Quel 'Thalas Border Outpost — if this ruined wall could still be called an outpost.
Today's fifteenth … or maybe sixteenth wave of attack. Who would care? Anyway, those things finally retreated. After paying the price of hundreds of broken corpses, those rotten monsters gave up this breakthrough point. It was not very accurate to say that they gave up. In fact, their retreat was entirely due to the effect of the magic barrier. The special barrier that was activated at the last moment blocked the breath of life coming from the outpost. After losing their biggest target, coupled with the continuous attacks, those undead finally gave up this place.
There were less than ten surviving sentries, and the mages who were responsible for supplying magic to the magic circle were only two trainees who had just left the apprentice stage. This had long reached the bottom line that could support the defense. To be able to persist until now was already a miracle among miracles.
Due to Arthas' destructive invasion, Quel 'Thalas had fallen into a situation where nine out of ten rooms were empty. Even if apprentice-level mages were pulled into the army to make up the numbers, the traveler troops that were pieced together were far from being able to support the defense of the entire border. Before this, the blood elves had already streamlined the organization of the individual sentries, but this could not fundamentally solve the problem. There were originally only about twenty soldiers stationed in this outpost, which was equivalent to less than half of the sentries during the glorious period of Quel' Thalas. Among these twenty soldiers, more than half of them were apprentices who had just received temporary training. In the first battle, these apprentices had already died under the claws of the undead, and the remaining two apprentices were the only hope for whether this outpost could persist or not. If the magic barrier that could temporarily block the breath of life was lost, in just an hour, this outpost would be completely submerged by the tide of undead.
And about a kilometer behind the outpost, a light blue barrier that stretched across the sky was shining with a faint glow. That was the last barrier of the entire Quel 'Thalas Kingdom. It was a fragile protective layer built with the remaining two runestones under Arthas' iron hooves. If this protective layer was extinguished, the entire Quel 'Thalas would be finished.
Compared to the solid magic barrier that once covered the entire Quel 'Thalas, this constantly flickering protective layer due to lack of energy was pitifully fragile.
The existence of this Outpost in front of the defensive barrier and the other Outposts along the defensive line was to stop the Undead Army as much as possible. At the very least, they had to take some of the pressure off the crumbling defensive barrier. Even though it seemed like their efforts were only delaying the inevitable destruction.
"Captain, when will our reinforcements come?"
A young female elf with a pale face came out of the barracks that was already full of scars. Her beautiful green eyes were filled with exhaustion that could not be concealed and fear that had yet to recede. From her attire, it could be seen that she was a rookie mage who was still in the apprentice stage. Continuously supplying magic power to the magic barrier of this small outpost had already exhausted this rookie who did not have a lot of magic power.
The person she was asking about was the captain of the outpost, 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 completely gave up on magic and specialized in close combat, and this captain of the outpost was no exception. From the dark red halo that flowed on the surface of his steel armor, it could be seen that he was a warrior who specialized in low-level fire magic. Only blood elves with long lifespans were qualified to invest a lot of energy in combat training while learning such profound and complicated magic knowledge.
"Very soon. If there are no accidents, Silvermoon City's reinforcements will arrive in a few days. Our current mission is to defend this place and not let the big barrier at the back suffer any more attacks … Torina, go and rest first. Don't participate in the next battle. Conserve your energy to support the magic barrier."
The captain of the outpost, whose face was full of exhaustion, tried to show a relaxed smile as he comforted the rookie mage who was obviously not used to this kind of war. The latter did not seem to notice the trace of determination in the captain's eyes, or perhaps he noticed it but forced himself to ignore it. The elf mage named Torina showed a comforting smile and returned to the barracks.
There were no more reinforcements.
The captain of the outpost was very clear about this. The remaining forces in Silvermoon City that could be mobilized had all been deployed on the outer defense line of the magic barrier, including his own messy and miscellaneous troops. This was the last defense force of Quel 'Thalas. Other than the dozens of archmages who stayed behind on the Tower of Sun's Fury to replenish the magic power of the whole big barrier, the entire Silvermoon City was left with the old, weak, women, and children who had no combat power …
Although he had been using lies to appease the few remaining soldiers, the captain of the outpost knew that everyone had already guessed this. He was using a beautiful lie to deceive them, and they were also forcing themselves to believe this untrustworthy news.
