There is not much difference in the number of ships between the Kul Tiras and Zandalari naval fleets. What determines the outcome is the different tactics between the two.
In such a large-scale maritime battle, due to the large number of ships squeezing each other's space, the commander has few opportunities for micro-control. In the most important decisive battle, the bayonet will inevitably see red.
Sarlayan believes that Kul Tiras can win this great sea battle, but even if they win the final victory, the price they will pay will never be small.
Although we still don’t know the specific battle reports from the front line, you can guess with your buttocks that you are lucky to have 50% to 60% of the Kul Tiran battleships that can be safely withdrawn from the battlefield to the port for repairs.
Moreover, some of these retired battleships are not worth repairing, and it is estimated that only three to four out of ten of them will survive.
After finally winning this big sea battle, Kul Tiras will definitely find ways to consolidate the victory.
With a large number of meritorious warships having to return to the dock for repairs, the upcoming batch of sub-class warships is particularly important.
"Huh~"
Sarlayan raised his hands and rubbed his cheeks, forcing himself to cheer up.
"The real test has just begun now."
After the news of the victory spread back to Boralus, this port city that had been shrouded in gloomy clouds recently suddenly cleared up.
The gloomy atmosphere was swept away, and the excited people put down their work and couldn't wait to get out of the room and join the cheering crowd on the street.
After various tavern owners announced discounts one after another, people rushed into the taverns with cheers and continued to vent their excitement.
"Cheers to Kul Tiras!"
"cheers!"
"Tons, tons, tons!"
Tinagosa, who had somehow blended into the crowd, also followed the example of the others, raising her head and pouring a whole glass of ale down her throat.
Under the stimulation of alcohol, a faint blush appeared on her jade-white face.
"Ha! So refreshing!"
Sarlayan stood behind Tina with an expressionless face, raised his fingers and tapped her forehead lightly.
"It's cool that you are so young. You should imitate other people's drinking habits at such a young age."
"Let's go! We have to go to the palace to congratulate you."
"Let me go! I'm not young anymore!"
Tina Gosa danced and tried to break away when Sharlayan grabbed her by the collar and lifted her up.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
The funny gesture of the little dwarf waving his hands and feet made the guests in the tavern burst into good-natured laughter.
"Kid, you should give it a few more years of development before sneaking over to drink. This thing... hiccups! It's too early for you."
Tinagosa's cheeks turned red with anger: "I'm not a child! I'm an adult dwarf!"
Sarlayan was impatient and fixed Tina on his shoulders, and whispered in her ear: "Don't be poor. Even by the standards of the dragon clan, you are not yet an adult."
"Well……"
If a dragon is not promoted to an adult dragon for one day, the dragon clan is not considered to have truly grown up.
From this perspective, Stellagosa is still an underage girl... although Sharlayan has never really regarded her as a minor.
Tinagosa, who has a wild nature, is very unhappy. Sharlayan will not coddle her without any principles, and he still needs to take care of what should be done.
Carrying the unhappy little Tina on his back, Sarlayan struggled to squeeze through the crowd and arrived at the dock, waiting for the triumphant return of the Kul Tiras fleet with the people who were still chatting fiercely.
"I see! Our heroes are back!"
"oh!!"
The first dozen warships appeared on the far side of the sea level first, and Sarlayan activated his eagle eye to observe a wave first.
"Hiss~ The beating was really brutal."
Even the hull of the King of the Seas, which was protected in the center of the formation, had a lot of damage, and the gray sails had holes everywhere.
Dailin, with his left hand bandaged and wielding a long sword, stood upright on the command platform next to the helm of the ship, his face full of pride as he looked at the bustling docks of Boralus.
"Kul Tiras, your king is back!"
…
Just as Sarlayan expected, most of the more than a hundred warships he saw on the battlefield could not return to the port where they set out for the expedition, and remained in the sea forever.
The total number of warships that gradually returned to Boralus Port was only forty or fifty, and a dozen of them were seriously damaged.
The mast was broken, the sail could not be raised, and power was completely lost. It was forcibly towed back by other comrade-in-arms ships.
