"Click, click, click"

Beneath the dark towers of Icecrown, under the indifferent watchful eye of the Lich King, the baffle of the hall hidden beneath the 10,000-year-old glacier slowly opened between the collisions of thousands of gears, and the heavy snow accumulated above the hall was scattered into the dark hangar below, but it did not affect the activation of the black, strangely shaped steel creations within.

A few years ago, in the inaccessible Icecrown Glacier, a secret plan had been set in place, when Darkblade did not have complete battleship drawings in his possession, and all the information and data came from starships captured from the demons that had invaded Azeroth.

In the first few years, the process of building warships was extremely slow, even to the point that the Great Lord lost confidence, but after recruiting the engineering genius, the goblin engineer Dr. Bang Bang, the work of replicating the battleship began to resume very quickly.

And even in the fantasy world, the technology tree is not so easy to climb, relying on Dr. Bang's ghost logic to copy the "damnation" battleship is still only at the stage of experiments, there are still such and such problems to be solved, and it will take a long time to study if you want to really form combat effectiveness.

However, according to the logic of war that the Great Lord has always had, since this batch of experimental warships belonging to the Dark Blade Legion can already fly at high speed in the atmosphere, and without considering the attrition, they can also be used to cooperate with the super firepower of the Dead Sea Fleet to carry out air assault operations, which means that they can already be used on the battlefield.

In that case, in this battle where the Holy Light will be extinguished, why not pull them out and show them up?

"The first sequence of the damned battleship, the engine self-inspection is complete!"

"Interfere with the operation, begin!"

As Sarufar's muffled voice rang out, a low roar in the snowy valleys further north of the dark fortress of Icecrown Glacier turned the windswept land into a hustle and bustle, and the energy grids of the 15 black battleships lit up one after another, and the anti-gravity engines placed under the battleships began to work.

Seen from below, these trapezoidal, heavy battleships with very sci-fi shells slowly emerge from the underground halls between the swaying of the twisted air, and the anti-gravity field activated by the engines sends rocks and snow flying across the surrounding ground, making them look like a pack of giant beasts rolling.

Inside these wrath ships, instead of the Death Knights, the Death Titan Janissaries in their wide black metal armor are the Stone Soldiers crafted from the Naraksha Engine, and this battle will also serve as a litmus test for them, and Tyrion wants to see the true combat effectiveness of these Rock Knights against demons.

As for the more advanced Death Iron Warlords, that thing is still in the experimental stage, and at least until he has a way to transform the undead, Tyrion will not rashly attach the souls of those Iron Warlords to a steel shell full of the power of death into a steel shell surging with the power of Titans, which is an extremely dangerous thing.

"Through the direction of Storm Cliffs-Zudak-Keel Wilderness, enter the Borean Tundra Battlefield, and the flight time is about 10-15 minutes."

Wearing cool mechanical goggles, sitting in front of the operating table, a dozen dwarf death knights who were manipulating the wrath battleship shouted in a sharp and dry voice:

"The powerful anti-aircraft firepower of the Dead Sea Fleet will open up the sky battlefield for us and carry out airborne operations, uh, the altitude of the airborne may be relatively high, I hope you are prepared! I hope there are no fighters among you who are afraid of heights."

With the shouts of these mad gnomes, the joysticks of the first series battleships were pushed to the highest speed by them, and under the pressure of terrifying kinetic energy, these dozen or so black battleships were like arrows off the string, whistling into the mist of the frozen sea of surging ice mist, and they would go around a large circle and enter the north wind tundra from the other direction

In theory, the Scourge is still the loyal vanguard of the Burning Legion, so it's best not to expose the Lich King without exposing it.

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"Wow"

At the moment when the Draenei city of Shatar was infiltrated by demons, outside the Draenei North Sea harbor, about 800 yards near the port, strange deep-sea whirlpools appeared on the surface of the sea suspended with ice floe, and the whirlpools on these seas stirred the icy water, and soon formed a whistling wave on the sea outside Shatar City.

And in the rolling of the whirlpool, the thick and cold white mist also drifted on the sea, like a heavy curtain, enveloping the entire adjacent coast of Shatar City, and between the shadows of the mist, a haze, in the rolling of the water, the warships that seemed broken in the rolling of the water surfaced in a strange and silent posture, the number of these ghost ships was extremely large, and under the cover of the mist, a pair of dark red eyes could be faintly seen shining on the deck.

