The Endless Sea, about a dozen nautical miles due north of the Maelstrom, is a place where strong winds roar, heavy rain pours, and lightning and thunder are as dark as night. Generally speaking, there is definitely no ship or underwater creature that dares to be here at this time. active. Pinshu.com... Because the ruthless wind and waves are enough to smash or capsize any ship with poor performance or navigator with insufficient skills! Even undersea creatures like Naga or fish-men will dive deep into the sea, away from the violent sea surface and chaotic ocean currents. Even the lowest level of sea fish, the biological instinct of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages will drive them away from here. .
However, here, in this yellow danger zone of whirlpool ocean currents shown on the Kul Tiras naval chart, there happens to be a large group of Kul Tiras' 7th Fleet navy, desperately chasing and dying in the storm. The fleeing tribal fleet!
This place is about a depression away from the dangerous maelstrom, no more than ten nautical miles at most. It is an extremely dangerous area!
In normal times, if the wind is insufficient or the course is wrong, if any ship accidentally enters here, it will always be a dead end! But today, neither the attacking Kul Tiran navy nor the fleeing Horde fleet paid any attention to the danger here and continued to head southeast, driven by the powerful clockwise vortex ocean currents. And the violent Level 10 north wind, rushing madly across the sea at incredible speeds.
Under the storm rituals of the orc shamans for many days before, the dark clouds in the sky kept rolling, and the thunder exploded deafeningly. While the heavy rain poured down, thick blue and white lightning also appeared. From time to time, it fell down from the side and exploded directly into the dark and dark sea.
Those huge waves that were almost as high as the bow of the ship swooped down one after another towards the bow or stern of both sides of the ship, causing countless cubic meters of salty seawater to pour into the deck and the cabin below in an instant! At this time, whether they were humans or orcs, both sides arranged for countless sailors and soldiers to constantly use wooden barrels to lift the seawater that poured into the bottom of the ship to a higher deck, and then kept using force from the ship's window. discharge!
Both of them had to do this, because when the wind is strong and the waves are high, it is no joke for the sea water to rush into the cabin! Just now, several orc ships have sunk due to insufficient water inflow and drainage.
At this time, the sails and cables on both sides had been tied up, and no one dared to run to the deck easily without protection! Because, if we really want to do that, the ruthless huge waves will instantly swallow anyone and drag them directly into the deep sea water...
Compared with the low drainage efficiency of the orcs, the Seventh Fleet of the Kul Tiras Navy is much more professional! In addition to the necessary efforts to drain water using manual labor and buckets, each ship also has two human-powered drainage trucks on the left and right. As long as the replacement person keeps stepping on the drainage device like a water drain, it will keep rotating. Get up and drain the seawater directly out of the cabin through the pipe!
At this time, in addition to following the wind and ocean current, countless ships on both sides were also swinging violently from time to time!
For the Kul Tirans, who are used to seeing wind and waves, and the entire fleet is still in the navy, they have long been used to this bad situation! At most, this just makes them slower and more careful when moving in the cabin.
However, for most of the tribal warriors who are landlubbers, this is very fatal!
"Great Chief! Our losses are too serious! I just took a look at the stern of the ship, and the ships still following us may be less than half of what they were when we set off!"
At the forefront of the orcs, on the ship owned by Warchief Thrall, King Saurfang carried the decapitating ax of his high-ranking warlord on his back. He staggered and held on to the thick wooden railing along the ship's edge, struggling to touch the bow of the ship. , standing so firmly on the deck despite the wind, rain, thunder, lightning and waves, constantly next to Sal who was casting some kind of shamanic spell, and then began to report loudly.
During this period of time when the enemy and we were chasing each other and fleeing, their tribe suffered extremely heavy losses!
Anyway, King Saurfang himself just estimated that they have lost more than half of their ships! Half of these ships may have been destroyed by the Seventh Fleet and then sank or were damaged and swallowed up by the ruthless maelstrom; some may have lost their way and crashed into the maelstrom; others, He was simply swept over by a big wave and disappeared instantly...
"Saurfang... we have no choice now but to move on!"
Thrall, who kept directing the strong wind to blow his sails and instructing the seawater to drag the nearby ships forward quickly, could only give Saurfang such an answer with a calm face.
Their tribal fleet has lost more than half, of course Tha'ar knows! Thrall, who is now the warchief, thinks that it was his wrong decision that led to him being attacked by the enemy, but everyone is sad, everyone is angry, and everyone has to blame themselves!
but……
This is just like what he said himself. They really have no other choice now but to continue to bite the bullet and continue to rush forward. Life or death depends on the next gamble! Otherwise, even if it is not swallowed by the sea, it will be sunk into the sea by the Kul Tiran navy behind it.
"But it's really too dangerous ahead... It's a big whirlpool. Can we really rush through it?"
