The three continued walking along the city wall.
The walls of Menethil Harbor formed a C-shaped enclosure, with both ends reaching the sea. All in all, the walls stretched quite a distance, with numerous gun towers standing along the curve. These towers were now occupied by elf mages and rangers, with only five or six human artillerymen left in each to operate the cannons. Human soldiers guarded the stretches of wall between the towers, including musketeers, shield infantry, and spearmen.
Yu Lin Bloodhawk paid little attention to the human soldiers along those stretches of wall. Instead, he focused on the gun towers, which he considered the most dangerous places. If an Infernal summoned by the orcs happened to crash into a gun emplacement, everyone there would be done for. And if the orcs stormed the walls, the gun towers would surely be their first targets.
All they had to do was block the stairs below, and everyone in a tower except the mages would be doomed. Only the mages could use Feather Fall to jump down safely. Everyone else, including the rangers and human artillerymen, would die.
"What happens if an Infernal lands on a gun tower, or the orcs storm the walls? Are the people up there just supposed to wait to die?" Yu Lin Bloodhawk asked, looking up at a tower.
"Do you have any ideas?" Sylvanas asked.
"Could we hang some ropes down the sides of the towers facing the city? That would let the soldiers slide down into the city in an emergency. There are arcane mages up there who can sense where the Infernals will land. They should be able to get down the ropes ahead of time and move clear of the danger. Taking the stairs certainly wouldn't be as fast.
"If the orcs