fantasy reincarnation of warcraft

Chapter 33 The High Elf's Backhand (Changed)

The breeze passes through the forest leaves, causing the red maple leaves to rustle, the bobcats are still playing, and the birds are still singing. This is the beautiful Eversong Forest, where peace and tranquility are always the main theme, and the Legion of Alsace has not yet invaded. Here, so they are still ignorant and carefree.

A few people were diving in the forest, they were riding a beautiful colorful walking bird, the two little bird's claws were upside down like a small windmill, but even so, the person on its back was still urging.

"Damn it, damn it!" Sister Xi muttered with a distorted expression, while urging the poor walking bird non-stop.

She never believed that there were traitors in the clan, but the facts were in front of her eyes, she had to believe that the sunwell had been polluted, the arcane energy had become chaotic, the magic shield had disappeared, and now there was nothing that could stop Arthas, Their boundless Scourge Legion will pour in like locusts, and the most terrifying thing is that with the chaos in the Sunwell, the entire magic net is in chaos. They cannot teleport here, cannot communicate with the outside world, and replenish their own magic power. Very difficult.

Now that he has broken away from the alliance again, and even lost the human foreign aid, Cirvanas can't think of anything else that can stop him, that fallen human prince.

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At the same time, from the perspective of Alsace, he was looking at the forest in front of him with nostalgic eyes. His undead army overwhelmingly ran over the forest, leaving only a gloomy road to death.

"I really miss it. I was a child when I first came here." Alsace said, beside him, a dreadlord stood there, looking at everything in front of him with disdainful eyes.

"How fragile mortals are, and Quel'Thalas is only the first step in our conquest. Before long, the whole world will fall under our iron heels and fall into eternal darkness. Now chaos has appeared in the Sunwell. You must Break into Silvermoon City as quickly as possible, and resurrect that useless lich."

At this time, the Dreadlord didn't know that the soul of Kel'Thuzad was watching him coldly.

Alsace suddenly discovered a problem, so he asked suspiciously: "Bannazar, why are you a demon? Where is the dreadlord who is with you?"

Balnazar's face was a bit ugly, but he quickly recovered without leaving a trace: "He is busy with other things, this has nothing to do with you, you just need to do your own thing."

In fact, Deseroc has been scratched all over his body by himself, and now he doesn't know where to hide to heal his wounds. His fel energy battery is not easy to recover, and there is no place in Azeroth that has enough fel energy, so he can only slowly recover from it. Absorb poor energy from the void, of course he can also try to capture arcane energy, and then corrupt the arcane into fel energy, such as the Sunwell is a good choice.

"Don't worry, no one can stop my army of death. Those elves are nothing compared to this force." Alsace said proudly, while driving his beloved horse, Invincible, away.

"Hmph, humble little pawn." Balnazar watched Alsace leave with a sneer, and then disappeared.

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At the same time, in the court of the Sunstriders in Silvermoon City, the members of the council are discussing fiercely. They are all senior nobles of the high elves. The reason is precisely for the king, they want to ensure that the king uses power for personal gain, and the way of checks and balances exists among all things (why do you seem to have heard of it somewhere?), but as time goes by, now this parliament has become some old immortals The organization that the guy defends his own rights, the councilors are all old-fashioned nobles, and no commoner elves have channels to enter here.

"We should quickly establish diplomatic relations with humans and return to the alliance. Without humans as cannon fodder, we cannot defeat those undead." An old man with a beard was roaring. His qualifications were older than King Anasterian, and he belonged to the council. One of the elders.

"Agreed." "Agreed." "That's how it should be."

This proposal makes sense, the high elves always use humans as tools, so almost no one opposes him, as if feeling his own authority, his proud beard is raised: "Then we should take the clansmen to Silvermoon City, relying on the thick We can rely on the accumulated arcane crystals to activate the barrier, but the Stone of the Three Jewels must be properly hidden, and during this time we must purify the Sunwell as soon as possible."

This arcane barrier is the last power of the high elves to resist foreign enemies. It can temporarily break away from the energy supply of the Sunwell and protect Silvermoon City. However, this barrier has a huge disadvantage, that is, the key to open the barrier cannot be released. In the enchantment, and it cannot be discarded at will, because if there is no key, then this arcane enchantment will disappear only after all the arcane energy is consumed. The arcane crystals accumulated by the high elves for thousands of years are unimaginable There are many, but there is also good news, that is, the keys can be divided into three parts, and the door can only be opened by collecting all of them.

"That's right, Eversong Forest is so big, they can't find it even after a few months, and those skeletons must not know the existence of the key." A councilor said.

"Then, we have to catch Darkan! That traitor!" When the old man mentioned Darkan, his beard and hair trembled angrily.

All the elf councilors were very angry, so the proposal passed unanimously.

"Then the final question now is who will stop the undead army and buy time for the returning clansmen outside."

The councilors looked at each other in blank dismay. This proposal was the most dangerous. Judging from Cirvanas' description, the undead had a scale of at least several million. Stopping this army would be life and death. None of us would live enough. So for a while you look at me, I look at you, and finally set your sights on King Anasterian.

Seeing that all the councilors are looking at him, Anasterian is really happy. When enjoying it, they are scrambling to be the first, and when they are fighting for power, they are all fearless. Now whenever there is danger, they will think of me, Anas Tarion stared at them for a moment, then heaved a hard sigh.

He had to take over this important task, and he had to be impassioned. There was no way, who made him the king, and while enjoying the rights, he also had to bear the corresponding obligations.

If possible, he really wanted to put down the crown immediately and quit, but in reality there was no room for him to refuse.

