Dahl, the sword master of the Burning Blade Clan, walked into Orgrim's tent and shouted loudly: "I'm waiting for your order now!"
"good!"
Orgrim, who was wearing black armor, raised his one-handed war hammer with one hand and followed the old sword master striding out of the tent. It was already dusk in the wetland. At the end of the sea in front of him, the magnificent dusk fire clouds shrouded the sky. Look.
When you go up there, the sea and the sky are the same color, like a boiling cauldron, almost boiling.
On the temporary pier in this wetland, hundreds of temporary troop transport ships were lined up on the sea. Although each ship looked so crudely made and weird, it was so dark that it almost enveloped the entire sea.
The fleet still has an unexpected rough beauty.
In fact, the orcs don't need particularly strong warships. The sea between the wetlands and Hillsbrad Hills is very narrow. If they don't encounter an attack, they can reach it in less than 2 hours of sailing.
The hilly coast is more like a beach landing than a fleet expedition.
The orcs themselves are not good at sailing. To build such a huge fleet in just 2 months, this must mean that the orcs have received assistance from other sources.
"Warchief Orgrim, the Steamwheedle Group, and the Trade Prince are... very satisfied with this business transaction!"
A green-skinned dwarf, surrounded by a group of ogres, walked up to Warchief Orgrim. He wore clothes similar to those of a human noble, but was shrunk several times, and also wore a monocle.
Combined with the white teeth, the distorted and exaggerated face, and the philistine eyes, it looks somewhat funny.
This is the indigenous race of Azeroth, goblins. Their origin will be discussed later. In short, the huge fleet in front of the war chief was built with the help of these goblins, and the price was...
"I am also very satisfied with this transaction!"
Orgrim waved his hand, and several orcs drove a carriage full of boxes to the port. These boxes were engraved with the logo of the Royal Treasury of the Kingdom of Stormwind, and they were filled with yellow and orange gold coins and luxury goods.
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"After we leave, I still need you to build another fleet for me that can sail across the ocean!"
The chief looked at the goblin rubbing his hands and said in a deep voice:
"The chart you sold me clearly pointed out another part of this sea and a land with the same area as this continent. When I conquer this continent, that place... will also belong to the orcs!
"
"The Steamwheedle Consortium is at your service wholeheartedly, Warchief Orgrim!"
The goblin said sharply, his eyes shining with yellow-orange light:
"When you return victoriously, you will see a fleet that can rival the Kul Tiras Navy! It belongs to your fleet! But I have to confirm whether the tribe has enough gold to pay the bill..."
"snort!"
Orgrim shook his head for this race of merchants who only had gold coins in their eyes. He had no good impression of these goblins, but at this time he needed to rely on the power of these crazy merchants, so he thought about it and said in a deep voice:
"You can send people to the port of Stormwind City, and the orcs staying there will give you the remaining items in Stormwind City's treasury! That gold cannot be eaten or worn, and it is meaningless to us!"
"But gold is life to goblins! My warchief!"
The goblin businessman imitated the orcs and patted his chest, promising: "The Steamwheedle Consortium is a trustworthy businessman, and we will honor your promise!"
"Then stand down! Mr. Buddy, the next thing is for the soldiers."
The great chief waved his hand, and the greedy goblins left obediently. In front of the great chief, the orc soldiers were quickly boarding the ships. Each ship was filled with fully armed orc soldiers.
"This trip is enough to transport more than 20,000 soldiers! But it's not enough!"
Chief Orgrim led his guards into the strongest battleship. He stood on the bridge, looking at the calm sea in the distance, and said in a deep voice:
"We have to go back and forth at least three times to ensure that all our soldiers are sent to Hillsbrad Hills... Including preparations, this will take two days. It seems that the blitzkrieg cannot be fought."
"But we can at least defeat their vanguard!"
The old swordmaster Dahl. Triple Bloodblade said to his warchief: "The more soldiers the frontline attracts, the greater the success rate of Saurfang and the others' surprise attack from behind!"
