MTL - Live Streaming: Azeroth-Chapter 30 The ancestral archery method descended from the sky

As the deputy leader of the Ranger Troop, Sylvanas knew better than anyone else how cautious Li Reza was.

Before setting off for Qingfeng Village, Li Resa specially arranged for scouts to investigate in advance and set off with a small team after confirming that there was no danger.

Sarlayan didn't bother to explain too much: "The situation is more complicated. The fact is that Li Reza is in danger."

"You should hand over the command first. I brought two dragon eagles, and I can send you to the ambush site as quickly as possible."

"Tsk!"

Cirvanas smacked her lips habitually, her mother was in danger, and she couldn't care less about asking for more details.

Turning around to look at a male ranger with an ordinary appearance and figure, Cirvanas said decisively: "Lor'themar, this team is temporarily entrusted to you to lead, catch up with the fastest speed!"

The ranger known as Lor'themar solemnly stroked his chest and saluted Sylvanas.

"Yes."

When Sharlayan took Sylvanas with a stern expression on the Dragonhawk, the barrage suddenly broke out inexplicably.

"Grass, sure enough, Ah Qiang also appeared."

"King of tree movement, Aqiangovsky, move out!"

"What the hell, hahaha!"

"Persecution, all persecution!"

"Enough of you guys, does anyone remember Ah Qiang's full name?"

"Lor'themar Aqiang?"

"Charlize Theron?"

"Good guy, I'll be direct, good guy, you guys are just playing Ma Dongmei stem here."

'What are these things...'

Sharlayan couldn't understand the barrage again, so he simply ignored it for the time being.

When Sharlayan and Cirvanas took off on the dragon hawk, the inconspicuous but calm ranger Lor'themar commanded the army to march in an orderly manner, hanging far behind the dragon hawk.

"Damn it! So that burst of flames is where my mother lay down!"

Not long ago, Cirvanas also saw the inexplicably ignited forest fire, but she didn't think about Li Reza's meeting at all, thinking that the troll was doing some weird voodoo ritual again.

When Sarlayan and Cirvanas hurried back to the scene, Li Reza was still as stable as before, but there were some small and innocuous wounds outside the ranger's armor protection.

But the ranger team, which was suppressed by the troll ambush all the way, was not so lucky. There were only 5 people left in the team of more than a dozen people, and each of them was injured.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Before the dragon eagle slowed down and descended, Cirvanas suddenly stood up against the strong wind, hooked the reins with his feet, and shot more than a dozen cold arrows downward one after another with a cold expression.

"what!"

"Enemy attack!"

"Air...uh!"

Although he had just advanced to Legend, and his strength was not as good as that of his eldest sister and mother, but Legend was Legend, and it was a bit overkill to deal with troll miscellaneous soldiers.

None of Cirvanas' arrows missed, each arrow accurately killed a troll ambush.

In order to ensure concealment, the number of ambushes brought by the coalition of trolls and orcs was not much. Cirvanas's wave of clearing the field basically evened the gap between the two sides.

Excluding the two veteran legendary bosses who are still fighting, the total number of people still standing on both sides does not exceed two hands.

Cirvanas quickly locked on to his target, and jumped out of the dragon eagle's back with a pretty face.

In the dense woods, I borrowed strength many times, and when I was still in midair, a flare shot to the ground.

Four figures flashed out from this flare, one of them was Valeera, this little coward was hiding behind the few remaining rangers.

The other three are the three elite sword masters who are hiding their figures and preparing to attack the remaining rangers.

"You all will become my prey!"

At the same time as it landed, Cirvanas' right hand pulled out afterimages, pouring out a large number of arrows in a very short time.

Sarlayan heard from Lailas that this is a ranger's barrage shooting skill, which requires high hand speed and archery skills, and he himself has not been able to master it proficiently.

Barrage shooting does not pursue accuracy, as long as the shooting trajectory is within the enemy's body range, it mainly emphasizes the suppression force.

The three elite sword masters who were flashed by the flares did not dare to relax in the slightest, and swung their sabers to shoot down the incoming feather arrows.

After shooting a whole bucket of arrows in just a few seconds, Cirvanas finally stopped temporarily, and a surviving ranger immediately handed over his quiver.

The strength of the three elite sword masters is uneven. The strongest is the gray-skinned orc whose physique is a circle larger than ordinary orcs. He should be a hybrid of orcs and other races.

"Lantresor Burning Blade, this guy is a descendant of orcs and draenei. Like Sharlayan, he is discriminated against in the clan."

"By the way, why is Lantresor here? Shouldn't he be raising ogres in Outland?"

"That will be many years later, who knows what Lantresor's experience was when he was young."

Lantresor was unscathed under the pressure of Sylvanas' barrage of barrage, only a little out of breath.

Slightly weaker than Lantresor was a female orc, with a few sporadic arrows stuck in non-lethal places such as her shoulders and waist, and her core combat power was not damaged.

The weakest Juggernaut is a young male orc.

He should have just entered the elite field not long ago, and his hands and legs were hit by many arrows.

Although the injury was not fatal, at least he could no longer participate in the battle for a short period of time.

"Another legendary ranger?!"

Lan Tresor spat fiercely: "Damn it, fight her!"

Azuka also grinned his fangs: "Fire Blade, never back down!"

Lantresor shouted viciously to the side: "Ekilson! We need reinforcements!"

Ekilson, whose left arm hadn't recovered, hung far outside the battlefield, and could only create some small whirlwinds to assist the trolls on the battlefield.

"On the way! Believe me, Zul'jin will never sit idly by!"

"Zul'kin..."

Cirvanas sneered and nocked the arrow again: "Even if he came in person, I will make him pay the price in blood!"

Lantresor took the lead in striding towards Cirvanas with his saber in hand: "Go! Power and glory!"

Azuka followed closely behind him, preparing to double-team Cirvanas.

"Blood and Thunder!"

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Before Lantresor's saber hit the target, Cirvanas suddenly disappeared from the spot.

"Stealth?! Impossible! The flare is still burning!"

Azuka, who was one step behind, suddenly changed his face: "Lantresor, up!"

In an instant, he turned on the camouflage and escaped. Before being revealed by the flare, Cirvanas moved swiftly like the wind. He stepped on the trees beside him and jumped into the sky. He aimed his head down at the bewildered Lantresor. .

"Uh~" Sharlayan couldn't help complaining: "This trick... looks familiar."

"Ah... have you ever seen an arrow that falls from the sky?"

"As expected of Cirvanas who has been studying with Li Reza all the year round, this move is really well learned."

"Now Li Reza should be able to survive?"

"Brother, the battle is not over yet, don't stand up and be weird."

Sharlayan took time to check the barrage while watching the battle.

The situation is clearer now, and the combined ambush of the orcs and trolls is on the verge of failure.

At this moment, all the high elves present shook their long ears almost simultaneously, and they heard an unusual movement.

"not good!"

Louise Soma, whose left arm was dripping with blood, was very pale, and looked uneasily towards the direction of the rustling sound in the north of the forest.

"Troll reinforcements are coming."

"Don't panic."

Valeera bandaged the wound on her right shoulder with Salayan's assistance, and pointed at the battlefield between Li Reza and Dar with her chin.

"Without the pressure exerted by the three elite sword masters, the battle between the two legendary powerhouses will soon come to an end."

"That old sword master is almost unable to hold on."