Stormwind God

Dark Gate March 26, 2 years.

A large-scale sea crossing operation that did not exist in 'history' has begun.

Different from the last tentative attack.

This time, the tribe came out of nowhere.

The report from the Alliance Scout's death came back: The orcs were standing on all the beaches in the entire wetland area that could be boarded. Roughly estimated, this time the troops sent by the tribe will reach 500,000.

The orcs would either send the troops to the northern continent or send them all to the sea to feed the fish.

It is clear that more than a third of these 500,000 orcs are hard labor, and the soldiers have also added a lot of recruits who later arrived through the Dark Portal. Compared with the previous 500,000, the combat power has decreased by at least 30%.

This number is still quite scary.

"Are the orcs crazy !?" Every noble and Dalaran neutral mage who knew the news was astonished. Until then, Lordaeron, Dalaran, and Alterac quickly passed a comprehensive war resolution, and the entire kingdom began to mobilize.

"I hope we can carry it this time." Lothar thought so.

Over there, on the flagship of the First Fleet of Quel'Thalas, Admiral Dai Lin was staring at the chart. Looking at the three scarlet model boats representing the other three fleets, Dai Lin was upset for a while.

Except for the fact that the Third Fleet was too close to Zhongzhao before, Dai Lin did not take into account the navy before the orcs.

The enemy this time was not the group of silly orc-like orcs. Not only is there an orc battleship of unknown strength, which feels very powerful, but also his old opponent, Farrevil, former Duke of Kul Tiras.

As a Freireville who once challenged his throne, Dai Lin didn't dare to underestimate.

The new batch of Bloodsail battleships created by Farreville, although not as good as the original battleships of Kul Tiras, have their numbers there. After being adjusted by Farrewell, the standards of those pirates will not be too bad.

Not to mention the highest level of threat, at least the Kul Tiras fleet must respond to it.

At this time, a visitor made Dai Lin startled.

When he finished speaking, Dai Lin couldn't believe his ears.

"What you said is true !?"

The other nodded and left.

Late at night.

In the Gulf of Palatine just outside the wetlands, the dark night covered the whole world. The dark clouds covered the sky, completely covering every trace of moonlight trying to spread to the sea.

The bloodsail fleet that dropped its anchors, each ship was undulating rhythmically above the big waves.

For pirates who live on the sea, this is already the norm, and a large number of pirates are pulling their hammocks and breathing in the narrow cabins.

The stern of every big ship is the captain's lounge by default.

Miss Jesse Farreville, she was the only heir to the Duke of Farreville after her brother was bombed into the sky by the Blackwater Pirates. At 16 years old, she is short and strong because of a little dwarven ancestry. Look at her muscular back, everyone would think she was a man.

Recently, Miss Jesse was upset.

She thought her father was crazy, and she turned to the orcs who were happy to kill and conquer the intelligent race of Azeroth!

What made her even more unacceptable was that the entire Bloodsail Pirate seemed to have been abducted, and there were two hill-like orcs on each ship watching every captain. They do not know human language, but according to the chief of the tribe, as long as the bloodsail pirates are found to be betrayal, the bloodsail pirates will pay the price for it.

A pirate has never been a clean guy, not taking a bath for a few months, which is nothing at all during a long sailing career. But the two stench female orcs blocked at the door of her room refreshed the lower limit of Jesse's sense of sight.

The devastating stench that I haven't bathed in for years has kept Jesse from falling asleep across the door.

Jesse could only think of something else to distract her.

"Tomorrow will make a break with Kul Tiras ... Hell, this is not the matchup I or my father wanted."

Just then, a dagger silently rested on her throat ...

Early in the morning on March 27.

"Woo! Woo! Woo!" Those horns that continued from the height of the orc arrow tower to the huge horns on the ground made a long and thick horn sound, and the next day the trembling drums rang through the sky. Every orc on the coast, and every bloodsail pirate on the sea, knew the day of the final battle.

"Hmm! Hmm! Hmm!" Looking out of the ship, there was a sense of shivering in the whole world.

This is not an illusion. Even at sea, the ships are constantly shaking with the waves. The bloodsail pirates can clearly see that the branches on the shore are trembling slightly. The gravel on the beach is here and there. The depression seemed to form a wave, shaking violently.

Standing far from the rudder, the Duke of Farreville firmly clenched the side rail of the ship.

"Earthquake?" Even on the surface, the Duke of Farreville could still clearly feel the roar of the earth from the sea.

His chief officer shook his head firmly.

If this is an illusion, it is the illusion that they have hundreds of people on board and tens of thousands of people in the entire Bloodsail Pirate Fleet.

"Hahaha! That's our invincible tribal army!" Standing next to the Duke of Farreville, an orc with a giant axe, who seemed to have more brains, said in an extremely bizarre common accent.

The whole Bloodsail fleet was tumultuous.

All Bloodsail Pirates stopped the business at hand, staring in horror at the bright dazzling turquoise green that appeared on the east coast.

A few moments ago, the continuous muddy terrain stretched from the coast to beyond their visual limits. In the distance, some shallow marshes floating with unknown substances constantly emit unpleasant odors into the air. Numerous small lake-like mud pits have split the green ground into pieces, and no straight road can be found at all.

Hundreds of thousands of orcs have now appeared.

They ran, growled, shoved each other, swarming from the horizon towards the sea.

They seemed to be desperately moving towards the darkness to be driven away, driven by dawn.

All orcs have two legs, two arms, and green skin, but their similarities are no more than that.

Some orcs are as big as sturdy humans, others are in the category of giants, and there are a few orcs with two heads and bloated bodies that are already completely giant-level. They all move towards the shore without exception. Run wildly. (To be continued.)

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