"I'll lead them!" Just as he was about to compromise, a voice of heaven suddenly sounded, and I saw Sister Xi pushing the door and entering. Her demeanor was really heroic, like the goddess of war descending. Seeing that it was Sister Xi, Anasterian couldn't be more excited at once.

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The council was dispersed, and with the issuance of orders, Silvermoon City took action, and everyone was busy preparing for the battle.

At this moment, the two large legions in Silvermoon City have all been mobilized, and the temporary general is Sister Xi who recommended herself.

Since the Windrunner family is a veteran noble family, only sister Xi is the only one left in this generation, otherwise their family would have a seat in the parliament, so it is undisputed that she became a general, not to mention that she herself is also one of the best.

"Did I say you are sick? Are you rushing to take this kind of death-seeking task?" Zhang Li stood behind Sister Xi, looking at her carefully: "You don't want to fight to death directly, so you can keep your promise? ?”

Being told what was going on, Sister Xi's expression didn't change at all.

"Yes, that's it. If you are afraid of death, you can leave here, but don't forget what you said when you bet, if you don't help me resist the undead, I have no obligation to be your slave."

Zhang Li really wanted to give himself a big mouth, he was really stupid to say this, his original intention was just to let the high elves survive more, so he said to help her resist the undead, did not expect that she would seize this loophole. put.

"Leave that question aside, didn't I ask you to organize people to leave here? Why are your people rushing to Silvermoon City? Have you ever thought about what will happen if the city breaks down?"

"This is our problem, don't worry about it." Sister Xi didn't even look at Zhang Li, with a proud face, tsk tsk.

"When will your arrogant temperament be changed? You have to kill all the clansmen to be happy? The Lich King has been planning to attack you for a long time, do you think you really have a chance of winning?" Zhang Li said with a heartbroken voice.

But Sister Xi's face remained unchanged: "It doesn't matter if you can't win! This is our high elf's own business!"

"Do you think the opponent is as simple as the Lich King? Behind them is the Burning Legion. Have you never heard of the Burning Legion? They have the power to destroy the world."

"Shut up! Now you can either follow me or leave. We high elves don't care about the decision-making." After finishing speaking, he ignored him and left directly.

"It's really unreasonable." Zhang Li looked at Sister Xi's back and couldn't help sighing. In the morning, he still looked ashamed of doing something wrong, and when he heard the shield exploded, he immediately turned his face and refused to recognize anyone.

'It must be because I don't want to face the tragic fate of becoming a slave, so I want to get rid of me, hmph, do you think I will be fooled?Sister Xi, you'd better wash it and put it in my bowl. '

Zhang Li thought he had figured it out, so he followed Sister Xi in big strides. Isn't he just helping them stop the undead? Although buying time for those civilians will eventually lead to more deaths, won't he be passive and sabotage? Anyway, you can't say that he didn't work, the final interpretation is in his hands.

If he is a person whose main focus is on the fate of the world of Azeroth, he will definitely go to the parliament to try to persuade the king and members of the parliament to withdraw their orders so as to save more lives, but Zhang Li is not interested in talking nonsense with them. The younger sister is much more valuable than those elf commoners, and now that it is almost confirmed that he has it, why would he give up.

Feeling that Zhang Li followed, sister Xi's eyes flashed a complex look. In her opinion, Zhang Li was a very good man, handsome and powerful, and he was also the leader of some naga and harpies. His superior is a small force who can talk, but he has one of the most unforgivable shortcomings, that is, he is lustful. He obviously already has a wife, and he still loves him everywhere. First, the elf girl (Lorimi), There's another coquettish maid (Resana) who's also interested in the disabled girl (Little Jasmine), and now she's up for grabs.

But in the face of millions of enemies, knowing that he would die, he still wanted to follow her. This is really touching. If a single high elf man values ​​her more than his own life, maybe she has already agreed to be with him But Zhang Li already had a wife, and she, Cirvanas, hadn't fallen to the point where she wanted to compete with others for a man, and besides, he wasn't a high elf at all.

No one knows that her nature is actually a very gentle woman, but because of the pressure of life, she has to become the leader of the Windrunner family and the ranger general, so she has to pretend to be a proud and difficult woman, Otherwise, it will be difficult to control her subordinates. Her fate seems to be doomed. She must marry a purebred high elf nobleman to continue the blood of the Windrunner family. Vereesa can pursue her own happiness, but she can't. It is necessary to support the important task of family reproduction, and she never thought of marrying a short-lived half-elf. As a nobleman, her family blood cannot be tarnished.

Therefore, she would never commit herself to Zhang Li. Even if she was still alive after this battle, she would not really become a slave. After all, verbal bets were not binding.

If Zhang Li knew what she was thinking, he would definitely scoff at her, lifespan?In the world of wizards, the only thing that affects lifespan is energy, which is not as difficult to pray for as in the world of cultivating immortals and the world of martial arts. Immortality is very simple in the world of wizards. The most obvious thing is the group of undead outside. You can say that they are not immortal. "pregnancy"?Therefore, the problem of longevity does not exist at all. As for the non-binding force of verbal promises, Zhang Li said that he does not care at all. If she dares to break the contract, she will use force directly. It doesn't matter if the elves are enemies, who did he care about?What's more, after being washed away by Alsace, the high elves lacked even the power to protect themselves, let alone any threat.

And Sister Xi really misunderstood Zhang Li, those undead are really not in his eyes, unless Alsace's Frostmourne has absorbed enough souls to become a powerful existence at the demigod level, otherwise He can go in a few times by himself. Is your name as a short-legged knight for nothing?It's not uncommon for me to throw you a few blocks, and there's always a hang glider for escape in the storage backpack he got from the highborne with the cheek.

(End of this chapter)