So Alleria would rather advance more slowly than spend lives fighting the orcs at close quarters. Relying entirely on ranged firepower might tire the mages more and cost more in ballista bolts and other ammunition, but it was a far safer approach, with far fewer casualties.
As for the money... Alleria no longer cared. Who had told that bastard to keep saying that war was all about money? Hadn't he said that high elf lives ought to be protected by mountains of gold coins? Wasn't he willing to pay, as long as fewer high elves died?
Since that was the case, Alleria had no reason to save him any money. He had made such a fortune from the war that he had practically emptied Lordaeron's treasury. How could she not spend a little of it?
Every nation in the Eastern Kingdoms had suffered terrible losses in this war and paid a tremendous price for this great catastrophe. He alone had devoted himself to profiteering from it, earning money hand over fist.
That alone would have been one thing, but despite his ruthless war profiteering, quite a few nations in the Alliance were still grateful to him. Sometimes Alleria thought that bastard had taken being a crooked merchant much too far. Spending a few more of his gold coins on the war hardly mattered, then. She could simply consider it a contribution to the war from a war profiteer! Otherwise, she would always feel a little guilty.
If Yu Lin Bloodhawk had been there and learned how his future wife was helping him spend his money, who knew what he would have thought? Perhaps he might even have supported her! Surely he wouldn't dare call Alleria a spendthrift wife? Would Yu Lin Bloodhawk dare? Er... probably... probably not.
In truth, Alleria