Five days later, on the front line of Tarren Mill, the war was suspended due to the sudden appearance of a little girl. Finally, after a certain jigsaw puzzle was completely repaired and Marshal Reginald Windsor of the Stormwind Alliance observed After entering the opponent's military formation, there didn't seem to be many changes, and there were no powerful new fire element biological legions that he was most worried about joining. He finally felt relieved and commanded the troops again to gather on the front line. here.
Now, Reginald Windsor plans to conduct a tentative grand army attack. Now that the Stormwind Alliance has joined the new Draenei troops, their military strength has once again been enhanced. On the other hand, the Fire Alliance has On the other hand, except for one more demigod mage, there didn't seem to be many changes. It was even unclear whether those Silver Hand paladins from a few days ago had fully recovered, so he decided to test it out!
It's going to happen sooner or later anyway, so there's no harm in giving it a try. It's best if you win! If they lose, the most they can do is continue the confrontation.
On the long front of the Stormwind City Alliance, they left the military camp and simple defense line and came to the wilderness under the high ground. One man was wearing bright white thick steel plate armor, a blue-topped fluffy steel helmet on his head, and a blue The plate-armored phalanx infantrymen in colorful shirts were holding sharp spears, sharp swords and tough steel shields, just standing under the golden lion flags of Stormwind City with gold rim and blue background!
In the narrow gaps of their helmets, only a pair of cold eyes could be seen. They had been preparing for this battle for a long time! They are looking forward to the upcoming fierce battle!
Behind the phalanx of Stormwind City's elite heavy-armored legionnaires are the phalanxes of dwarf shooters holding muskets, mortar phalanxes, heavy artillery for sieges, and a small amount of roaring steam. Tanks etc.
Of course, in addition to the main force of humans and dwarves, there are also a small number of night elf shooters on both sides of the Chinese army formation, as well as a large number of draenei paladins and beautiful female draenei who are significantly taller than humans in Stormwind City. Priest.
Looking over their formation, one could see that the vastness of the water almost filled the entire wilderness in front of both sides' fronts! That kind of neat military posture put strong psychological pressure on the Flame Alliance troops who were also on the defense line of Tarren Mill Highlands.
The two sides have been at odds for so long. In the past six months, this is probably the first time that the Stormwind Alliance has put forward such a posture of wanting to capture Tarren Mill in one go!
"Lord Velen! How are your Draenei troops prepared now?"
Looking at the huge elite army of nearly 50,000 people on his side, Marshal Reginald Windsor, who was riding on a golden-armored horse, looked around with satisfaction. After finding no flaws, he looked at the formation again. He glanced at the man in front of him who was emitting golden holy light energy and boosting the morale of his party. Finally, he curled his lips and turned to ask the prophet Velen who was standing next to him.
"Your Excellency, Marshal, please rest assured that our Draenei's elite troops are very powerful!"
"But... I'm still a little worried... As you can see, the space between these highlands is not big. The number of soldiers allowed to rush up at a time is only three to two thousand at most. Plus the other party is condescending... This may be harmful to us. The attack is very disadvantageous!"
In a mountainous battlefield like this with only one road going up, the defenders have a huge advantage!
As the attacking party, Velen really didn't want to rush forward like this! Because if there are few people, they will be wiped out by the enemy quickly. If there are too many people, crowded together, it will not be enough for other people’s artillery, magic or catapults to blow up! If possible, Velen has even thought about using his own spaceship to directly transport troops behind the opponent, and then launch a front-to-back pincer attack?
However, thinking about the opponent's air troops and the powerful fire eagles that could breathe, he regretfully gave up this unrealistic idea and did not dare to use the last remaining precious ship that the Draenei could use. A transport boat was sent up to die.
"Of course I know! But, we have no other choice! Now, we can only capture Tarren Mill as soon as possible while the opponent has not recovered from the blows of the past few days! Otherwise, I am worried that more will happen if the delay continues. variables."
"It's useless to think too much! Now, let's get started!"
Looking at the defense lines on the mountain road in the distance, which were made up of rocks, horses, sandbags and wood, they were built based on the terrain. As the marshal, Reginald Windsor also knew that this time the disaster The legion's attack test, regardless of victory or defeat, will definitely cause heavy losses, but now, he has to do it!
