Yu Lin Bloodhawk frowned, his unease deepening.
The human army on the battlefield below was outnumbered by the Orcs, outmatched in magic, and inferior to the Orc Wolf Riders in individual strength. How could they possibly fight a battle like this?
Yet the Lordaeron cavalry commander immediately turned and descended from the wall without a word.
Yu Lin Bloodhawk followed him with his eyes until the cavalry commander mounted his own warhorse.
"Follow me! Ride out!" The Lordaeron cavalry commander issued just two simple, clear commands in a ringing voice.
At his command, all the cavalry in Lordaeron's Inner City urged their warhorses forward. The commander took the lead, charging through the Inner City gates.
Warhorses screamed, and iron hooves rang out.
Nearly two thousand riders of Lordaeron City's Royal Iron Cavalry thundered out of the gates like a torrent of steel. The silver-white plate armor of almost two thousand knights and their horses gleamed beneath the blazing sun, reflecting a dazzling radiance as awe-inspiring as the holy light.
Yu Lin Bloodhawk watched Lordaeron's Royal Iron Cavalry ride out of the Inner City with envy. Only one phrase rose in his mind, something he desperately wished the High Elves could possess as well: a torrent of steel!
Without question, this was a powerful army, an army of iron and blood. Its equipment was superb, and its soldiers were utterly loyal to their king. They deserved His Majesty King Terenas's trust.
Perhaps it had once been an invincible army. Perhaps it had achieved countless glorious victories. But could it win the final victory this time, as it had before? Could it add another glorious page to its military history?
Although Yu Lin Bloodhawk acknowledged from the bottom of his heart that this was a formidable army, and envied His Majesty King