Chapter 383 High Elf in Desperate Situation

right! With hook-like fingers, huge palms and powerful arms, the troll tore off the flesh of the elf piece by piece.

Accompanied by the endless wails of despair and pain, the extremely distorted and hearty laughter of the trolls.

The beautifully carved armor cannot withstand the blow of the orc's heavy weapons.

Gorgeous magic, unable to destroy the enemies who use it like a tide. Terrified, the mages tore off their magic robes so they could run faster.

Kael'thas even heard a noble elf mage begging a chocobo cavalry to let him carry her, and she was even willing to give her everything for it. In the end, in exchange for a lifetime of indifferent and selfish ridicule.

Kael'thas didn't retreat immediately, he agitated the magic circuits in his whole body, and frantically threw super long-distance fireballs to the densest places on the battlefield.

As a Huiyue mage, the power of going crazy is quite amazing.

The continuous fireballs formed a small fire belt, which blocked a considerable part of the orcs' attacks.

If it was in the past, Kael'thas' actions would be enough for him to receive full applause.

There was no cheering, no praise, none of the elves rescued by Kael'thas dared to look up at his highness, and they all lowered their hair and ran wildly.

However, when a larger double-headed ogre mage appeared and used his magic that was not inferior to Kael'thas' magic power to shoot at Kael'thas, the situation took a turn for the worse.

On this day, for the first time, the myth of the invincibility of the two-headed ogre mage was branded in the hearts of the proud high elves.

Faster casting speed, higher element particle density, more perfect coordination. Fighting against a two-handed ogre mage feels no different from fighting against a team of experienced mages of the same level.

"Your Highness! Let's go!" Astrologist Calpurnia shared Kael'thas's burden with her flame magic, and Baron Sagunar, who rushed back from the front line, dragged Kael'thas away desperately with his powerful arms.

Kael'thas didn't want to go, he wanted to be the last one.

But everything is over.

His army disintegrated like an avalanche.

On the black land scorched by the fire in the distance, the pale stone limbs of mountain giants were scattered all over the place. This kind of patron saint with a huge body that the elves look up to at all times is now prostrate in the center of the battlefield. Like falling asleep.

The sleeping mountain giant is no different from a small hill.

Kael'thas knew that it had fallen asleep forever.

He recognized this mountain giant. When he was very young, when he was officially announced as the heir apparent by his father, his father had personally awakened this giant named 'Little'. He still remembered how gentle Tiny was, and it didn't even want to disturb the birds that had nested on it. After the elves moved all the bird's nests, they happily carried the young him around the edge of Eversong Forest.

He still remembers, standing on Xiao Xiao's body, his young self was invincible.

He told himself 'I will be the king of this land, and Tiny is my moving castle! ’, At that time, I felt that Xiaoxiao was so powerful, so impossible to defeat.

However, the current Xiaoxiao, after being attacked countless times by several huge and ferocious Grons with huge steel-covered claws, finally lost all vitality and breath. Xiaoxiao is no longer a powerful elemental creature, and it returns to the earth The source of the mother, back to being a pile of... stones.

Mountain Giant Tiny...

"No—" Kael'thas cried.

Obviously behind is the Eastern Temple, the distance of two kilometers is usually just a short walk. But in such a short distance, it was completely covered with high elves.

On the battlefield, Orgrim rode a tall war wolf and found Zul'jin who was soaked in blood.

"Zu'jin! How's it going!? It's not bad to be the orc's brother, right? Hahaha!" Orgrim laughed boldly.

Zujin, who was soaked in blood, stretched out his long tongue, licked the flesh and blood of the elves on the fangs, and showed a grin of satisfaction: "The taste of revenge is so good! My great chief, but not enough! This is not enough to vent the Amani Empire Six thousand years of resentment! Only the destruction of Silvermoon City and the extinction of the high elves can let the souls of thousands of angry trolls rest in peace."

Orgrim patted Zujin on the shoulder: "Then what are you waiting for! Follow up! If you run slowly, don't complain that the orcs didn't leave you with a few living elves. Hahaha!"

Looking at Orgrim's back, Zujin rarely showed an expression of admiration. He whistled, summoned his velociraptor mount, and strode to catch up.

Prince Kael'thas was so close to being martyred.

Before he was about to reach the magical defense range of the Eastern Temple, he was overtaken by the tribal heroes led by Cho'gall.

Kargath Bladefist, the chieftain of the Shatterpaw clan, who was specially transferred by Gul'dan with the teleportation technique, beat Sagunar like a dog with his crazy and fast slash.

Cho'gall took advantage of his double-headed combo and easily suppressed Kael'thas alone.

Zulushid, the chief of the Dragonmaw clan, suppressed the two astrologists Calpurnia and Solanlian one by one.

Kael'thas' subordinate Saladre was beaten all over the ground by a Blade Master of the Burning Blade clan, and it was only a matter of time before he died in battle.

At this moment, the arrow came!

The mysterious and shadowless gust arrow.

The domineering thunderbolt.

The two arrows with completely different feelings were obviously only made by two ranger female elves wearing green cloaks, but it made people feel as if they had transferred two archer legions. The overwhelming pressure overwhelmed the heroes of the tribe.

An orc rider attempted to have a gronn attack the two elves. Who knew that with just one arrow, the huge Goron's head and the driver's head on the back were both headshot with one arrow. The scene where two heads, one big and one small, exploded into rotten watermelons was shocking.

You know, the archer is still three hundred meters away!

"Your Highness! Please evacuate!" That was the voice of Alleria *Windrunner.

Kael'thas felt ashamed, took his little friend and withdrew with his tail between his legs. Although leaving a "thank you", it can't hide its embarrassment at all.

That night, the tribe used a huge metal wheel with a height of seven floors as a siege vehicle to withstand the bombardment of the magic device on the temple and forcibly pulled the battle into hand-to-hand combat. After three hours of fighting, the Eastern Temple line fell.

On the second day after Kael'thas fled back to Silvermoon City, the triumphant parliament faction thought they had finally found an opportunity to attack the royal family. While accusing Kael'thas of ineffective command and killing 20,000 high elves 'elites' in battle, he issued a motion to limit the royal power and announced the 'pillars of high elves' composed of private soldiers and high-level mages of the great lords in the council Will personally kill all the invaders in Eversong Forest.

However……

One day later, there came the sad news of the destruction of the 40,000 elf army.

The high elves are in a desperate situation!