Dawn of Lordaeron

You can search "Lordaeron's Dawn Search Novels (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapters!Arthas looked at Sylvanas riding a white chocobo, how strange he looked at him—I wonder why the high elves used this creature as a mount.

"His Royal Highness, don't underestimate the speed of chocobos in the forest. They are more suitable as mounts in the forest than war horses." Sylvanas was keenly aware of Alsace's strange eyes and explained. He checked the two short knives tied to his thighs.

Arthas thought that of course I knew this. It was just that you felt awkward simply watching you ride on a group of soft cute creatures. Although chocobos are actually carnivorous birds of prey, they are not soft cute creatures at all.

Sylvanas was followed by a team of elite Farstrider Rangers, and Arthas also brought his privy knight.

The curious rangers looked at their comrades for a while, and they were considered veterans, but they had never seen such a knight order in Lordaeron.

"His Royal Highness, let's go."

Sylvanas carried her long bow, although the weakness caused by the curse made her a little uncomfortable, but after the initial suppression by Pastor Lilian, she can still play 50% to 60% of her strength.

The two teams immediately set off from the outpost and rushed from here to a Farstrider fortress located inside the Bantinorel barrier.

After they passed on a hill about ten kilometers away from the outpost, the troll scouts watched Arthas and Sylvanas' team, and started to move after them.

Sylvanas rode the landing bird, alert to the surrounding area for 12 minutes, and her pointed ears finely distinguished the various messages brought by the wind.

"Alsace, something is not right." Sylvanas no longer used the honorific name this time, but directly called his name.

"What's the matter, ma'am, what did you hear?"

Arthas had no doubts about Sylvanas' abilities. Although she was cursed and her strength was greatly reduced, her ability to perceive the environment did not decline.

"This section of the road is too quiet. Normally I can hear the sounds of animals from far away, but now they are all gone."

"It looks like we have guessed it right. Let everyone be on guard. We may encounter a surprise attack at any time. Madam, please continue to pay attention to the surrounding situation."

"No problem, leave it to me," Sylvanas leaned on the chocobo, already taking off her longbow and holding it in her hand.

In Sylvanas' perception, the animal-rich forest seemed excessively quiet, and even the predator bobcats were silent—if they were just trolls, they would leave too far without reason.

Even when the elves are marching to the outpost, there is still the low roar of lynx in the forest. These creatures enhanced by the magical energy escaped by Quel'Thalas are not as timid as ordinary animals.

After a few minutes, Sylvanas made a gesture to Alsace, "There is movement, from the lightness of the footsteps, it is a troll scout. There are a lot of them."

"Very well, they took the bait," Alsace replied briefly, "They followed up and explained that they felt confident to kill us people. It is very possible that there will be strong ones among the trolls in the scouts."

"The terrain will become open not far ahead! They should be doing something nearby!"

Sylvanas immediately made a judgment. What the troll wants to do most is to start a hand-to-hand battle with them in the dense forest.

"I see, let us speed up and rush to the open place!"

Arthas flicked the reins, the horse under his hips understood, and the pace accelerated by three points.

The trolls in the woods talked to each other in obscure troll language.

"Pointy ears found us, and they are speeding up to escape!"

"Catch up with them, get the net ready!"

"For Zul'jin!"

When Arthas had seen the woods become sparse, a muffled noise suddenly came from behind. He turned his head and saw that a leaning ranger was thrown directly by a large net thrown by a troll headhunter. Down.

Seeing that he was about to be dragged back into the dense forest, Sylvanas turned her head, drew her bow and shot three arrows blindly. The sound of the arrows entering the flesh came from the forest, and the dragged ranger stopped immediately. .

This capture seemed to be a signal, and dozens of large trapping nets flew out from the woods on both sides, and several knights and rangers were caught in the middle of the net before they could dodge.

"Ready to fight!"

Arthas turned his horse violently, and a hot holy light was ignited on the warhammer. It swept the net that trapped a knight and burned a big hole on it.

The other people who were trapped did not stay idle either. All the Privy Knights were warriors with strange powers. With the sharp outer edges of the arm armor, they just twisted their bodies and broke free from their restraints.

The escaped knights quickly drew out long swords and large shields to protect the rangers-as warriors, protecting their comrades is their profession.

