"If over a thousand Orcs reached the front lines, they could indeed put more pressure on us." Tyrande calculated in her mind. "It would be nice if we could kill off some of them along the way."
Deren raised a hand to tell her not to rush. "Once they reach Theramore, they'll most likely take a ship directly to Ratchet, then travel overland to Orgrimmar. It'll be a little slower, but safer, and they can resupply from the Goblins."
"So? There's nothing we can do!" Tyrande raised an eyebrow.
"If they travel by land, there's no way to ambush them midway. After all, there are over a thousand elite warriors. But if they go to Ratchet, they'll have to cross a stretch of sea. Isn't that Queen Azshara's specialty? The Naga of Nazjatar have nothing to do anyway. Why not send some out to stir up trouble?" Deren had planned it all long ago.
Tyrande asked curiously, "The Naga... that's true. They run rampant at sea, and raiding ships is one of their specialties."
"Idiot," Deren muttered. Jaina behind him could not help laughing when she heard it.
The female mage said, "What era are we in now? If you still make the Naga board ships from the surface to attack Orcs, wouldn't that be asking for death? Even if you don't care, Azshara would be heartbroken. Besides, once the Naga leave the water, their combat strength drops sharply. Against elite Orc soldiers, they'd probably suffer badly and kill only a few Orcs. That would be a terrible loss."
"Uh..." The High Priestess was left speechless by the pair and could not think of a better solution for the moment. For a long time, the Naga's way of fighting had been to board ships and launch surprise attacks on targets