There is a legend circulating in Kul Tiras: There is a hungry devil deep in the sea. If you are afraid of the devil and choose to run away, you will lose everything. If you face it bravely, the devil will turn into treasures and wealth.
Thrall's dragon-blooded orc fleet turned around and aimed at Kul Tiras. As long as the dragon-blooded orcs landed, they would win. It was impossible for humans to defeat the dragon-blooded orcs in a land battle.
They can destroy the cities and ports of Kul Tiras, burn their homes, and slaughter all humans, leaving only a lonely fleet on the sea.
On a dark night, with dark clouds covering the sky and rough seas, Thrall was about to take a rest after eating a delicious pandaren when a rapid siren suddenly sounded.
"Enemy attack, a large group of unidentified ships are approaching us."
On the deck, the panicked sailors kept shouting.
Thrall was taken aback and hurriedly put on his armor and ran to the deck. Eitrigg, who was wearing clothes and looked pale, handed Thrall a telescope.
This is a magical item captured from Dalaran, which can clearly see everything in the distance at night.
On the dark sea in the distance, ships of all sizes were surrounding them from all directions. There were no flags or signs, and the enemies hid their identities.
"Damn, they must be from Kul Tiras." Thrall frowned. Kul Tiras is known as the Kingdom of the Sea, but it is actually a loose alliance. Except for the Proudmoore family, which has a fleet of the same model, other families have ships.
The boats are all pieced together, of all types, and many are converted merchant ships and fishing boats.
But without exception, they are all warships, equipped with artillery of different calibers.
Looking at this dark mass of warships, it was obvious that all the major families in Kul Tiras had come out in full force to fight against the enemy together.
Thrall rolled his eyes, took his plan into consideration, and ordered: "Use flag language to communicate with the other party. We are going to engage in a boarding battle with them, and fight vigorously like warriors to see who is the real hero."
This is a very low-level provoking method. No one would give up their own strengths and engage in hand-to-hand combat with orcs.
However, in Lordaeron back then, this move was very useful to Uther. Uther, the lightbringer who valued chivalry, couldn't stand the provoking method and successfully sent an entire generation of young men in Lordaeron into the mouths of the orcs.
After all, Navy Commander Dailin is not a stupid Uther. For example, he launched an attack on the orcs at night because the orc sailors were not familiar with piloting ships and had difficulty operating at night.
Otherwise, the ships built by the Burning Legion are of high quality and extremely fast, and they can easily catch up with Dai Lin's fleet.
Booms and bursts of cannons sounded, and Dai Lin's fleet opened fire first, targeting the few frigates equipped with artillery of the Dragonblood Orcs.
The dragon-blooded orcs fought back, but unfortunately they were inexperienced and found it difficult to hit Dai Lin's ship.
Even though the ships of the Burning Legion were of high quality, they still could not withstand the continuous attacks of artillery fire. In less than ten minutes after the war started, several frigates of the Thrall fleet sank into the sea, and the remaining troop transport ships could be targets.
Thrall's face turned pale and he roared viciously: "Despicable humans, if we have the ability, we will engage in hand-to-hand combat. We will fight one on one."
In the Battle of Blackrock Spire, when humanity was about to win, the foolish Sir Lothar ignored Orgrimmar's strength gap and insisted on fighting with Orgrimmar, almost ruining the victory that was about to be won.
"Lord Savior, what should we do, what should we do?" Eitrigg asked hurriedly.
Thrall narrowed his eyes, waved his hands and said: "We are no match for humans in a naval battle, so we hang a white flag."
"White flag, are you surrendering?" Eitrigg said in surprise.
"Of course not." Thrall smiled gloomily: "We can put down our weapons, but as long as they get close, even the unarmed dragon-blooded orcs can destroy this group of despicable humans."
Looking at the slowly rising white flag, Navy Commander Dai Lin loudly said to the staff beside him: "The tradition of the Kul Tirans requires preferential treatment for surrendering enemies, but the orcs are not from Azeroth.
People, they are shameless butchers and beasts, they should not exist in this world, keep on firing."
Dai Lin was not fooled, and Thrall turned red with anger. He was familiar with history. In the two wars, the senior chiefs used very low-level conspiracies to successfully eliminate the Draenei and defeat the Human Alliance.
For example, hanging the white flag is a common tactic that has proven successful time and time again.
Now Thrall's low-level conspiracy didn't work, which made him feel deeply frustrated.
"Lord Savior, the only way to break out is now." Eitrigg suggested helplessly.
Thrall nodded. Now he could only count on the quality of the ships built by the legion. Under Thrall's command, the fleet moved straight in one direction.
Although the Legion's technology is advanced, the fleet does not use special power. Like Azeroth's warships, it relies on wind power.
This requires extremely high navigation skills, and the hasty dragon-blooded orcs cannot compare to the experienced Kul Tirans.
Dai Lin dispersed his own fleet and besieged the dragon-blooded orc fleet from three sides. Thrall could only command the fleet to scurry around like headless flies. After this continued for several hours, Thrall discovered a problem.
Dai Lin's fleet always kept a distance from the dragon-bearded orc fleet, and occasionally attacked with artillery fire. It was not in a hurry to annihilate them, but seemed to be driving them away to somewhere.
"What conspiracy do these damn humans have?" Sal was filled with suspicion.
Above the dark clouds, a giant dragon with a slender body looked coldly at the naval battle below.
The red dragon Valastaz, he is responsible for monitoring the situation of the dragon-blooded orcs. After all, this is the 10,000-year effort of the dragon clan. The murloc Feralas ambushed the dragon-blooded orcs in the Tidal Bay. If Jaina does not take action, the dragon clan will definitely
Reach out for help.
In addition to secretly protecting the orcs, Valastaz also has the purpose of evaluating the combat effectiveness of the dragon-blooded orcs, so he will not take action when the dragon-blooded orcs are in danger. Only in desperate situations will he seek help from the Red Dragon Queen.
Dailin's fleet was not in a hurry to open fire. The dragon-blooded orcs were currently safe. Valastaz was too lazy to ask the Red Dragon Queen for help and just watched what he considered to be an extremely boring naval battle.
"Dragon-blooded orcs are not good at water fighting. This is a situation that has been mastered for a long time. This is related to the body structure of the orcs. Although their arm strength is strong, they cannot guarantee their accuracy. Fortunately, the trolls have well-developed throwing arms and outstanding
Vision can make up for the shortcomings of orcs. It’s strange that humans are surrounding but not attacking. What’s the purpose?”
At this moment, the dragon-blooded orc fleet stopped, and the first few warships ran aground on the rocks.
"What is this sea area?" Valastaz's eyes widened. Although he was a dragon who had lived for countless years, he was far less familiar with the ocean than the Kultirans.
Magic allowed him to clearly see the situation hidden under the sea. This sea area was surrounded by reefs on three sides, just like a pocket array. Dai Lin's fleet successfully drove the dragon-blooded orcs to the center of the pocket array, and then only needed to block the narrow channel.
Just export.
Valastaz also noticed that in the center of this reef, there was a terrifying magic wave hidden.
There are many secrets hidden in the depths of the ocean, and Valastaz doesn't know what is in the center of the reef.
"The dragon-blooded orcs have fallen into a desperate situation. It seems that they must report to the Red Dragon Queen."
Valastaz activated the communication magic and awakened the lazy Red Dragon Queen. (To be continued)