Without the Elven Expeditionary Burning Legion's ranged support, the Allied Army's main force was pinned down, unable to lift its head. The contingents from every nation sent home requests for reinforcements. Even with mobile support from the expedition's several thousand Rangers and nearly a thousand intermediate and High Mages, the Allied Army had struggled. Now that it had lost that ranged support, things were even worse.
Allied Command kept congratulating itself on having demanded that the Elves assign at least half their Mages to the central army. Otherwise, with only Dalaran's great numbers of novice Mages to rely on... Allied Command had no idea what would have become of them.
But the relentless fighting had begun to wear even those Elf Mages down. Despite the increased protection they received, some were still killed by the Orcs, and their numbers steadily dwindled.
Naturally, Allied Command hoped the Elf Kingdom would send another Mage Corps into battle. But would it? Judging by the fierce words of Alleria, the commander of the Elven Expeditionary Burning Legion, the Elves harbored serious doubts and distrust concerning Allied Command's intentions.
If someone could survey the whole situation and understand everything happening across the battlefield, he would certainly have noticed something interesting. The human armies fighting alongside the Allied Army Main Force were locked in savage battles with the Orcs, with blood and flesh flying every day! Meanwhile, the Elven Expeditionary Burning Legion huddled in the valley woods, shooting the breeze with the Orcs across the valley entrance day after day.
At the end of December, the new fleet from the Hinterlands finally reached Zone Five. Yu Lin Bloodhawk could finally put his worries to rest, and he wandered around every day with a broad smile.
He also frequently ventured into the woods to look for all