A large crowd had gathered at the harbor, yet human soldiers kept streaming toward it. Alleria stood in front of the harbor with a squad of elite elf rangers. When she saw Sylvanas and the others, a smile spread across her face, and she led her bodyguards over to meet them.
"What took you so long? You're the only ones we've been waiting for!" Those were Alleria's first words when she saw Sylvanas.
"It's all my brother-in-law's fault. We ran into a death knight on the way, and he insisted on taking him alive, so we were delayed a little," Sylvanas said.
"..." Beside her, Yu Lin Bloodhawk opened his mouth, then closed it again without a word. He had wanted to say that wasn't what had happened, but after thinking it over, he wisely chose to remain silent.
Alleria glanced at Yu Lin Bloodhawk without saying anything, then told Sylvanas, "Get aboard! We can't hold Menethil City!"
"Have all the defensive lines up front been breached?" Yu Lin Bloodhawk asked in surprise.
"The elf mages at the front wiped out the infernals without sparing any mana, and afterward, they had none left to support the fighting. Meanwhile, the orcs have not only shamans and warlocks, but powerful death knights as well.
Without enough magical support, the Allied Army at Menethil can't hold the line. Besides, individual orcs are formidable fighters, and they have ogre warriors too. Worst of all are the felguards," Alleria said with a frown as she walked. "We haven't had enough time to kill many of them. They're almost impossible to stop with manpower alone."
"Three layers of heavy shields ought to hold them back, shouldn't they? Doesn't Proudmoore have several hundred paladins? Can't even they stop them?" Yu Lin Bloodhawk asked, puzzled.
"Several hundred paladins