Azeroth’s Death Track

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"The fleet is ready! Great Chief!"

Sword Saint Dahl of the Fireblade clan walked into Orgrim's tent and shouted: "Now wait for your order!"

"it is good!"

Orgrim, dressed in black armor, raised his one-handed warhammer in one hand and followed the old swordmaster to march out of the tent. At this time, it was already a wetland at dusk. At the end of the sea in front of me, the magnificent evening fire clouds shrouded in the sky, watching Going up to the sea and the sky, it looks like a cooked big pot, almost boiling.

Hundreds of temporarily constructed troop carriers are lined up on the surface of the temporarily opened pier in this wetland. Although each ship looks so crude and so weird, it is almost black and almost covers the whole sea. The fleet still has an unexpectedly rugged beauty.

In fact, the orcs don’t need a particularly sturdy battleship. The sea from the wetlands to Hillsbrad Foothills is very narrow. If they don’t encounter an attack, they only need less than 2 hours of sailing to reach them. The hilly coast is not so much a fleet expedition as a landing.

The orcs themselves are not good at sailing, and they have built such a huge fleet in just two months. This is definitely the orcs have received other assistance.

"Chief Orgrim, Hot Sands Group and the Prince of Trade are very satisfied with this commercial sale..."

Surrounded by a group of ogres, a little green-skinned dwarf walked to the side of Chief Orgrim. He wore clothes similar to human nobles, but shrunk several times, and he also wore a monocle. With the white teeth and the twisted and exaggerated face, the eyes of Shijia look somewhat funny.

This is the indigenous race of Azeroth, the goblins, and their origin will be said later. In short, the huge fleet in front of the chieftain is the help of these goblins to build, and the price is...

"I am also very satisfied with this transaction!"

Orgrim waved his hand, and several orcs drove the cart full of boxes, and stopped at the port. These boxes were engraved with the logo of the Royal Kingdom's Treasury of the Storm Kingdom, which was filled with yellow orange orange gold coins and luxury goods. .

"After we leave, I still need you to build another fleet for me to sail to the ocean!"

The chieftain looked at the goblin rubbing his hands, and Shen Sheng said:

"The charts you sold to me clearly pointed out another piece of this sea, and a piece of land the same size as this continent. When I conquer this piece of continent, there... will also belong to the orcs! "

"The Resha Consortium is dedicated to serve you, Chief Orgrim!"

The goblin screamed that his eyes shone with yellow, orange and orange:

"When you return from victory, you will see a fleet comparable to the Navy of Kul Tiras! Your fleet! It's just that I have to confirm whether the tribe has enough gold to pay the bill..."

"Humph!"

Orgrim shook his head for this race of merchants with only gold coins in his eyes. He had no good feelings for these goblins, but at this time he had to use the power of these crazy merchants, so he thought about it, Shen Sheng said:

"You can send people to the Stormwind Port, and the orcs left behind will give you the rest of the Stormwind Treasury! The gold can't be eaten or worn, it means nothing to us!"

"But gold is life for goblins! My great chief!"

The goblin businessman patted his chest like an orc, promising to say: "The Resha Consortium is a credible businessman, and we will do what you promise!"

"Then withdraw! Mr. Buddy, it's the warrior's business next."

The chieftain waved his hand, and the greedy goblins left obediently, and in front of the chieftain, the orc soldiers were boarding the ship quickly, and each ship was full of heavily armed orc soldiers.

"This trip is enough to transport more than 20,000 soldiers! But this is not enough!"

Chief Orgrim took his guard and walked into the strongest ship. He stood on the bridge and looked at the calm sea in the distance. He said in a deep voice:

"There are at least three trips back and forth to ensure that our soldiers are all sent to Hillsbrad Foothills... Counting the preparations, it will take two days. It seems that the blitz cannot fight."

"But at least we can defeat their vanguard!"

Old Sword Dahl. Triple Blood Blade said to his chieftain: "The more soldiers the frontline attracts, the greater the success rate of Saurfang's raid from behind!"

"Let's wait until we set foot on the hilly land..."

Orgrim's eyes were a little bit bad. He felt the shock when hundreds of troop carriers were sailing together. He said softly, "Admiral Kul Tiras will not allow us to break through the sea so easily.. ."

"boom"

The chieftain's fist hit the table at hand, and a flash of cold light flashed in his eyes:

"This time, if the incompetent Zuluhed messed things up again, I would have taken his head!"

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On the wide sea between the wetlands and the hills, there is an island of extremely important geographical location, like a stone stuck in the center of the sea, called Zurred Island. It was here by the Union Navy half a year ago. As a strategic location, 70% of the warships sailing in the nearby waters will supplement fresh water and food here.

The Alliance’s naval commander, the head of Kul Tiras King Dalyn Proudmoore, is also located on this island. In fact, Dailin was from this island half a year ago in the support of a storm. On departure to support Nanhai Town.

At this time, in the naval headquarters of Zurred Island, King Dalyn seemed to feel something, walking restlessly in his command hall, the king's eyes fixed on the table. On the nautical map of China, there is a big red X marked in the depth of the wetland.

"What the **** are you hiding there?"

The Admiral frowned, and he received news more than once in the past six months. The orcs stayed in a certain port in the wetland on a large scale. It seemed that there were some big moves, but every time the ship went to the investigation, It was attacked by the orcs in madness several times, and even provoked the orc dragon knight.

So far, Dai Lin has only learned through the investigation of the mages, and knows where the orcs make ships, but the number of ships and the combat effectiveness are unknown. This quickly became Dai Lin's heart disease.

In the recent period, he even uncharacteristically reduced the frequency of warship investigations and hoarded a large amount of war materials on Zurred Island.

Dai Lin has already felt... a sea battle is coming soon!

