Stormwind Wizard God-Chapter 276: Bridge

Duke is a pure man, and aside from what he learned from that 10TB of *****, he's as pure as a saint... well, in theory.

Having said that, if you want to get some tender love from Windrunner, you must have eaten a stupid movie to make it possible. The combination of wildness and nobility is the biggest sign of the Windrunner family.

If they like someone, they like him; if they hate someone, they hate him. There is no need to hide it. The women of Windrunner's family are so straightforward and pure.

However, after getting a little angry, Sylvanas suddenly realized that she actually had no reason to be angry. It felt like her eldest sister and Duke did have some feelings for each other, but in the final analysis, it seemed that she and Duke were not even lovers.

Besides, it was clear at first glance that Duke didn't mean it.

Besides, Duke was indeed exhausted these days.

The thing that is most in demand in Silvermoon City is mages, and mages are also the most pampered.

Well, the weather is bad today, and everything is not going well. I am not going to serve you anymore. I am going on strike.

The cat next door was calling for sex last night, so I didn't sleep well and I won't do anything today.

It looks like it will be cloudy tomorrow. I'm in a bad mood and won't do anything tomorrow.

Endless years of emptiness have created the unique arrogance of the Silvermoon Council. If a young and promising wizard like Duke were placed among the high elves, wouldn't he be arrogant to death?

But for the alliance and for the safe evacuation of more people, Duke did it without hesitation, without any support.

In Sylvanas's view, Duke was doing ten jobs at once, using his strength and hard work to fill the vacancies left by Alleria and the Rangers.

Duke did this perfectly.

Their relationship is clearly more than friends but less than lovers, so why can the eldest sister and Duke trust and tolerate each other so much?

The eldest sister was willing to spend three months in jail for Duke without any regrets.

In order to prevent his elder sister from losing credibility, Duke took up the entire defense line by himself.

Sylvanas bit her lower lip lightly and suddenly felt a little envious of the vague yet sincere relationship between her elder sister and Duke.

Looking at Duke's bitter face, Sylvanas found that she could no longer get angry.

"Does it hurt?"

"It's okay. At least it wasn't chopped down by the Horde's axe." Duke smiled bitterly.

Sylvanas raised her long golden eyebrows: "I will not apologize. But... I will protect you at all costs until you evacuate safely."

Duke curled his lips: Sylvanas has a really weird temper.

Tonight, as always, Duke was the one who played the time difference to defend. Of course, tonight was a little different. the Horde felt that there had been no progress for so many nights, which seemed a bit bad. So this night, the Horde sent out several squadrons of orcs to conduct a tentative attack.

The orc warriors from these small clans were essentially cannon fodder, so Rend Blackhand didn't care.

A report awakens Rend.

"What!? Some soldiers reported that there was no one on the opposite position, but a group of mages' hands were operating the crossbow?" Rend immediately realized his mistake.

Humans had long been unable to hold on, but in order to allow more people to evacuate, they adopted a strategy of using elite troops to cover the rear.

"Immediately send the clans to attack overnight." Rend shouted out the names of several small clans that he could hardly remember.

A tentative attack with a total force of only 5,000 people was launched.

Although reports came in an hour later that the attacking force had suffered heavy casualties, a more reliable report came in - there were no soldiers at any of the human sniper positions. It was probably one or more mages who were using the Mage's Hand to teleport back and forth at high speed to operate the crossbows and various crossbows.

The current Rend Blackhand was far from the boss-level guy in the future. He was at least a qualified commander. He immediately realized the intention of humans. Since this natural barrier could not be defended, he would withdraw more troops to Stromgarde and carry out layers of defense.

The more human soldiers withdraw now, the more difficult it will be to attack the human capital of Stromgarde in Arathi Highlands.

"All troops mobilized! As soon as day breaks, we will launch a general attack!"

With the urgent call of the trumpet, the Horde began to gather, and the army gathered from the military camps in various areas of the wetlands in the rear to the south bank of the Thandol Bridge like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea. Nearly 100,000 orc laborers were whipped to pile up a large number of large stones for land reclamation, preparing to fill the last section of the long-dried strait at dawn to allow the army to pass.

There was a cold flash in the darkness, and the orcs' long fangs glowed with a bloodthirsty light under the moonlight.

After anxious waiting, the day finally dawned.

Rend waved his hand, and the trumpeter blew a heavy blast.

It urged the orcs to catch the last remaining human group.

Just as Rend expected, almost all the positions were empty. No trained craftsmen were left, and the last batch of craftsmen had evacuated at nightfall last night.

"They've been walking for at least 10 hours. They left behind everything that slowed down their speed." The scout's report made Rend Blackhand's face turn black.

A group of strong craftsmen, who had prepared in advance and were carrying no loads, evacuated in the dark. Even if they were slow, 10 hours would be enough for them to walk 50 kilometers. Who knows, they could reach Stromgarde, which is 100 kilometers away, in three hours.

"Let the wolf cavalry troops cross the Thandol Bridge at full speed and chase! We'll catch as many as we can!"

The wolf riders riding on giant war wolves brandished huge machetes and galloped across the bridge amid the roars of the war wolves. Even though most of the war wolves' huge and sharp claws were retracted into the pads of their feet, the claw tips that were still exposed scratched the hard bridge surface, making a harsh sound.

Thousands of wolf cavalry were about to pass through the position at the northern bridgehead.

At this time, on the battlefield that had been clearly deserted after scouts, all the crossbows and pre-loaded crossbow arrows suddenly started moving.

They are controlled by the hands of wizards that emit soft arcane light.

"Ambush!!" The leading wolf cavalry captain let out a horrified roar.

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The next second, the entire sky was filled with the sharp sound of arrows breaking through the wind.

Who would have thought that there was an ambush on this position that had been scouted by scouts?

Wolf Cavalry is a purely offensive unit with powerful attack power, speed and endurance, but the armor of Wolf Cavalry is still only at the light cavalry level.

Encountering this deliberately planned ambush, a total of 3,000 wolf cavalrymen immediately suffered a devastating disaster.

Countless arrows penetrated the thin leather armor of the wolf riders and shot into the bodies of the wolf riders and the war wolves. However, in the narrow passage and bridge in the middle of the position, there was nowhere to hide. Those arrows seemed to have eyes, accurately shooting into their vital points.