In fact, war is so ruthless, there is no right or wrong, only victory or defeat! At this time, either you die or I die! Any pity or retreat is meaningless, there is only victory, only one's own side wins, that is the only way out!
Of course, this time, they will not attack with the entire army, but will only send out a few waves of attacks. If they really can't see results, they will still retreat honestly.
"The forwards begin to attack! Guns and shields in front, swords and shields in the back, close formation, advance as a whole!"
"The archers began to fire freely, and all artillery units bombarded the enemy's line with all their strength! Tank troops, pay attention, follow the forwards and approach for bombardment!"
Following the wave of Marshal Reginald Windsor, professional military commanders galloped out quickly, waving flags and issuing orders one after another!
Then, about a dozen of the elite Stormwind City plate armor phalanx of a hundred people slowly stepped forward, lined up in a dense formation, and started to move towards the distance several hundred meters away with neat steps. Those on the slopes of the highland were also taking pictures. The neatly formed Fire Alliance Lordaeron plate infantry pressed forward steadily.
And behind them were groups of dwarf musketeers and those neatly roaring tanks! Of course, there are also those dwarf or dwarf artillerymen who work in groups of two or three, carrying mortars and artillery shells, and follow up quickly in small steps. Because the mortar's range is a bit short when bombarding from bottom to top, so they need to take risks and follow closer!
And those rows of steam tanks are not walking on the main roads, but only intend to drive closer to bombard?
Because, during the six-month-long confrontation before, their Stormwind City coalition forces had already learned a lesson: once those unreliable steam tanks were blown up by the enemy's magic or explosives on the only main road, they would be blocked. They will have an extremely serious impact on the attack! And if we send people to clear the obstacles here, it will cause secondary casualties, and the gains outweigh the losses...
"Hmph! It's finally here. I knew that old fox Reginald Windsor wouldn't be able to resist!"
"Let the high elf rangers in Quel'Thalas prepare. When the locals enter a distance of three hundred meters, they will launch a round of projectiles. Let's see the effect first!"
After first watching the opponent's more than a thousand heavily armored plate armor troops approaching with a bit of disdain, Generalissimo Garithos, who was on a command platform on a high ground, immediately issued the first order.
Although the opponent's distance may be a bit far, the condescending elf ranger troops and their superb skills can still easily eject it to a distance of 300 meters.
Watching the messengers begin to wave the flags and issue orders, Garithos turned his head and looked at a stone crenel in the distance. He finally relaxed after discovering that the little girl had indeed arrived from the palace of the City of Fire as promised and was ready to join the station. Take a breath.
As long as the other party is here, no matter what the other party is eating popcorn and drinking drinks at the same time, but at least they don't have to worry about the powerful threat of the shining golden jigsaw puzzle in the distance, right?
"Drink! Drink!"
In the distance, Stormwind City's elite plate armored forwards shouted slogans, and finally entered a place about three hundred meters away from the Flame Alliance's defense line. They were still advancing at an unhurried pace. Perhaps, they could only wait until You will only charge when you are about fifty meters away, right?
"Ranger troops obey orders!"
When the enemy entered the first trial attack distance set by Grand Marshal Garithos, the ranger general Lor'themar Theron of the high elf ranger force stood next to a row of about three thousand ranger troops. , and took the lead in drawing the bow.
"Three hundred meters ahead, fully draw the bowstring, at an angle of 40 degrees... let it go!!!"
He directly pulled his Ranger General's longbow to the full string position, then slightly adjusted the angle. After giving the other male and female rangers a few seconds to adjust, Lor'themar gave a loud shout and let go of his bow. The right hand of the bow string caused an armor-piercing arrow to accelerate and shoot out from his fingers in an instant!
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
The next moment, bursts of long arrows pierced the air and the strange sound of bowstrings vibrating was heard. Then, both the Flame Alliance and the Stormwind Alliance on the opposite side saw only a large swath of dark, fast arrows heading towards them. The infantrymen with guns, shields or swords, shields and plate armor who had already strode neatly to a distance of 300 meters shot down fiercely!
"Raise your shield!!!"
