Chapter 163

The Fall of the Star (Three)

"The whole army attacks - no grass stays!" [..com]

The voice of the Death Knight Arthas was filled with a sound that seemed to come from the underworld, as cold as ice, echoing on the battlefield for a long time.

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"Kill them all and let them serve me and my master!"

Alsace, sitting on the invincible back, narrowed his eyes and looked at the futile resistance of the elves on the other side of the river with interest, as if enjoying and expecting the fear and despair that were about to appear on the elves' faces.

It was like the traces of bullets; it was like the ditches that were cultivated by plowshares. Where the undead army stepped by, the land became charred and desolate. What was worse was still behind. Sylvanas remembered the forest burned by orcs, and knew that nature would eventually regain its life. And this... this was a terrible trace of death, and the evil forces that drove the corpses to move forward also killed the land they passed by.

Poisons, they are like poisons, this is the dirtiest black magic.

This must be blocked

But the archery technique I was proud of was easily resolved by my opponent!

Looking at Arthas' mocking eyes, Sylvanas let out an angry roar from his throat and bent his bow and aimed again. However, Arthas was already running wildly, and the speed of the Death Army was extraordinary, and Sylvanas realized that his terrifying army had begun to attack.

Countless natural disasters of the dead swarmed towards her ranger troops, and her thoughtless neat movement reminded her of a nest of insects. The archers had received instructions to kill the living first, and then use fire-loading arrows to deal with dead people. The first round of volleys killed almost all the cursed believers, and the next round of burning arrows fell into the zombie group. Some of the corpses who were caught in the arrow were dry and flammable, while others were rotten and wet. The damage of the rockets to the undead was still minimal!

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

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A loud bang came from the other side of the river!

With the roar of the explosion, the broken arms and limbs of the undead natural disaster began to scatter, and the explosion traps arranged by the rangers began to show their power! But the absolute advantage of the natural disaster undead in terms of quantity began to reverse the situation. Even though the explosion traps had been spread across the river, even if the rangers' arrow rain still covered the sky, compared with the total strength of the Scourge Legion, this sacrifice was like a drop in the bull...

More and more walking dead zombies rushed to the not-so-wide bridge deck on the River Alanelda. The rotten bodies were like crowded canned sardines. Some unlucky guys were squeezed under the bridge by their "companions" and taken away by the surging river water...

But the undead's natural disaster was not aware of it, and it still launched a brainless charge against the high elves on the other side of the river. Unconsciously, the long wooden bridge was full of ugly, evil, disgusting walking dead.

Suddenly, "Her Majesty" turned around and whispered to the rangers who were still attacking fire: "Retreat! Everyone retreated to the second line of defense!"

After receiving the commander's order, the ranger's troops shot the sharp arrows in their hands towards the enemy on the other side of the river, and almost instantly turned around and drilled into the dense woodland behind them, quickly running towards the already built defense line. There were traps they set, bunkers they set up temporarily, and more than a thousand brave and fearless soldiers...

"Her Majesty the Queen" and eager to retreat, staring at the proud and playful figure across the river. Sylvanas Wind Walker suddenly smiled evilly and said loudly to Alsace, who was sitting on the horse's back:

"Send you a gift for a meeting, butcher!"

"Her Majesty the Queen" found a crystal from her backpack around her waist, and the next thing was simple - Sylvanas raised his hand and penetrated the arson device that was completely unscrupulous but was quite effective on the ground.

The next second, as the crystal was shattering, a loud bang soared into the sky! The only wooden bridge on the Aidallen River instantly turned into a huge fireball. The undead natural disasters crowded on the bridge deck were either swallowed by flames or thrown away by the explosion of air waves, or fell into meat sauce, or swept away by the surging river water...

This time, hundreds of walking dead were gone. The most important thing was that the only path connecting the banks of the Aidallen River was completely destroyed!

The Ellenda River divides the Yongge Forest and the Ghost Land into two, and the progress of the undead natural disaster was temporarily blocked!

"Her Majesty" and the Rangers have bought valuable time for the retreating team!

While the bridge exploded, "Her Majesty the Queen" turned around and fled backwards. The woods welcomed her, bent down the golden branches and silver leaves to hide the whereabouts of the Ranger Lord. Before she escaped far enough, she heard the noise coming from behind, and couldn't help but grin and laugh happily.

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Looking at the figure of Sylvanas Wind Walker hiding in the bushes, and looking at the army of dead people who were wandering in front of the surging river, the Death Knight Alsace's eyes gradually became cold and said with frosty words, and the cold and ice-like voice seemed to have a strong smell of blood.

"This ranger is starting to get bored of me."

Arthas no longer pretended to be humorous, his gray eyes shone. His armoured hand tightly held the rune sword that was whistling and was about to drink blood.

