"We already have enough human and troll soldiers. There are over six hundred trolls, four hundred humans here, a hundred at the docks, and probably another three or four hundred aboard the thirteen ships. That makes nearly a thousand humans in all. But there are only a little over a hundred of us elves. We can't recruit any more outsiders. Unless we get more High Elf soldiers, they'll be difficult to command. Everything might be fine as long as nothing changes, but if something unexpected happens, there's no telling," Yu Lin Bloodhawk said with a sigh.
He understood the situation perfectly. The Human Kingdom was still relatively stable, but the orcs would soon attack again. This offensive would not be anywhere near as feeble as the last. The previous attack had failed because Stormwind City had been prepared, while the newly arrived orcs were still unfamiliar with the environment and the way wars were fought here. More importantly, the orc clans involved last time had only been scouting the way.
This time would be different. Stormwind City would inevitably fall, and both humans and dwarves would face a grave threat. Under those circumstances, could those human soldiers really remain at ease in the Hinterlands, guarding his city while their homeland faced destruction? Even if only half of them left, relying too heavily on human soldiers to defend both locations would leave him facing an even greater crisis. But he could not say any of this aloud. Even if he did, no one would believe him.
"Let's recruit more people from Quel'Thalas!" a Gryphon Rider said, unwilling to give up.
"I'd like to! The question is, can we find anyone? Back when I was still a baron, I said a few words, and most of them left in a rush. If