He didn't need to command the ships at all, and Brad really didn't know how to fight at sea, so the first mate borrowed from Kurtilas was in charge. Seeing the Air Force take off, Brad also summons an eagle named Washington Talon.

Not to be outdone, Aurelia summoned her female eagle companion Ekaterina Bright Eyes, while Catelyn summoned a royal griffin named Dilna Goldwing.

"Let's compete and see who kills more." Brad shouted at the two women and took out a new rune gun, and took out a large bullet branded with the Wind Breaker Rune, aiming it at the flag-waving orcs on the lookout.

Touch......

Within two thousand meters, Brad pulled the trigger without hesitation, and the orc body on the lookout was first stunned, and then rolled off the lookout and fell into the sea.

"A human head." Brad said as he continued to reload.

"You're cheating." Aurelia was annoyed that even with all her might, it was difficult for her to hit her target so accurately.

Brad Ha Da smiled and pulled the trigger again, and by the time the fleet came into strike range, Brad had already killed no less than ten lookouts.

The leader of the tribe was also annoyed, and he sensed something bad when he saw that the other party had air troops. However, before he could react, the standard-bearer had already fallen into the sea, and he could only shout and order those with air mounts to rise into the air. However, the effect was very few, and there were really not many Draenor who could be used as an air mount, and a few dozen Void Rays rose into the air to intercept the Jasper Lord's air forces.

"Send them back to their hometown." Brad shouted and pulled the trigger, and the Void Ray that rushed to the front turned into a ball of fireball and fell into the sea like a meteor.

The hunters and fighters in front were full of fire in an instant, and the orcs and void rays that rushed in front were covered by fire and fell down screaming in an instant, and the orc hunters in the rear also shot in this direction, and from time to time people on both sides were hit and fell into the sea.

The distance was rapidly approaching, and Brad said lightly to the orc who was slashing at him with a big sword: "It's good to go, don't send it." ”

A brilliant lightning bolt instantly hit the orc, and the moment the orc stiffened and Brad staggered, Washington's two claws hooked the orc with a slight force, and the orc was dismembered, and two corpses and a large amount of blood sprayed into the sea.

In one shot, dozens of orcs' Void Rays all fell into the dust.

"U-turn and throw a grenade." Brad and Aurelia take the lead in making a U-turn across a semicircle across the sky. Smoking iron grenades rained down on the ships below.

The orcs hadn't seen it, but the orc adventurers knew it.

"Get out of the way," shouted the adventurers for cover in the rocks, and those who were close to the cabin hurriedly hid in the cabin, and those on the side of the ship hurriedly squeezed away the orcs who were still stunned and jumped into the sea. The orcs are at a loss, as for what, a small wooden stick can still smash the orc warriors, no joke. There are even a lot of orcs ready to chop up the iron grenades.

Soon the orcs paid a heavy price for their light enemies.

Boom Boom Boom ......

The sound of the grenade explosion drowned out the terrible screams of the orcs, who were dense due to the small space of the ship. A single grenade will explode in one piece.

"Again." Brad made a U-turn again with the flying unit in high spirits.

Aurelia was excited with surprise, she never imagined that a goblin product that was not in the eyes of the High Elves would be as powerful as mid-level magic.

Boom Boom Boom ......

After another bombardment, many of the ships were ablaze, and the trebuchets of the large ships that had been taken care of were completely scrapped. The orcs suffered heavy casualties.

"The last time." With Brad shouting, the air force turned around again, this time the focus of the force was on the orcs, who had no way to dodge, and without this experience, coupled with the loss of command, the orcs were in complete confusion.

After the third round of bombing, all fighters returned to the fleet, and the biological air units continued to lower their altitude to shoot at the orcs who were combat-ready.

"Don't engage in broadside battles, don't take prisoners, destroy them directly." Skakill ordered.

Boom Boom Boom ......

Click......

The skyrocketing artillery fire shook the scalp, and the orc's patrol ship basically reimbursed all the crossbows and trebuchets in the explosion just now, coupled with the lack of manpower, it was basically completely crushed without releasing firepower.

The mages of the High Elves are in full swing, countless fireballs, fire explosions, and flame blasts all greet the orcs, and the adventurers all take out their bows and arrows to shoot, this is not a game, and there are no professional restrictions on bows and arrows.

The Paladins of the Jasper Collar are armed with muskets from the Brad Arsenal, which are imprinted with a simplified version of the Wind Breaker or Armor Piercing Rune on the part of Professor Brad's apprentice.

It was a completely one-sided situation, the orcs did not have the slightest power to resist, and after a long time, all the orc patrol ships were sunk, and the orcs hiding in the cabin also sank into the sea.

After the fleet was reorganized, except for a few unlucky ghosts who fell from the sky, there were basically no casualties, and everyone cheered happily together.

Brad returned to the ship and said to Skakil: "Skakil, remember that my target is the shipyard and port facilities, as for the orcs, they are fishmen, they don't provoke us, we don't need to strike first." Of course, if the task is completed, you can naturally pick up the cheap, you just need to grasp this degree. ”

"Great master, do your will." The fish-man chief is still in a state of excitement, he didn't expect that he actually commanded a naval battle, and he still achieved a perfect victory, what a great honor this is, I'm afraid that the ancestor of the fish-man has not been so beautiful as himself.

The battle for the port of Minahir had been going on for four hours, and the fighting had not stopped, but had gradually intensified. The top was already red-eyed, and the fish-men were desperately attacking towards the port, while the orcs were desperate not to let the fish-men go any further. The battlefield was strewn with the mutilated corpses of both sides, and the beaches and offshore areas had been stained red with blood.

The orcs stationed elsewhere in the wetlands had received information that the harbor was under siege, and the close orcs had reached the periphery after three hours of fighting between the two sides.

The first orcs to rescue were a group of orcs who had their right hands cut off and then equipped with hideous weapons, they were known as the Broken Hand Clan, the Broken Hand Clan was brutal and aggressive, and the discipline was fierce, but the fighting power was not to be underestimated. The orcs of the Broken Hand Clan who came to Azeroth this time were only a small minor, and most of them were still guarding Draenor's hometown.

As soon as they entered the battlefield, they tore through the formation of the fishmen like steel knives, and soon joined up with the orcs inside from the bridge, and the orc reinforcements were still coming from all over the wetlands. As for whether the fish-people have reinforcements and how many reinforcements, no one knows, because whenever the fish-people on the shore fall, there are always more fish-people emerging from the water, and there is a constant and endless stream.

At the end of the full moon, while they were fighting fiercely, a fleet came straight to the harbor in a grand manner......

(I'm going, this time the Internet at home is really in arrears, this is a bit early, it's spread in the Internet café...... ）