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wedge hilly night(2/2)

Nearly 10 minutes later, wearing the same style of leather armor and cloak as the elf ranger Tyrion, the guards responsible for guarding Zuljin and other Amani troll prisoners rushed out of the forest. The ranger leading them was particularly bright.

Eyes, unlike others, he was wearing red chain armor, a red cloak, carrying a huge phoenix battle bow, and holding a unique sword in his hand.

When he saw Zul'jin pinned to the ground, struggling and getting weaker and weaker, the ranger captain's eyes showed a sense of relaxation, but when he saw the figure standing next to Zul'jin, his eyes filled with anger again.

There was a sense of shame.

"Captain Lor'themar Theron!"

Ranger Tyrion, who should not be in this place, leaned against the tree trunk, wiping his sword with a handkerchief. After wiping away the last trace of blood, he raised his head and looked at the silent red ranger in front of him:

"The Amani troll chieftain who attempted to escape from prison, and Quel'Thalas felon Zul'jin, has been captured!"

The ranger threw a spell stone to his fellow man in red armor, and he said softly without a trace of emotion:

"I am here to take over the Farstrider prisoner of war camp under the orders of the Sun King and the Ranger General! You can leave at any time and return to Quel'Thalas to report to your prince."

The red ranger stood there, squeezing the spell stone in his hand, not knowing what to say. Tyrion strolled forward, and when he passed Lor'themar Theron, he reached out and patted him.

Shoulder, said softly:

"So, dear senior...it seems you have to go back with failure."

"Bang"

The mantra stone in Red Ranger's hand was tightly clenched at this moment, and he even made a low sound, but in the end, he turned around and left without saying a word.

The moment Lor'themar's figure disappeared into the forest, Tyrion stepped forward and stood in front of the Farstrider rangers in front of him. He said in a deep voice:

"I'm Tyrion Dawnblade! You all know me! I guess I don't need to introduce myself anymore!"

"From now on, I am in charge of the prison camp! I brought a magic cage specially made for Zuljin by the wizards of Silvermoon City, and I want to transfer him to this kind of cell as soon as possible!"

"And, what follows, is the first order I issued after assuming the command of the Hillsbrad Prisoner of War Camp!"

"Due to this nasty prison break, the restless prisoners need to be taught a profound lesson! Therefore, I give the order!"
Chapter completed!
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