But this time, the High Elves did not merely want to drive the centaurs back. They wanted to slaughter them all or completely destroy their ability to fight again, sparing themselves the endless nuisance of being intercepted by these centaurs seeking revenge farther down the road.
To achieve that objective, they needed to be fast enough to catch the fleeing centaurs. Clearly, the two-legged Rangers of Yu Lin Bloodhawk's City Lord's Household Guard could not outrun the four-legged fugitives.
Only Sylvanas's Frostwolf Clan Regiment and the three hundred or so Gryphon Riders flying overhead could catch the routed centaurs. In the end, they had no choice but to make Yu Lin Bloodhawk's City Lord's Household Guard and Sorens's Mage Corps the main force for the frontal breakthrough. Everyone knew that using the Household Guard as the tip of the blade would inevitably bring considerable losses, but the demands of the operation after the breakthrough left them no choice but to make that necessary sacrifice. Whether it would be worthwhile depended on what the Frostwolf Clan Regiment achieved.
"It's about time! Let's head up front too!" Sylvanas suddenly smiled, spurring her mount toward the battlefield ahead with her two subordinates.
Yu Lin Bloodhawk vigorously shook out his aching right hand. Even with his stamina, drawing and firing his bow nonstop at such speed was enormously draining. Running out of magic power was not a concern; few centaurs warranted gathering a large amount of magic power for an Explosive Shot. But for a Ranger, physical attacks with a bow and arrows were the primary means of fighting, and that was exhausting work.
"Fuck, finally a breather. I nearly pulled my damn arm off!" Yu Lin Bloodhawk exclaimed as he shook out his hand. In all his time on Azeroth, this was the