The elves had all climbed onto the archery platforms around them and pulled up the ladders. To reach them, the orcs would first have to chop through the wooden posts supporting the platforms, effectively destroying the entire structure. But would the elves let them hack away as they pleased? Obviously not!
The elves had already begun firing. Their archery was clearly far inferior to that of the elves outside, but there were simply too many of them for the orcs to withstand! More than two thousand elves were using a hundred-odd orcs for target practice. The sheer density of the rain of arrows was spectacular.
With the elves up on the platforms and the ladders removed, they had no need to worry about being attacked. They laughed and joked as they fired at the orcs. Shooting without any mental pressure really did improve their accuracy considerably.
These elite Orc Wolf Riders parried left and right, keeping most of the arrows from hitting them. Their worgs, however, suffered horribly, turning into wolf-shaped hedgehogs.
Shoot the mount before the rider! These ranger recruits had not forgotten their old commander's teachings. Before long, those hedgehogs could no longer stand, and the hundred-odd elite Orc Wolf Riders became infantry.
All the elves' arrowheads were poisoned. The recruits of the elven Bloodhawk Burning Legion lacked the strength to kill the worgs outright with their arrows, but the poison on the arrowheads quickly brought the beasts down.
Never mind worgs-even a dragon probably could not withstand a body full of poisoned arrows! Few of the orcs were in serious trouble, however. The elves' shots were too weak; after piercing their chainmail, the arrows could do little more than scratch their skin. Even with poison helping things along, the toxins did not spread quickly from wounds like