The Endless Sea, a place where the winds howled, the torrential rain poured and the lightning thundered like a dark night for about a dozen nautical miles directly north of the maelstrom, and generally speaking, no ship or the creatures under the sea would dare to operate here at this time. Books.. Because, the merciless wind and waves are enough to smash or capsize any underperforming ship or unskilled navigator! Even the naga or the fish-man will dive deep into the sea, away from the raging waters and the chaotic currents, and even the lowest marine fish will be driven away by their instincts to seek advantage and avoid harm.

However, here, in the yellow danger zone of the whirlpool currents indicated by the naval charts of Kul Tiras, there is a large group of Kul Tiras's Seventh Fleet navy, desperately chasing down the tribal fleet that is fleeing for its life in front of it!

It is about a depression about a dozen nautical miles away from the dangerous maelstrom, so it is an extremely dangerous area!

In normal times, if any ship accidentally enters here due to insufficient wind or wrong course, it will always be a dead end! But today, neither the attacking Kortilas Navy nor the fleeing Horde Fleet continued to head southeast, driven by the powerful whirlpool currents that rotated clockwise, and the violent Category 10 north wind, sprinting wildly at the surface of the sea at an incredible speed.

Under the storm ritual of those orc shamans for many days before, the dark clouds in the sky kept rolling at this time, and the thunder of the explosion was deafening, and at the same time as the torrential rain of beans poured down, a series of blue-white thick lightning also fell from the side from time to time, directly blasting into the dark and dim sea everywhere.

One by one, the waves slammed down on the bow or stern of both ships, sending countless cubic meters of salty water pouring into the deck and the cabins below! At this time, both humans and orcs arranged for countless sailors and soldiers to constantly use wooden barrels to lift the seawater pouring into the bottom compartment of the ship to a higher deck, and then keep expelling it from the ship's window!

Both of them had to do this, because it was no joke for the sea to rush into the cabin in a rough sea! In the past, several orc ships had already sunk due to the untimely inflow and drainage of seawater.

At this time, the sails and cables of both sides had been tied, and no one dared to run to the deck without protection! Because, if you really do that, the relentless waves will instantly swallow anyone and pull them directly into the deep waters......

Compared to the low drainage efficiency of the orcs, the Seventh Fleet of the Kurtiras Navy is much more professional! In addition to the necessary use of manual labor and buckets to drain the water, each boat, there are two human drainage vehicles on the left and right, as long as the person keeps stepping on the drainage device like the water drain, let it keep turning, can discharge the seawater directly to the outside of the cabin through the pipe!

At this time, in addition to rushing forward with the wind and the current, countless ships on both sides also swung violently from time to time!

This terrible situation has long been accustomed to the Kurtilas who are accustomed to seeing the wind and waves, and the whole fleet is still in the navy! At most, it just allows them to move around the cabin more slowly and with a little more care.

However, this is a terrible thing for the tribal warriors, who are mostly landlubbers!

"Great Chief! Our losses are just too severe! I've just taken a look at the stern, and the ships that are still following us are probably less than half as good as they were when they set off! ”

At the front of the orcs, in the ship of the Great Chief Thrall, King Sarufar, carrying the decapitating axe of his High Overseer, staggered along the railing of the thick wooden ship, and struggled to reach Thrall, who was still on the bow of the ship, standing firmly on the deck, casting some kind of shamanic spell, and began to report loudly.

During this period of chasing and fleeing from each other, this side of their tribe can be said to have suffered extremely heavy losses!

Anyway, the king of Sarufar himself has just estimated, and they have already lost more than half of their ships! Half of these ships may have been wrecked and sunk by the Seventh Fleet, or damaged and swallowed up by the merciless maelstrom; Others, who may have lost their way and crashed headlong into the maelstrom; Others, after being swept away by a big wave, disappeared in an instant......

Sarufar...... We now have no choice but to move on! ”

Thrall, who kept guiding the wind to blow his sails and instructing the sea to drag the ships near him forward quickly, could only calm his face and reluctantly give Sarufar such an answer.

Their tribal fleet has lost more than half of its fleet so far, and of course he knows it! Now as the Great Chieftain, Sal thinks that his wrong decision led to the enemy's sneak attack, but everyone is sad, everyone is angry, and everyone blames himself even more!

But......

This is just like what he said, they really have no other choice now, they can only continue to rush forward, life and death depend on the next game! Otherwise, even if it is not swallowed by the sea, it will be bombarded and sunk by those Kurtilas navy behind him.

"But it's too dangerous up ahead...... That's a big maelstrom, can we really rush through it? ”

As the foremost navigator ship, Sarufar threw himself at the bow railing, and then stared at the distance of their ship, ignoring the great waves that came in front of him from time to time, and letting them pounce heavily on his body and face, and the bitter salty waters pouring into his throat from his fanged mouth, staring so hard at the distance of their ship's voyage.

Directly ahead, there was a large, barely visible crater, like the plain of Mogaure, surrounded by mountains next to the barren land...... However, Sarufar knew that it was not a plain, nor a great valley, but a huge super maelstrom that was even bigger than the whole of Durontal!

Once they're scraped in, then none of them want to live!

"We will definitely be able to, the soul of the ancestors will definitely protect us!"

"Now, the shamans are working with me...... As long as they don't fall behind, we will definitely be able to rush over, we will definitely ......"

The Great Chieftain Thrall, who had already been drenched in the sea, kept cooperating with the shamans in the cabin to guide the storm and the power of the sea, intending to do everything in his power to find a difficult way for the remaining warriors of the tribal fleet!

And this is the self-redemption of Tasar for the mistakes he has made......

