"I smell a breath of fire!" Onexia suddenly exclaimed, her delicate nose twitching.

Karl was not in the mood to appreciate it, he looked at Onexia solemnly: "Red Dragon? ”

Onexia nodded in affirmation.

Karl was annoyed but waved his fist in the void, damn it, how did these red dragons fly over, he would go to the wetlands and Minethil Harbor almost every once in a while, and he had never found any trace of the red dragon, and the tribes of Minethil Harbor were still in full swing to do shipbuilding.

Why not use a few red dragons to harass Hillsbrad's guards? Carl wouldn't have thought Orgrim was that stupid.

"I'm Kao, Stormwind Harbor." Karl suddenly exclaimed, since the Warsong Clan has already appeared in the wetlands, it makes no sense that Orgrim doesn't have more people to stay in Stormwind City to build ships, and in terms of topography, Stormwind Port is more convenient to ship ships than Minechel Harbor, and materials can also be taken directly from the Elwyn Forest.

Carl was secretly annoyed that empiricism had killed people.

"Can you know how long they've passed?" Karl looked at Onexia with a wistful expression.

"The further you go, the stronger the breath becomes, and it shouldn't be long before they pass. Maybe it's still too late. "Onexia cares nothing about the lives of human beings, but she doesn't want to see her lover sad and depressed.

"I hope so." Carl started with all his strength and flew towards the town of Nanhai.

Deep in the South China Sea, a fleet of hundreds of ships is slowly sailing on the calm sea, with a green base hanging on the high mast, a flag embroidered with a golden anchor pattern is waving in the wind, and a golden lion flag on a blue background is also flying on the other side.

It was the Union fleet under Admiral Dalein Prodmore, who, on the orders of the marshal, was carrying out surveillance and defense of the sea, and if they found the orc ships, they would sink them.

Now, the opportunity has finally arrived.

"All ready?"

"Yes, you're all set! Sir. ”

Daillin Proudmoore put down his binoculars and nodded slightly, his eyes still fixed on the side of the ship.

"Very well, inform the captains of the ships to attack as soon as they are in range. Send all these filthy creatures to the sea to feed the fish! ”

"Yes, sir!" The herald saluted him, then raised the sword and the cross-skull flag, a symbol of battle, a flag not far from the pirate flag, causing countless opponents to fall to the bottom of the sea with hatred.

All the ships were quickly ordered by the admiral, and the sailors were quickly put into place, and these fighters were selected from countless excellent seamen, and the admiral felt that he had never been so confident.

The orc fleet had turned from a small black dot to a vague outline, and everyone could gradually see the orcs standing on the ship.

Prodmore punched the hardwood railing, the only way to vent his excitement, he had been dreaming of such an opportunity since the beginning of the war, finally!

From the initial leader of the navy to search for the orc fleet, and then there has been no trace of the orcs, Prodmore almost thought that the orcs did not plan to land with the fleet, but suddenly got the news that the orc fleet was dispatched, and the moment he got the news, he almost jumped up with excitement, when the patrol clipper sent out to determine that the orcs had reached the endless sea, he took a lot of effort to hide his surging mood when sailing towards the South China Sea.

As the eldest son of Daillin Prodmore, Drake Pmodemore was raised by his father since he was a child, and Dalin was proud that Drake showed excellent sailing and military talent, and Darein almost foresaw that after Drake succeeded him, Kurtilas would be even more brilliant.

In this battle, Drake volunteered to participate, and Dalin also expressed his support for his son, although the battlefield was dangerous, the Proudmore family has never been afraid of danger.

The fleet of orcs is approaching!

"Fire!" Drake was in front and was the first to command loudly.

Burning bolts and solid bombs rained down on the orc fleet, and one of the orc ships at the top was finally battered, breaking in two, and sinking instantly. Drake then ordered the sailors and soldiers to attack a larger ship next to him, and the crew nodded, threw the powder kegs on the enemy ship, and set fire the crossbow bolts wrapped in oil-soaked rags, and fired them, detonating one of the powder kegs, and the fire spread instantly across the deck, causing the other powder kegs to explode one after another, and soon the flames engulfed the entire ship, and the thick tar-coated planks on it were reduced to ashes.

Drake smiled softly, "Sure enough, as my father said, these orcs can't even be called sailors." Let's send them to the bottom of the sea. ”

At this moment, he suddenly heard the soldiers on the watchtower exclaim: "General! Something flew over, and they flew towards us! ”

Drake followed the direction of the soldier and looked through the binoculars, only to see countless black dots shuttling through the clouds in the distance, it was not clear what they were, but they were sure that they were in the direction of this place, and they were very fast. Dahlin had never received information that the tribe had flying units, could it be the griffins of the dwarves, and not long ago I heard that the Ironforge Fort in Kazmodan had joined the alliance, so it came to support so quickly?

"Keep watching, possibly with the support of our allies." Drake instructed the soldiers, and then went on to command the fleet to attack the Horde's ships: Let you landlubbers know that fighting at sea isn't anyone's game.

"Dragon Dragon! It's a dragon! The soldier on the lookout shouted again in terror, and even Drake heard him tremble with fear.

Drake paused his command and turned away—the scene in front of him suddenly made him feel a chill like an abyss.

Over there, swooping down from the clouds, is a dragon! In the morning light, its entire body shimmered with blood-red scales, and behind it, a second, a third, and more, at least a dozen of them flew in, their powerful wings flapping vigorously to keep themselves in the wind and drive themselves to their targets.

Drake saw the pain and anger in the dragon's golden eyes, and even more desperately realized that the guy riding behind it was none other than their enemy, the green-skinned orcs. He restrained his fears strongly, and he had to warn his father and warn the other ships. Their fleets are as fragile as children's toys in the face of the dragons' might.

However, before he could turn around and command, a dragon had already noticed him, and the dragon's huge wings flapped, and it seemed to be above Drake in an instant. He could even see the triumphant smile of the orc, and the sharp teeth and long tongue of the dragon's gaping mouth, and then, a stream of red light poured out from the depths of the dragon's throat.

Dragon's Breath!

Drake had heard of the dragon's signature skill, and his heart of utter despair suddenly calmed down, and he closed his eyes with a smile, maybe he would have died more peacefully.

He felt as if his body had been hit suddenly, and the sharp pain made him feel like his chest was almost out of breath.

"Plop!" He opened his eyes, only to see himself falling from the sky, and quickly adjusted his posture, and when he resurfaced, he saw the dragon and the fleet fighting fiercely in the distance.

When Carl and Onexia arrived at full strength, the Red Dragons had just begun to attack, and Carl happened to see that this guy who was obviously dressed as a second generation was waiting for death with his eyes closed, so he fished him over, tossed him aside, and joined the fight.

Carl didn't attack the red dragon first, but took advantage of the orcs on these red dragons when they didn't react, and quickly assaulted them, and soon the guy on the back of the red dragon was thrown into the sea, Carl came to a red dragon that was spitting flames, and smashed it into the head with a punch, this red dragon didn't expect this human to have the courage to move on himself, and his head was hit by the fist impartially, and he was suddenly dizzy, and the dragon's breath was naturally stopped.

"Stop!" Carl's massive roar floated across the ocean, and the red dragons temporarily stopped attacking, as Carl spoke dragon language.

The red dragons had already noticed that Carl had been thrown into the sea by these guys on their backs, but the red dragons had no liking for these detaining their mothers and riding on the green skins of their dragons' backs, and they had long wished that these guys had slipped off their backs and fell to their deaths.

"Human, who are you?" Valastaz looked at Karl, who had stopped him in dragon language, and snapped.