The major shipyards in Kul Tiras are operating at full capacity to build ships. These reserve ships will fill the vacancies left when the main fleet returns to port for repairs, and will play an important role in Daelin's follow-up plan.
If Quel'Thalas came to buy a warship at this time, it would undoubtedly be a big deal, and the difficulty can be imagined.
On the day of the fleet's triumphant return, Sarlayan, as the representative of Quel'Thalas, followed the ambassadors of other countries into the palace to congratulate him.
Surrounded by a large number of excited ministers and envoys, Dai Lin, who looked tired, did not appear for long. He only met everyone present before being persuaded to leave by the palace medical officer.
Squeezed among a large number of people, Sarlayan stood like a gangster, and was constantly being stared at with inexplicable vigilance by the Lordaeron ambassador next door.
According to Daelin himself, the King of the Seas had a fierce boarding battle with the Zandalari flagship King of Ages in the final decisive battle. He himself took the lead and killed the Zandalari in a one-on-one duel.
Admiral's dog head.
As for whether this is really the case...just listen to it seriously.
There is a saying, among the seven human kingdoms, except for Terenas and Aiden, two shameful squatters, the other kings have very good fighting prowess.
Genn Greymane is an impulsive person, and once his blood gets the best of him, he will personally rush to the front lines to boost morale.
Not to mention Thoras Trollbane, he is one of the most powerful warriors in the Alliance.
It is a pity that such a meritorious king did not die on the battlefield, but was conspired to death by his own son. It is really sad.
Although Varian is still young, he has already begun to show his demeanor as a wise king.
Varian's martial arts were personally taught by the legendary warrior Anduin Lothar. His combat effectiveness is definitely not weak, but he lacks actual combat experience.
Antonidas... there's not much to say about this. Like Dailin, he is one of the backbone combat forces of the Seven Kingdoms of Humanity.
Dailin said that he had personally killed his enemy in the decisive battle. Sarlayan did not doubt this. He indeed had the confidence and strength.
As for whether he actually fought with the Zandalar Admiral and cut off his head... only those involved in the naval battle know this.
What is certain is that 99% of the Zandalari navy marshals are indeed dead. Otherwise, Dai Lin would not dare to brag about this in public, but he may not necessarily die in his hands.
The carnival in Boralus lasted for three full days, and news of the victory over Zandalar gradually spread to the entire Kul Tiras, once again strengthening Daelin's unrivaled prestige in the country.
On the fourth day, after the joy, Boralus began to return to its normal pace of life, and Daelin finally found time to formally summon Sharlayan.
Dai Lin's injuries on the battlefield were not serious. He was just cut on his arm by a sharp object and suffered skin trauma.
"Salayan, I know you don't like listening to useless nonsense."
Dai Lin sat on the sofa in the audience hall with great dignity, looked at Sarlayan with a smile and said: "Forget those formulaic pleasantries, let us get to the point."
"Give me a convincing reason, otherwise I will never sell the battleship to Quel'Thalas at this juncture."
"The reason... you should also know."
Sarlayan nodded indifferently: "Of course, I can understand the current difficulties of Kul Tiras."
"First of all, in terms of the price of the ship, we will not let Kul Tiras suffer. We will buy it at an amount that exceeds the market price by 20%."
"oh?"
Dai Lin raised his eyebrows slightly: "Go on, you know, this is not just a matter of money."
Sarlayan smiled and took up the topic: "I know that Kul Tiras is worried that Zandalari will jump over the wall and launch a suicide attack without mercy despite the defeat."
"On behalf of Quel'Thalas, I can assure Kul Tiras that they will most likely not make such a decision."
Dailin looked at Sarlayan thoughtfully: "What do you mean? Is there something wrong within Zandalar?"
"That's right."
Sarlayan, who was well prepared, laid the parchment scroll in his hand on the table and pointed at the exquisitely drawn map of the Zandalari Islands with his finger.
"Your Majesty Daelin, as you know, I have personally been to Zandalar's lair, and I have some understanding of the power structure of this archipelago. Please be patient and listen to me."
[Translation, I’m going to take advantage of the intelligence and start showing off!]