"Let's wait until we set foot on the hilly land first..."
Orgrim's eyes were a little evil. He felt the vibrations when hundreds of troop transport ships set sail together. He said softly: "The admiral of Kul Tiras will not let us break through the sea so easily.
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"Bang"
The chief's fist hit the table at hand, and a cold light flashed in his eyes:
"This time, if the incompetent Zuluhid messes up things again, I will take his head!"
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On the wide sea between the wetlands and hills, there is an island with extremely important geographical location. It is like a stone stuck in the center of the sea. It is called Zurred Island. It was occupied by the Alliance Navy half a year ago.
As a strategic location, 70% of the warships sailing in nearby waters will replenish fresh water and food here.
The headquarters of the Alliance's naval commander, King Daelin Proudmoore of Kul Tiras, is also located on this island. In fact, it was from this island that Daelin provided support in the storm half a year ago.
Set out to support Nanhai Town.
At this time, in the naval headquarters on Zulred Island, King Dailin seemed to feel something. He was walking back and forth restlessly in his command hall. The king's eyes were fixed on the table.
On the navigation map, there is a big red X mark in the depths of the wetland.
"What are you hiding there?"
The admiral frowned high. In the past six months, he had received news more than once that the orcs were staying in a port in the wetland on a large scale. It seemed that there was some big move, but every time the ships went to investigate, they would
He was attacked wildly by the orcs, and several times even provoked the orc dragon knights.
So far, Dai Lin only knew that the orcs were making ships there through the investigation of mages, but the number of ships and their combat effectiveness were unknown. This soon became Dai Lin's heartache.
In the recent period, he has even uncharacteristically reduced the frequency of warship reconnaissance and hoarded a large amount of war supplies on Zulred Island.
Dai Lin has already felt it...a sea battle is coming soon!
Facts have proved that Dai Lin is worthy of the title "Admiral". Just when he was restless, the hurried knight Cyrus rushed into the general's command room. He said in a deep voice:
"Your Majesty, the orcs attacked from the sea! It was so dark that they launched a general attack! The target is Hillsbrad Hills!"
"Bang"
"really!"
Dai Lin punched the command table:
"I knew that that bastard Orgrim had lied to us! He was not willing to bite the bones of Stromgarde in the undefeable Arathi Highlands. He planned to insert his sword into our hearts from the very beginning!"
"Sellers, send a message to Marshal Lothar! Let him prepare for war!"
The admiral picked up his blue captain's hat decorated with white fluff from the table and put it on his head.
"Then, the Kul Tiran Navy...attack with me!"
"Bang bang bang"
The sound of salutes sounded in the port, and more than 80 well-equipped warships slowly sailed out of the port. Kul Tiras' elite navy was busy on the deck, moving the shells to the cannons, while the fighting soldiers checked their equipment.
After these human warships, there are more than 20 elven warships from Quel'Thalas. This is the alliance's most elite naval force, and they are all now commanded by King Daelin.
He strode onto the bridge of his flagship, feeling the cool sea breeze at night and the vibration of the hull. He took a deep breath, turned around and asked:
"Drake, where are Waycrest and the others?"
Great Knight Cyrus looked at the battle report in his hand and quickly replied:
"His Royal Highness the Prince's 20 ships are setting off from Nanhai Town. The 24 ships of Knight Waycrest are currently clearing out the orc pirates in the southern sea. We have sent a signal. It will take them about 4 hours of sailing to reach this point.
A sea area.”
"They may not be able to catch up..."
Dai Lin's fingers clenched the railing in front of her. The sun in the distance was setting little by little on the sea. The human fleet was lined up behind him, forming an almost impossible defense line on the sea in a defensive formation to welcome the attack.
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"Before I fall, I will not allow any orc to set foot on human soil!"
Dai Lin had this idea in her heart. After nearly 20 minutes of slow sailing and waiting, under the observation of the fleet navigator's telescope, the dark orc fleet finally appeared on the sea.
