After several encounters and exchanges of blows, the Orcs finally withdrew in defeat. The Orc Chieftain watched from afar as the Elves covered the Wildhammer Dwarves' retreat, then sighed and ordered his troops to rest where they were.
"Chief, aren't we pursuing them?" an Orc beside him asked.
"And what happens after we catch up? We send our people to their deaths?" the Orc Chieftain asked.
He sighed and shook his head. "This terrain puts us at a severe disadvantage when attacking. We'll rest, then move onto the main road. We've already lost our best chance to wipe out these Dwarves."
"We can summon demons to help us fight!" the Orc commander said.
"What kind of demons? Felguards or Infernals?" The Orc Chieftain shook his head. "On terrain like this, they won't be able to do what they're supposed to, either. The only ones that could perform to their full potential are Imps, but..."
The Orc Chieftain gave a bitter smile. "They have too many Mages and archers... the Imps would be killed almost as soon as they advanced. Let them go! Save the Soul Shards for the siege."
The Orcs had abandoned their attack so readily that Alleria was completely caught off guard. They had pursued so closely before, refusing to let go of the Wildhammer Dwarves' migration column, that she had thought rescuing the Dwarves would require a grueling fight.
To be honest, she had already prepared herself to sacrifice a considerable number of her people. Who could have expected the Orcs to withdraw after just a few minor clashes?
Alleria could only send a Gryphon Rider to notify Yu Lin Bloodhawk and tell him to be careful, because she felt the Orcs would very likely move onto the Main Road.
When Yu Lin Bloodhawk received the message,