At the very front of the Ghost Fleet, a huge mountain-like black shadow slowly advanced in the mist, it was the Sea Kingship that had grown to the extreme after devouring hundreds of thousands of Naga souls, it was more than five times larger than the flagship of the once Invincible Armada, the black hull was no longer wooden, but a strange material similar to biological scales.

On either side of this black behemoth battleship, the dense cannon muzzles were enough to make the operator of any battleship creep, and a salvo of this terrifying ghost ship was estimated to be comparable to the firepower of a fleet.

On the bridge of the Sea Kingship, Dai Lin, dressed in a black captain's suit, draped in a big hat, and wearing a black tricorne, stood like a statue, holding a dark blue trident in his hand, and at the top of this strange weapon, on the blade made of steel, a strange wave of water lingered on it, this is the transformed weapon of the Tidal Scepter from Queen Aishara, in this weapon is sealed with a drop of living water essence from the Well of Eternity, so that Dai Lin has the power to manipulate the sea.

made him an out-and-out sea demon king.

At this time, Dai Lin's ice-blue eyes looked at the coastline, the Draenei city of Shatar, which was being besieged by the demon fleet, probably because the demons felt that there would be no weapons in the world of Azeroth that could threaten the starships, or these demons planned to start a wave of land bombardment, in short, their starships were generally only a few hundred meters from the ground, and according to the flight altitude of the starships, they were almost flying close to the ground.

And except for the fact that at the beginning, because of recklessness, the mages led by Gianna used magic to freeze a small starship, resulting in damage, whether it is the city defense crystal cannon of the Delaneei people, or the heavy weapons on the city wall, they can't touch the starship's body, only the demon beats the natives, but the natives can't touch the demons, this kind of pleasure of beating children may make the demon fleet feel very comfortable In short, they relaxed their vigilance.

"What stupidity!"

The trident in Dai Lin's hand swung forward, and behind him, the anti-aircraft guns on the decks of nearly a hundred battleships of the entire Dead Sea Fleet, those latest guns made by engineering masters were all set to the highest elevation angle, and on the decks of several special-shaped warships, there were also some strange launchers erected above the deck, in which a dozen strange cannonballs resembling cones were imprisoned with engineering mechanical arms.

It was a new gadget made by the goblins in the Black Iron District, by adding flying engines, so that the bomb could accurately attack high-altitude targets, they called it "flying bomb", which was said to be inspired by the torpedoes used by the Armada, but the design of these things was not perfect, so Dai Lin did not bring more of these unreliable things.

"Teach the demons a lesson."

The trident in Dai Lin's hand swung downward:

"Let them learn a truth, don't fly around on top of the Dark Blade's head!"

"Fire!"

"Boom Boom Boom"

The scene of the salvo of nearly 2,000 anti-aircraft guns of the Dead Sea Fleet was amazing, and on the walls of Shatar City, Arthas, who was fighting fiercely here, heard a loud noise from the sea, which was like a scene of hundreds of sea beasts roaring together, and he looked back, the fog that had shrouded the frozen sea at some point was completely torn apart at this moment, and countless brilliant fires rose from the sea, as if countless brilliant arrows were pierced into the sky.

The scene as if the stars were rising made the entire Shatar battlefield quiet at this moment, and the demons who were fighting with the tenacious defenders all subconsciously raised their heads and watched the thousands of scorching cannonballs that rushed into the air under the strong power, like arrows piercing the target, slammed into the evil shields of the three outermost warships of the unsuspecting demon starship.

Those ghost cannonballs with the power of death exploded on the shield, tearing the shield out of the gap, opening the way for the rear cannonballs, for a while, the side of the three starships that showed off their might and was close to the sea, as if they had burst into countless fires, in the roar of the Lord of Talgas, the three starships that were suddenly attacked did not have time to turn around, and in the roaring explosions, they lost power and quickly fell towards the city and the sea below.

"Pull up! Pull up the heights! ”

On the bridge of the flagship Evil Hammer, the roar of the Lord of Talgas resounded through the communication channels of the entire fleet:

"Are you all a bunch of pigs? How could you be attacked by such a stupid attack! What a disgrace to the Legion! ”

Scolding and scolding, anger and anger, the Lord of Talgas still can't bear the threat of his fleet being attacked again, the Burning Legion is a very cruel place, the demons are more accustomed to speaking with their own strength, this fleet is the capital of the Lord of Talgas, it can't sit back and watch its fleet be destroyed by the barbarians of Azeroth.

However, while the fleet was rapidly gaining altitude, the firepower of the Dead Sea Fleet, which had just executed a perfect raid, no longer pursued the starships, even though they were still within range.

