As long as the tribe wants to go to sea here, even a sampan must be monitored by Yuyue Fortress.
Especially after it was determined that the tribe would establish its capital here, the alliance mobilized hundreds of cannons.
Veteran soldiers who experienced the Battle of Quel'Thalas swore on their chests that those cannons would definitely be able to cross the strait and hit the coastal areas. As for where they could hit, only the top brass of the Alliance knew.
Even Thrall can only pray that the Alliance's artillery shells will not fly over the 80-kilometer mountainous area and land in the city of New Orgrimmar (Dire Maul) in the center of the region.
The problem is that the Alliance can use giant steel ships to block the road at any time like today.
There is no way, excluding the two isolated islands of Feather Moon Fortress and Terror Island, the entire Feralas region looks like a wolf with its tail raised on the map.
The Shuangta Mountain area is the ‘wolf’s tail’ on the map.
As soon as there was a card at Feathermoon Fortress, the narrow mountain road between New Orgrimmar and the Twin Towers was immediately blocked, and the connection with Desolation was cut off on the spot.
Thrall and the others had no choice but to rush, riding their wyverns as hard as they could, and it took them more than an hour to arrive.
As soon as he flew over the west coast, Sal was stunned.
Looking from a distance, there is a giant steel ship parked a short distance across the sea level.
These steel behemoths on the sea can easily be hundreds of meters long, and a few of them can fill up the Valley of Heroes in New Orgrimmar City.
Those thick black metal pipes pointed diagonally toward the sky, emitting a sinister light of death.
Thrall, who had seen the power of human artillery with his own eyes, could not imagine what a terrifying scene it would be when all ten thousand cannons were fired.
Probably, all the orc settlements on the west coast will be razed to the ground in an instant.
Thrall turned around and saw the same worry in Vol'jin's eyes.
He made a gesture, and everyone and the guards immediately descended.
To monitor Feather Moon Fortress, the orcs built a small fortress on the coastline.
In fact, it's not too small. It's just a five-story brick and stone bunker covering an area of only 300 square meters, with wooden arrow towers every 100 meters on the seaside.
When Thrall came down, he could even see how the sentry's expression changed from one of crying at any time to a forced smile.
How funny it is!
"Captain! What's going on!?"
Since there has been no war with the Alliance for several years, the only troops deployed here are a thousand-man regiment.
"Report to the war chief that the alliance's fleet is approaching at night. As soon as the morning fog cleared, we realized something was wrong. We immediately used the smoke to notify Orgrimmar." The captain did his duty: "All our warriors have gathered. If the alliance wants to
In the past, you must first step over our corpses."
"Well done!" Sal could only encourage him.
Unfortunately, unless you enter the realm of heroes, ordinary loyal soldiers are meaningless in front of artillery.
Regarding this matter, Thrall only felt that it was fucked. The Alliance had mobilized so many giant ships, but none of the spies he arranged at various ports in the Alliance reported back.
He feels that all the manpower and material resources he invested have gone to waste.
In fact, Sal blamed himself harshly.
Not to mention him, even all the leaders of the alliance don't know where McDonald's fleet surrounding Feralas came from.
Because the Alliance has not started mobilizing for war at all.
Under normal circumstances, a battleship can easily carry two thousand generals. Visually, there are nearly a hundred large and small ships here, which means at least more than one hundred thousand generals.
Such a large-scale mobilization cannot be hidden from the tribe's lurking tribal spies.
It just so happens that the origin of these ships is abnormal!
McDonald's defeated Sargeras, and the system finally gave him nearly a hundred [Dementia Cubes].
Over the years, steel, oil and other supplies have been stocked in Jinjian Port, but what is missing is the Rubik's Cube.
With the Rubik's Cube in place, dozens of warships appeared in Jinjian Port overnight.
You know, according to normal procedures, the entire alliance could produce two battleships, three cruisers, and about 20 destroyers a year.
Most of them were made in Kul Tiras, and a small number were made in the shipyard on the northern coast of Lordaeron that was completed last year, as well as in Stormwind Port. Golden Sword Port does not have a real large shipyard, nor does it have a large number of shipbuilders.
, the Sal sent people to stare at these places before, which is actually correct.
Thrall suddenly met Mai Ken, the leader of the Wind Spirit Moon Shadow (Modifier) Sect, and his defeat was not unfair at all.
Seeing the alliance's huge military strength, Thrall felt like a Spartan.
Fortunately, the alliance did not torture these big bosses for long, and soon sent out the first wave of envoys.
The opponent was sitting on a small boat with strange power, making a large splash on the sea, and flew over to kill him.
"Don't attack!" Thrall looked at the alliance flag opposite and ordered in advance.
Sure enough, on the simple wooden dock built by the tribe, an Alliance captain Shi Shiran got off the boat, faced the extremely vigilant orc guards, and spoke fluent orc language: "I am Alliance Captain XXX, and I represent my superior.
Major General Rhian Mograine conveys the Alliance’s announcement!”
As soon as Thrall heard this, he ignored the guards' dissuasion, walked out of the fortress on the shore, and strode forward: "I am Thrall, the chief of the tribe! If you have anything, you can tell me directly."
The captain stared at Thrall and looked up and down: "The specific matters will be conveyed by General Darien as the alliance's special envoy. Remember, he is the alliance's special envoy. If he cannot return to the fleet safely tonight, this will be regarded as
This is the alliance’s declaration of war!”
These words choked the chiefs half to death.
The cerebral thrombosis mutated by Brainless Roar was suddenly unbearable, and there was a strong possibility that it would cause a cerebral hemorrhage.
"you……"
The tauren chieftain Cairn Bloodhoof, who was almost in step with Thrall, grabbed Brainless Howl, but Brainless Howl threw him away.
"Darian?" Vol'jin was a little confused.
On the contrary, Thrall, who has been in the human world, knows better: "He is the only remaining son of Duke Alexandros Mograine, an important minister of McDonald's. He is now an earl and will inherit the title of Tirisfal Woods in the future.
He belongs to the old fiefdom of Lordaeron. All in all, he is also a very important figure in the Alliance."
Sending such a person as an envoy is enough to show that the alliance attaches great importance to this incident.
At the same time, it's a bit weird.
About an hour later, the Alliance, under the protection of four destroyers, allowed a torpedo boat with a very shallow draft to dock.
Even this seemingly small speedboat made an overwhelming creaking sound when it docked with the tribe's wooden pier, making people wonder whether the pier would fall apart in the next second.
Fortunately, the tribal buildings look rough but are of good quality.
Thrall watched quietly in the fortress as Darien came down to him surrounded by over a hundred knights.
"Good day, Lord Warchief Thrall."
"Hello! General Mograine. The Alliance suddenly invaded our tribal territory. I hope the Alliance can give an explanation that is acceptable to all tribal chiefs!" Thrall's words were soft yet hard!
