While Varian and the Stormstorm Guardians hunted trolls in Hinterland, the Orc Horde's troop convoys were getting closer and closer to the Lordaeron subcontinent.

On the Endless Sea, a fleet flying the flags of the Kurtilas and Lordaeron alliances is heading southwest.

On the flagship deck at the far end of the fleet, Admiral Daileen Proudmore was standing near the bow of the ship with a telescope in hand, looking into the distance.

At this time, Adjutant Jenas came to his side and reported: "General, not far ahead is the island of Zuldere. According to previous reconnaissance by the elven destroyers, the troop carriers of the orc tribes will arrive there soon. ”

"I see......" Admiral Dai Lin put down his binoculars and said to his adjutant, "Lieutenant Jenas, order to go down and cheer up all the boys, we will let those orcs taste the power of the guns of the battleship Kurtiras." ”

"Yes, General!" Janus saluted and went down.

The flagbearers of the flagship watchtower began to convey Admiral Dai Lin's orders to every battleship in the fleet, and the sailors and soldiers were ready for the coming naval battle.

……

"Tick~~~" A shrill whistle sounded from the watchtower, and the lookouts had spotted the orc fleet that appeared at sea level in the distance.

"What a crude ship, if they could be called ships...... Admiral Dai Lin said with some disdain as he observed the fleet of the orc tribes with his binoculars.

The orc troop carriers were all swarthy and ugly, like lumps of iron floating on the sea.

Previously, the goblins who were responsible for building ships for the orcs had to do their best to build more ships as Orgrim requested, and the quality of the ships was difficult to guarantee due to the tight time, let alone the appearance.

Moreover, the quality of the goblin artifacts has always been more or less problematic, and these ships can only barely transport the soldiers of the orc tribe to sail on the calm seas, and they cannot withstand the slightly larger wind and waves.

However, Orgrim was also a decisive leader, and after consulting with the goblins and confirming that the route they were going to take was rarely windy and rough at this time, he decisively ordered the inferior troop carriers to go to sea.

Hundreds of troop carriers, loaded with thousands of tribal warriors and sufficient supplies, set sail from the wetlands toward Lordaeron in the north.

Orgrim didn't plan to use these ships to fight a naval battle with humans at sea, he was just trying to get the orc horde army to land on the Lordaeron subcontinent before humans could react.

Fortunately, the tribe's luck is not bad, and they have not encountered any wind and waves that can threaten their safety until now, otherwise they would not need the alliance's navy to dispatch, and those troop transports would have to die at the bottom of the sea.

Looking at the rudimentary fleet in the distance, Adjutant Janus judged: "Such ships will certainly not be able to withstand our shells, and we can easily sink them." ”

"That's right." Admiral Dai Lin waved his hand and said, "Get the gunners ready, and start firing when those fleets are in range." ”

The gun muzzles on the sides of each battleship of the Union Navy fleet were already open at this time, and the heavy bronze barrels of a door were pushed out.

In the cabin, the loaders opened the fire door behind the gun, picked up the shell and stuffed it into the barrel, and then closed the fire door to seal it.

When the order to attack was given from above, the artillery in the aisle roared loudly: "Fire!" ”

When each gunner heard the command, he quickly lit the fuse of the cannon around him with his torch, and with a deafening roar, countless lead cannonballs were fired at the fleet of the orc tribe.

The orcs' rudimentary ships had no naval weapons built on them, so they could only watch as the cannonballs of the human fleet hit them without being able to fight back.

The leading troop carriers were blasted into a sieve in the blink of an eye by a salvo of Allied naval artillery, and a large amount of seawater poured into the leaky cabin.

"We've been shot!"

"Help!"

"Who's going to save us!"

The orcs on the boat began to cry out for help, they could not swim, but could only struggle helplessly in the churning water.

These orcs are all brave warriors in various clans who are not afraid of death, and they will never frown even if they die on the battlefield, but none of them are willing to die in the sea in vain.

Most of the orcs in the tribe are landlubbers, so even if the orcs on other ships want to rescue, they are not enough.

Humanity will not lend a helping hand to these alien invaders, after all, kindness to the enemy is cruelty to oneself.

In the hold of the Union battleship, the gunners hurriedly opened the fire door after the first round of shelling, and began to clean the barrels with wooden sticks wrapped in cotton cloth to clean the gunpowder residues, regardless of the fact that the barrels that had just been fired were still a little hot.

Once the gunner has cleared, he assists the loader in inserting the shells into the barrel again, then closes the fire door and waits for the next shelling order.

……

After several rounds of shelling, dozens of orc troop carriers had been sunk by the Alliance Navy, and they had sunk to the bottom of the ocean with a ship full of orc soldiers.

Seeing the enemies on the sea who could only be beaten but unable to fight back, Adjutant Jenas said excitedly: "General, these orc fleets are really weak and pitiful, they are not even as good as those fishmen, I think we can completely destroy their entire fleet in this sea area." ”

"Yes, maybe we can really wipe out these invaders once and for all......" Admiral Dai Lin said softly, "if there are no accidents......

"Accidents? What accident? Jenus asked, confused.

"Nothing." Admiral Dai Lin shook his head and said, "Tell our young man, speed up and continue the attack, we will sink as many ships of the orc tribe as possible." ”

Before those accidents strike......

Admiral Dai Lin did not say the latter sentence, but kept his attention on the sky, as if he was waiting for something.

Although the orc fleet was vulnerable, Dai Lin was not as optimistic as his lieutenant, because it was not the orc fleet in front of him that could really pose a threat to the alliance's naval fleet.

What Admiral Dai Lin was waiting for was the legendary creature that Varian had mentioned in his previous combat meeting, the Red Dragon.

In fact, sometimes Dai Lin occasionally can't help but wonder, could this information about Varian and Aurelia be wrong?

After all, those creatures have always only appeared in legends, and no one has actually seen them.

But as a general who has been commanding operations at sea all year round, Dai Lin understands that there can be no luck on the battlefield, so he must prepare for the worst.