Chapter 381: High Elf in Despair

Correct! The troll tore the flesh of the elf piece by piece with hook-like fingers, huge palms, and strong arm strength.
Accompanied by endless wailing of despair and pain, the trolls trembled with laughter.
The engraver's gorgeous armor could not withstand the blow of the orc's heavy weapon.
Gorgeous magic can't destroy the enemies used like the tide. The mage ripped apart their magic robes in horror so that they could run faster.
Kael'thas even heard a noble elf mage begging a Chocobo to ask him to bring her, and she was even willing to pay for everything. In the end it was a life of indifferent selfish sneer.
Kael'thas didn't immediately withdraw. He agitated the magic circuit of the whole body and madly threw a fireball at a long distance to the densest place on the battlefield.
As a Master of the Moon, the power of getting up is quite amazing.
The continuous fireballs formed a small fire belt, blocking a considerable portion of the orc's attack.
If in the past, Kael'thas' move was enough to welcome him with applause.
There was no cheering or praise, none of the elves rescued by Kael'thas dared to look up at his prince's palace, and ran down with low hair and feet.
However, when a much larger two-headed ogre magician appeared and fired at Kael'thas with magic no less inferior to Kael'thas' magical power, the situation took a turn for the worse.
This day, for the first time in the hearts of the proud high elves, the myth that the two-headed cannibal magician is invincible.
Faster casting speed, higher element particle density, and more perfect coordination. Fighting against a two-handed cannibal magician, it feels no different to a bomber of the same level with a battle-struck mage squad.
"His Royal Highness! Go!" Starcrafter Kaboniya shared the burden of Kael'thas with her flame magic, and Baron Sagunar, who had rushed back from the front, dragged Kael'thas with his powerful arm.
Kael'thas didn't want to leave, he wanted to be the one after the break.
But everything is over.
His army collapsed like a landslide.
In the distant black land scorched by fire, the mountainous giant's pale stone limbs are scattered all over the place. This elf always looks up at the huge patron saint, and now he is in the center of the battlefield. They It's like falling asleep.
The sleeping mountain giant is no different from a small hill.
Kael'thas knew that it had been sleeping forever.
He recognized the mountain giant. When he was very young, when he was officially announced by his father as Chujun, his father himself had awakened the giant named 'Little'. He still remembered how tender little was, he didn't even want to startle the birds that nested on it. After the elves had removed all the bird's nests, he carried the young man willingly and walked around the edge of the Yongge Forest.
He still remembers, standing on a small body, the young self is incomparable.
He told himself, ‘I ’m going to be the king of this land, and little is my mobile castle! ’At that time, it felt like Xiaoxiao was so powerful and so impossible to beat.
However, now, after being attacked numerous times by the huge and ferocious Goron, with huge paws covered with steel, he finally lost all vitality and breath. Little is no longer a powerful elemental creature, it has returned to the earth The mother's origin has become a pile of ... stones again.
Little Mountain Giant ...
"No" Kael'thas cried.
Obviously behind is the Eastern Temple. The distance of two kilometers is usually a short walk away. But it was such a short distance, all covered with high elves.
On the battlefield, Orgrim rode on a tall war wolf and found Zujin, who was bathing in blood.
"Zulkin! How's it? It feels right to be an orc brother? Hahaha!" Orgrim laughed imposingly.
The blood-soaked Zukin stuck out his long tongue and licked the elf flesh on his fangs, revealing a smirk of great satisfaction: "The taste of revenge is beautiful! My 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 rest the thousands of angry troll souls. "
Orgrim patted Zukin's shoulder: "What are you waiting for! Keep up! Don't complain that the orcs haven't left you a few living elves. Hahaha!"
Looking at Orgrim's back, Zou Jin showed a rare expression of admiration. When he whistled, he called his Raptor mount and strode up.
Prince Kael'thas was almost dead.
Immediately before reaching the magical defense range of the Eastern Temple, he was overtaken by a tribal hero headed by Gujar.
The shattered palm clan chief Cargas Blade Fist, specially transferred by Gul'dan, was used to stab him into a dog.
Cougar took advantage of his two-headed combo, and easily suppressed Kael'thas alone.
Zuluhed, chief of the Dragonmaw Clan, rode one by one to suppress the two astrologists, Caponia and Solanlian.
Kael'thas's Saladrad was beaten by a Fireblade clan saint to find his teeth, and his death was only a matter of time.
Just then, the arrow came!
Secret shadowless wind arrows.
Domineering exposed thunderbolt.
The two arrows, which feel completely different, are obviously only from the hands of two Ranger female elves wearing green cloaks, but it feels like two armies of archers have been transferred. The overwhelming pressure overwhelmed the heroes of the tribe.
An Orc Rider attempted to have a Goron attack the two elves. Who knew that with just a single arrow, the giant Goron's head and the rider's head on his spine were double-headed. The scene of the big, the small and the two heads bursting into rotten watermelons was shocking.
You know, archers are still 300 meters away!
"His Royal Highness! Please evacuate!" That was the voice of Aurelia Windrunner.
Kael'thas was ashamed, took his little friend, and withdrew his tail. Despite leaving a "thank you", he couldn't hide his distress.
That night, the tribe used a huge metal wheel with a height of seven floors as a siege vehicle. It was a bombardment of magic equipment on the temple and forced the battle into hand-to-hand combat. After three hours of fighting, the Eastern Temple line fell.
The day after Kael'thas fled back to Silvermoon, the proud parliamentarians thought that they had finally found a chance to attack the royal family. While accusing Kael'thas of poor command and allowing 20,000 high elves to "kill" to die, he issued a motion to limit royal power and announced the 'high elves' beam' composed of the personal soldiers and high wizards of the great lords of the parliament Will personally kill all invaders in Yongge Forest.
however……
One day later, the news of the destruction of the army of 40,000 elves came.
High elf, in despair! (To be continued.)