At this time when little Annie had just finished causing trouble on the front line of Tarren Mill in the Hillsbrad Hills, and was a little ashamed and angry, she was teleporting to the south in the direction of Westfall alone. In the Great Maelstrom of the Endless Sea In the nearby Northeast region, the terrible man-made storm has begun to subside...
At this time, the warships of the Seventh Fleet of the Kul Tiran Navy were forming a long column, with only half of the sails hoisted, and wearily sailed to the northwest corner of Darkmoon Island, planning to arrive ahead of schedule. The fleets that had left the group reunited, and then headed to the Whispering Bay in the north of Lordaeron's Tirisfal Glades for repairs.
After several hours of pursuit in the storm area, the warships of the Seventh Fleet are now mostly damaged. If the sails are blown, it is not a big deal. It can be repaired directly or replaced with a spare one. That’s it. But if the mast of a certain ship was blown off, it would be a bit troublesome... For the time being, the entire fleet could only lower the sails and carry it forward until the other party repaired the broken mast.
This is also due to the fact that the Kul Tiran Navy generally has three masts, and if you include the bow and stern sails, there are more. And if it were replaced by a crude warship with only one or two masts like that of an orc, it might really be stuck in the area where the maelstrom is stirred and unable to get out!
"How's it going? The statistics on the casualties of each ship have been released?"
Standing a little tiredly on the bow of the ship, Daelin Proudmoore held the railing with both hands, silently watching the strange weather in the sea suddenly become clear again after the storm subsided. He just let the clouds in the sky The scorching sun gradually dried the sea-soaked general's uniform on his body. He turned around and looked at his first mate and the pieces of parchment held by the other party with a somewhat calm expression.
Of course he knew what it was, and what the other person read out later would definitely be sad numbers that he didn't dare to imagine.
"Yes, Your Excellency, Admiral!"
"In this battle to pursue the Orc fleet, except for the fleet that left the team early and there is currently no way to count the casualties, we have lost a total of three battleships this time. They have been lost in the storm... In addition , a total of eight people died on each ship, and 36 people were injured, two of whom were seriously injured. It is not known whether they can reach the shore... In addition, the losses of ships and materials are not included for the time being. The ships are in good condition and can sail to Luoyang. Danlon.”
After reading this, the first mate stopped reading. This is indeed a sad number, even if they win a great victory, it will be the same. After all, in a war, whether on land or in the sea, people will die. Examples of defeating the enemy with zero casualties only exist in fairy tales.
Therefore, he, the Admiral, and even all the fleet members knew in their hearts that those who disappeared in the storm either could not withstand the storm and sank directly; or they were entangled by the orc ships and dragged together. In the maelstrom... no matter what the situation is, there is absolutely no chance!
Therefore, it is certain that the naval officers and soldiers on the three missing ships can now be directly included in the list of the dead.
"Ah……"
"Jason... you have seen, this is the cruelty of war! Since the opening of the Dark Portal and the invasion of our world by the orcs, the navy of Kul Tiras has experienced countless difficult battles... Who of us I don’t know who will die next time...maybe you...maybe it will be me...but what I can be sure of is: the reason why we have been fighting and sacrificing all these years is actually all It’s those filthy beasts’ fault!”
"From the time they invaded our world, whether it was the first or second war, or the undead disaster caused by the Burning Legion and the Lich King Ner'zhul, all of this is inseparable from the orcs! So, this is This is the fundamental reason why I, Daelin Proudmoore, am determined to destroy the Horde!”
"..."
"The resources in the world of Azeroth are limited, and the land is also limited... However, if the newly arrived orc tribes want to survive, they must occupy the living space of other races. This is an unchangeable fact. ! Even if peace is achieved through negotiation and we don’t fight now, in the future, when their population expands, they will definitely fight..."
"So, apart from the superficial hatred, what I want to do most is: never leave these cruel things to our descendants. Since we have experienced so much and sacrificed so much, we might as well just Let us old guys continue to work hard and strive to solve everything perfectly...but why...why do some people always fail to understand us?"
As if he remembered something, Admiral Dailin's expression suddenly became a little unnatural, and he finally sighed and shook his head helplessly.
"Forget it, let's not talk about this anymore!"
"Now go and compile the list of the dead. When we return to Kul Tiras next time, we must send double the pension to their families... All we can do is That's all, go ahead..."
Think about it, the Kul Tiran Navy once had several powerful fleets. After going through the first, second, and third wars, now, only their seventh fleet is left. There are dozens of large and small battleships... Moreover, his fleet is still not fully organized, plus he lost three more battleships today...
Therefore, Daelin Proudmoore can actually see that in the future, the sea kingdom of Kul Tiras will inevitably decline... just like the once glorious Kingdom of Lordaeron and Quelsa. The same as the high elf kingdom of Lars, but he does not regret it and has never regretted it!
Some things always need someone to do them! If not, then it is up to him, Dai Lin...
"..."
Dailin Proudmoore's first mate Jason just nodded silently after hearing the admiral's words. However, he did not leave in a hurry, but hesitantly looked at the admiral who was looking sad. Your Excellency.
There are some things that he doesn't know if he should say it now, but he doesn't want to say it, because that matter is very important, and the specific requirements must be decided by His Majesty the Admiral!