The officers in Stormwind City who were directing the advance of the forward formation obviously also noticed the rapid rain of arrows, so they shouted loudly, and the soldiers all raised their heavy shields to block their own arrows. The head continued to move forward without any trace of confusion.
Buzz! !
Benedict! Bang! Boom!
Less than two seconds after the Stormwind City soldiers raised their shields, those long arrows, with a sharp scream that penetrated people, all hit the Stormwind City soldiers who were advancing in unison with their shields raised!
"ah!!"
"Well……"
"..."
Soon, under the baptism of arrows, although most of the arrows missed, a small number of people attacked the heads of the more than ten hundred-man plate armor phalanx that was advancing with shields! Most of them were bounced away by the thick steel shields and strong plate armor. Of course, a few were directly nailed to the shields or the soldiers' plate armor, causing damage to the bodies inside!
There were also some lucky long arrows that just hit the neck of the plate armor or the joints of the hands and feet, causing the sparse twenty or so Stormwind City plate armor soldiers to either fall away from the team and fall to the ground, howling miserably, or else He simply fell down on the grassland that had been stained red by many wars without saying a word, and never moved again...
"..."
Obeying the order, after a round of volleys, Lor'themar saw that the effect was not good and did not order another attack.
He also knew that the damage done by the ranger troops to these heavily armored targets was not very high. It would only be wise to wait until they get closer and let the skilled rangers directly shoot at the gaps in the opponent's helmet or deal with those targets with light armor or no armor. .
"Artillery units, prepare to deal with the enemy's artillery! Catapults, focus on attacking those dwarf mortar units!"
"Attention the Magister troops, be sure to clear out those tanks as soon as possible! The Ranger troops are ready to focus on attacking the enemy's musketeers!"
Finally, after the enemy infantry formation withstood a round of arrow rain and continued to move forward, and the steam tanks, mortar troops and musketeers from behind the enemy pressed forward, Garithos issued a new order again.
Now, in addition to a large number of infantry, Knights of the Silver Hand, and high elf rangers and magisters, the ground force of their defenders only has a small amount of artillery and a large number of catapults. The defense is barely enough, and the counterattack There is definitely no need to think too much about attacking.
If they hadn't been condescending and the long-range troops had not suffered any losses, I'm afraid this place would have been undefendable.
boom! boom! boom!
At this time, the mortar troops who rushed forward behind the Stormwind City plate armored infantry finally started the first round of shooting, letting the mortar shells fly one after another far beyond the two hundred The top of the infantry regiment, meters away, directly smashed towards the side of the Flame Alliance and exploded into clouds of fire, causing many defensive troops who were caught off guard to be directly blown away or shocked into the defense lines.
"Hmph! If you don't pay attention to the limit, you can shoot freely with 300 meters of coverage. Kill those bronze-bearded dwarves and dwarfs for me!"
Seeing that the opponent actually fired the first round of bombardment, Lor'themar waved his hand, and countless arrows flew out, instantly pinning the dwarves and gnomes with almost no armor to the ground!
However, those enemies who were not hit stubbornly reloaded their ammunition, and let the mortars fly up with obvious black smoke tails...
At this time, more neat tanks and dwarf shooters rushed over. Countless musket blasts and the noisy steam boilers of neat tanks sounded. Then, various long-range means from both sides, powerful artillery shells, mortars, etc. , flying magic fireballs, ice bullets, bows and arrows, boulders, burning full clay pots, etc., all started shooting at each other as if they were free of charge!
A battle between the Flame Alliance and the Stormwind Alliance has finally begun...
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In the Endless Sea, nearly a hundred nautical miles away from the Maelstrom, in this sea area that is barely affected by the ocean currents of the Maelstrom, countless tribal warships and troop transports are waiting here.
On these ships, they were loaded with expedition warriors from tribes such as orcs, trolls, tauren, forgotten people, and wild boars. They all stayed on these rough but strong wooden ships, waiting to leave for the Eastern Kingdom.
In fact, in addition to going to the continent of Lordaeron to join the attack on the Flame Alliance, leaving several fortresses in the Eastern Kingdom and grabbing some land from the Stormwind Alliance, they also had to ambush Dailin here. ?Admiral Proudmoore, prevent him from going to the Eastern Kingdoms to cause trouble with their orcs or others!
