That was true. The Burning Legion had no real battle tactics, nor did it need any. Most of the time, Archimonde and Kil'jaeden did not even need to take the field; Mannoroth could lead the troops out and crush everything in his path. How could a situation resembling guerrilla warfare ever arise?
"Besides, there are forests everywhere here. How did the Burning Legion fight the Kaldorei in ancient times? Even when powerful fighters like Archimonde and Mannoroth were held up by Malorne, the Bear Brothers, and Agamaggan, the Burning Legion would still burn the forests and ancient trees with all sorts of fel fire and hellfire, and hurl one Infernal after another at the enemy." Verlin found it very strange. The fighting here simply did not match the demons' behavior.
Fel was not something just anyone could withstand. Even Sargeras had his original Titan appearance altered by it. And contaminating other worlds with fel could both strengthen oneself and weaken one's opponents. In that respect, the demons were all experts.
Hearing this, Grand Warlock Keli'dan and Lady Hui Li Sandgull, leader of the Dark Curse Burning Legion, strolled over.
"I find it strange too," Grand Warlock Keli'dan interjected. "These small fry aren't worth my lifting a finger. Are all the demons in this world so weak?"
Keli'dan's confidence came from his formidable strength. As the instructor of all the Infernal Wardens and Infernal Channelers, he had the ability to back it up. Under his control, even Magtheridon could only obediently serve as a blood-producing machine.
"We've been building our camp here all this time, and the surroundings are so peaceful that it doesn't feel like a war at all. Most of the Moon Goddess Sect's troops are leisurely patrolling, too. There isn't the slightest hint of a wartime atmosphere. Look