Stormwind God

Later evaluations of the Battle of the Palatine Bay were one-sided.

Of course, this is not a traditional naval battle.

The collision of the two concepts makes this naval battle seem a little weird.

The traditional human navy has pursued giant ship artillery.

The orc's navy played a typical white soldier battle.

In a sense, the orcs played very smoothly. This is not Duke's smashing of the previous cannon for dozens of kilometers. Even the WWII gunboat fired at 20,000 meters. The poor rifled solid cannonball breech gun, which is less than a kilometer range.

This is really not an issue for Orc Swordmasters who play Limbo Microstep.

Hellscream's demolishing Gundam with its bare hands, oh, [Blood Roar] demolished the warship, and gave the orcs a good inspiration. Against the wind or something, the orc warship is not bad. The cannon on the orc warship is basically decoration, in the final analysis, it is just a large transport ship that can move.

As soon as they entered two seas, a large number of sampan-class boats were suddenly released on a huge garbage ship. The laborers supported these modified capped small tortoise shell ships and killed the warships directed at Kul Tiras.

Human cannons are very useful for ships, and you should be blind when you encounter such a small boat. Not to mention, there are still a dozen orc swordmasters who are completely unscientific and come on the waves.

Admiral Dai Lin saw the orcs' tactics as expected and breathed a long sigh of relief.

Inside the sea, a depth of dozens of meters, suddenly a blue and white magic glow.

The light was so dense that none of the orcs had noticed it, except those Orc Swordmasters.

The next moment, the bottom of the sea rose with ice and rain.

Bright, beautiful, has nothing to do with nature, and accompanies death.

The Frostbolt of the Murloc Wiseman is horribly lethal, but it is not a problem to pierce the bottom of the boat. The unique talent of the Murloc can make the sea open a track for the Frostbolt and accurately shoot through the weak bottom of the ship.

"Hahaha! Good kill!" Watching those boats that were fast paddling trying to approach the stagnation, the hull went into the water, Admiral Dai Lin laughed heartily.

The Orc Swordmaster who walked on the waves was not thinking about cleaning up these obstructing mermaids. First, the underwater battle was not their specialty, and second, there were some stronger men to deal with them.

A large number of Naga priests, including the Murloc Prophet Mogor, the Nangwa Nagavara, and the Spiny Naga Serphelis, arrived.

"Quack oh oh oh-" Mogol zoomed in with a spell of unknown meaning.

In the sea, Murloc and Naga have a natural magic bonus.

Not to mention this is a battlefield set up early in the morning. Under the water, the inconspicuous conch, the mussel shell sinking at a depth of tens of meters, or the most inconspicuous dead coral, suddenly emits a magical glow.

The two points are connected into a line, and the multiple lines are connected into a line. At this time, through the clear water, the orc sword sage on the sea suddenly found that there was a huge magic array with a diameter of more than 100 square meters.

"Wow la la la--" Mogor's only three fingers in each hand twitched twitchingly, his eyes turned white, and a madness appeared on his face.

The next moment, the sea sank.

Suddenly, the sea level suddenly subsided more than 30 meters in a huge sea area with a radius of 300 meters.

A huge vortex formed quickly.

On the side, a hundred-meter wave of magic surges easily swept everything into the ocean floor.

The Swordmaster of the Fireblade clan is bullied, but not underwater!

Underwater is the world of marine life.

In the magic circle, countless jellyfish-like tentacles have risen, pulling the orc swordmaster towards the deeper ocean floor. The sword saints hold their breath, cutting the jellyfish tentacles in the bottom of the water with considerable resistance, but cutting one to three and five to ten.

Don't say that this weird warfare is a big living person, even if you change to a big ship, you may not be able to resist it.

"Lok-tar, ogar!"

Don't win or die!

There was no expression of fear on any orc's face, only more orc speedboats attempted to kill the fleet of Kul Tiras by quickly paddling around the vortex.

On the flagship, Dai Lin held the machete in his right hand and a short-barreled rifle in his left hand, watching the scene quietly.

A calm smile appeared on his face: "Well, my old friend, it's time for you to make a choice. But before that ..."

"Ahhhhh!" A green phantom approached at a high speed. His speed was so fast that the water splashed out by his feet splashed a long, whitish waterline on the sea surface.

No long-range weapon can hit this erratic figure.

In this way, he struck lightningly across the sea surface and the ship's rail at a height of seven or eight, killing himself on the deck.

Miscellaneous fish could not catch him.

But he was greeted by a warhammer with sacred golden light.

"Oh!" The ground buzzed and the Orc Swordmaster and the comer wrestled with each other without any fuss.

"I'm the Paladin Tirion Fortin, report your name, Orc!" Tirion, who was abbreviated as Lafayette by countless players before Duke, was the most powerful moment in life.

The wind blows his hair and makes the young knight even more imposing.

"Galao!" After the Orc Swordmaster just spit out the name, he immediately swindled himself and fought against Lafayette.

That's not all of the orcs.

Capture the thief first capture the king, this trick, the orcs will.

A touch of cold knife light lit up from behind Dai Lin. On the whole ship, no one found where the knife light came from, except for Dai Lin himself!

"When!", A non-conventional scimitar back frame, the shiny scimitar blade was just right on the sharp blade that should have been piercing the forest chest.

"Bang!"

Almost in no particular order, the sound of two muskets sounded.

The attackers were completely irresistible to the Japanese and were shot by a musket.

This is not an ordinary single barrel rifle.

As a king, how can there be low-grade goods?

Obviously it was a trigger fired with a trigger, but the magical brilliance of the magic gun appeared on the gun barrel, and the complex and mysterious water-blue mantra did not appear on the barrel until the moment of firing. And it was a single-barreled musket, but it was a two-shot burst under magic, who really banged and died.

"Wow!" An orc sword saint with a single-edged sword holding a large white bead on his back, a single-bladed sword, snorted three steps, and appeared.

"Despicable!" He said in a standard lingo.

Dalin's beautiful face baptized by the sea breeze smiled proudly: "Hey! I don't want to be scumbag by an orc who can only attack behind us! We are at best only one level opponent ... Say no? Samu Luo! "

That's right, it's the orc hero Swordmaster Samuro.

"Huh!" He snorted coldly, and Samuro immediately waved his sword and drew himself forward.

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