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Chapter 320 The Defense of Quel'Thalas (Part 2)

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    Quel'Thalas Border Outpost - If this ruin-like ruins can be called an outpost.

    Today¡¯s fifteenth may also be the sixteenth wave of attacks. Who cares?  Anyway, those things finally retreated. After paying hundreds of broken corpses, those rotting monsters gave up on this breakthrough point. It is not very accurate to say that they gave up. In fact, their retreat was entirely due to the effect of the magic barrier: Finally  The special barrier activated at the critical moment blocked the breath of life emanating from the vicinity of the outpost. After losing their biggest target and being constantly attacked, the undead finally gave up on this place.

    There are less than ten surviving sentries, and the mage responsible for supplying magic power to the magic circle has only two trainees who have just left the apprenticeship stage. This has already reached the limit of being able to support the defense. If they can persist until now,  This is already a miracle among miracles.

    Due to Alsace's devastating invasion, Quel'Thalas has fallen into a situation of ten rooms and nine empty houses. Even if apprentice-level mages are recruited into the army to make up the numbers, the assembled Farstrider troops are far from being able to support them.  For the defense of the entire border, before this, the blood elves had streamlined and streamlined the establishment of a single sentry unit, but this could not fundamentally solve the problem. There were originally only more than 20 soldiers stationed in this outpost¡ª  ¡ªEquivalent to less than half of a sentinel force during the glory days of Quel'Thalas, and half of the more than twenty people were apprentices who had just received temporary training. In the first battle, these apprentices  Two-thirds of them died under the claws of the undead, and the only two mage apprentices left are the only hope for this outpost to survive - if it loses the kind of magic that can temporarily block the breath of life,  Magic barrier, in just one hour, this outpost will be completely submerged by the tide of undead.

    About one kilometer behind the outpost, a light blue barrier running across the sky was shining slightly. It was the last barrier of the entire Kingdom of Quel'Thalas, which was under the iron heel of Alsace.  The only two remaining rune stones constructed a fragile protective layer. If this protective barrier was extinguished, the entire Quel'Thalas would be doomed.

    Compared with the substantial magical barrier that once covered the entire Quel'Thalas, this protective shield that was constantly flashing due to lack of energy was pitifully fragile.

    The purpose of this outpost in front of the protective barrier and other outposts on this line of defense is to block the undead army as much as possible, and at least share part of the pressure on the crumbling protective barrier - although it seems like this now.  His efforts are only delaying the destruction that is bound to come.

    "Captain, when will our reinforcements arrive?"

    A pale young female elf came out of the barracks that was already covered with scars. Her beautiful green eyes showed unconcealable fatigue and fear that had not receded. Judging from her clothes, she was still in the trainee stage.  A rookie mage, and the continuous supply of magic power to the magic barrier of this small outpost has exhausted this rookie who has not rich magic reserves.

    The person she asked was the sentry captain who was standing outside the barracks and looking at the rotting land in the distance. He was a tall elf warrior. There were very few blood elves who had completely given up magic and specialized in melee combat. This sentry captain was no exception.  , from the dark red halo wandering on the surface of his steel armor, it can be seen that this is a dual-skilled warrior with a minor in low-level fire magic - only blood elves with long lives have the qualifications to invest a lot of energy in training fighting.  At the same time, he also learned the profound and complex magical knowledge.

    "Soon, if there are no accidents, reinforcements from Silver Moon City will arrive in a few days. Our task now is to hold on here and never let the big barrier at the rear receive more impact Tolina, you go first  Rest, don¡¯t participate in the next battle, and save your energy to support the magic barrier.¡±

    The sentry captain with a tired face tried his best to show a relaxed smile, so as to comfort the rookie mage in front of him who was obviously not yet accustomed to this kind of war. The latter seemed not to notice the trace of determination in the captain's eyes - or maybe he did.  But forcing herself to ignore the desperate look, the elf mage named Tolina showed a relieved smile and returned to the barracks.

    There are no reinforcements.