Facts have proved that Dai Lin is worthy of the name of "admiral". Just when he was restless, the rushing big knight Cyrus rushed into the general's command room. He said in a deep voice:

"Your Majesty, the orcs attacked from the surface of the sea! A black crush, they launched the attack! The target is Hillsbrad Foothills!"

"boom"

"really!"

Dai Lin hit the command table with a punch:

"I knew that Orgrim's **** tricked us! He didn't want to bite the bone of Torrent in the Arathi Highlands at risk. He planned to insert the sword into our hearts from the beginning!"

"Cyrus, send a message to Marshal Lotsa! Prepare him for war!"

The Admiral will pick up his blue captain's cap decorated with white fluff from the table and bring it to his head.

"Then the Navy of Kul Tiras... follow me!"

"Bang bang"

The sound of the salute sounded in the port, and more than 80 well-equipped warships slowly drove out of the port. The elite navy of Kul Tiras was busy on the deck, moving the shells next to the cannon, and the fighting soldiers checked their equipment. After these human warships, there are more than 20 elven warships from Quel'Thalas. This is the most elite naval force currently in the Union, and now all are commanded by King Darling.

He strode up to the bridge of his flagship, feeling the cool sea breeze at night and the vibration of the hull. He took a deep breath and turned his head to ask:

"Drake, where are they?"

Grand Knight Cyrus looked at the battle report in his hand and quickly replied:

“His Royal Highness’s 20 ships are leaving from the South China Sea town. The 24 ships of the Victory Knight are currently clearing the orcs’ pirates in the southern waters. We have signaled that they will need about 4 hours of sailing to reach this. Piece of sea."

"They may not be able to keep up..."

Dai Lin's fingers clenched the railing in front of her, the sun in the distance was falling a little bit down the sea, and the human fleet lined up behind him to meet the attacking defensive formation and formed an almost impossible defense line on the sea. .

"Before I fall, I don't allow any orcs to set foot on human territory!"

Dai Lin's thoughts surged in her heart. After nearly 20 minutes of slow sailing and waiting, in the observation of the fleet leader's telescope, the orc's black-pressed fleet finally appeared on the sea.

"Uh"

A crimson piece was waving on the flagship, which meant that the admiral had already issued an order to fight, and the captains of the other ships immediately entered the fighting state.

Hundreds of artillery pieces have been aligned with the direction of the orc attack. Although the human navy is ready to face all challenges, even when the orc fleet is really in sight, even Dailin, all The commander was taken aback.

"so much!"

The Admiral's fist clenched: "At least 300 ships! Where did these orcs come from?"

On the sea in front of him, 300 ships of the orc were stacked one upon the other, densely scattered almost all over the sea, like the black tide rolled up in the sea, and was madly attacking the human fleet, like crazy. Like marching ants.

Even if they were several kilometers away, the noise of those orcs seemed to be heard, and some impatient orcs were madly provoking the human fleet with artillery when it was impossible to hit.

They are like a group of black locusts floating on the sea, already full of looting desire for the land behind the navy.

Seeing the provocative shelling of the orcs, the dense water jets that shells splashed on the sea surface, the kind of monstrous ugliness, and the unsuccessful anger flashed in Dai Lin's eyes:

"Fire! They will not fight naval battles at all! Let Admiral Dai Lin teach you!"

"300 ships or 3000 ships! Give me these green skins and put them all into the sea!"

The admiral's order was passed to other ships via semaphore. Five minutes later, the first wave of ultra-long-range artillery attack began.

"Booming"

It was only for a moment that this quiet sea under the sunset was completely shattered by the roaring artillery fire, and the red shells flew out of the cannon that was raised to a very high angle, just like it was swept in the sky Like a giant eagle eating food, flapping the wings of flames into the sky, traversing a gorgeous arc, and then with the death version of the scream, fell from the sky and hit the sea in front of the orc fleet.

Unlike orcs without a full-time navy at all, the Kingdom of Kul Tiras has ruled the sea frontier of the eastern continent since the founding of the country. Speaking of the command of naval warfare, ten Orgrim are tied together and are not opponents of Dai Lin .

"boom"

Among the barrage-like shells, so many dozen shells hit the target. The solid shells fell from the sky and hit the orc’s troop carrier. These crudely crafted ships can only guarantee that the navigation will barely enter the water. For this kind of destruction Sexual attacks have no defense at all.

"boom"

A troop-carrying ship was almost broken from the center, and hundreds of orc soldiers fell into the water in a scream. In this case, they were dead...

Tyrion rode expressionlessly on his death battle horse. Among the wreckage of the ship at his hand was a cannonball that was frozen and unable to explode, and beside him was filled with the cry of death, he and his squire A way to stand out from the crowd, standing on the rolling sea.

The use of death energy is becoming more and more skillful, freezing the seawater underfoot into ice to ensure that he does not fall into the water. This is almost the most basic operation.

"Save me! Save me!"

An orc grabbed the leg bones of Tyraion’s death warhorse, trying to ensure that he would not drown in this way, but the death knight didn’t look at him, and steered the warhorse toward another ship. In the past, the orc holding the bones of the warhorse was quickly frozen into ice by the cold death energy, and then fell silently into the sea.

The first wave of attack caused such a victory and made Dai Lin very happy. His fist was slammed down.

"Bombardment! Continue the bombardment and knock me down all the green shells!"

The great knight Cyrus, who was watching all this, said excitedly to the admiral:

"Look! Their formation is confusing, and they won't fight naval battles at all! We can send all the tribes here to hell! You can end the war on the sea!"

"It's not that simple, Cyrus!"

Dai Lin shook his head. He looked at the chaotic tribal fleet in the distance. He said in a deep voice:

"Orgrim... he is not a reckless commander, since he dares to cross the sea in front of me, he must have his way..."

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