Alleria was very particular about where she chose to clear out the stragglers. Wherever the trouble was, she went.
She had set her sights on the eastern side of the Redridge Mountains at once.
The terrain on the eastern side of the Redridge Mountains was particularly low.
It lay downstream of Lake Everstill and received more abundant irrigation, so naturally, the forest grew especially well.
The crowns of those great trees blotted out the sky, making it difficult for fighter planes and Gryphon Riders alike to provide air support.
But the Ranger force, every member equipped with Flying Battle Armor, gave Alleria considerable confidence.
The Rangers, who could scale walls and traverse rooftops as easily as walking on level ground, were better suited to this complex forest terrain.
With just a light leap, they could jump onto the canopy and shoot the Orc deserters from above.
As for whether the Orc deserters could threaten them, she had never considered the question.
Could those hulking, backwater Warriors really threaten High Elf Rangers?
What, could they fly?
Alleria had never seen an Orc Warlock and did not know what made Warlocks powerful.
That was because Orgrim had killed every last one of the earliest Orc Warlocks.
Although Gul'dan was a Grand Warlock, he usually kept a low profile and rarely attacked.
Besides, his ambitions had been too great. He had gone to plunder the Tomb of Sargeras and soon brought about his own death.
Although Rangers were powerful half-casters, fighting Warlocks still involved many unknowns.
Herad had chosen to accompany the Ranger force the entire way precisely because he was worried about encountering newly arrived Orc Warlocks.
Those vicious fel spells of the Warlocks were extraordinarily lethal!
When the other soldiers saw the Ranger force leave the main road and enter the