On the vast endless sea, a huge fleet is heading towards the continent of Pandaria. The ships of this fleet are very unique. They are not the mainstream warship style in Azeroth.
On the contrary, it is like a giant platform, made of strong and heavy timbers dotted with golden hoops. A fortress-like cabin is built on the platform. There is no trace of the presence of naval guns. Instead,
There are densely packed ballistae on both sides of the ship.
Don't underestimate these things. Although they look primitive, these ballistae are made by troll witch doctors using special materials. They are extremely powerful when fired. They can easily tear open the shells of other warships and carry burning fire arrows.
When used, it can easily burn down the enemy's mast.
But to be honest, the Zandalari Trolls' golden fleet does not rely on these ballistae to fight the enemy. These large ships of the golden fleet are not so much warships as large troop transports. When encountering a naval battle,
At that time, the troll knights riding fierce pterodactyls could easily defeat those reckless raiders, not to mention the presence of a large number of Loa priests on the battleship.
In short, the combat concept of the Zandalari troll fleet is completely different from that of other fleets in Azeroth. If the Kul Tiras fleet is a battleship with powerful firepower, then the Zandalari fleet is even more powerful.
It's like an aircraft carrier that has no combat capability but carries a fierce combat formation.
"Zul, tell me, where did you find the sealed scroll?"
On the flagship of the golden fleet, Prophet Zul was looking at the sea level in the distance. A hearty and arrogant voice sounded behind him. Zul turned around and smiled slightly at the tall female troll behind him with a silver crown.
Lean over:
"Of course I found it in the library of Zandalari. Princess Talanji, a lady like you should stay in your cabin, not on this dangerous lookout."
The Dark Prophet made a joke:
"If King Rastakhan knew that his precious daughter was injured, then my old bones would probably be doomed."
"You lied! You lied to my father!"
The only daughter of the Golden King, Princess Talanji of Zandalar, lowered her voice and said to the Dark Prophet:
"I have spent nearly 10 years studying knowledge in Zandalar's library, but I have never seen a sealed scroll box like that. You must have found it elsewhere, but what I am more curious about is that
Is this King of Thunder and Lightning really as powerful as you say?"
Facing the inquiry of the only princess of the empire, the dark prophet chuckled twice. He looked at the cloudless sky and described it in the tone of an ancient recorder:
"In the manuscripts left by our ancestors, they described what they saw when the Zandalar envoys went to the kingdom of the Thunder King..."
"The Thunder King is a cruel and ruthless ruler. He suppresses his kingdom with an iron fist. Except for the mogu tribe, which is the race of the Thunder King, all other races in the entire land of Pandaria have been demoted as slaves.
Wearing heavy shackles all day long, under the watchful eye of the King of Thunder and Lightning, they built him a gorgeous palace and a strong, miraculous Great Wall. They called it Panlong's Backbone...It is said that it was used to withstand the earth.
A war building invaded by another ancient race."
"But it's not just the slaves who are afraid of the King of Thunder and Lightning. Even his tribesmen use a tone of awe when discussing him. It is said that the King of Thunder and Lightning is in charge of the most powerful thunder and lightning power. The four people on that land are
The holy beast known as the "Supreme God" was also tied up in chains by him as his pet. When he was angry, his thunderous roar was enough to make the earth tremble. He regarded his power and strength as a kind of
Pride... He thinks he is protecting the weak, and those weak should serve him."
The Dark Prophet shook his head:
"Of course, in our opinion, this idea is somewhat neurotic, but at that time, no one dared to refute him... Talanji, this world is very mysterious. The Zandalari trolls believe in the power of Loa.
I also know that you are the most powerful priest of Loa Raizan, but what I want to tell you is that the power of Loa is not enough to protect us, at least at this moment."
The still young Princess Talanji retorted unwillingly:
"Lezan is a powerful Loa that Zandalari has believed in for generations. Its power is the strongest. Even the death of Bwonsamdi has to succumb to the power of Raizan. I don't believe that the God of Thunder can be stronger than Raizan.
Stronger.”
"Oh, it's good to be skeptical of the world, my Lord Talanji."
Zuer chuckled and let the sea breeze blow his long white hair. He said softly:
"But you will soon see the heroic figure of the Thunder King being awakened from the dead. The ancient covenant will be fulfilled. Zandalari will gain powerful allies. We will not only protect ourselves, we will soon...
Rise again.”
As he spoke, Dark Prophet Zul's eyes suddenly narrowed. He pointed at the thick fog on the sea in front of him and said softly:
"There is something blocking the road there... Your Highness Princess, please ask Lezan to open the way for us... We must rush to Pandaria as quickly as possible. We don't have time to tangle with these stupid pirates."
"Hold on."
Hearing Zul's request for Loa's power, Princess Talanji, a priest of Lezan, nodded excitedly, and then returned to her cabin. In the dark cabin, Her Royal Highness lit a furnace of incense.
In the pale smoke, an ancient and profound voice sounded in the mind of the meditating Princess Talanji:
"Do you need old Lazan's strength again? Little Talanji..."
"Yes, the great Devilsaur God Raizan, please project your power into the fog ahead... I shoulder the mission of my father, and I must complete it!"
Princess Talanji said sincerely:
"This will also allow those ignorant people to see the power of Loa, and those survivors will spread your faith to the end of the world..."
As a priest favored by the Loa, Princess Talanji's request was met almost immediately. On the sea in front of the golden fleet, the projection of the powerful Loa who had been trusted by the Zandalari Golden Dynasty for generations shone in the shadows.
Appearing in the blue halo, it was a terrifying Devil Rex that was nearly 7 meters tall, covered in armor made of gold, and with a golden helmet on its head.