The trident in Dai Lin's hand pointed at the demon position in the wilderness in front of Shatar City, where the draenei and reinforcements from all over the country were blocking the demon army pouring out of the legion gate in the wilderness, the fiercest battlefield of the land war, oh yes, Illidan was there too!

"Fixed shooting landing target demon army, covering artillery bombardment!"

Dai Lin's eyes flashed with a cold light:

"Bury all the life there for me!"

"Boom Boom Boom"

The execution of the necromantic gunners was extremely amazing, less than 3 minutes after the second order was issued, the first round of calibrated covering shelling completely covered the entire wilderness in front of Sha'tar City, this time it was not the anti-aircraft guns of the Dead Sea Fleet that launched the shelling, but the flat-fire guns that every battleship had, and the number was even more staggering, just one round of calibrated shelling ignited a terrifying wave of war in the wilderness of the Borean tundra.

Everyone on the battlefield knew that the necromancers were probably here to kill the demons, but the problem was that this group of necromancers seemed to be intending to pull the demons and the warriors here together to get rid of this ferocious firepower, which directly caused a chaos.

And higher up, the Lord of Talgas, who had reorganized the starship formation in the sky, stared viciously at the undead fleet on the surface of the frozen sea below, and the grim demon lord screamed:

"Prepare the Evil Power Cracker Cannon! Give me this barbarian fleet."

"Bang"

Before Targas could finish his sentence, the bridge of the Evil Mallet was hit with a strange blow, as if something had smashed outside the bridge, but it was impossible! The Demon Starship has risen to an altitude of 4,000 meters, and at this altitude, there is simply no falling object!

And on the Evil Hammer, no, not only the Evil Hammer, on the shells of all the starships of the entire Demon Fleet, a whole group of Death Titan Janissaries who fell here from a higher place, these rock knights used the metal grappling hooks on their armor to fix themselves to the surface of these demon starships, and the cold wind at a height of 4,000 meters could instantly freeze to death, however, they had already faded the delicate life in the body of the rock.

These more than 2,000 rock knights pulled out the dragon knight war spears shining with the sparks of the Titans from behind their backs, just like a group of death squads performing mortal missions, they stabbed the weapons in their hands fiercely at the demon starship under their feet, under the blessing of the power of the Titans, the starship metal forged by the demons is not necessarily unshakable!

"In the name of death, we hereby pronounce our sentence!"

Standing on the bridge of the Hammer of Evil Powers, Iriel raised her mechanical hammer, her long white hair fluttering in the noisy cold wind, like the Death Valkyrie of the Dark Blade.

Behind the hammer head of the heavy warhammer, at the moment when Iril slammed the hammer downward, a surging flame increased the kinetic energy of the Iriel's warhammer by several times, and the explosion of the falling warhammer in the air seemed to smash the entire starship to pieces.

It's like a rocket-driven power hammer.

"Demons who dare to break into the Darkblade Defense!"

"Death penalty!"

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"O Venerable Mother of Light!"

Hiding on the edge of the battlefield completely suppressed by the cannon fire of the necromancy, the Chaldea crouched in the makeshift trench with his head in his hands, and shouted to Zela in his spirit:

"The undead of the Darkblade are going to kill us and the demons and trap Illidan in a battlefield covered in cannonfire! Come and save him! ”

Even without the Chaldean call, Zela could see from the Chaldean horizon the critical situation in the Borean Tundra at this time, and the Mother of Light saw the merciless covering bombardment of the Necromancers, these emotionless Necromancers were indeed slaughtering demons, but they were also killing the valiant living!

Their artillery covered the battlefield of the fierce battle between Illidan, the son of light and darkness, and if it continued like this, Illidan would be in real danger.

"Warriors of the Legion of Light! Start Zenidal and let's go to Azeroth! ”

In the halls of the Temple of Void Light, the voice of Zela, the Mother of Light, moved all the Light warriors in the area, and just as the Mother of Light tried to open the portal to Azeroth through the coordinates of the Chaldees, a voice suddenly sounded in her mind.

It was a female voice

"Don't come!"

"Elune?"

The Mother of Light let out an exclamation, but there was no response, and at the moment when the battleship Zenidal full of light was activated, Zela, the Mother of Light, was heartbroken, and between the surge of her sun-like power of holy light, a portal to Azeroth, to the battlefield of the Borean Tundra was forcibly opened at this moment.

Ah, those who believe in fate finally jump into their own destiny