At the moment when the formation of Arthas and others was just set up, countless throwing axes and spears flew out of the forest, raining on the shields of the knights.186 Chinese Network www.186zwxs.com

Arthas snorted coldly, and as soon as the warhammer shook, he blocked all the projectiles coming by.

A troll flew down from the high tree canopy with two battle axes, and slashed towards Sylvanas.

Sylvanas was helping a ranger out of trouble. She held her longbow when she noticed the danger. The sturdy bow staggered the troll's vigorously, and she put the longbow against the troll's neck. Suddenly struck.

The troll who was much taller than her was smashed to the ground by her. Before the troll warrior could relax, the escaped ranger slapped him to the head.

More trolls rushed out of the forest and fought with the Privy Knights and elven rangers.

They are the elite of the elite. Although the attack just now made them lose some initiative, it is difficult for these troll scouts to pose a substantive threat to them, only relying on their own intractable self-healing ability and quantity. They dragged.

A knight lifted a shield to block the troll's spear and bounced it back with his backhand. Sylvanas poked out from behind the knight and took the life of the troll with an arrow.

"Damn! Why is their ranger general not as weak as the witch doctors say?!"

The leader of the troll scout looked at the vigorous Sylvanas. He didn't know why this happened, but the gathered troll scouts weren't the opponent of this group at all. He hurriedly shouted, "Mighty Haraz! We! need your help!"

A gloomy roar came from the dark jungle, and Sylvanas' expression was stagnant, "What kind of beast's sound is this? The roar of a bobcat is not so scary!"

This sudden roar seemed to have a shocking effect on the soul. Many knights and rangers became sluggish after hearing this sound, but the trolls became more vigorous and vigorous. In this way, many of the original advantages were erased.

"This is not a beast..." Arthas raised his hammer to kill the enemy in front of him. "It looks like the troll really wants your life!"

"Oh, I will treat this as your compliment to me."

Arthas glanced at the surrounding terrain and made a decisive decision, "You can't drag on here. When the owner of that voice arrives, our situation will be very dangerous--!"

The prince's voice was not over yet, the rapid black shadow sprang out from the tree canopy, the vague shadow passed through the crowd, and quickly disappeared into the dense forest.

Sylvanas' pupils shrank slightly. What did she see just now?

An elf ranger's throat was gurgling with blood, and she fell to the ground with an incredible face, not even knowing what killed herself.

"Be careful behind!"

Sylvanas turned abruptly amidst Arthas's yelling. At this time, two pupils with green gloomy light were facing her in front of her.

She instinctively wanted to draw a bow to fight back, but in her current physical condition, her speed was much slower than usual, and her hand had just hit the bowstring, and the shining sharp claws were about to touch her throat.

"Ding!"

After a crisp clash, the black figure quickly retreated and sank into the darkness again.

Sylvanas looked at the dark wood warily with a long bow, protected by a barrier surrounded by holy light.

"Madam, you take the troops and go first, I'll hold that guy!"

"What? But!"

"You haven't recovered your strength yet, that guy is too fast! In this kind of woods, once you get close, I can't guarantee that I can save you next time!"

There are very few troll scouts left, no weather, but the shadow alone can slaughter the troops of Arthas and Sylvanas in this wood, so you can't stay here!

If Sylvanas is still alive and not affected by the curse, with her help, Arthas can easily seize the opportunity to fight back.

But the current Windrunner is not much stronger than the other rangers here, and staying here is of no use other than burdening Arthas.

Sylvanas also realized this. She stopped talking nonsense, just glanced at Arthas, and whispered in Salas, "May the Sunwell be with you!"

"Warriors, let's go!" Sylvanas mounted her mount, and quickly evacuated the woods with the ranger troops and knights.

That dark shadow has never come out again in this process, he is like a bobcat, he is not sure about it, and he will not shoot at will.

The warhammer in Arthas's hand knocked the last troll who tried to escape to the ground, and the stench of blood was splashing everywhere.

The prince raised the warhammer, looked at the team going away, ready to concentrate on the dangerous guy in the woods.

"It looks like this invasion, Zul'jin turned out to be behind the scenes...has he already returned to Zuaman?"

Just now when Sombra attacked Sylvanas, he had already clearly seen the guy's appearance-roughly the appearance of a troll, but with a lynx head, hair on his limbs and his hands changed Like sharp claws, it gives people a strange sense of incongruity, like a man-made monster.