"The fleet is ready! Great Chief! ”

The Sword Saint Dahl of the Fireblade Clan walked into Orgrim's tent and shouted, "Now wait for your order!" ”

"Good!"

Dressed in black armor, Orgrim picked up his one-handed hammer in one hand and followed the old swordmaster out of the tent, it was already dusk in the wetlands, and at the end of the sea in front of him, the fiery clouds of the magnificent dusk shrouded the sky, looking like the sea and the sky were the same color, like a boiled cauldron, almost boiling.

On the temporary wharf of this wetland, hundreds of improvised troop carriers line the sea, although each ship looks so shoddy and strange, but this black and oppressive fleet, which almost covers the entire sea, still has an unexpected rough beauty.

In fact, the orcs did not need particularly strong warships, the sea between the wetlands and the hills of Hillsbrad was very narrow, and if they did not encounter an attack, it would take them less than 2 hours to sail to reach the shores of the hills, which was not so much a fleet expedition as a beach-grabbing landing.

And the orcs themselves are not good at sailing, and to build such a large fleet in just 2 months, it must be that the orcs have received assistance from other aspects.

"Grand Chief Orgrim, the Hot Sands Group and the Prince of Trade for this commercial deal... Very satisfied! ”

A green-skinned dwarf, surrounded by a group of ogres, walked up to Grand Chief Orgrim, dressed in clothes similar to those of human nobles, but shrunken several times, and wearing a monocle, with a mouthful of white teeth, a distorted and exaggerated face, and philistine eyes, which looked somewhat comical.

This is the indigenous race of Azeroth, the goblins, their origin will be discussed later, in short, the huge fleet in front of the Great Chieftain was built with the help of these goblins, and the price is...

"I'm happy with this deal myself!"

Orgrim waved his hand, and several orcs drove the wagon full of chests to a halt by the harbor, which were engraved with the emblem of the royal vault of the Stormwind Kingdom, filled with yellow, orange, and orange gold coins and luxury goods.

"After we're gone, I need you to build me another fleet that can sail the oceans!"

The Great Chief looked at the goblins rubbing his hands and said in a deep voice:

"The chart you sold me clearly indicates another part of this sea, and a piece of land with the same area as this continent, and when I conquer this continent, there... It will also belong to the orcs! ”

"The Hot Sands Consortium is here for you, Grand Chief Orgrim!"

The goblin shrieked, his eyes shining with a yellow-orange glint:

"When you return victorious, you will see a fleet worthy of the navy of Kurtilas! Your fleet! It's just that I have to make sure that the tribe has enough gold to pay the bill..."

"Humph!"

For this kind of merchant race with only gold coins in his eyes, Orgrim shook his head, he didn't have a good impression of these goblins, but at this time, he had to use the power of these crazy merchants, so he thought about it and said in a deep voice:

"You can send someone to the port of Stormwind, and the orcs who stay there will give you what is left of the vaults of Stormwind! That gold can't be eaten, can't be worn, it means nothing to us! ”

"But gold is life to goblins! My Great Chief! ”

The goblin merchant patted his chest like an orc and promised, "The Hot Sand Consortium is a credible businessman, and we will do what we promise!" ”

"Then step aside! Mr. Buddy, it's time for the warriors. ”

The Great Chief waved his hand, and the greedy goblins obediently left, and in front of the Great Chief, the orc soldiers were hurrying onto the ship, and each ship was full of heavily armed orc soldiers.

"This trip is enough to transport more than 20,000 soldiers! But that's not enough! ”

Grand Chief Orgrim walked into the strongest of the ships with his guards, and as he stood on the bridge and looked at the calm sea in the distance, he said in a deep voice:

"We have to go back and forth at least three times to ensure that all our soldiers are sent to the Hillsbrad Hills... Including the preparations, it will take two days, and it seems that the blitzkrieg will not be able to fight. ”

"But we can at least crush their vanguard army!"

Old Sword Saint Dahl. The Triple Blood Blade said to his Great Chief, "The more soldiers the front line attracts, the greater the success rate of Sarufar's surprise attack from behind!" ”

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

Orgrim's eyes were a little unkind, he felt the vibration of hundreds of troop transports as they set sail together, and he whispered, "Admiral Kul Tiras, you won't let us break through the sea so easily..."

"Bang"

The Great Chief's fist slammed into the table at hand, and a cold light flashed in his eyes:

"This time, if the incompetent Zuluhid messes things up again, I'll take his head!"

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In the wide sea between the wetlands and the hills, there is an island of great geographical importance, like a pebble stuck in the middle of the sea, called Zurred Island, which was made a strategic point by the Union Navy half a year ago, and 70% of the warships sailing in the nearby waters will replenish fresh water and food.

And the Commander-in-Chief of the Navy, King of Kurtilas. Prodmoor's headquarters is also located on this island, in fact, it is from this island that Dai Lin set out to support the town of Nanhai during the storm half a year ago.

At this time, in the naval headquarters on Zulred Island, King Dareen walked restlessly back and forth in his command hall as if he sensed something, and the king's eyes were fixed on the nautical map on the table, in which there was a large red X, marked in the depths of the wetlands.

"What the hell are you hiding there?"

The admiral's brows furrowed high, in the past six months, he has received news more than once that the orcs have stayed in a certain port in the wetland on a large scale, which seems to be a bit of a big move, but every time the ship that goes to reconnoitre, it will be attacked by the orcs, and several times, even provoked the orc dragon knight.

So much so that now, Dai Lin only learned through the detection of the mages that the orcs made ships there, but the number of ships and the combat effectiveness were unknown, which soon became Dai Lin's heart disease.

