When the thick and majestic Mogaolei Gate was once again slowly closed in the "crunch" of the noose, the Mogaolei grassland once again enjoyed the tranquility and peace of isolation after a busy and noisy day.

Dead.

In the study of the Grand Overseer's Mansion in the Legion Fortress, the scent of grass and earth filled the breeze through the open windows, blowing the swaying of the candles that had already been lit, and shrouding every qiē in the study with a hazy glow.

Wearing a wide cloak with red stripes on a black background, and revealing an angular and bulging chest, Old Tang frowned slightly and stared tightly at the handwriting on the flat parchment on the desk in front of him, without saying a word and motionless.

It's like an intricately carved obsidian sculpture......

After a long time, the old Tang finally woke up from his thoughts with a long sigh, pressed his aching temples hard, and muttered to himself:

"Outlands...... Since one day you have to go and loot it, then go and occupy a piece of land in advance... It's good. ”

……

The picnic that Old Tang personally took charge of had long since ended, and the elven prince who had been discussing with Old Tang for an afternoon finally agreed on a revised plan.

At this moment, Kael'thas had returned to the court of the Sunstrider in Silvermoon City through the portal overnight, and continued to "cooperate" with Illidan to realize his ambitions as the two had agreed...... Until the final situation is eroded, the blood elves and the minotaurs will win a chance to "send charcoal in the snow" and turn things around in one fell swoop.

And the people who went to Quel'Salas with Kael'thas were nearly a thousand newly awakened Blood Elf Daywalkers. There are also two wings drawn from the Dragon Wrestling Legion by Old Tang, a total of more than 10,000 heavily armed and battle-hardened Minotaur warriors.

These 10,000 Shuharu warriors were not only a support for the Sindore, but also an important move to meddle in the Outlands and "woo" Illidan. And the commander and deputy general of this task force were handed over to Captain Jewann and Black Horn, two old subordinates who were loyal to Old Tang, respectively. The task given to them by Old Tang before leaving was: plunder! Plunder! Plunder again!

What is most important for a race that needs to be developed?

Resource!

Originally, it was still very early for Old Tang to start the foreign strategy, but who made Mr. Dan's persistence and stubbornness far exceed Old Tang's imagination...... It took a lot of effort to wash away the stain on Mr. Dan's body, how could Old Tang allow this guy with worrying emotional intelligence to once again embark on the tragic fall of his previous life?

What's more, the Shuharu clan is now tied to Sindore's fate, and Old Tang naturally won't let Kael'thas and his allies suffer in the Outlands.

Plus the old Don for those who nominally resisted the Burning Legion. In fact, the paper man who fled all over the universe and didn't do his business didn't have a single favor. Their words and deeds of opening their mouths and putting gold on their faces to fool people with their mouths and righteous mouths made Lao Tang hate them even more.

So many reasons come together. It was enough for Don to make up his mind to send troops to the Outlands, and secretly support the Egg Boss and the Blood Elves to fight Naru and the Draenei in the ring!

Old Tang has never been a pretentious and indecisive person.

Now that he has made up his mind to intervene in the situation in the outer regions in advance and make arrangements in advance, Old Tang naturally has to settle down and sketch a detailed plan in connection with the memories in his mind. And check and fill in the gaps little by little, so as to seize the opportunity.

Besides, Draenor is a broken world, but it's not worthless.

Not to mention that as the hometown of the orcs, what kind of lofty status does the Outlands have in the hearts of the orcs, just the abundant resources, the various treasures, and the air force mounts that Old Tang has been longing for are enough to make Old Tang salivate.

In his previous life, "Ten Thousand Years Particularly Late" was the longest era that Old Tang experienced in the game, and naturally it was also the era that Old Tang remembered the most. Old Don doesn't know all about Draenor, but he definitely knows everything.

The resources and land that must be seized by the major forces to be guarded against or co-opted in various regions of the outer region, as well as the troop deployment and strategic posture of the various forces...... Which forces can be leveraged. Those organizations should be suppressed, and this Qiē Old Tang already knew it. This is the key to Don's true advantage over the other heroes of Azeroth!

Sending troops to the outer realms, whether it is a passive response or an active attack, since the opportunity has been put in front of you, don't take the opportunity to loot a little cheap. That's not Old Tang's style......

……

Picking up the parchment full of Chinese keywords in front of him, Old Tang pondered for a moment, grabbed a quill pen dipped in ink, and began to write and draw again on the scribbled scroll.

Illidan, Kilgadan, Adar, Vasqui, Gruul, Mathriton, Maghan, and the Expeditionary Force ......

Dark Temple, Panya Reservoir, Storm Fortress, Shattrath, Setek, Maghan, Hellfire Walls, Glory Keep......

Orcs, Demons, Naga, Goron, Ogre, Naru, Draenei, Raven, Ethereal, Evil Orcs......

Coupled with the annotations and connections that are either insidious and vicious, or draw wages from the bottom of the kettle......

If anyone could see the parchment and read the meaning of the square words at this moment, they would be amazed at the names on this list. Even tingling in my spine for such shameless calculations......