"Shua"
A crimson chess piece was waving on the flagship, which meant that the admiral had issued an order to prepare for combat, and the captains of other ships immediately entered combat mode.
Hundreds of artillery have been aimed at the direction of the orc attack. Although the human navy is ready to face all challenges, when the orc fleet really comes into view, even Dai Lin, all
The commander was shocked.
"so much!"
The admiral clenched his fists: "At least 300 ships! Where did these orcs come from so many ships!"
On the sea in front of him, 300 orc ships were stacked on top of each other, densely packed almost all over the sea, like a black tide rolling up on the sea, heading towards the human fleet crazily, like a crazy
Like army ants.
Even though they were several kilometers away, the noise of those orcs seemed to be heard, and some impatient orcs were madly provoking the human fleet with artillery when it was impossible to hit them.
They are like a swarm of black locusts floating on the sea, already full of desire to plunder the land behind the navy.
Seeing the orcs' provocative shelling, the dense water columns splashed by the shells on the sea, the overwhelming ugly momentum, and a touch of anger that refused to admit defeat, flashed in Dai Lin's eyes:
"Fire! They don't know how to fight at sea! Let Admiral Dai Lin teach you!"
"Whether it's 300 ships or 3,000 ships! Send all these greenskins into the sea!"
The admiral's order was transmitted to other ships through semaphores, and five minutes later, the first wave of ultra-long-range artillery attacks began.
"Boom boom boom boom"
In just an instant, the tranquility of the sea under the setting sun was completely shattered by the roaring gunfire. The red-hot shells flew out from the barrel of the gun that was raised to a very high angle, as if they were flying across the sky.
Like a giant eating eagle, it flapped its flaming wings and rushed into the sky, drawing a gorgeous arc. Then with a death-like scream, it fell from the sky and slammed into the sea in front of the orc fleet.
Unlike the orcs who do not have a full-time navy at all, the Kingdom of Kul Tiras has ruled the waters of the Eastern Continent since its founding. When it comes to commanding naval battles, ten Orgrim tied together are no match for Dai Lin.
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"boom"
Among the barrage-like volleys of artillery shells, a dozen or so shells hit the target. Solid shells fell from the sky and hit the orc troop carriers. These crudely built ships could only barely guarantee navigation without water intrusion. For such destruction,
There is absolutely no defense against sexual attacks.
"boom"
A troop transport ship was almost broken in the middle, and hundreds of orc soldiers fell into the water while screaming. In this situation, they were dead...
Tyrion was riding his death horse with an expressionless face. Among the wreckage of the ship at his hand was a cannonball that was frozen and failed to explode. The wails of death were filled around him. He and his followers continued to fight.
A way to stand out from the crowd, standing on the undulating sea.
He is becoming more and more skilled in the use of death energy. He freezes the seawater under his feet into ice to ensure that he does not fall into the water. This is almost the most basic operation.
"Save me! Save me!"
An orc clutched the leg bone of Tyrion's death horse, trying to ensure that he would not drown in this way, but the death knight didn't even look at him and steered the horse towards another ship.
In the past, the orc holding the horse's bone leg was quickly frozen into ice by the cold death energy, and then silently fell into the sea.
The first wave of attacks produced such results, which made Dai Lin very happy, and he shook his fist downwards hard.
"Shell bombardment! Continue the bombardment and knock all the cannonballs on the greenskin's head!"
The great knight Cyrus, who was watching all this, excitedly said to the admiral:
"Look! Their formation is in chaos, and they don't know how to fight a naval battle at all! We can definitely send all the tribal bastards to hell here! You can definitely end this war on the sea!"
"It's not that simple, Cyrus!"
Dai Lin shook his head. He looked at the chaotic tribal fleet in the distance and said in a deep voice:
"Orgrim...he is not a reckless commander. Since he dares to cross the sea in front of me, he must have his own methods..."
