With the war evenly balanced, taking the offensive would force every problem onto the enemy.
Given Southshore's current situation, even Halliwell, who had always favored defense, advocated attacking. That alone showed how foolish it would be to defend passively along an extended front.
Rowan had enjoyed only two peaceful days in Southshore before Number Zero's latest intelligence disrupted the leave of every officer and sailor in the Combined Fleet.
The Zandalari fleet had moved. Its target was the defensive line at Jadefire Town.
Judging by the current intelligence and circumstances, the Warsong Orc army and the Zandalari Troll fleet intended to crush the Lordaeron City Guard outright.
The reports contained no information about the main Warsong Orc force's movements. After all, the soldiers were waiting inside the ships' holds, beyond the sight of Number Zero and the other intelligence operatives. But the Zandalari King's Fleet approaching the waters off Jadefire Town was certainly no empty gesture.
The Combined Fleet was stationed in Southshore's harbor, only a hundred nautical miles away. At full speed, it could reach the battlefield in half a day.
The Zandalari fleet had advanced from the waters off Redemption Island toward Jadefire Town, deliberately exposing its route to the Combined Fleet. It was clearly inviting battle.
Considering the tactics Zuluhed and Zul had employed before, Rowan could not understand it.
Those two old bastards were cunning and treacherous, cautious and meticulous. They would not do something only a reckless brute would attempt.
The thought gave Rowan a headache.
Three copies of the intelligence report were prepared, with copies distributed to Kainings and Halliwell.
Kainings looked tense. He slammed his right fist onto the wooden table and said bitterly, "We should've fucking attacked sooner. The orcs and trolls don't take us seriously at all. Aren't they openly demanding