Outland, Nagrand.
The links between Garadar, Halaa, and Sunspring Watchpost were officially complete, allowing them to attack or defend as needed. Even if the other two routes into Halaa were heavily besieged, the troops inside could withdraw directly along either route as soon as they found themselves outmatched, leaving everyone else powerless to stop them.
"What do you intend to do?" Altruis asked Patrick, looking at the sand table before him. Although Demon Hunters were blind, no one dared casually bully these disabled people. They were a hundred times more agile than ordinary people.
"Simple. Attack the forge camp closest to us directly." Patrick raised an eyebrow and gave a concise answer.
Altruis looked at Patrick as though he were an idiot, as if to say, Is that all you've got?
The Blood Elves familiar with Patrick's ways, along with the Demon Hunter Loramus, thought nothing of it and waited for Patrick to continue.
"Right now, we outnumber those demons. There's no need for any schemes. When the time comes, the three Blue Dragons will attack first, disrupting the demons' deployment from the air. We'll attack from the ground and wipe out that forge camp outright."
"The other forge camp obviously won't sit back and ignore our attack. You Mag'har Orcs will lead Garadar's soldiers in holding the suspension bridge to prevent the demons from striking us from behind. As for us, we'll advance head-on and eliminate them."
Altruis offered a brief reminder. "How do you intend to deal with those Fel Cannons?"
Patrick still remembered the Fel Cannons. Adventurers had ultimately used these immensely powerful cannons to destroy the demons' portal. All they had to do was kill the two demon overseers to obtain the keys to the Fel Cannons, then use the cannons to destroy the portal. "The