"Chief! The shamans have set up the storm area, and the ceremony has ended... If the information the human woman gave us is correct, as long as the Seventh Fleet really wants to pass through this area, by then, Our powerful storm will definitely blow all their fleets into that maelstrom!"
In this largest and most ferocious horn-horned ship, with its bow inlaid with ferocious huge animal bones and tusks, King Saurfang walked to Thrall's side with a loud voice and stood facing the bow of the ship. The chief looked at the sea in the distance and said.
"Sal..."
"Are you sure that the woman named Jaina can really be trusted? That Daelin Proudmoore is her biological father. I don't think she would do that! Don't trust those humans too much, they are very Sly!"
"If it were me, as long as it was my father, no matter how wrong he was, I would use my hands and my battle ax to help him! Instead of... betraying him!"
King Saurfang obviously doesn't trust the woman named Jaina Proudmoore. In fact, he is wary of all humans and will not trust them unconditionally!
In fact, as an orc, a true orc warrior, Saurfang has only one pursuit in his life, and that is: to die gloriously on the battlefield in a decisive battle with the enemy! Instead of being a humble sneak attacker like now, using the information betrayed by a despicable woman to deal with her own biological father!
This shameless behavior will make him feel that the supreme honor of his warrior will be greatly stained! He was ashamed to be with that kind of woman, it would make him feel sick!
"Saurfang, my brother... you may have misunderstood Jaina. He is not as bad as you think..."
"But you are right, that Jaina... I choose to trust her! I believe that the reason why she did this is just for the overall interests of the Horde and the Stormwind Alliance, and for the world of Azeroth... You should know that once the Illidan conspiracy of the Fire Alliance succeeds, the endless Burning Legion may flood into this world and destroy our new home, destroy Orgrimmar, and destroy everything we have..."
"So, the reason why she did this was with great determination... We must learn to understand her and trust her... instead of making groundless speculation and abuse!"
He stepped forward with a smile and patted the shoulder of Saurfang, his most respected tribesman and most trusted brother, and then turned his head again to look at the sea in the distance.
Now they have arrived here in advance and stayed for almost ten days. The ceremony of the great storm has been completed. They are waiting for Daelin Proudmoore's seventh fleet to arrive. Then, they can launch the storm and watch each other in the storm. District struggled and was slowly blown into the maelstrom...
After that, after dealing with Daelin, the great enemy who had always been hostile to the Horde, they could safely continue sailing eastward and land directly on the northwest coast of Tirisfal Glades. They would be one step ahead of the Stormwind Alliance and directly capture the empty defenses. The Royal City of Lordaeron and completely occupy that place!
"..."
But now, everything is ready, just waiting for the seventh fleet to enter the urn.
I hope that Dai Lin won’t keep them waiting too long, right? If we calculate the time now, it should be within these two days that the other party will arrive in this area. If the route map Jaina gave them is correct...
"Great Chief! It's not good!!!"
"To the north... a large fleet appeared to our north! They... they seemed to be flying the flag of Lordaeron! It should be Daelin Proudmoore's seventh fleet. They, they are heading towards us with full sails in the wind. Came here!"
At this time, on the mast of the tribe's largest ship with the highest observation tower, a troll archer with a telescope in his hand and the best eyesight shouted in panic towards Thrall below. .
To be honest, he had been observing the sea conditions in the south, hoping to find any clues about the enemy! But had he ever imagined that when he accidentally turned his head to look north, he was horrified to see rows of white sails? So, when he used that precious precision telescope, what he saw was the blue sword flag with a white background hanging high on every ship. He was so scared that he almost lost his soul!
The enemies they had been waiting for actually came around behind them, and then came over with the wind and the sails full?
"What!?"
A little disbelieving, Sal quickly turned to look at him. At this time, even from the low place on the bow of the ship, he could clearly see the ships lined up in a battle line on the horizon. The seventh fleet was rushing towards them with the wind!
What's even more terrible is that the dark naval guns have been protruding from the muzzles of the opponent's decks!
"Great Chief! We were indeed deceived by that bitch! That damn bitch, a bastard, a framer! I told you, humans like her are absolutely untrustworthy!"
