Chapter 30: The Sea of Mists (Page 1/1)

In the autumn of October, bidding farewell to her mother, Gianna resolutely embarked on the ocean fleet to the continent of Lordaeron.

The waves were getting rough and the wind was swaying the crew on deck, and Gianna knew that the fleet would have to reach the shores of Lordaeron within two weeks, or the sea would become even more unsafe once winter began.

The wind ruffled Gianna's long golden hair, and she looked melancholy at the distant sea level, a powerful dark force was rising, but it was too close. Gianna didn't know what it was. But what is certain is that the fleet could not have docked so smoothly in the harbor of Lordaeron. The Scourge must be prepared......

Gianna pondered, and a seagull flew over the warship and was captured by Gianna. She recited the incantation softly, and for a moment it entered the seagull's thoughts. Through the magical connection, Gianna can see everything the seagulls see. The golden sea looks calm and serene, and the waves are calm. But if you look closely, you can see that there seem to be several abandoned ships floating in the sea ahead.

Gianna was a little nervous, she drove the seagull to continue flying, even if the seagull was unwilling and wanted to struggle to get rid of Gianna's control, but Gianna's spell was more powerful, and the seagull had no room to resist. It became the eye of the archmage.

Through the seagull's overlook, Gianna could see clearly that it was a fleet of undead. The fleet of the Scourge Corps.

At this time, Gianna's heart settled down a little. It was impossible for the Scourge to be unarmed, as she had expected before she set off.

"Three o'clock, full speed ahead!"

Letting go of the little seagull, Gianna stood on the deck and commanded in a loud voice.

The sail and helmsman took action. The battleship rode the wind and waves on the sea, and made a beautiful splash. They were moving in the direction of the enemy. This is the moment that everyone has been waiting for.

The soldiers around Gianna are also full of confidence. They believe that with the Archmage present, victory is theirs.

Two fleets with different flags soon met on the sea.

Using the power of magic, Gianna hid her fleet in a golden light, and when the fleet reappeared, all the guns and heavy crossbows were already aimed at the Scourge warships.

Almost at the same time, the guns of the Theramore Ocean Fleet rang out in unison, the calm sea was suddenly covered with thick artillery fire and thick smoke, and twenty thousand sailors and soldiers were on seventy long-distance warships. The scene of a thousand cannons firing in unison was shocking, more shocking than the most terrifying thunderstorm.

It was as if the entire sea was shaking, and cannonballs and crossbow bolts fell around the Scourge Legion's warships, splashing up columns of water that soared into the sky. About a third of the Scourge ships were sunk in the first round of artillery raids, and some of the smaller Scourge ships were even shot through the hull by Theramore's heavy guns, blasting away along with the undead soldiers in the cabins, polluting the entire surface of the sea with rotting flesh.

But soon, the fleet of the Scourge also launched a counterattack. The Scourge sailors operate rotting and wrecked ships as they sail towards the combined fleets of Kurtilas and Theramore. Their guns have a shorter range and are not as penetrating as the ships of Quiltilas. You can only win with speed.

Most of these undead sailors were human sailors during their lifetimes, and Gianna didn't know how the Lich King found so many dead human warriors and sailors in Northrend, and even some of these undead sailors had the shadow of elves. Their battleships were very fast, and with the help of the sea breeze, a formation of three or four, quickly approached the great battleship of Kurtiras.

At the same time, Gianna's officers also temporarily adjusted their tactics, and through a series of complex instructions, the combined fleet began to adjust its formation. Small shells came from both sides, protecting the large transport ship in the middle. At the same time, the three-deck heavy frigates moved to the periphery and covered the small sailboats with their large and muscular hulls. At the same time, it blocked the direction of the Scourge battleship's sprint.

These large frigates use a water trap design, which makes their hulls extremely sturdy and largely unsinkable as long as they are not riddled with holes.

While the combined fleet of Kurtilas and Theramore was adjusting their tactics, the artillery confrontation between the two sides was still ongoing, and the ships of the Scourge Corps were scattered, trying to use the tactics of guerrilla warfare to disperse and disrupt the formation of the Kurtilas and Theramore fleets. But under Gianna's personal command, the coalition battleship group maintained a full formation.

Like two large circles, hundreds of small undead warships were scattered around the perimeter, shelling the human fleet, while the combined fleet maintained a complete defensive circle under Gianna's command, launching rounds of ferocious counterattacks. Once an undead ship tries to storm the interior of the fleet, it will be greeted by countless dense artillery fire inside the fleet. The transport ships were protected, and the morale of the coalition forces was high. It is equivalent to the peace of mind of the transport aircraft and the full output of the fighter.

Soon, another round of bombardment came down, and the undead navy suffered heavy losses again. They have already lost almost two-thirds of their ships. Vast amounts of filthy blood and entrails floated on the surface of the sea, and the debris and wreckage of the ship were stacked on top of each other like a sea of corpses in a cemetery.

Flaming arrows from some of the heavy ballistas set the Scourge boats on fire, and from a distance, zombies and ghouls can still be seen jumping into the sea to extinguish the flames, but whether they are on deck or jumping into the sea, it is a dead end.

The undead can't swim, Gianna knows that. She didn't even bother to waste a cannon to shoot the Scourge soldiers who had fallen into the water. Her eyes were fixed on the fleeing Scourge warships.

"Onward! Catch up with them! ”

Gianna commanded loudly.

Once again, the sails were stretched to their maximum, and the fuel burned violently, providing a steady stream of forward momentum for the battleship. In the thick of smoke, the combined fleet of Kurtilas and Theramore headed in the direction of the retreat of the undead battleship. They couldn't let go of a single ship, or the undead commander would know where the Combined Fleet was, their navy might not be as powerful as Kul Tiras and Theramore, but they had an innumerable air force. Gianna still remembers the scene at the hand of Tyre, where a massive number of undead gargoyles swept through the sky like locusts. In the midst of the dense gargoyles were a few terrifying frost dragons. Gianna never wanted to see such a battlefield again. She had come to Lordaeron to join forces with Ares against the Scourge Legion, not to fight the terrible army of the undead alone.

The fleet was moving at full speed, and the scattered Scourge ships were rapidly withdrawing from the battlefield. Perhaps it was some kind of dark magic that Gianna felt their speed increase, incredibly faster......

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