"What else is going on with you? I guess it's definitely not a good thing, right?"
"Tell me Jason, you don't have to worry about anything... Don't worry! Although I'm a little old, my heart is still strong and nothing can knock me down!"
At least... not above the sea yet!
Basking in the warm sunshine after the victory and the warm sea breeze, Daelin Proudmoore turned around and continued to support the guardrail of the ship's bow, and began to take a break from the busy work, hoping to enjoy a peaceful journey. You know, when their seventh fleet returns to Lordaeron, they can only make simple repairs for a few days at most, and then they will have to trouble the Stormwind Alliance again.
When the time comes, it will be another troublesome and sad story...
"..."
"It's like this. The captain of one of our ships ignored the prohibition and danger, and while pursuing in the storm area, he salvaged three orc prisoners without authorization..."
Having said this, First Officer Jason couldn't help but tighten his grip on another report in his hand.
He had read the contents of this report in advance, but he didn't know how to say it. This matter might be too cruel for the Admiral.
Although Jason himself did not want to believe that this was true, combined with the various previous signs and the storm area arranged by the orcs in advance, he had enough reasons to believe in the authenticity of this report.
"Oh? Those bastards actually caught three beasts without permission?"
"Forget it, since we have won a great victory, let's not punish the captain! Let them hang the three beasts directly to the mast, we don't need prisoners! Then, punish them... after arriving in Lordan Lun is not allowed to remove the body before?"
Daelin Proudmoore was still surprised that there was actually a bold guy who dared to salvage orc captives in a dangerous storm regardless of orders! But, anyway, they have all won now, so he is not willing to pursue too much for this.
"..."
"But... Your Excellency, General! I'm afraid I still can't kill those orcs..."
"According to their confessions...the reason why those orc tribes arranged the storm area in advance to ambush us is because our sailing route was betrayed to the tribe's chief Sal! If the Naga lady hadn't happened to be ordered to come, If you accept our advice, the consequences will be disastrous!"
With a sullen face, after thinking for a while, the first mate told the contents exactly.
"Really...who betrayed us..."
A hoarse and bitter voice emerged from the admiral's throat, and he was holding the guardrail tightly with both hands at the same time, until his knuckles turned white...
Dai Lin's back was turned to the first mate, and he did not want the other party to see his painful and twisted expression.
He himself is not stupid, he also knows that there are only a few people coming and going who know their specific route, but they are all in his fleet, there is no possibility of leaking the news! And the only one who was not in the fleet and could inform the chief of those beasts... In fact, Dai Lin himself could already imagine it.
It's just that he doesn't want to think about it, and he doesn't want to believe it either.
"According to the orc general's confession...the person who betrayed us was..."
"Yes...yes...Jaina? Miss Proudmoore..."
After saying the name with difficulty, the first mate also let out a long sigh, took two steps forward, and handed the original record of the confession into the hands of His Excellency Admiral Dai Lin.
Although they have always called Daelin Proudmoore his Excellency, the other party is indeed the supreme ruler of their Kingdom of Kul Tiras! Although the other party does not have the title of king, the monarch itself means king, it is just a different title.
And now, their king, their admiral, after his two sons died one after another, the only daughter left, the only princess of the kingdom, actually betrayed her father who is the king... It can be seen that this The blow to Admiral Daelin was obvious.
Therefore, this is the reason why the first mate felt so embarrassed before. He has sworn to be always loyal to the admiral. Of course, he can empathize with and understand this cruel human tragedy... The most respected and selfless admiral they respect most. , I have struggled and fought bloody battles for the survival of mankind in the world of Azeroth for so many years... But in the end, is the reward really like this?
"..."
After lowering his head and slowly reading all the contents on the parchment report word by word, Dailin suddenly took a deep breath with trembling, and clenched the paper so tightly that he almost gasped. Out of breath paper.
"Jason...go...order: behead the three orcs immediately, and then throw them into the sea to feed the fish..."
"At the same time, I ordered everyone who knows about this matter to remain silent... Before the truth of the matter is investigated, I don't want to hear anyone talk about it again! Do you... understand?"
After a long time, Dai Lin finally expressed his decision.
Then, he clutched the parchment in his hand tightly. Those dark nails that had not been repaired for a long time due to the long voyage had pricked the skin and almost sunk into the flesh of the palm of his hand... The blood began to soak in The parchment slid down to the blue sea drop by drop, and tiny blood flowers appeared...
"Yes! Your Excellency, General!"
His first mate, Jason, could easily tell. His Excellency the Admiral's tone at this time was both cold and sad... So, he didn't say anything more, just nodded and said softly, then turned and left. He felt that at this time, it might be better to leave the admiral alone for a while...
"My Jaina...actually the one who doesn't understand...is you..."
After muttering in pain and calling that familiar name, Daelin Proudmoore could only loosen his right hand holding the parchment report with a slight trembling, and let the blood-stained report slide to the sea, and soon It was soon swept into the bottom of the ship by the waves that were blown away by the ship and disappeared completely.
Why doesn't she understand?
If you have not experienced the blood-stained land, you are destined to have no peace...
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o(╥﹏╥)o I don’t have water. There are so many things to write about. If I don’t write, the world will be incomplete...
