Chapter 53: Dynamics of all parties

After Anasteria issued the order, the order was passed on the same day to the First Ranger Corps stationed on the north side of the Allendall River, across the mountain from Qingfeng Village. They immediately arranged all kinds of supplies and quickly went to Takquelin. front.
　　The Tower of Windrunner.
　　 The Krivi Windrunner who received the order also did not dare to neglect. He had already received the news of his adopted son before, and he had accepted a part of the elf civilians who retreated from the jungle.
　　 After ordering Li Leisa Windrunner to become the commander of the Eastern Defense Line of Windrunner, he himself led Alleria and a small group of elite rangers of Windrunner and quickly marched towards Taquilin along the beginning.
　　 also encountered several ambushes by small groups of trolls along the way, but they were all repelled by them, and many trolls were killed.
However, the more they went in the direction of Tacquelin, the more they were shocked: a large number of elven villages hidden in the jungle clearing became ruins, and there were traces of destruction by trolls. However, no elves’ bodies were found, which made They still had a hint of luck in their hearts: what if they were reminded to leave?
They didn't know how extravagant their hope was until they passed through the Moon Temple and rushed to Tacqueline: the whole Tacqueline was in chaos, and there were elves fleeing from the south, and some elves murmured in a daze. Talking to themselves, it seems that they have been greatly stimulated; the other part of the elves are howling and crying, and the moaning of the injured elves becomes more and more noisy.
　　 Crivi Windrunner quickly found the mayor of Tacquelin, and when he learned that there were only these elves who had escaped in the south, his face quickly became gloomy.
　　 "What's wrong, father?" Alleria quickly asked as she watched Crevy Windrunner walk out of the house with a sullen face.
"There are more than 10,000 elven civilians living in the southern forest! Only so many elves have come out now..." Krivi Windrunner strained his face, "We saw so many burnt villages along the way, but I didn't see many corpses, I'm afraid they were all taken away by trolls."
　　 "Then what shall we do?"
　　 "Just now the mayor said that a group of rangers ran out from the Temple of the Sun. Let's go and inquire about the specific situation."
When the Krivi Windrunner and his party found the remaining dozen or so rangers in a tent, they were also stunned by the terrible appearance of these elves: almost none of these elves were intact, and they were not blind. One eye is just a broken hand or leg, and several priests are treating the severely injured ranger in sweat.
　　 After the Krivi Windrunner entered the tent, he looked around and then said: "I am the Krivi Windrunner. Some of you should know me. Who can tell me how the Sun Temple fell?"
These elves were still numb when they heard the words. Only one big elves who looked intact but pale, lifted his head from the bed, panted and said, "My lord, cough cough, I am Hawke, cough cough, Yuan Taiyang Deputy Captain of the Temple Ranger."
"Hawk, you lie down first," Crevy Windrunner walked forward quickly, helping the elf to lie on the camp bed, "You belong to Qingge's family, I know you, what's the matter? Troll How could you capture the Temple of the Sun so quickly? I have also stationed there, the terrain is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and with the help of the wizard, how can hundreds of rangers fall so quickly?"
"My lord, you made a mistake. There are no hundreds of rangers in the Temple of the Sun," Hawke grinned sorrowfully. "We only have two dissatisfied centuries. The first group of trolls to attack us exceeded 1,000 by my sight. People, and trolls are constantly pouring out of the jungle behind!"
　　 "Where is the resident mage? I remember that the Temple of the Sun is stationed with a mage all year round."
"Ha, sir, it seems that you really don't know," Hawke became more grief-stricken. "After the Magister Elton Daywalker gave the order to resist, he sneaked through the portal and ran back to Silvermoon City with several boxes of things. Only the wizards and our group of sub-rangers struggled to resist in the Temple of the Sun.
When we found out that he not only escaped, but also forcibly closed the portal, it was too late. The morale of the whole team plummeted, and the remaining elves chose to break through. We suffered heavy casualties along the way, and the team of less than 200 people only escaped. For us. "
　　 "What about the remaining wizards?"
"I don't know, but I think..." Hawke shook his head. "Before the breakout, they were led by Arcanist Cahill. They gathered everyone's magic and used a large-scale flame storm, opening a breakout for us. And then I never saw them again."
　　Creevy Windrunner was silent, he patted Hawk on the shoulder, told him to rest well, and then walked out of the depressed tent.
　　 Looking at the gentle sunlight, the Crevy Walker felt cold.
　　Sun Temple.
　　 The former gorgeous temple is now dilapidated, the ground is covered with various golden and red flags, and the mud-stained feet of the trolls stepped on it, leaving behind a stained footprint.
　　 "Jilga, are all the scouts scattered?"
"Priest Muriel, according to your request, all the voodoo shooters have taken a small team of warriors to go deep into the jungle to get food. That is, there seems to be a tight line of defense in the northwest after crossing the road. There are already two small groups. There is no news about the troll team in that direction."
　　 "It's okay, we won't be able to expand there yet." Muriel shook his head, "First consolidate the current turf. Did you find the long-eared ranger who has been harassing us?"
　　 "No, the jungle is too big." Gilga shook his head.
　　 "Okay, but it doesn't matter, a small team of rangers can't make a big storm. What about Priest Buck?"
　　 "We are sorting our captives and preparing for sacrifice."
　　 "I see, go down, watch out~EbookFREE.me~ Dragonhawk Gaialai is watching us!"
　　 "For Zu Aman!"
　　 After Gilga left, Muriel also left the house and went to the sacrifice site where Buck was.
　　 There he saw Buck cut off two heads with long ears cruelly, put them on the prepared altar, and prayed to Narorak, the spirit of the wild bear he was worshiping.
　　 Then he walked to the place where the elves were being held. There were not many elves left, only a few injured rangers and two wizards remained. He stood outside the cage and watched for a while, then turned and left.
　　 "Master Cahill, what is that beast thinking?" A female elf quietly asked the elf mage next to Muriel when she saw Muriel leave.
　　 "I don't know," Cahill opened his eyes wide and looked at the two elves who were dead in the distance. "He looks like a priest, probably thinking about how to sacrifice us to their gods."
　　 "...you said we can still live?"
　　 "Although I want to comfort you, I can only say that it is basically impossible." Cahill shook his head and said.
　　 The remaining elves looked pale. After seeing the sacrificed elves, they became more and more afraid. After all, not every elves calmly faced death.
　　 Farstrider Fortress.
　　 "Is there still no news from Taranas?"
　　 "Yes, there seems to be a large group of trolls blocking our reconnaissance in the jungle to the south of us, and the scout team sent out later is blocked back, and there is no way to go deep into the jungle." Adrian replied.
"Believe in Taranas, I think he will hear from him soon, we will stick to the line of defense." Aristophane looked at the sand table and said solemnly, "The Temple of the Sun has fallen, and the war is about to begin. ."