As the leading navigation ship, Saurfang threw himself in front of the railing of the bow, and then ignored the huge waves that hit him from time to time, letting them hit his body and face heavily, and at the same time, he let those bitter feelings hit him. The salty water poured into his throat from his fanged mouth, and he stared at the distance of their ship's sailing.
Directly ahead, there was a huge, almost invisible pit, like the Mulgore Plains surrounded by mountains next to the Barrens... However, Saurfang knew that it was not What a plain, not a big valley, but a huge super whirlpool that is bigger than the entire Durotar!
Once they are scratched in, then none of them can survive!
"We can definitely do it. The souls of our ancestors will definitely protect us!"
"Right now, the shamans are working hard with me... As long as those behind them don't fall behind, we will definitely be able to rush over. We will definitely..."
Warchief Thrall, whose whole body had already been soaked by the sea water, kept cooperating with the shamans in the cabin to guide the power of the storm and sea, intending to use all his strength to help the remaining warriors of the tribal fleet. Find a difficult way to survive!
And this is Sal's self-redemption for the mistakes he made...
"Saurfang, my brother..."
"Diagnosis here is very dangerous. I won't take care of you later... You'd better hide in the cabin quickly!"
Holding the Hammer of Destruction high, he continued to guide the power of the shaman, working hard to communicate with the elements of the storm and the sea. When Thrall found that King Saurfang was still carrying the battle ax on his back, his hands firmly grasping the bow of the ship. After refusing to let go of the railing and not leaving, I couldn't help but offer a little persuasion.
Now on the bow deck, there is nothing but thunder, storms, heavy rain and huge waves, and it is really too dangerous! Therefore, at this time, running to the cabin and staying there would be the best choice.
"No, Sal..."
"If we are all going to die today, then I will stand here, at the bow of the ship, with my eyes wide open to see how I am going to die! Instead of running to the cabin to whimper like a coward. I am tremblingly waiting for the judgment of fate! I will never!!"
"We orcs never give up!"
"Those demons of the Burning Legion did not defeat us... nor did humans enslave us... Now, this kind of storm cannot make us surrender either..."
Boom! ! !
As soon as Saurfang finished speaking, after a flash of lightning, huge waves swooped down towards the bow of their ship, forcing him to shut up quickly and hold on to the thick and strong crossbar tightly. He fixed his body to the bow of the boat and barely let the waves sweep him away.
If he was swept into the sea by the wind and waves just after he said those bold words, he would die with his eyes open!
"..."
However, his mouth had grown a little big just now, and he was accidentally filled with seawater. Therefore, for the sake of his own health and to be able to hold on on the bow of the ship for a while longer, King Saurfang felt that he still It's better to keep your mouth shut.
"Sorry...my brother..."
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"Good guy! I've caught up with another one!"
At this time, another tribal sailing ship fell behind due to the unprofessional operation of amateur sailors. Then, they managed to land within reach of the Admiral's right gun muzzle.
"Fire the cannon! Fire the cannon! Good opportunity, hurry up, pull back those tarpaulins, light them one by one, and sink it hard for me!!"
"Attention all gunners: only firing in sequence is allowed, salvo shooting is strictly prohibited! We may only have one chance to fire, so aim and fire!"
On the second and third decks of the right side window, when the gunnery officers saw the tribal ship swaying to their right side outside, they seemed to be unexcited and opened the tarpaulins at the gun muzzles one by one. , after taking aim, he directly extended the unquenchable magic torch to the gun's gun port.
boom! boom! boom!
The sound of cannons began to sound one after another, and the shells violently cut through the rolling waves and attacked the enemy ships.
However, in this rainy and thunderous weather, the sound of the cannon was quickly obscured by the roar of thunder... Except for the warships that fired the cannon and the ships that were hit, no one would pay attention to this sound anymore. Most of them are still fighting with their lives against the strong wind and huge waves.
Soon, amid the excited cheers of a group of Kul Tiran sailors, the opponent's rough ship was blasted by more than thirty shells. Although only three to five shells were lucky enough to kill the opponent, in front of the opponent While holes were smashed into the hull of the ship, one of them luckily broke one of the opponent's masts.
"here you go!"
"Keep reloading, pay attention to waterproofing, don't worry about it anymore, they are dead!"
If it were somewhere else, they might stop hitting until the opponent sinks!
But now, in the maelstrom in the storm area, when they saw each other's ships being carried southward by the waves and the currents of the maelstrom, they knew that those unlucky tribal beasts were definitely hopeless!
"Quick! Open your eyes and see who else is within our range!"
After sinking another enemy ship and gaining a record, the gunnery officer of Kul Tiras used his knife to score a mark on the wooden board next to him while smiling at the busy artillerymen. they shouted in command.