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

Dai Lin already felt... A sea battle is coming soon!

It turned out that Dai Lin was worthy of the title of "admiral", and just as he was fidgeting, the great knight Cyrus rushed into the general's command room, and he said in a deep voice:

"Your Majesty, the orcs are attacking from the sea! The black pressed one, and they launched a general attack! The target, is the Hillsbrad Hills! ”

"Bang"

"Sure enough!"

Dai Lin smashed his fist on the command table:

"I knew that Ogrim's bastard had deceived us! He didn't want to gnaw on the bones of Riptide Castle in the undefended Arathi Heights, and he was going to stick his sword into our hearts from the beginning! ”

"Cyrus, send a message to Marshal Lothar! Get him ready for war! ”

The admiral picked up his own blue captain's hat decorated with white fluff from the table and brought it to his head.

"And then, the Kul Tilas Navy ... Attack with me! ”

"Bang Bang Bang"

The sound of salutes resounded in the harbor, more than 80 well-equipped warships slowly sailed out of the harbor, the elite navy of Kurtilas was busy on the deck, moving the shells to the side of the cannons, and the combat soldiers checked the equipment on their bodies, behind these human warships, there were more than 20 elven warships from Quel'Salas, the most elite naval force of the alliance at the moment, and now all under the command of King Darein.

He strode onto the bridge of his flagship, feeling the cool sea breeze of the night and the vibration of the hull, he took a deep breath, turned his head and asked:

"Drake, where are they?"

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

"His Royal Highness's 20 ships are departing from Nanhai Town, and the 24 ships of the Knights of Vikreth are currently clearing the southern seas of orc pirates, and we have signaled that it will take them about four hours to reach this area."

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

Dai Lin's fingers clenched the railing in front of him, the sun in the distance was setting on the sea little by little, and the human fleet was lined up behind him, forming a defensive formation to meet the attack, forming a nearly impossible defense line on the sea.

"I won't allow any orcs to set foot on human soil until I fall!"

This thought swelled in Dai Lin's heart, and after nearly 20 minutes of slow sailing and waiting, under the observation of the fleet navigator's telescope, the orc black crushed fleet finally appeared on the surface of the sea.

"Huh"

A crimson chess piece waved on the flagship, which meant that the admiral had given the order to prepare for battle, and the captains of the other ships immediately entered the battle mode.

Hundreds of artillery pieces were already aimed in the direction of the orc attack, and although the human navy was ready to face any challenge, when the orc fleet really came into view, even Dai Lin, all the commanders were taken aback.

"So much!"

The admiral's fist clenched: "At least 300 ships!" Where did these orcs come from so many ships! ”

On the sea in front of him, the 300 ships of the orcs were layered on top of each other, densely covering almost the entire sea, like a black tide rolling up on the sea, and it was madly attacking the human fleet, like crazy marching ants.

Even from a distance of several kilometers, the noise of those orcs seemed to be heard, and some impatient orcs frantically provoked the human fleet with artillery when it was impossible to hit.

They are like a swarm of black locusts floating on the sea, already full of thirst for plundering the land behind the navy.

Seeing the provocative shelling of the orcs, the dense columns of water splashed by those cannonballs on the sea, the monstrous and ugly momentum, and a touch of anger that did not admit defeat flashed in Dai Lin's eyes:

"Fire! They don't know how to fight naval battles at all! Let Admiral Dai Lin teach you well! ”

"300 or 3,000! Send me all these green skins into the ocean! ”

The admiral's orders were transmitted to the other ships through the flag, and after 5 minutes, the first wave of ultra-long-range artillery attacks began.

"Boom Boom Boom"

In an instant, the silence of the sea under the sunset was completely shattered by the roaring cannon fire, and the red-hot cannonballs flew out from the barrels that were raised to a very high angle, like giant eagles preying in the sky, flapping the wings of the flames and rushing into the air, crossing a brilliant arc, and then with a death-defying scream, it fell from the sky and smashed into the sea in front of the orc fleet.

Unlike the orcs who did not have a full-time navy at all, the Kingdom of Kurtilas ruled the sea frontier of the Eastern Continent since its founding, and when it came to the command of naval battles, ten Orgrims were tied together, and they were not Dai Lin's opponents.

"Boom"

In the barrage of salvos, more than a dozen shells hit the target, solid shells fell from the sky and smashed into the orc troop carriers, these shoddy ships could only ensure that the navigation barely entered the water, and there was no defense against such a devastating blow.

"Boom"

A troop carrier was almost broken from the center, hundreds of orc soldiers fell into the water with screams, and in this situation before their eyes, they were doomed ...

Tyrion sat expressionlessly on his death horse, a frozen cannonball in the wreckage of the ship in his hand, and the wails of death filled him with the cries of death, and he and his servants stood out from the crowd on the undulating sea.

The use of death energy is becoming more and more proficient, freezing the sea water under your feet into ice to ensure that you do not fall into the water, which is almost the most basic operation.

"Help me! Save me! ”

An orc clutched at the leg bone of Tyrion's death horse, trying to make sure he wouldn't drown, but the death knight didn't even look at him, and steered the horse towards another ship, and the orc who was holding the horse's bone leg was quickly frozen into ice by the cold death energy, and then fell silently under the sea.

The first wave of attacks caused such a result, which made Dai Lin very happy, and his fist flicked down hard.

"Shelling! Keep shelling and smash all the shells on the greenskin's head! ”

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

"Look! Their formation is confused, they won't fight a naval battle at all! We could send all the tribal minus to hell here! You can put an end to this 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, and he said in a deep voice:

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