"Look, what should we do now?!"
Of course Saurfang also saw those sailboats, and then he cursed with grief and anger!
They had waited here for so many days and prepared for so long. In the end, the prey did not arrive, but a group of hunters with swords, guns and cannons arrived, and their tribe themselves became the prey in the trap? This is really unreasonable!
"..."
Thrall was a little confused and looked at the missing ships that were exploding around him, and then at the murderous Seventh Fleet riding down the wind in the distance, and he couldn't help but close his eyes in pain...
"Chief! It's time now, don't think about anything else, think of a way to save these warriors of our tribe!"
Seeing that Thrall closed his eyes in pain as if resigned to his fate and had the urge to squat down in pain with his head in his arms, Saurfang quickly took two steps forward, grabbed the opponent's shoulders tightly, and shook him vigorously, trying to let him go. The unruly chief regrouped to help them get through this difficult time.
When it comes to fighting, Saurfang is not afraid of anyone, but when it comes to using his brain, he obeys Thrall! Even now, there will be no exception when the other party is deceived by a cunning human woman and makes a mistake!
"no solution anymore……"
"Their ships are faster than ours, their firepower is stronger than ours, and they are rushing downwind with the ocean currents and sea breezes. How can we compete with their naval guns with only our swords, axes and a few ballistae?"
The more he thought about it, the more desperate Sal became...
Their fleet was originally just an armed transport team! It was intended to transport troops and supplies to fight in the Eastern Kingdom, not specifically to fight naval battles. How could it compete with the Seventh Fleet?
"I don't care! You have to think of a way! Even if I rush into the maelstrom with the opponent and die together, I don't want to be wantonly slaughtered by the enemy like a group of Kodo beasts who can't resist!"
An ax hit the wooden board at Thrall's feet. Saurfang's eyes widened and he shouted angrily at the warchief he respected.
He decided that if he could still return to Orgrimmar alive, he would bring a group of brothers to defeat Theramore and kill that despicable evil woman!
"Big whirlpool..."
"There is a way! Saurfang, are you willing to believe me?"
Thrall, who was on the verge of complete despair, suddenly found a glimmer of hope in the other party's angry words.
"Of course, you are our chief, we will trust you unconditionally!"
Hearing that there was really a way, Saurfang quickly pulled out his axe, and then patted his chest hard.
"Then... the order is given: All ships are under full sail, and we will lead the Seventh Fleet towards the storm area and rush into the edge of the maelstrom! Let all their ships follow us closely. Except for ballast supplies, other unnecessary supplies All are lost! Then, those with oars also start rowing for me, we must increase the speed, the faster the better!"
"Then... when the Seventh Fleet enters the storm area with us, we will activate the ritual and let the storm swallow the enemy together with us! Saurfang, we will use the power of the storm to directly attack from the most dangerous area of the maelstrom. rush out!!!"
With red eyes, after looking at the approaching Seventh Fleet from the north, Thrall pointed fiercely in the direction of the maelstrom. They are trying to survive, so they must be fast! If you slow down, you will either be annihilated by the Seventh Fleet or swallowed by the maelstrom!
"What a great idea! Chief, just take a look, I'll go and give the order!"
Upon hearing this crazy attention, Saurfang's eyes lit up and he hurriedly ran to deliver the order. They must run into the storm area before the Seventh Fleet catches them, and then follow what the great chief said, let the storm of destruction give them the strength to move forward and get rid of those enemies!
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"Hmph! Isn't it too late to speed up and throw things now?"
"Order: Raise the side sails and tail sails, we continue to accelerate, catch up, and be sure to sink them all, leaving no one behind!"
Behind the Horde fleet, Admiral Daelin Proudmoore put away his telescope with satisfaction.
He laughed loudly and triumphantly when he saw that the stupid orcs were only now raising sails and oars and throwing away their weights. After many years of feuding, we can finally get some small revenge today, which is great! Moreover, he also saw that the enemy's idea was nothing more than to use the dangerous whirlpool to force their Seventh Fleet to turn and retreat!
But how could those stupid orcs know that the Kul Tirans, who grew up on the seaside, love surfing!
A mere maelstrom can't scare them away!
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