The once powerful and glorious High Elven Kingdom had actually fallen to a situation where it relied on a group of trainee soldiers to delay its destruction. This was a fact that was not mentioned in the so-called "plot" at all.
Of course, in the original "plot", the blood elves did not have the misfortune of encountering the collective rebellion of hundreds of thousands of undead just as they were about to take a breather …
At this moment, waves of oppressive aura suddenly came from afar, causing the captain of the outpost, who was deep in thought, to suddenly become alert.
As far as his eyes could see, there was nothing appearing. There were no rotten limbs suddenly popping out of the charred soil, but the instincts of the elves had always been very accurate. The captain of the outpost, who had long since abandoned his elegant character as a High Elf in such a battle, did not care about the soil and blood all over the ground. He skillfully crouched on the ground and stuck his long ears to the ground.
The next moment, his face became extremely pale.
It was the sound of a large group of people running, and the source of the sound was the rotten soil.
In that direction, the only things that could move were the rotting corpses and skeletons.
The captain of the outpost stood up, and what was reflected in his eyes was the smoke gradually rising from the distant horizon and the gradually enlarging Black Tide.
The tremors of the earth had reached a point where they could faintly feel it. Without the need for the captain of the outpost to warn, the soldiers, who had developed their instincts after a few consecutive days of high-intensity combat, came out of their barracks vigilantly.
"By the Well of the Sun!" Torlina let out a low cry of terror. "We're finished!"
"Why are there so many?!"
Even the calmest of sentinels could not help but let out a cry of shock. The army of the undead in front of them had far exceeded the number of enemies they had encountered in the past few days. Could it be that the hundreds of thousands of undead that had been restless for the past few days were finally going to launch an all-out attack at this moment?
Although he had long expected such an all-out attack to come sooner or later, it was still very difficult for the captain of the outpost to accept this reality when he was faced with it.
"Quick … Quick, prepare the magic barrier …"
"We can't …" Torlina's face was pale. "My and Saray's magic power has already …"
The captain of the outpost subconsciously thought of activating the life-saving magic barrier, but he also knew clearly that even if the barrier was activated, the army of the undead would not be able to sense the breath of life here. So what was the point?
In this torrent of the undead, there was no possibility of survival at all!
Quel 'Thalas is finished — this was the only thought that flashed through the captain's mind.
But at this moment, a ranger with strong observation skills suddenly made a sound of surprise. "Strange, those monsters seem a little strange …"
The ranger's words inexplicably gave the captain of the outpost a glimmer of hope. He once again observed the undead that were constantly approaching from afar, and finally found that the situation of the enemy this time seemed to be not quite the same as before.
It seemed that they were completely not paying attention to the target in front of them that had a rich breath of life. Instead, they were only desperately running forward. There were even some weak little skeletons that were constantly being trampled into pieces by the bodies of the larger monsters. This situation was not so much a scramble to eat, but rather …
Escape?
The captain of the outpost thought of this extremely ridiculous word at this time.
Escape? These undead without intelligence also have the concept of escape? Do they have the feeling of fear? Or rather, do they still have enough brain tissue to think of such a concept as "escape"?
But in the next moment, the captain of the outpost felt that he had guessed correctly.
A dazzling white pillar of light pierced through the gloomy clouds in the distance, falling behind the tide of the undead like a divine punishment. Accompanied by a huge explosion that caused the earth to tremble slightly, a huge white ball of light erupted from the point where the pillar of light landed, and beside the ball of light were pieces of the undead that were thrown high up in the air by the explosion.
After the first pillar of light ended, it was followed by a second, a third …
One after another, shocking explosion after another appeared at the back of the tide of the undead, and spread in this direction far faster than the speed of the undead's escape.
These undead were really escaping!
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