The hull plank next to him already had three fresh scratches, proving that they had destroyed or damaged three enemy ships! But here, damage is equivalent to destruction, there is no chance!
"Attention, look carefully at everything. Look clearly at the magic lights on the bow and stern of the ship, and look at the sails. Be sure not to hit one of your own!"
Now in the storm area, the sky is a little dark due to the sky and heavy rain. However, the Kul Tirans naturally have a set of identification measures for navigating in the dark night, heavy rain or thick fog, and identifying friendly forces. Those messy tribal beasts in front of them So much better! After all, Kul Tiras have been sailing in this ocean for countless generations, and the experience they have accumulated is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
"Wait a minute...what do those ships in front of you want to do? No! They are about to collide, avoid them quickly!!!"
Just when the sailors of this ship were really happy to bombard the enemy, they were horrified to find that several tribal ships at the rear that were rushing forward with the wind and current suddenly turned their rudders and started flying in a frantic manner. A large semicircle was drawn on the sea surface, and then while there was still some power, it faced the strong sea wind and waves and crashed into several 7th Fleet ships that were chasing the orcs the most closely!
On the decks of those orc ships, you can still vaguely see some crazy and bloodthirsty tribal soldiers holding sharp blades, such as those pig-headed, bull-headed monsters or green skins, etc...
Although most of the ships that suddenly turned around gradually lost speed due to the violent north wind and waves and ocean currents after turning sharply, and were carried by the vortex towards the south of the large whirlpool, there were still two ships that were extremely fierce. It hit hard a battleship in the Seventh Fleet that was chasing too closely and moved too far forward!
"Kill!!"
"Ready to fight!"
"ah……"
When they collided together, apart from the faint sound of fighting and the clash of weapons, the three ships that were entangled together and lost speed were soon carried southward by the ruthless storm and whirlpool. Yes, completely missing.
"..."
"Your Excellency! We can't go on like this. The area ahead is very dangerous. If we don't leave, we may not be able to leave!!"
"Hurry up and retreat, Your Excellency! Ours is a big ship. Listen to the strange noises made by the keels and planks of our ship now... We are not like the stupid orcs like them. In this kind of weather and sea conditions , their performance as a broken ship makes exquisite warships like ours even more powerful!!"
"Please retreat and leave your Excellency...that's enough now. The fate of those tribal beasts will be left to the judgment of the ruthless sea!"
As the forward navigation and commanding flagship, the people on the Admiral's side of course also saw the depression of the maelstrom in the distance and the naval warship that had just been hit by several orc tribe ships that wanted to perish together. Therefore, At this time, the first mate who had been staying next to Dai Lin finally couldn't help but exhorted General Dai Lin, who was steering the ship in the wind and rain himself.
Now this area is already on the edge of the red and yellow danger areas. Plus they are navigation ships. If they are not careful, they can take the entire fleet behind them into the ditch! By then, it will really be a big joke!
"..."
"Fine, you're right... let's go now..."
Looking at the 30 or 50 remaining large ships of the Horde that were so close ahead and could be eliminated by chasing for a while, Admiral Daelin Proudmoore thought about it seriously. In the end, reason quickly defeated hatred. , and then turned the rudder sharply, changing from the original southeast course to a due south direction taking advantage of the crosswind.
"Go, hang the magic navigation lights for withdrawal from the battle on the stern and mast, and ask the ships behind to follow. We will start to evacuate now..."
Although they did not completely annihilate the orc fleet, the other side must have wiped out most of their warships during the three hours of pursuit. It is still unknown whether the remaining ones can successfully escape from the maelstrom. Therefore, Dai Lin felt that they had achieved a glorious victory and it was time to retreat.
If it is somewhere else, just issue a command. However, we are now in the dangerous maelstrom of the Endless Sea. After the explosion and sinking of the Well of Eternity tore apart the earth, the magnetic field here has become extremely chaotic. Those pointing needles, whether they are guides or north It doesn’t have much use anymore.
Therefore, now in this stormy weather, they can only rely on their experienced captains to barely judge the direction based on the direction of the water flow, and they must always be vigilant! Otherwise, in the vast sea, the rolling waves will cause you to accidentally drive the boat to a place it shouldn't go, and then it will be a disaster!
"Yes! Your Excellency!"
Finally, following Dai Lin's order, magic navigation lights of special colors began to be hung on the stern and mast of the Admiral. In this windy and rainy storm area, they looked extremely dazzling! Then, one after another, Kul Tiras' naval battleships continued to fight against the wind and waves, while silently following behind the flagship in front, and began their triumphal voyage after victory.
In this battle, they made countless gains. At least half of the orc fleet was directly or indirectly destroyed by them, and at least 10,000 tribal soldiers were buried in the ruthless sea...
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