The Elves did not set out until a little after ten that night. According to the Owl Rangers' scouting reports, the thousand-odd Orc Infantry had moved very slowly since entering the jungle, hampered by thick undergrowth and the Goblin Bombs and Gnome Land Mines the Elves had planted along the way. Even now, the Orcs had not covered half the distance, so the Elves would still have to travel some way before encountering them.
Both Alleria and Sylvanas went along. This time, the Elves were determined to wage guerrilla warfare against the Orcs in the jungle and give those arrogant brutes a taste of the Rangers' deadliest attacks.
Jungle warfare was the Rangers' domain! They could not beat the Orcs on the plains, but if they still ended up being chased down and hacked apart in the jungle, they might as well all kill themselves! An utterly useless army had no reason to exist.
Yu Lin Bloodhawk, the Bloodhawk Burning Legion, and the Mage Corps stayed behind. Only the Frostwolf Rangers, Brown Wolf Rangers, and Raptor Rangers went out. If more than three thousand of them could not wipe out a thousand-odd Orc Infantry using their strongest tactics on the terrain most favorable to them, it would be an utter disgrace.
The Gryphon Riders did not set out either. For one thing, they had been thoroughly exhausted over the past few days. For another, fighting in a jungle at night really did not suit them.
The valiant City Lord very much wanted to fight and was perfectly willing to fight, but he did not go! Apparently, this was what he had said at the time: "I very, very much want to fight, and I'm very, very willing to fight, but I can't go. I have to stay behind and hold