Azog's guess was not entirely wrong. Of all the people in Wilderness Town capable of fighting, the guards on the walls already accounted for most of them.
What Azog had not anticipated was that, although these guards made up the vast majority, they ranked at the very bottom of Wilderness Town's fighting strength.
After all, besides them, Ymira had a hundred archers armed with elven bows, three Skin-changers, and several dozen mounted archers led by Deshavi.
They were the main force Allen had left behind to defend Wilderness Town.
If the situation became truly dire, Ymira could also muster a militia made up of the elderly, children, and women.
But they had no suitable armor, and many had never received any training. Beyond a weapon, Ymira could provide them with little else.
So unless Wilderness Town faced a matter of life and death, Ymira would not make them confront the enemy.
They could contribute far more elsewhere, rather than becoming meaningless cannon fodder used to wear down the enemy.
At that moment, Ymira stood on the wall above the west gate, keeping a close watch on the Half-orcs' movements.
She had already ordered her subordinates to sound the alarm, and most of the three hundred-odd reserve soldiers were gathering at the western wall.
The three Skin-changers and the hundred-odd archers were also ready for battle.
Klethi and Deshavi had rushed to Ymira's side as soon as the alarm sounded.
On the wall, Ymira watched the approaching Half-orc force, estimating both sides' strength and silently working through how the battle might unfold.
Then her mind settled. This wave of attackers posed little threat to Wilderness Town's current forces.
What concerned her more was the larger half of the Warg Riders whose whereabouts remained unknown. What exactly were they planning?
Then there