Sylvanas is an extremely conflicted ranger.
Compared with her slightly mediocre parents, the eldest sister Alleria met all the requirements of Sylvanas as an idol in her teenage years.
Beautiful, powerful, and knowledgeable.
Sylvanas herself didn't realize that the reason for her quarrel with her sister was that Alleria was not an enhanced version of Sylvanas, but Sylvanas was essentially a weakened version of Alleria.
Sylvanas became what she is now because she realized that she could not surpass Alleria on the path she had taken.
In one sentence, Sylvanas is cowardly and reckless.
The Windrunner family is also one of the "founding families" of Quel'Thalas. However, Alleria's ability to become the copper pea that the high elven dignitaries looked at and did not dare to provoke was not just because of her family background.
Aurelia is the kind of intellectual big sister who is cute and sassy, a nightclub public enemy who has more female admirers than male suitors.
The key is to stay strong.
How did Sylvanas get into the position of Ranger General?
Paycheck thieves have their own logic.
By the way, if you are in harmony with Ao, everything can be accomplished.
When facing each other, auspiciousness will protect you.
When it comes to girls, if you can’t see them, you won’t be bothered by them.
Vereesa was born into a Windrunner family and had never lacked material comforts, so she was so eager to be recognized that she didn't notice how perfunctory her second sister's "yes, yes, and no need to poke" was.
Similarly, Sylvanas, who denied that she was chasing her eldest sister's back, did not realize the fatal flaw in her character compared to Alleria.
Alleria is a complete advocate of military victory. In order to achieve strategic and tactical goals, she does not mind sending her men to death.
Because Alleria understands the cruelty of war, no one is special, and she can die if necessary.
But as long as she has a choice, Alleria will definitely give priority to protecting herself.
Life is equal, but the value of life is different.
Sylvanas is different.
Although both sisters gained promotions by fighting trolls, compared to Alleria who participated in the battle to destroy the Amani trolls, Sylvanas' inner battlefield romanticism has not yet been completely eliminated.
Sylvanas, who sent people back to Silvermoon City to seek support, didn't know that Lor'themar had sent a thousand people out of the city to support them, but they were all killed by Sarain. Therefore, Silvermoon City ignored Sylvanas' request for help. Letting the refugees into the city was already the biggest compromise. It was absolutely impossible to send troops to fight in waves.
Therefore, Sylvanas could only arm the people while requesting reinforcements from villages far away from the direction of the undead disaster.
The effect is not good.
The number of enemies is so huge that the personal prowess of the high elves seems like a joke in the face of the undead scourge.
If Lor'themar and Halduron hadn't inquired all the way to find Sylvanas, the ranger general would have been ready to return to Silvermoon City and become a gatekeeper.
"Boss, we can't fight this battle like this, there's a traitor!"
Unlike the furious Halduron, Lor'themar, who blamed the death of a thousand soldiers in non-battles on his own incompetence, didn't know what to say to Sylvanas and could only remain silent.
"I used to look at the battle reports sent by the alliance and just treat them as a collection of jokes. After the actual battle, I realized that Carlos was right. The best way to deal with these undead natural disasters is to fight head-on with large legions and use their absolute combat power advantage To crush.”
Sylvanas stood on the top of the mountain looking south, seeming to be talking to Halduron and Lor'themar, and seemed to be mumbling to herself.
Silvermoon City is in the north, Alsace comes from the south, and half of Eversong Forest has fallen.
Now that the method of increasing the number of undead natural disasters through war has been determined, it becomes a stupid plan to think about retaking the southern occupied area.
"Lor'themar, pass on my order to withdraw all the garrison in the Land of Ghosts to Silvermoon City, quickly."
"As commanded."
"Haduron, take your people and prepare with me. We must block the undead natural disaster at the intersection."
"good."
Sylvanas's decision was recognized by her two subordinates.
Quel'Thalas has never been a populous country. With the Eversong Forest in the south having fallen, if the Undead Scourge is allowed to ravage the north, the high elves will be doomed.
It had only been more than twenty years since the last time Orgrim Doomhammer led the orcs and red dragons to attack, and the population of the high elves had not even recovered to what it was before the second orc war.
Therefore, Sylvanas must ensure the safe evacuation of the northern villages in Yongsong Forest to the greatest extent possible.
At this moment, Lor'themar had just left, and Halduron and Sylvanas were still looking south on the top of the mountain, when Arthas appeared.
About five kilometers away, His Royal Highness the Prince, who was riding his beloved horse Wudi with the words "Invincible" on his face, was surrounded by a small group of Invincible natural disaster elites and was heading towards the intersection that was necessary to enter the north of Yonge Forest.
"It's Alsace!"
Halduron excitedly pulled out his war spear.
After several rounds of hard battles, Halduron has discovered that weapons such as double swords and bayonets are not effective in dealing with undead natural disasters. Silly, dark and thick heavy weapons such as broadswords, spears and war hammers are more reliable.
Sylvanas was also moved.
There were not many guards around Alsace at this time, and there were more than two thousand travelers brought by Halduron hidden in the forest on his side.
If a desperate raid is launched, it is very likely to achieve the result of Alsace's death.
But is it worth it?
Sylvanas thought.
"No, the first priority is to ensure the evacuation of the people. If we all die here, who will defend their lives."
Sylvanas smiled at Halduron and patted him on the shoulder.
"A sneak attack is a dishonorable thing. I will kill the prince of Lordaeron openly on the battlefield."
Saying that she didn't even mean the joke, Sylvanas told Halduron to leave.
What would Alleria do if she were here?
Sylvanas asked herself secretly.
Of course, kill Alsace at all costs!
Even if it cost all the Farstriders, plus Halduron, Sylvanas, and herself.
The eldest sister is such a person.
Behind Sylvanas were the slow and heavy Scourge, and in front of her were the heavy and slow fleeing civilians.
After making a simple yet difficult choice, Sylvanas tilted her lips in a self-deprecating manner.
"After all, I'm not her."
As a result, the only chance to turn the tide of the war passed by the Ranger General.
Compared with the huge number of Scourge, Sylvanas's fighting may have bought a lot of time for the civilians to escape into Silvermoon City.
But she didn't understand that compared to the minions of the Scourge, Arthas was the Lich King's most terrifying weapon.
Behind her was Silvermoon City. Most of the Far Travelers had retreated into the city. The city gates were slowly closing. Sylvanas could not ignore the death of a mother and son at the hands of Arthas.
Sylvanas got in and was killed by Frostmourne's sword. What could she do?
The word "seconds" is not ready.
The exhausted Sylvanas was no match for Arthas, and the ranger general's rage could not melt the ruthlessness of Frostmourne's master.
The heirloom of the Windrunner family, the divine bow Sarados, had been lost in the previous battle. The war bow in Sylvanas's hand could not withstand the sharpness of Frostmourne.
If he failed to save others, he would take advantage of him instead. Arthas had already raised his arm and was about to pierce Sylvanas' chest.
Nothing can be done anymore.
However, the arrows shot from behind Arthas made the prince temporarily give up on killing Sylvanas.
After turning slightly sideways to avoid the first arrow, Alsace immediately noticed the second arrow coming.
Then there was a hail of arrows.
Arthas had no choice but to pull the reins of invincibility, turn around, and use Frostmourne to spray out the biting white frost that could freeze the soul.
"Stupid woman, what are you doing in a daze? The wind is blowing hard!"
Sylvanas, who recovered from her dying state, felt the difference. She was the last person in the rear army. Who was this Quel'dorei woman who wore heavy armor and shot bows and arrows?
"Run! Sylvanas, you stupid [beep]."
"Sora?"
