Chapter 160 Half-cross and strike (2 more) (seeking monthly ticket)
It was a loud sound that shook the earth and the mountains.
"Bang——"
A long and sharp sound of breaking wind pierced the sky.
The cannonball accurately landed less than fifty meters in front of Orgrim.
In front of him, the wooden bow of a former Kul Tiran warship exploded into pieces, and a large number of wood fragments turned into death's scythes, harvesting all the orc lives on the dock beside the bow.
A large number of orcs were covered in blood and flesh, and fell to the ground or fell into the water before they even had time to scream.
After the terrifying cannonball penetrated the bow of the ship, the remaining force did not dissipate, and blasted into the artistic and exquisitely crafted white jade offshore dock of the high elf.
The entire pier began to vibrate slightly, and a "click" sound spread from the depths of the pier, like the sound of a plaster sculpture being forcibly broken. The sound went from the inside to the outside, from small to loud, and then followed
There was a crisp crackling sound.
A half-meter-wide crack on the four-meter-wide pier approach bridge appeared in everyone's field of vision. This crack extended from under the offshore pier and pierced deep into the dock area along the approach bridge, as if torn apart.
The entire Yangfan Port was torn apart.
"Long——"
Two-thirds of the thirty-meter-long offshore pier, connected to most of the approach bridge, and the orcs waiting to board the ship, fell into the cold water.
"Ahhhhh!"
"Help! I don't want to die!"
"Water, cough, I can't swim -"
The screams that were originally boiling because of the first air raid suddenly reached a new level. There were chaotic and noisy voices everywhere, and the terrifying sound waves could almost tear people's eardrums.
"Calm down! Calm down -" The chief's loud voice was always useful in the past, but it lost its power at this moment.
Orcs who drink demon blood are least good at staying calm.
They pushed and shoved, waving their weapons frantically at the invisible enemy, causing even greater chaos.
In the chaos, Orgrim caught a glimpse of a familiar and burly figure: "Kashdrak! Kashdrak! Take your Black Scar clan to withdraw from the port first and set up defenses at the port!"
The Black Scar Clan is an ancient orc clan with really good fighting prowess.
Unexpectedly, Kashdrak refused: "Put away your dirty face, Orgrim! You have abandoned Zulkin and his trolls who swore an alliance, abandoned Lan Yu, Broken Tusk Elephant
Those second-rate clans, do you still want to abandon the Black Scar clan? No! Never!"
"No! This is just..." Orgrim argued subconsciously.
"Don't lie to me! There's nothing you can do against that army called [Stratholm]! The number of prey we catch every day has been decreasing recently! It's because the hunting grounds we control have become smaller! Also! Gul'dan is
Is it really a betrayal? Are the Blackhand brothers really hunting them?" This rugged orc chief was obviously a little out of control.
When he lost his trust in the warchief, everything Orgrim said was in vain!
"No, then..."
"The Black Scar clan will never retreat! We have to take our lives!" Kashdrak raised his arms and shouted: "Brothers, seize the ship!"
"Oh oh oh——"
The Black Scar clan's ship-robbing behavior immediately deepened the chaos at the scene.
At this moment, more artillery shells pierced the sky and exploded into the dock area in a high parabola.
So accurate!
Except for one shell that hit the side of a cruiser and splashed a six-meter-high water column without causing any substantial damage, the rest of the shells either fell on the warship or hit the dock.
All the orcs were stunned, the huge crater stimulated their visual nerves.
As the shells shook the pier, more large cracks appeared. More than ten times the number of small cracks also began to appear on the ground. The two offshore piers shattered into countless fragments in an instant. They swayed amidst the roar.
The rising waves sank into the water together.
Rather than saying that the cannon fired accurately, it is better to say that the time McDonald chose to attack was too spicy.
It was just the right time for a third of the people to get on the boat.
In military terms, this is more like a so-called "half-crossing attack".
Here? Receive the real-time communication from the operator acting as a scout? McDonald patted Willie on the shoulder: "Okay, you don't need to be so accurate next time. Let your apprentice aim and fire at will."
Gunner Willy is indeed a man full of talent in gunnery!
Just by testing the cannon near the Northland Fortress, he was able to fire this semi-finished 105mm howitzer into his soul without any calibration.
No!
More than one shot.
All five test cannons calibrated by him hit the target area.
This is not a direct target that can be seen visually.
The location of McDonald's artillery regiment? It's a little more than 5 kilometers southwest of Yangfan Port. If you want to come to Yangfan Port, you must first make a big circle from the southeast? The distance is more than 9 kilometers.
There is also a 100-meter-high hill on the bombardment route. The artillery shells must fly around the hill in a curved trajectory and then fly to the port.
This kind of unstable bombardment, if you turn it up one degree? There is a high probability that the shells will fly without knowing where to go.
Because the muzzle velocity of the howitzer is not fast? Is it a deflection? Wind speed also needs to be taken into account.
In this day and age? This is definitely a bombardment with an explosive difficulty level.
However, if you hit it, you hit it!
At this moment, the sky over the port seems to be divided into two distinct sides. The central area is clear and bright. The clouds in the entire area reflect the red firelight coming from the ground. And around it, there is a dark and dark curtain, as if the firelight converges slightly and the light will be dimmed.
extinguish.
In fact, the battle situations are indeed very similar.
The shelling that continued to spread to the entire port caused high temperatures and flames to spread quickly.
Orgrim's only good thing is that humans don't have many huge cannons with extremely exaggerated ranges, only five or six in total.
After the initial panic, the evacuation work can actually continue.
The key is who will take the lead.
Orgrim approached the Bladewind Clan and the White Claw Clan.
It turns out that in history, these two clans did not come to Azeroth. It was just that the White Claw clan suffered from genocide because of its sympathy for Durotan and the Frostwolf clan.
As a front-line clan that is relatively capable of fighting, they have always been included in the main force as the main force.
Regarding the order of the great chief, the two chiefs did not doubt that he was there and accepted the order a little naively. They had been lining up outside the port, turned around and headed towards the outside of the port. Then they saw a large number of human soldiers starting from
Fight out of the woods.
The orcs haven't felt anything yet. If there were any human nobles around, they would definitely scold Mr. Mai for being such a big dog.
In order to preserve the soldiers' physical strength, all the soldiers came in carriages tonight wearing armor.
They got off the car nearly two thousand meters away from the two clans, formed a team, held torches, formed a skirmish line and slowly walked out of the woods.
The whole process was unhurried and not messy at all.