There is no doubt that since he was involved in the disputes in the outer regions in advance, Old Tang also went out to play big!

"Tianzi No. 1 Stirring Stick" has to show the courage of hob meat at the critical moment!

……

It's a pity that when Old Tang was still struggling with the unattainable foreign strategy, he didn't think that the real crisis was imminent......

The Endless Sea is already in the "storm" and has rolled up a monstrous "tsunami".

Once again, the tranquility of the land of Kalimdor has been shattered by outsiders...... Under the dark night, the moon looked dull and dark clouds, making the night at sea even darker.

As far as the eye can see. The gloomy sea and the sky at the far end are almost in a line, and the sea and sky seem to be mixed with each other, making the vast endless sea even more vast.

In the middle of the sea and sky, a group of goblin ships, or simply admit that it was a raiding fleet under the third detachment of the Blackwater Pirate Regiment, which did not raise the pirate flag, had just left the harbor of Ratchet City for more than a day. More than twenty merchant ships and warships are full of sails, cleaving the waves of the endless sea.

At the forefront of the way was the battleship "Gold and Rum".

This second-class battleship, which had just served in the Blackwater Pirate Regiment for a short time, had forty guns on each side of the ship. The firepower is strong and the speed is amazing. Even with the discerning eyes of the goblin pirates, it is necessary to admit that this is a rare good ship.

However, this good ship was not built by the Hot Sand Consortium or Ratchet City themselves, and its former ship was named the "Waverider". It was Gazruvi, the lord of Ratchet City, who won from a good "deal...... One of the goods!

At least that's how goblin pirates and profiteers see it and prefer it as a trophy!

Trophies from the invincible Kul Tiras navy that crisscrossed the seas......

During the three-way naval battle in the Echo Islands a few months ago, Ratchet City tycoon Gazruvi made a deal with the Tribal Iron Triangle. The return for support at a small cost was a total of twelve second-class ships from the Kurtilas naval fleet.

And these twelve second-class battleships were soon transformed into the third squadron of the Blackwater Pirate Regiment, that is, the Ratchet City fleet, the newly commissioned warships...... The former "Waverider", and now the "Gold Coin and Rum" is one of them!

It was one of the three deals that Gazruwe considered himself to be the best deal in recent years, as for the other two......

One is to connect with the young Grand Overseer Good, the newly rising Minotaur, the Titan Power * Terror Totem, and establish a good "friendship"; The other is to support and transport supplies at a low price in Hyjal Jihad, so as to earn enough word-of-mouth, reputation and... Tourists!

……

On the seven or eight metre-high mainmast of the battleship "Gold and Rum", the goblin lookout Curry * Bearing was holding a monocular, boredly observing the unchanging and unbright sea ahead.

As a veteran goblin sailor and pirate who has served in the Blackwater Pirates for eight years, Curry* Bearing, who is both a lookout and a navigator, is very familiar with the Ratchet City-Treasure Bay route. He had already ridden a hundred times on this route, and he had boasted more than once that he could guide the fleet intact to the port of his destination even with his eyes closed......

No matter how much the words of the goblin old pirate are exaggerated. At least one thing is true: on the halfway sea route near Ratchet City, the work of piloting and lookout is really not challenging at all......

The Blackwater Pirates, or Hot Sand Consortium fleet, is the second most powerful naval fleet in Azeroth, even if it is nothing more than a joke compared to the Kurtiras Navy at the top of the list. However, the total number of warships exceeded five hundred, and there were thirty-two first-class warships. For other forces on the sea, it is already a behemoth that is difficult to shake.

It's like the lowest-tier navy of the Blood Elves' Yang Fan Fleet, even compared to the Blackwater Pirate Third Fleet stationed in Ratchet City, it is much inferior in strength. If they really encounter and fight on the sea, it is guaranteed that the entire fleet will be completely annihilated and sunk into the sea in less than an hour.

In addition, those hot sand consortiums, those "supernatural" bigwigs and high-level leaders, have already reached an "understanding and compromise" with the real overlords in the deep sea, Naga, with real interests. In exchange for the right to safe passage on the sea. In addition to the raids and attacks of their old rivals, the Bloodsail Pirates, the Blackwater pirates only need to pray that their luck is not too bad, and it will be enough to encounter the storms and waves set off by Nepturon's wrath.

And this half of the voyage close to the Kalimdor continent is almost all the sphere of influence of the Ratchet City fleet. In this sea, the Blackwater pirates are well-deserved "overlords", fearless of any challenge, enough to run rampant on the sea.

And so on...... It's no wonder that the vast majority of Blackwater Fleet sailors see sailing ships across the Endless Sea as a job that is comfortable, decent, and lucrative......

The fleet that sailed through the night was surrounded by boundless waters on all sides. It's really not much to see.

Depressed, he yawned, and the lookout of the battleship "Gold Coins and Rum" grabbed the flask he had prepared for the cold, poured a large sip of wine, and resumed his boring but "money" profession, holding a monocular and "dutifully" observing the sea in the distance.

Navigators and lookouts who can think that their work is boring, today's voyage is no longer destined to be peaceful.

