"Fuck! Sylvanas, you did this on purpose, didn't you? Three hundred Wolf Riders? Are you trying to get me killed?" Yu Lin Bloodhawk swore from the archery platform. "My teeth aren't that strong! I'll break them trying to chew through this lot, and there's no sensitivity toothpaste here!"
But how could he have known that Sylvanas hadn't deliberately let these Orcs through? She truly hadn't been able to stop them. He knew nothing of that, though, and assumed she had let them in to give him that supposed opportunity!
Having more than three hundred of them let through at once scared him out of his wits. He mistakenly thought Sylvanas was deliberately making trouble for him, so he let loose a stream of curses. He had 2,400 Rangers, but it mattered what kind of troops those 2,400 were! Sending 2,400 farmers against three hundred elite cavalrymen was like letting wolves into a flock of sheep, wasn't it?
Yu Lin Bloodhawk's strange shouting didn't faze the other Elves at all. They had heard him curse so often lately that even the strangest insults no longer surprised them.
From the archery platform in the inner enclosure, Yu Lin Bloodhawk watched the Orcs Wolf Rider charge toward him, his hands clenched tight. He was still deciding how many to swallow.
The Allied Army's camp had originally been nothing more than a large enclosure made of logs. After the Elves arrived, they had used more logs to divide the interior into smaller sections and fitted them with wooden gates.
First, this separated the quarters of the various troops, preventing clashes between the Elves and humans. Second, it kept any Orcs who broke in from rampaging freely, ensuring their own troops had defensive works to shelter behind.
Yu Lin Bloodhawk's section was at the very