The Dharma God Of All Realms Begins With Harry Potter

Seeing his last strength, the death knights' assault was completely blocked, and even showed a tendency to collapse under the siege of the paladins. Rivendell made a prompt decision and issued the order to retreat.

He deeply understands the shortcomings of the Scourge Legion, that is, the high-end power is still insufficient. This is why Arthas is eager to resurrect Kel'Thuzad. As a former member of the Kirin Tor Council of Dalaran and a great necromantic magician, Kel'Thuzad is really important to the Scourge of the Undead. Arthas can certainly resurrect some death knights, but if the Scourge wants to have a stable source of high-end power, it still needs the power of Kel'Thuzad and more lichs. In the magical world, magicians have always been The most important researcher and producer, this is no exception even among the undead.

As of now, most of the high-end forces in the Scourge Legion have been taken away by Alsace. The three men under him are not enough to compete with the high elves with the Paladin reinforcements. At the moment "Three Nine Three" "How long will it take if you don't leave?"

The death knights who heard the order executed it very decisively, without a trace of the honor and persistence of being a knight. They all made feints, turned around and ran away, without any hesitation at all.

"Don't even think about escaping, evil spirit! Feel the judgment of the Holy Light!"

Seeing that her opponent was about to escape, Liadrin flew into a rage, and the [Hammer of Wrath] came out of her hand, hitting Rivendell directly in the back of the head, but the cunning death knight summoned a skeleton shield to block the Hammer of Light, and then Driving the skeleton army horse farther and farther.

The other death knights followed suit and escaped back to their formation by relying on the mobility of their horses, leaving only a pile of corpses behind.

Immediately afterwards, as if controlled by the program, all the undead on the battlefield changed their course of action.

The Frost Dragon in the sky suddenly flicked its tail, driving away the nearby magicians, and then immediately flew away into the distance. The gargoyles followed it, seemingly completely abandoning their comrades on the ground.

On the battlefield on the ground, lichs, undead magicians, spider demons, and most of the undead that were not involved in the battle also turned around and retreated with the death knights. And those ordinary undead, skeleton warriors, ghouls and abominations who are fighting on the front line, in turn, pounce on their opponents even more crazily, as if they want to die with them - often at the cost of their own lives. .

They are just cannon fodder to cover the retreat of other undead.

In terms of arranging cannon fodder, the undead have an unimaginable advantage over other armies. Their commanders do not have to consider the will of others when arranging these machines without self-will to die, because the undead have only one will, that of witches. The will of the demon king.

The high elves have never encountered such a decisive opponent in the past, and they were in a hurry when faced with the madness of the cannon fodder troops. When they reacted, the large force of the Scourge Legion had successfully withdrawn from the battlefield.

"Are you going to arrange for a pursuit, sir?"

Lor'themar stepped forward and asked Hillvanas as he looked at the undead who escaped into the forest.

"No, forget it, don't chase them." The Ranger General shook his head, "These undead are more prepared than I thought. They seem to have been prepared to fail a long time ago, and...their... Leader, that fallen prince is the key to everything. And he didn’t stay with the Scourge just now, so there must be a big problem."

"The fallen prince?" Lor'themar was puzzled.

But Hillvanas did not explain, just shook his head: "I will find a solution for the prince's matter. Your task now is to gather the team, clean the battlefield, and reorganize the city defense. The people of Silver Moon City also need to be comforted. Time is very tight. , the task is very heavy, you need to get busy."

"Yes, sir!"

The ranger captain gave a military salute and then left in a hurry.

Hillvanas was right to be worried, because while the elves were busy clearing the battlefield, collecting and burning every corpse, mourning the death of their compatriots and the catastrophe of the kingdom...

"Boom

A sound of huge amounts of explosions came through the air. The sound was so distant and earth-shattering, as if an entire Warehouse's goblin gunpowder exploded at the same time.

Everyone instinctively looked up to the sky, trying to find the source of the sound.

Ye Ting turned around and found that the explosion came from behind them, and the place where it exploded was...

"It's the Sunwell."

Hillvanas confirmed his suspicion with a trembling voice.

The explosion not only brought huge amounts of sound, but also brought a dazzling light, turning the entire night into daylight in a short time. After more than ten seconds, the light slowly dissipated.

This violent explosion means that the defense of the Sunwell has been destroyed. It is obvious that the Elf King has led a group of troops to support the Sunwell. Now that the sunwell explodes, it naturally means that the Elf King has failed, and the price of failure is naturally...

Ye Ting turned his head. General Ranger had closed his eyes in despair. He could see a trace of tears streaking in the corner of his eyes.

The originally strong female general seemed to have turned into a weak woman in need of comfort at this moment.

According to common sense, when encountering this kind of situation, Ye Ting would usually give the girl enough time to grieve, and even give her a shoulder to lean on, but he didn't do that.

He turned to Hillvanas, grabbed her shoulders, and forced her to look at him.

What he saw was a pair of eyes that had lost their sparkle.

"Hillvanas!"

"..."

"Hillvanas, listen to me. I know that the death of the king makes you very sad, but you have to understand that there is more than just a king in this country! Now that the defense of Quel'Danas has been breached, the top priority is that we must immediately Go to the Sunwell before everything gets worse!"

As if being touched by Ye Ting's words, General Ranger's expression finally became vivid as he was immersed in shock and sadness.

"...Yes, you are right. There are not only Sunstriders in Quel'Thalas, but also many more people. They must not be allowed to threaten the Sunwell!"

She broke free from Ye Ting's hands and grabbed the man's wrist: "Follow me, I know where the Dragon Eagle shed is in Silver Moon City. Let's ride the Dragon Eagle to Quel'Danas.

But the man shook his head.

"It doesn't have to be so troublesome. My magic will take you there faster. But before that, we need to find a few reliable helpers. Arthas alone cannot reach Quel'Danas."

"You're right, then, who should we go with?"

"If my sister and Lord Lev are going to support the Sunwell, they must not leave me behind."

At the moment, a familiar voice interrupted her thoughts.

Hillvanas turned around and saw an elf girl with a face similar to hers rushing toward her, and was caught off guard and hugged.

"Little Moon!"

"Sister 3.0! It's great to have you back." Being hugged by her sister, Vereesa first cried with joy, and then angrily hammered her chest. "Do you know how sad I am when the news of your disappearance came? ?”

"Feel sorry……………"

"Why do you want me to leave first and stay alone? Do you know how painful my sister feels when she realizes that she left her sister to death with her own hands?"

"I'm sorry, Little Moon...but you are the sister I want to protect!"

"But I'm not just your sister, I'm an adult! I'm a warrior, a ranger, and I can fight alongside you!"

"Sorry, Little Moon, my sister did something wrong..."

Looking at the two sisters hugging each other and talking to each other, Ye Ting shook his head helplessly.

In the end, he has to do my job alone.

Well, let’s start with Liadrin, an old acquaintance. .