In the next second, Old Curry, an old goblin pirate, seemed to see the undead in the daytime. Jumped up from the observation deck on the mast......

Curry*, who was almost blown into the sea by the sea breeze, rubbed his eyes vigorously to prove that he was not drunk or hallucinating. Then, with an incredulous expression, he stared through the lens of the telescope at the dim sea in the distance, and shouted in horror at the throat of the male duck:

"The ship... Fleet! Ten o'clock! Big... Grand Fleet! Damn it! Get up! Get up! ”

"Bang bang bang!"

"Bang bang bang!"

Realizing that his shouting, which had almost changed his voice in fright, did not attract the attention of the others, Old Curry almost ignored the musket at his waist. Almost frantically emptied the bullets in the magazine, and six roaring gunshots burst out in the howling sea breeze......

"Hell, old Curry! What are you crazy about at night? ”

"Damn it...... I just dreamed of filling my house with gold coins when I was woken up by you! Accompany me with a bottle of rum or it will make you look good, Curry! ”

"Disturbing people to sleep should eat guns, Curry! If you don't have a reasonable explanation, I'll throw you into the sea to feed the sharks! ”

"Are you going to take down a dragon with your broken spear? The gold coins are on it, and your ears are deafened by you! ”

……

A chaotic stream of shouts and shouts rang out in the cabins and decks, and the old goblin pirate's warning finally woke the sailors from their slumber. Ascending to deck, he cursed angrily at the disturbing dream-amre-smelling lookout Curry Bearing......

"What's the matter, has Neptulon appeared? Or did the Nagas tear up the agreement? Old Curry, if you make a fuss, I promise to keep you on deck for a month! "A pirate captain in a snow-white silk shirt. Holding a slender stabbing sword in his hand, he shouted dissatisfiedly to his navigator.

But Curry's bearing, who used to be unbearable in the past, had no words to refute at all, and the goblin old sailor cried out his wrinkled ugly face, and spit out four words with all his strength.

It's like throwing a big rock into a pool of calm water, four words that are as powerful as a bomb. But it suddenly "blew up" the sailors, first mate, and captain of the ship into a coma and dizzy...... The next second on the deck, the wolf rushed to the mound:

"Enemy attack... Enemy Attack ...... When the "Gold Coins and Rum" made a pot of porridge and hurriedly prepared for battle......

On the dim sea, a huge fleet of unparalleled in the world is roaring from east to west by the dim moonlight. A powerful deterrent force spread in all directions, and the creatures of the sea hid back in their nests and did not dare to show their heads, even the huge sea monsters did not dare to do evil.

More than 1,000 warships are entrenched on the sea, forming a sea fortress that cannot be seen at a glance. It is comparable to the unshakable power of the aircraft carrier battle group in the previous life, exuding the unique solemn and fierce aura of the military.

Countless battle flags fluttered on the mast, the pattern on the flag was not complicated, a sharp sword cut through the turbulent waves - the sword battle banner of the tide!

And the power represented by this flag is the First Navy of Azeroth!

The main fleet of the Kurtilas Navy!

The so-called fleet must have more than fifty ships, and it must have at least one first-class warship, otherwise it will be regarded as a fleet. This is the rule of the kingdom of Kurtiras, and the vast majority of the merchant and pirate groups that beg for food at sea in Azeroth basically follow this standard.

As for the main fleet of the Kurtilas Naval Kingdom, it has long exceeded this standard, and I am afraid it can only be called a super fleet.

In front of the Kultiras Navy, the Yang Sail Fleet of the Blood Elves was like a babbling baby standing at the feet of giants, not a heavyweight opponent at all, let alone the goblin fleet of only more than twenty ships in front of him......

In the center of this fleet, there were more than 100 first-class warships, guarding the giant magic ship in the middle like a cluster of stars. The sight of a giant battleship more than 300 yards long and 20 yards high was enough to make the enemy's heart tremble at sea, and he could not afford to resist.

The huge magic battleship was covered in a thick metal skin. If it weren't for the constant supply of magical energy in the central compartment of the ship, providing horsepower to reduce the weight of the battleship, the tension of the sails alone would probably not have been able to provide enough power for this terrifying big guy to ride the waves......

The pure white bridge stands majestically, solemn and solemn, showing a kind of supreme authority in silence, telling the world a truth, on the sea, strength represents a qiē!

At the top of the tall mast of the Demon Battleship, a distinctive Sword of the Sea Tide battle flag fluttered high, hunting and hunting under the blowing of the whistling sea breeze.

The austere but majestic crown depicted on the battle flag indicates the identity of the Magic Battleship:

The flagship of the Navy of Kurtilas, the car of Admiral Dalein Prodmore - "King of the Seas"!

In the majestic bridge captain's room, the man who presides over the fate of the sea sits on the throne, with short gray hair that looks like a lion in human form.

He was dressed in a blue and white marshal's robe, without any superfluous embellishments, and sat majestically on the throne. His eyes calmly stared at the sketchy map of Kalimdor in front of him.

Admiral, King of the Kingdom of Kurtilas, Daylin Prodmore! (To be continued) Q