No matter who was in the orc tent, they all felt that Mr. Mai across from him was vicious!
It is completely conceivable that when the main human force returns, the Kul Tiras fleet will completely block the sea area opposite Sunsail Port, and the orcs will be completely trapped in this three-acre field of Quel'Thalas.
The forest here is good, just good.
It can support one or two first-line clans, but it will definitely not be able to support 300,000 orcs.
If the main force of the orcs doesn't leave, they may never be able to leave again.
Varok hesitated: "If we just retreat like this, we will be chased and eventually be defeated! The sky is full of those damn griffins, and those long ears can see clearly at night. We can't hide at all."
Of course the chief knows: "Only bring the main fighting clan, and don't bring all the rubbish."
A single word can determine the life or death of 200,000 people.
Husband and wife are originally like birds in the same forest, but when disaster strikes, they fly separately.
Once upon a time, Orgrim and Zulkin were as "loving" as honey. But in the face of the cruel reality, the "honest" and "upright" warchief Orgrim, who was supported by countless orcs, abandoned him just like in history.
Zul'jin and his Zul'Aman trolls.
more than!
In this life, Orgrim chose to abandon more orcs because Mai's Iron Chain Hengjiang strategy was stuck.
"Let's go kill those annoying human troops in the south! You continue to attack the Long Ears here!" Orgrim ordered the chiefs of the second-rate clans. The number of second-rate clan skirmishers they gathered back was more than 100,000.
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"Understood!" the chiefs replied.
No one suspected anything was wrong!
So far, no region in the Eastern Kingdom can support millions of orcs. The upper limit of food determines the upper limit of the number of orcs entrenched in a region.
The war chief had led them to conquer the capitals of three human kingdoms, and the rest was only a matter of time - they all firmly believed that.
That's right! Dead orcs are useless. Only orcs who roar and fight fiercely can stand on the enemy's city wall as a winner.
In the evening, the orcs headed by the Blackstone clan began to break camp and set off south!
Except for the top brass like Orgrim and Varok, no orc knew the true destination of this march.
The orcs entered Yongsong Forest with torches. Gradually, the marching route deviated.
By the time most of the orcs came to their senses, they had already arrived at Yangfan Port.
"Where are we going?"
"I heard that the Long Ears here are left to the Broken Tooth Clan to beat them slowly. We are moving again."
"Oh oh oh!"
"Oh, which clan should give such a good hunting ground?"
"I heard there are better hunting grounds waiting for us."
Most of the orcs are simple-minded guys, and as a nomadic race, they are at home all over the world. As long as they are not hungry and have fights, then there will be no problem.
In this aspect, it is much easier to manage than humans.
As for humans, we also have to consider the low morale caused by leaving home.
It's late at night.
At the dock of Yangfan Port, Orgrim finally felt relieved when he heard the scout's report: "There is no trace of humans within half a torch (the orcs' inaccurate measurement standard is about two kilometers). It seems that humans
We were deceived."
Varok forced an ugly smile: "That cowardly Duke probably thought we were going to attack them, so he was already retreating."
"Hurry up and get on the boat. The Blackstone clan will get on board first."
"clear."
The discipline of the orcs has always been a big problem.
There was often a fight over who should get on the boat first.
All kinds of pushing and shoving made the place look like a vegetable market, very lively.
If possible, Orgrim would not want to set sail in Sunsail Port in such a high-profile manner.
Most of the Kul Tiran ships that were forced to be snatched were warships with very deep water. There was no dedicated deep-water port. If you wanted to board the ship on an ordinary beach, you had to use a small boat to transport people aboard. This was a terrible thing for the orcs who were generally terrible at water.
It's just another nightmare.
Orcs flipped themselves into the water out of panic, or even caused the entire sampan to capsize. All kinds of bad things happened.
The orcs also have self-made transport ships, which are flat-bottomed boats that look a bit like cockroaches and are driven by oars. The most important thing is that they cannot withstand the wind and waves of the open sea, so they have to limit their sailing to areas close to the sea, which makes them more likely to be attacked by humans.
fleet attack.
Anyway, after nearly four hours of hard work, 30,000 orcs were able to board the ship.
The first batch of ships leaves the port, and the second batch of ships comes in and docks.
Thanks to Yangfan Port's 16 long piers that extend all the way to the deep water area, 32 battleships and 16 cruisers can load people and supplies at the same time, which is actually very fast.
Despite his worries, Orgrim had no choice.
He comforted Varok: "It's okay, I've seen human cannons. These bulky siege weapons are difficult to temporarily install, and humans only fire cannons during the day. Human eyes can't see the target clearly at night, let alone at such a distance.
distance……"
This time, it is Mr. Chief's turn to be the old general on the Peking Opera stage.
As soon as he finished speaking, a harsh sound of breaking wind echoed over the entire port.
The orcs who have experienced the Battle of Hillsbrad Hills are no strangers to this. The human gryphon bombers (aircraft), they are defeated!
"Griffin——" an orc shouted at the top of his lungs.
This voice does nothing but increase panic!
Having lost all the mages, there were no troll spear throwers, and the trebuchets would not have such a large shooting angle (in fact, in order to evacuate quickly, Orgrim did not bring a trebuchet at all), and the ten people crowded in the port
The Orcs are simply a target.
More than two hundred griffons swooped down at a large angle almost perpendicular to the ground, carrying 100-pound bombs, rushed to less than 200 meters from the ground in one breath, and suddenly released their claws.
"call out--"
After the trembling sound of death, there was the terrifying continuous roar that shook the entire port!
"Boom boom boom!"
An unknown number of orcs were blown into the sky, and their severed limbs and debris flew all over the sky.
What's worse is that it caused panic among the orcs. They instinctively wanted to dodge, but they were unable to move on the narrow pier. Many orcs jumped into the still cold water in panic. They were not killed immediately, but drowned in the water.
Beside the pier.
"It's okay! Calm down - there is only one wave of human gryphon bombings -" Varok tried to restrain his men.
The orcs can be considered to have gained experience after being bombed. After a wave of these griffons, they often fly back, and a second wave will come again after a long time.
This time it's a little different.
Five kilometers away, McDonald patted Willie on the shoulder: "It's up to you!"
Yes! Gunner Willy is the mini-boss in Stratholme's front door dungeon in later generations. His level of control over artillery surpasses that of any other player.
There is no way, if it is a serious artillery, some players may be stronger.
However, this 105mm howitzer is just a trial work, and all the riflings are carved manually, which brings great possibility of error. When it cannot be corrected by scientific means, the gunner can only aim based on his experience.
Willy nodded solemnly, and then pulled the rope that fired the gun.
