Chapter 453: The Battle of Durotar (9)

Although Moletern's fleet kept firing artillery fire and sank a lot of Kurtilas fleet, but the Kurtiras fleet seemed to be crazy, desperately chasing them, in Moletern's opinion, this is a sign of killing red eyes, if there is enough time, he will slowly play to the opposite Kurtilas fleet, but now, he can't, not to mention the army that Kurtilas is about to launch a full-scale attack to the west, just say that he is about to enter the area of the Gnardo fleet and the Night Elf support fleet, which makes him unable to perform. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Tell the herald at once," said Moletern, "Let the battleship at the rear attack laterally and hold off the fleet of Kurtilas for me." ”

Even if you can only block it for a while, you have to block it.

When the captain of the second detachment received the news, he angrily smashed his command table and roared: "Does Moletern really not treat us as human beings? Sacrificing us so casually, the soldiers on each of the tribe's main battleships are the precious wealth of the entire tribe, and I will never let Moletern get his way. ”

The captain of the second squadron immediately ordered him and the other main battleship to stop breaking through to the west and turn to the north, in the opinion of the captain of the second squadron, continuing to the west would directly crash into the battlefield of the Gnardo fleet and the Night Elf support fleet, in the case of a long distance, it is easy to be attacked by both sides, even if it is at a close distance, God knows if he entered the fleet group of General Gnardo or the night elf support fleet group, it is better to go directly to the north and return to the tribal naval base, although he will be held accountable, but the main responsibility lies with Morletern, At best, he is responsible for the disadvantage of the war.

The captain's ship of the Second Squadron and one of the battleships of the Second Squadron headed north, and Moletern roared, "Bastard. ”

Moletern never imagined that the captain of the second detachment would dare to disobey his orders, and Moletern whispered to an inconspicuous orc: "Go and get the speedboat that the goblins made for us, and we will leave in the speedboat." ”

The orc turned to Moletern and said, "Are you going to abandon the others on this ship?" ”

Moletern said: "No way, if we sacrifice the last two main battleships of the Second Fleet as the queen of the palace, our battleship will still be able to reach Admiral Gnardo's fleet, but now, we will definitely not be able to escape, since the entire battleship will be destroyed, why should we stay, don't forget, our oath." ”

The descendants of the core members of the Blackstone clan have their own beliefs that they must not die in such a place.

The orcs nodded and left, and after a while, Moletern gave a death order to the ship, and after breaking through to the west with all his might, he quickly boarded the goblin speedboat with a group of orcs and left.

In the fleet of Kurtiras, after receiving the news that all five warships that the tribe had broken out of the siege had been sunk, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately reported the news to Locat, and asked to be the vanguard of the westward advance to make up for the mistake.

Locatt agreed to Rickat's request and sent him an additional fleet to attack westward.

In the Night Elf support fleet, the captains of each detachment are restless, and they said that they would be restrained for half an hour, and now more than an hour has passed, although Kurtilas said that the main battleship of the tribe is preparing to attack itself in the rear, and has taken measures to completely annihilate the intelligence of the main battleship of the tribe, but the losses on the frontal battlefield are too tragic, especially in the middle of the battlefield, because of the impact of the large battleships of the tribe, the two sides have filled nearly 10,000 warships, and in that area, thousands of warships have been sunk, Constantly devouring the warships and naval soldiers of both sides.

This kind of war of attrition is the most terrifying, because both sides cannot retreat, and if the tribal fleet wants to retreat, it will have to go against the current, and it will be very difficult to retreat, and it will have to give up the warships and soldiers fighting in the middle, and if the Night Elf support fleet wants to retreat, it must be prepared to be covered and killed all the way.

The Night Elves support the fleet, while the captains of each detachment are restless, the tribal admiral Gnardo is even more anxious than them, and there is no news from his main battleship so far, so he asked the goblin airship to investigate, and the news is that the goblin airship sent out has been wiped out.

Gnardo watched the tribal naval fleet that he had worked so hard to build enter the middle battlefield one after another, constantly losing, and his heart was dripping blood.

Gnardo suddenly roared: "We can't wait any longer, we don't have time to delay here, order all the fleet, all retreat, return to the base, all the troops fighting in the middle, Your Highness." ”

When Gnardo had finished yelling, as if he had exhausted all his strength, he sat down in his seat and said no more.

The main battleships of the tribe were all evacuated, leaving behind all auxiliary warships, and the news sent by Tuksal said that his main battleships were all cut off by the main battleships of the Night Elves, and it was difficult to move, which means that all the hundred main battleships of Tuksal will be lost there, and all the main battleships of the Tribal Navy have lost all their essence, and even the elite crew members on the main battleships do not know how many will survive, which is an extremely heavy loss for the Tribal Navy.

Gnardo knew in his heart that after this battle, the Tribal Navy would no longer be able to compete with the Alliance Navy in the short term, and even whether it could hold the coastline would become a problem.

The 5,000 spare ships left behind by Gnardo came in handy and immediately served as the vanguard of the return to the north, but before they could go north, they were suddenly attacked by the Carrett fleet.

Tuksal received news from Gnardo and learned about the current situation of the war, and Gnardo asked him to save as much strength as possible, withdraw from the battle, and join him on a journey north to return to the Horde naval base.

Tuxal looked ahead and said indignantly, "Damn, damn it, why are these Night Elves so stubborn, why." ”

In the battle of the seas of Azhara, isn't the Night Elf fleet about to collapse at the touch of a button? Didn't they see themselves and should have retreated decisively and fled? Should the whole army collapse with a little loss? Why is it fighting so tenaciously now?

From the beginning of the battle, Tuxal had discovered that this Night Elf fleet was exactly the same as the Night Elf fleet seen in the waters of Azhara, but what happened was very different, the Night Elf warships were completely suppressed by their own fleet, but their desperate fighting style was completely unexpected, and what was even more unexpected was that they still had to attack desperately in the case of suffering such heavy losses, which was simply crazy.