    Captain Sentinel knows this very well. The remaining mobilizable combat forces in Silvermoon City have all been deployed on the outer defense line of the magic barrier. Including his own chaotic motley team, this is already Quel'Thalas.  As for the final defense force, except for the dozens of archmages who stayed on the Tower of Sunfury to provide magic power for the entire barrier, there were only old, weak, women and children left in the entire Silver Moon City who had no fighting capacity

    Although they have been telling lies to appease the few remaining soldiers, the sentryThe elder knew that everyone had already guessed this. He was deceiving them with a beautiful lie, and they were forcing themselves to believe this uncredible news.

    The once powerful and glorious kingdom of high elves has now been reduced to relying on a group of trainee soldiers to delay its destruction. This fact is not mentioned at all in the so-called "plot".

    Of course, in the original "plot", the blood elves were unlucky enough to encounter a collective riot of hundreds of thousands of undead just when they were about to take a breath

    At this moment, bursts of depressing breath suddenly came from the distance, making the sentry captain who was deep in thought suddenly became alert.

    Nothing appeared wherever he looked, and no rotten limbs popped out of the charred soil. However, the elf's intuition has always been quite accurate, and the sentinel who had already abandoned the elegant character of the high elf in such a battle.  The captain ignored the dirt and blood on the ground and lay down skillfully on the ground, putting his long ears close to the earth.

    The next moment, his face became extremely pale.

    That was the sound made by a large group of people and horses running, and the source of the sound was the rotting wasteland.

    In that direction, the only things that move are rotting corpses and skeletons.

    The sentry captain stood up, and what was reflected in his pupils was the gradually rising smoke and the gradually enlarging black tide on the distant horizon.

    The shaking of the earth has reached a level that is vaguely detectable. Without the captain of the sentry giving a warning, the soldiers who had developed their intuition in these days of high-intensity combat came out of the barracks with vigilance.

    "The sunwell is up!" Torina let out a horrified cry, "We are finished!"

    "Why are there so many!?"

    Even the calmest sentry captain couldn't help but scream out of control. The invisible army of undead in front of them has far exceeded the number of enemies they have encountered in the past few days. Could it be said that in the past few days,  Will the hundreds of thousands of undead who have been ready to move finally launch a general attack at this moment?

    Although it had been expected that such a comprehensive impact would come sooner or later, when it was actually faced, it was still difficult for the captain of the sentry to accept this fact.

    "Hurry prepare the magic barrier"

    "It won't work anymore" Torina's face turned pale, "Sare and I have lost our magic power"

    The captain of the sentry also subconsciously thought of opening the life-saving magic barrier, but he also knew clearly that even if the barrier was opened, the undead army could not sense the breath of life here, so what was the point?

    In this torrent of the dead, there is no chance of survival!

    Quel'Thalas is doomed - this was the only thought that ran through Captain Sentinel's mind.

    But at this moment, a very observant ranger beside him suddenly made a surprised voice: "Weird, those monsters seem a bit strange"

    The ranger¡¯s words gave the sentry captain a glimmer of hope inexplicably. He once again observed the approaching undead in the distance, and finally discovered that the enemy¡¯s situation seemed different this time from the previous attack.

    They seemed not to focus at all on the life-rich target in front of them, but just ran forward desperately. There were even some fragile little skeletons that were trampled to pieces by taller monster corpses. This situation was not so much  It's better to say that they are rushing to have a meal

    Escape?

    This word, which sounded particularly ridiculous at this time, flashed through the sentry captain's mind.

    Escape?  Do these unconscious undead have the concept of escaping?  Do they feel fear?  In other words, do they still have enough brain tissue to generate the concept of "escape"?

    But the next moment, the sentry captain felt that he had guessed correctly.

    A dazzling white light pillar pierced the gloomy clouds in the distance, falling behind the undead tide like a divine punishment. With a huge explosion that made the earth tremble slightly, a huge white light ball erupted from the point where the light pillar landed.  came out, and next to the ball of light were pieces of undead limbs thrown high by the explosion.

    After the first beam of light ended, the second and third beams came next

    Astonishing explosions appeared again and again with increasing frequency behind the undead tide, and spread in this direction far faster than the latter's escape speed.

    Those undead are really running for their lives!  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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