Chapter 1317 Artillery Battles of Different Technology Lines
Evil forces are gathering, and the originally clear sky has turned gray due to the evil energy swinging away. From time to time, there are streaks of lightning in the sky, and the clouds are boiling like porridge.
A red dot suddenly appeared in the center of the clouds, like a drop of ink falling into clear water, creating a circular ripple in the air. After the red dot passed, the clouds began to turn completely black.
With the Dark Door as the center, the green haze spreads out in circles for several kilometers.
Despicable Roar and his Kor'kron guards looked at the slowly opening door to darkness. They did not feel any remorse for the deaths of hundreds of thousands of creatures, but instead showed expressions of fanatical excitement.
They raised their heads proudly and looked at the huge shadow gradually emerging from the tall and majestic Dark Door.
That's a battleship
No one knows the power of the Alliance's maritime hegemony better than Garrosh, so he did not set up the new Dark Portal on land, but on a port dock connecting to the sea, in order to break the Alliance's control of the sea and sky!
The giant metal ship with two gun decks and a stern as tall as a building is coming out of the door. No, this is no longer simply sailing out, this is more like a cross-space projection.
Mysterious light and shadow burst out from the new dark door.
Normally, it was impossible to pass through the New Dark Portal. A shadow that was larger than the door itself gradually transformed into reality and landed directly on the water of Tiragarde Sound.
"Boom"
The tens of thousands of tons of steel giants just fell on the water, creating a huge wave of five meters high, which suddenly swept a large number of dried corpses around the pier into the sea water.
The corpses of Alliance people floating on the sea are the cruelest explanation of the origin of this mysterious giant ship!
It's so hideous!
Different from the traditional bow of Alliance ships, the bow of this giant ship is trapezoidal in shape, wide at the bottom and narrow at the top. The bow, which is at a 40-degree angle to the sea, is covered with tribal-style characters that point diagonally toward the sky.
Metal hooks, each hook can easily hang a car.
There is also a super cannon placed on the bow: a two-meter-diameter thick cannon tube that can be walked straight into by a person. It has a large caliber and a short barrel. From the appearance, it should be a mortar with high power and short range.
Just by looking at this thing, you can truly understand what it means to "get together if the power is not enough"!
There are movable gunports arranged staggeredly on both sides of the ship's side. If you count carefully, there are a total of thirty artillery pieces, large and small.
The hull is entirely made of unknown metal and is equipped with a large number of curved barbs. Just at a glance, it gives people a fierce and expressive feeling.
Not far from it, three smaller green phantoms unfolded one after another. After a while, three small destroyers emerged on the sea one by one.
The captains who controlled the giant ship raised their battle axes high to Garrosh and waved them arrogantly a few times before driving the ship away from the shore amidst the angry scoldings of the ship's commander on the shore.
Immediately afterwards, another stream of light flashed out from the door of darkness, turning emptiness into reality again, turning into new ships.
The number of ships in the harbor quickly exceeded the capacity of the harbor.
In the depths of the sea, a generation of Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles endured for ten thousand years. The ancient god N'Zoth, who specialized in chanting the enemy's sutras to become his subordinates, finally made a satisfied voice: "Not bad!"
Looking at Stormsong Valley across the strait all day long, N'Zoth was bored to death.
Those weird humans always come up with all kinds of weird ways to sneak across the strait, such as human cannons, floating corpses, os faceless men, N'zoth's head hurts when he encounters them.
He has protected Garrosh for so long, and it can be considered that he has done his best.
When the steel fleet surged out of the bridge port, N'Zoth was really relieved. He silently removed the protective magic circle surrounding the island.
Not to brag or to be slanderous, this thing is strong but it really burns magic power.
The hazy light and shadow that had shrouded Kul Tiras for a long time disappeared from the sky above the strait, and what was revealed to the world was a brutal fleet that looked extremely terrifying!
And the passionate sound of war drums drifting far across the strait.
"Discover the Horde Fleet!"
At this time, in the ruins of Boralus on the north side of the strait, the Alliance scouts immediately discovered the abnormal situation on the other side and reported it.
When the first-hand image appeared on the magic mirror of the Throne Conference, even the battle-hardened alliance bosses couldn't help but feel a commotion.
"Woo"
The harsh sound of shells breaking through the wind was also simultaneously transmitted to the conference hall.
That's right! After the Horde fleet appeared, it immediately launched a bombardment on the coastal turrets rebuilt by the Alliance in Boralus.
In fact, a Stratholme-made 15m-caliber K18 coastal defense gun opened fire at the same time.
Regardless of order, both sides burst out with a loud "boom" at the same time.
After the explosion, a turret that originally stood on the shore has disappeared, and the lonely coastal bunker where it was originally located only has a hole nearly ten meters in diameter.
On the sea, when the dust caused by the bombardment was dispersed by the sea breeze, the front armor of the Orc warship was exposed.
The power of the Alliance's artillery cannot be said to be small, and the main reason is that the monsters are crazy. The 15m armor-piercing projectile is enough to penetrate the armor of ordinary battleships.
What the orcs believe in is typically thick and hard.
7 pounds of traditional TNT gunpowder actually failed to penetrate the bow armor of the Orc warship.
The shells dented the bow of the ship by half a meter, but they didn't penetrate.
This is not the first time that the Alliance has exchanged fire with the Iron Horde, and they know a lot about the enemy's urinary properties. What makes the bosses' expressions change drastically is that the Stratholme turrets are notoriously strong, and they are gone with just one shot?
When Jaina saw this scene, she felt an overwhelming feeling of vomiting originating from her chest and abdomen. No matter who she was, she would not feel good if her hometown was casually demolished. Not to mention seeing Stratholme shells being blasted to pieces, she felt even more confident that she was going to die.
The illusion of collapse.
Only McDonald didn't respond. He looked around and saw everyone's expressions were bad, so he blinked: "What? My turret made of expired damp flour was blown away. Isn't this normal?
"
Big guys: "..."
A dog is still your dog!
It’s not without reason that n powerful enemies were tricked to death by you.
Why don't you change your name to McDonald's Dog?
Facts over there prove that the shot from the orc ship's cannon that entered the soul just now was most likely due to metaphysics.
Orc artillery most likely does not have rifling. Their shells have a large charge, but their accuracy is a bit terrible.
An orc warship hit the ship across the hull, and at a distance of three kilometers, it used more than a dozen main and secondary guns to fight for more than half an hour before blowing up five turrets made of flour.
Speaking of which, the orc battleships are really tough!
McDonald asked the sand sculpture player to act as the gunner and tried out the cannons one by one. It was not until the caliber reached the 203mm armor-piercing projectile that it penetrated the armor of the Orc warship.
McDonald was a little dumbfounded when he saw this data.
He looked at the exaggerated collision angle on the bow of the orc warship, and his facial muscles twitched.
