phoenix King flag stuck on the ground, took a last look at the battlefield hidden in the night, then held the flag in one hand and the sword hilt in the other, and left there , The lawbreakers followed closely behind him and returned to Taquilin.