Its body is as illusory as a spirit body, and it can easily walk on water. Amidst the cheers of countless trolls in the golden fleet, the huge devil dragon spirit stepped on the tide rolled up by the power, as if it were nothing.
The land chariots that could withstand it rushed into the fog in front of the golden fleet. Before the huge and chaotic pirate fleets traveling in the fog could react, they saw a deep sound like the beating of war drums.
A terrifying beast charging with the tide.
The spirit of Lezan lowered his head. The power of the 7-meter-tall, mountain-like Loa spirit was astonishing. During the collision, three warships were lifted into the sky. The warships that blocked the path of Lezan's charge were either torn apart.
Open, or be forcibly stepped into the sea by the arrogant Devilsaur. In just a few minutes, the smart pirate fleet hidden in the fog was like a wave of waves rolling up behind Lezan.
Like a large piece of meat, a gap was cut from the center that was large enough for the golden fleet to pass through.
"Let the Sky Knights disperse them!"
Dark Prophet Zul turned his head and looked in another direction. On the sea dozens of kilometers away, there seemed to be another fleet heading in this direction, but the prophet didn't care. He looked at the fleet's movements calmly.
The Troll General ordered:
"There is no need to kill them all, don't waste time on them, our mission is more important!"
"As you command, Lord Prophet!"
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"That should be the legendary golden fleet of the Zandalari Trolls?"
On the other side of the sea, on the sea more than ten kilometers away from the Golden Fleet, on the flagship of the Armada that was heading towards the southeastern coast of Pandaria, Major General Taylor put down his telescope. He witnessed the strange weapon all the way.
How the fleet summoned a terrifying giant beast on the sea and launched a devastating attack on the pirate fleet they were chasing.
And the number of troll sky knights that took off like birds from Zandalari's golden fleet made Major General Taylor frown even more.
Obviously, the troll fleet's combat method is somewhat different from the naval battle he understood. If there is a conflict between the two sides, according to the situation of air firepower, the anti-aircraft firepower of the Armada will obviously not be able to compete with it, and there is also that fearful
The weird beast... It should be an evil trick of the trolls.
"General, those trolls are ignoring us, they are moving forward!"
The lookout on the flagship loudly reported the battle situation ahead. Major General Taylor thought for a moment and then said to the herald beside him:
"Notification to all captains, ignore the naval battle ahead and continue along the route! Keep observing, the waters around here have gone crazy, and are full of crazy and disgusting pirates who want to make a fortune in the New World."
"As you command, General!"
The herald left in a hurry, and Taylor turned back to the bridge. The commander of the Armada, Prince Tanred, was sitting on a chair. This young prince had fallen into a kind of depression since he encountered the disaster in the Sea of Mist.
In his weird state, he is usually very, very quiet, almost like a philosopher, but once he enters a battle, he will become something else.
Taylor couldn't help but recall their clearing naval battle in the waters of Tol Barad a few weeks ago. After Tanred destroyed the Naga temples, he ordered the soldiers to trap and kill nearly 3,000 Naga captives.
...That kind of cold expression still makes Taylor feel creepy when he recalls it.
Tanred quietly listened to Taylor's report, and he lit a cigarette for himself. In the smoky thoughts, the prince of the sea said softly:
"The Golden Fleet... I heard my father say that it is a fleet that guards the mainland of Zandalar. It rarely goes out for active operations, but this time it appeared on such a large scale in the Pandaria waters. It seems that it is not
It’s just that we are interested in that new continent. It can alarm the Zandalari dynasty, the most civilized and powerful among the trolls. This shows that there are secrets under that land that we don’t know.”
"Then do we need to monitor them?"
Taylor asked, but Tanred shook his head:
"Monitoring? No, why monitor them? The island of Zandalar is closer to the eastern continent than to Kul Tiras and the empire. No matter what those trolls want to do, they should be more worried about them.
We, but the Federation, we advance troops only need to do our own thing."
"With all due respect, General."
Major General Taylor looked around and asked in a low voice:
"I don't quite understand why the empire's top officials are so interested in this new continent that has just appeared. Even if they want to open up a new territory, shouldn't they send out an inspection team first? How can they just let the fleet set off? What if that continent
There is another powerful civilization on the planet, and maybe they will regard our fleet as a threat of force."
"The reason is very complicated, Taylor. It cannot be explained clearly in one or two sentences."
Tanred sighed helplessly, put down the book in his hand, and whispered:
"The empire will one day try to return to its ancestral homeland. At that time, rather than fighting directly across the endless sea, it will be more realistic to choose a midway springboard to accumulate strength and plan a counterattack. But Kul Tiras is just an island.
That is not suitable to be the front line of an imperial war, and this continent that just appeared on the South China Sea is located in the middle of the two continents. Just from the perspective of war, its geographical location is too perfect..."
"We don't even need to occupy it. As long as we build two cities on the southeast coast, we can directly threaten the federal homeland. If you were the decision-maker, would you give it up? And more importantly, Taylor, even if we don't
With the idea of initiating a war, do you think the Federation, which has always been worried about the empire's counterattack, will turn a blind eye to this continent?"
As soon as Tanred finished speaking, the messenger rushed into the bridge and reported loudly:
"Two generals! Another fleet was found in the sea ahead. Judging from their flags, it should be the Federation's Black Ark Fleet! Their target should also be the southeastern coast of this new continent! It is the same as our destination!"
"Fur..."
Tanred blew out the last puff of smoke and put out the cigarette butt in his hand in the ashtray. He looked at Taylor and then stood up:
"Our opponent is coming...are you ready? Major General Taylor?"
"Send a warning to the Black Ark Fleet! They are trying to enter the imperial waters, let them express their intentions, or leave immediately, otherwise...a life-and-death naval battle will be inevitable!"