"You are wasting your time, woman! What should I come, I can't escape!"

"But I admit, it's so interesting to watch you run away..."

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After blowing up the only bridge on the road, the pointed-eared elves who were blocking the road had already fled far away in the jungle across the river. At this moment, the Death Knight no longer looked relaxed at the beginning.

Arthas rode on the "Invincible" body, gently stroked Frost's sadness, thinking a ridiculous question in his heart: How could such a weak race dare to resist his army - an army that had died once and was even more difficult to completely kill!

Now the proud prince is already covered in frost and angry-those elves who are ignorant of life and death dare to challenge him!

Death will come to this kingdom completely, and those clowns who dare to offend his majesty must die!

The Ranger General did waste Alsace's precious time with the cleverness of breaking the bridge. The river spanned the entire Quel'thalas and stretched to the hills to the east. However, for his machines, the mountains were as difficult as rivers.

However, although it took some time, the undead natural disaster finally crossed the surging Eldaron River.

As the Death Knight was thinking about the solution, an indescribable tingling sensation rose deep in his mind. The Lich King made the latest order to him through the sorrow of frost in his hand, and also made it for him...

He suppressed this strange feeling in pain and ordered his loyal and reliable soldiers to build a bridge himself - a bridge made of them with rotten **!

Hundreds of undead soldiers jumped down the river without hesitation and sank into the water. With the help of dozens of large bodies of hatred and heavy bodies, they built up layers after layer with countless corpses until a flesh-and-blooded path appeared in front of them, until the meat grinders, catapults and stone throwers could barely pass by.

Naturally, in this way, the corpses of the undead were damaged too seriously and could not be used. So Arthas "kindly" gave them real death. But will the natural disasters of the undead lack troops? Joke! And in this way, their corpses will also pollute the water flow and become another deadly weapon of the natural disasters!

Of course, Death Knight Alsace can easily cross the river!

Gently knocked the whip on the buttocks of the skeleton war horse. "Invincible" wine jumped into the river without hesitation. Almost instantly, a frost path formed under the feet of "Invincible", and the surging river water seemed to be cut off. Arthas suddenly recalled that in the middle of winter that year, the horse was also absolutely obeyed the will of his master. When he jumped into the air, he slipped on the frozen rock. In order to end the pain of his love horse, his fashionable and young self personally sent "Invincible" to the road...

Unexpectedly, it came like a tide, which made Arthas feel guilty and unable to breathe for a moment.

However, this feeling comes and goes quickly.

Everything has changed a lot now. He is no longer the child who is emotionally broken, ashamed and blamed himself, sobbing in the snow, raising his sword to stab his best friend's heart! Invincible is no longer just a vulnerable living creature. They are now stronger, more powerful, and more unstoppable!

Invincible will live forever, without knowing hunger, pain and fatigue, and serve his master faithfully as always. And Arthas, he will do everything he wants, no longer have to face the silent denial of his father, no longer listen to Uther's stereotyped reprimand, no longer see Jaina's half-believing eyes, and see her familiar frown-Gianna...

Arthas shook his head suddenly and shook his guilt for the beautiful figure - Jaina had the opportunity to accompany him! But she refused, even though she had vowed that she would never do this.

He didn't owe her anything!

Now he only followed the orders of the Lich King... The Death Knight Arthas calmed down again. He smiled and patted the rugged and abrupt vertebra of the undead war horse, while the "Invincible" swayed his skull as an answer.

There is no doubt that it was the beautiful and resolute Ranger General who made him uneasy, and even at that moment doubted his own choice and the correctness of his current behavior. He once would challenge any enemy without fear to protect his kingdom and his people!

But now all this is over!

Now I have no way out... I have already paid too much...

Invincible had already stepped on the ice and boarded the other side. The meat grinder was rumbled by the flesh-and-blooded bridge, and the overwhelming undead were catching up with their masters.

The Death Knight held the Frost sadness again, as if this could make his restless heart firm again! Looking back at the distant land, Alsace murmured to himself:

"Quel Thalas...be prepared to bear my anger!"

"The undead natural disaster is unstoppable! The Scourge will bring you death!"

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Among the dense forests of Yongge, the second line of defense built by the high elves.

"Enter the defense line! Get ready for battle!"

Sylvanas ordered loudly, her voice clear and powerful.

"The Eldaren River cannot stop the natural disaster of the undead! We must resist here and buy time for our compatriots!"

"For Quel'thalas! For the glory of the well of the sun!"

Thousands of high elves warriors shouted in unison and responded loudly! They were soldiers defending their homes, no matter how powerful, terrifying, or unshakable the enemy was...

They will all - fight to the death!

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Chapter completed!