"We are no match for them at sea, the Horde's ships are too slow and their long-range weapons are insufficient, and our ships simply cannot keep up with their fleet. My warriors were blown to pieces by the Union artillery without even having a chance to throw their spears and draw their bows and shoot arrows from beginning to end. You know, they're all great hunters in the Darkspear tribe. ”

Orgrimmar, the chieftain's council, Woking, the leader of the Darkspear Trolls, said bitterly. He saw that naval battle firsthand, and how the vast Horde fleet was blown away by the Alliance's navy in just a few hours. This was a terrible disaster for the Tribe, who had been stripped of their dominance of the sea, and although the loss of troops was nothing with the Tribe's current strength, as long as Daelin's navy was there, it seemed that they would never have a chance to break out of the sea.

"A bunch of cowardly humans, let them be proud at sea, the orcs' axes and hammers will be waiting for them on land, if they dare to go ashore. Orgrimmar's wolf knight will trample these reptiles. ”

As soon as Woking's words fell, a deep and powerful voice rang out from the seat on the side of the chief's hall. Hell Roar didn't even bother to stand up, just sat in his place, mocking the cowardice and cowardice of the Union troops.

For the tribe, a close charge, a war in which the sword and axe tear through the flesh and blood, is a war. Battles that can only be won by trickery and magic are nothing more than acts and manifestations of cowardice, and they cannot determine the final outcome of the war.

"Nor can it be said of Garrosh. Hell roars, control of the sea is very important, and if we can't cut off the alliance's supply at sea, then this war will drag on indefinitely. The Coalition will be supplied from the sea, they will harass our coastal villages and towns, and our armies and soldiers will be exhausted. You know, the speed of the march at sea is much faster than on land. ”

After Hell Roared, High Chief Sal immediately offered the opposite opinion. As the chief of the tribe, Thrall has a more long-term vision, and he sees not only one battle or two, but a whole big war after a local battle. Tactics are important, but strategy is more important than tactics on local battlefields.

Woking affirmed Sal's claims. But there was no better idea to guard against the harassment tactics of the Union Navy. Their previous raid on the tribal camp in the Dust Swamp was a striking example. It is simply not possible for the army of the Horde to follow the navy of the Alliance. The alliance is prepared, and there is a consensus within the tribe.

"Then build another fleet, or transfer Azhara's Fifth Fleet to wipe out this Alliance Navy once and for all. It was our strongest fleet, the Armada built by goblin engineers. ”

Garrosh continued.

Like Dai Lin, the war maniac in this tribe only has battle in his eyes, and if it weren't for the fact that the naval strength of the tribe is really worrying, he is even willing to board a ship, jump on the deck of the opponent's warship alone, and solve the battle with the battle axe in his hand. You don't have to think about this, think about that.

"No, that's too risky. Garrosh, don't you understand what Woking is saying? Our naval strength is inferior to that of the Alliance, and at the same time, we have not yet figured out the naval strength of the Alliance. We don't know how many of their warships there are, what kind of equipment and tactics they have. At this time, it is too risky to rush into action. That's right, the Fifth Fleet is our strongest naval fleet, the invincible fleet that we spent a lot of money on goblin engineers to transform. But we can't make sure that the alliance and the goblins are not dealing. According to the analysis of intelligence, the alliance has been in Gakison for at least half a month before, and during this time, I don't know what kind of friendship the naval leader of the alliance has with the goblins, in case they also buy the advanced technology of the goblins, then, our Fifth Fleet will have no advantage at all. ”

In the face of the brain-dead roaring radical rhetoric, Sal continued to persuade calmly and wisely. Although Thrall can have the final say as the Grand Chief, the Grand Chief of the Tribe wants his ideas to be accepted by the crowd before making important decisions. After all, solidarity is the most important thing.

"Maybe we can wait, Sal."

At this moment, the old orc Itrig, who had been listening calmly from the sidelines, spoke. The scene suddenly fell silent. As an ordinary orc warrior, Itreg does not have the fighting power against the sky, nor does he have the explosive power like a young orc, but as Thrall's personal advisor, Itreig's speech is enough to attract everyone's attention. Every word he says has the potential to influence the Grand Chief's final decision.

"Wait? What do you mean? ”

Sal asked.

"According to the feedback from the fighters on the front line, there is only one type of alliance fleet flag, that is, the green anchor flag, that is, this is not a full-scale invasion, and the alliance's attack is likely to be just a surprise attack by the king of the sea kingdom at his own discretion. This also means that they will not be able to get a real full supply, even if they have been well supplied in the southern Gakison, but after a long time, these supplies will still be exhausted, relying on Kurtiras's unilateral sea transportation, it is difficult for the admiral to maintain a state of wandering the sea for a long time. They will surely land. And it won't be long. More than a dozen warships, tens of thousands of people eat and drink every day, will plague the captain and admiral. So, they will land, and they will land on a large scale. ”

Itreg said, walking over to the "world map" in front of Thrall, which was actually a map of the east coast of Karimdor, north of Ashenvale, where the orcs had not yet set foot in it.

"There aren't many deep-water ports on this continent, the Goblin Port in the Tanaris Desert is one, and the other two landing sites are Orgrimmar and Aysara. Most of the warships of the alliance are huge, and if they want to land, they must have such a good deep-water port, otherwise they can only rely on the rise and fall of the tide, as an experienced naval chief, I don't think the leader of the alliance fleet will risk waiting for the tide during the war. But all of these locations are heavily guarded by tribes. My guess is that the Alliance will land from the dust swamps, where it will be replenished with fresh water and food. They've attacked there before, and they'll think our defenders there are still sparse. We can then take advantage of this opportunity to send heavy troops to quietly ambush in this swamp, waiting for a large-scale landing of the Alliance. The islands, yes, the small ones near the swamps, would be ideal landing sites. ”

Pointing to the map, Itreig calmly analyzed.