Our routine encountah wit’ da Guard on Sunday began at da beach. Seems ta be da blue badges like da sand. Mo ratha dey like da cliffs; gives dem a solid place ta hide der mendahs, an’ a solid position ta buttress aginst. We wuz outnumbahed in da beginnin’ ba aboot one fist o’ troops, but reinforcements quickly trickled in.
We fought dem on da strand as forces were joined, but befo’ long our melee ‘ad formed ranks an’ charged.
As we ‘ave found, da Guard an’ its flunkies maintain gud discipline until joo push dem enuff. As our assault fist hit der lines, da blues backed up towahds da road.
Da momentum o’ da combined Frostwolf, Grim an’ Brigade forces kept dem pushed jus’ righ.
As der lines disintegrated, da Horde push turned da Alliance retreat inta a rout. We drove dem ta da spirit healahs across da rivah from Farson Hold, where dey eventually disentangled demselves from our forces an’ regrouped.
Eagah ta capitalize on our victory, we sent outridahs ta scout der position an’ pursue. As da cries went out dat dey’d reformed at da beach, we mounted up an’ fell upon dem.
Unfortunate-like, da Alliance too often prove ta be like an anvil. Even broken once, dey kin aftah a short retreat become a wall ta da next wave ta fall upon dem. As our soldjas fell an’ da tide turned, we resolved ta not surrendah furtha our victory an’ withdrew ta da Hellscream camp.
Among dose in taday’s patrol, be listed Ambrion, Guduk, Linkali, Arrothien, Julkah, an’ Devalin.
End report,
Wordbearer Leyu’jin
