Nanhai Town, an extremely small port town. The scale of the pen & fun > pavilion www.biquge.info is simply not comparable to any port on this continent. Not to mention the Treasure Bay or the deep-water harbors of later generations, such as Storm Harbor, Minahill Harbor.

However, under Duke's operation, after the arrival of the refugees in Stormwind, it became the busiest port and cargo distribution center in the entire northern continent.

From a small wooden pier to a huge stone pier.

It is no longer just a small civilian fishing boat, but a large port for both military and commercial purposes.

Let Nanhai Town go from being dark and black at night, to being unsuitable for going to sea unless it is stormy, and every day starts from the early morning of the morning to the sea like the moonrise, almost all day long. Merchants brought goods from various ports, not only from the northern continent, but even with the lure of money, the goblins of Treasure Bay took great risks to deliver Duke's orders.

Tens of thousands of people are busy all day long, not to accumulate wealth for this Palembang, but only for the survival of hundreds of thousands of refugees, and for the coming war.

Late at night, there was still nearly an hour before the first rays of morning light between heaven and earth.

The sea opposite Nanhai Town is a calm scene, and there is only sparkling waves above the dark sea.

If it weren't for the fact that the officers had already begun their pre-war mobilization, and if it weren't for the soldiers who went to bed early, were woken up early, put on their armor, and waited in the bunkers and trenches in the mountains, I am afraid that everyone would have thought that the impending great war was just an illusion that would not come.

The Nanhai Town Headquarters is brightly lit.

Most kings were not accustomed to waking up in the middle of the night. For the older Kings Jean, Terenus, and Aiden, the impact was even more obvious. Most of them carry refreshing drinks from the near service.

Duke sat in the seat that originally belonged to Lothar, and he was the commander-in-chief of this battle.

Gently propped his chin with his left hand, Duke spat out two words between his teeth: "Ring the bell!"

Wendsol was an extremely responsible soldier, and it was impossible for him to miss Duke's order, and he waved his hand and shouted: "Order, the enemy is coming." Enter the first stage!"

A crisp and shrill bell rang beside the headquarters, and soon, the bell quickly spread, and more and denser bells rang like echoes throughout the town of Nanhai. There was a violent commotion on the east and west hills of Nanhai Town, as if the hills were the legendary guardian gods of the Shadow Elves, the mountain giants, and the whole hill came to life.

The cries of officers of all ranks were faintly heard in the wind, and they seemed to be scolding the soldiers who dared to doze off.

"Flares!" said Duke.

The order was quickly conveyed, and soon, a cannon shot rang out on the eastern hill of Nanhai Town. A dazzling red ball of light was shot into the air.

It was only at this time that the alliance bigwigs with binoculars suddenly saw countless small black shadows appear above the deep black sea level in the distance.

They were accustomed to seeing the Kurtilas warships in the harbor of Nanhai Town.

In comparison, these tiny transports resemble a pile of leaves scattered onto the water.

However, these leaf-like shadows grew larger in the public eye at a rapid rate. In a few moments, there was already the shape of a 'boat' in the horizon.

The mages arranged on the hills on both sides released a large number of [Light Techniques]. Countless white balls of light began to rise dozens of meters into the air on the beach, illuminating the entire beach coast as if it were daytime.

The Horde's transports arrived, and they didn't bother to slow down, crashing straight into the rocky eastern coast.

Even from a distance of a thousand meters, the kings in the headquarters could see the hull of the ship crashing into the shore emitting a terrible tremor. In a trance, they even felt the mournful sound of the wooden bottom of the boat, and the large iron nails on the board struggled, making a tooth-souring sound as they fled from the wood.

Countless dark shadows emerged from the ship, and by the light, the human defenders on the shore quickly saw their enemy, the orc laborers.

Unarmoured, armed with the roughest mallets or primitive stone axes, they rushed a little stupidly to the hills not far from the shore at the shouts of the few orc warriors.

"The 1st Archer Brigade shoots freely! the 2nd Archer Brigade prepares. ”

It would not be cost-effective to use up the physical strength of the archers to deal with the enemy's cannon fodder. But Mograine, the Grand Lord of Lordaeron, knew that today's protagonist would never be Lordaeron's archers. And according to the scheming lieutenant commander, after the archers have exhausted their physical strength, there will be at least three hours for the archers to rest and recuperate.

Just as Mograini glanced at the 'state-of-the-art table' high up the hill, a bowstring vibrated sound.

The arrows are quite accurate, and even if they can't hit the enemy's vital point, they are basically shot at the enemy.

"Hey, isn't that bad? Sylvanas, who was bored in the grand seat, commented.

Queen Xi's mouth is not bad, and it is almost at the level of an archer in the human world.

The archery skills of these archers were accumulated by countless shooting trainings. Trained from the age of 18, most of these archers had been trained for more than five years. Each person is estimated to have hundreds of Arasso gold coins just converted into money from bad arrows.

After coming here, Mograini was depressed for a long time after learning that the bows and arrows of ordinary archers were useless to orc warriors, and that the more lethal javelin was king. Thankfully, Duke informed him that the archers could still be used for cannon fodder......

Whether or not it's wasted, at least the gold coins are now recovering a little bit of their cost on the orc laborers.

Ten breaths passed, and calm returned to the beach again. These laborers, who had only a loud voice, were soon struck by arrows and died on the shore.

More and more transport ships washed ashore.

The archers began to get busy, their arms sore from the bursts, and at last the first laborers began to reach the front of the hill.

General Abydis shouted: "Raise your spear, raise your shield, attack!"

In front of the pillboxes at the bottom of the hill, the soldiers were already ready, and they formed a very long defensive line very standardly, perhaps not enough to resist the sheer number of tribal warriors. If it is used to deal with hard labor, it is quite sufficient, and it is just right for the recruits to see blood.

Now, they waited, and discharged a sturdy shield wall with their spears exposed, and there was no tactic to speak of, and the scattered tribal laborers who launched the charge slammed into it.

The shield wall was undamaged, and every drudger was stabbed to death. (To be continued.) )