"Sarufar, my brother ......"

"The diagnosis here is dangerous, and I won't be able to take care of you later...... You'd better get out into the cabin! ”

Holding aloft the hammer of destruction and continuing to channel the shaman's power, trying to communicate with the elements of the storm and the sea, Thrall couldn't help but say a little persuasion when he found that King Sarufar was still carrying a battle axe on his back, his hands firmly gripping the railing of the bow and refusing to leave.

Now on the bow deck, there will be nothing but thunder, storms, heavy rain and huge waves, and it is too dangerous! Therefore, at this time, it will be the best choice to run to the cabin and stay.

"No, Sal ......"

"If we're all going to die today, I'm going to stand here, here at the bow of this ship, with my eyes wide open and watching how I died! And not like a coward, running to the cabin and trembling and waiting for the verdict of fate! I never!! ”

"We orcs, never say never!"

"Those demons of the Burning Legion did not defeat us...... Nor have humans been able to enslave us...... Now, too, this storm cannot bring us to our knees......"

Bang!!!

No sooner had Sarufar said this, than a lightning bolt struck down on their bow, so that he had to shut up quickly, and cling to the thick, sturdy beam, and fastening himself firmly to the bow of the ship, so that the waves could not sweep him away.

If he had just finished saying that kind of bold words and was swept into the sea by the wind and waves, then he would have died blindly!

“……”

However, his mouth had just grown a little bigger, and he had accidentally been filled with seawater, so for the sake of his own body, and even more so that he could hold on to the bow of the ship for a little longer, King Sarufar felt that it was better for him to keep his mouth shut.

"Sorry...... My brother ......"

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"Good fellows! Catch up on another one! ”

At this time, another Horde sailing ship was left behind due to the unprofessional operation of the amateur sailors, and then they landed undead within reach of the Admiral's right gun.

"Fire! Horse fire! Good chance, hurry up, pull those tarps open, light them in turn, and sink them hard for me!! ”

"Attention all gunners: only sequential firing is allowed, salvos are strictly forbidden! We may only have one chance to fire, give me aim and then shoot! ”

On the second and third decks of the right Xuan window, when the gunnery officers saw the tribal ship that was swinging to their right Xuan, they looked unexcited, and one by one they opened the tarpaulin of the muzzle, and after aiming, they directly extended the magic torch that would not be extinguished to the medicine door of the naval gun.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

Cannon shots began to sound one after another, and one shell after another violently cut through the rolling waves and struck at the enemy ships.

However, in this day of heavy rain and thunder, the sound of this cannon was quickly drowned out by the roar of thunderstorms...... No one paid attention to the sound except the ships that fired their guns and the ships that were hit, and most of them were still wrestling with the winds and the waves.

Soon, with the excited cheers of a group of Kurtiras sailors, the rough ship of the other side, when more than thirty shells bombarded it, although only three to five shells were lucky to kill the other side, in front of the other party's hull smashed holes one after another, and one of the other side's masts was very lucky.

"Well done!"

"Keep loading, pay attention to waterproofing, leave it alone, they're dead!"

If it's somewhere else, they'll probably stop mending until they sink the other side!

But now, here in the maelstrom of the storm area, when they saw the other party's ships carried south by the waves and the current of the maelstrom, they knew that those unlucky tribal beasts must be hopeless!

"Quick! Keep your eyes open and see who else is within our range! ”

After sinking and reaping the defeat of another enemy ship, the gunnery officer of Kul Tiras, while making a cut on the plank beside him with his knife, smiled and shouted at the busy artillerymen.

The plank of the hull beside him already had three fresh notches, proving that they had destroyed or damaged three enemy ships! And here, injury is equivalent to destruction, there is no such thing as a fluke!

"Attention, show me carefully, see the magic lights on the bow and stern clearly, and then look at the sails, but don't hit your own people!"

Now in the Storm Zone, the sky is a little dark due to the sky and heavy rain, but they Kul Tiras naturally have a set of identification measures for navigating in the dark, rainstorm, or fog and distinguishing friendly forces, and the chaotic tribal beasts in front of them are much better! After all, they, Kul Tiras, have been sailing this ocean for countless generations, and have accumulated more experience than ordinary people can imagine.

"Wait...... What are the ships up front trying to do? Not good! They're coming, get out of the way!! ”

Just as the sailors of this ship were really happy to bombard the enemy, they were shocked to find that several tribal ships that had fallen behind that had been rushing forward with the wind and water at a rapid pace turned their rudders, drawing a large semicircle on the crazy sea, and then, while they still had some power, they collided with the ships of the Seventh Fleet, which were chasing the most intense orcs of them, in the face of strong wind and waves!

On the decks of the orc ships, you can still see some crazy bloodthirsty tribal soldiers with sharp blades, such as those pig-headed monsters, bull-headed monsters, or greenskins......

Although most of their ships that turned abruptly lost speed and were carried by the vortex in the direction of the maelstrom to the south due to the violent north wind and wave currents, two of them still slammed into one of the ships of the Seventh Fleet that was too far forward because they were chasing too closely!

"Kill!!"

"Prepare for battle!"

"Ah......h

When they collided, apart from the faint sound of fighting and clashing weapons, the three ships that had become entangled and lost their speed were carried south by the relentless storm and whirlpool, and after a while, disappeared completely.

“……”

"Your Excellency! We can't go on like this, the area ahead is dangerous, we may not be able to go away if we don't go again!! ”

"Hurry up and retreat, Your Excellency! Ours is a big ship, you listen, now the keel and planks of our ship are making strange noises...... We are not as stupid as their orcs, and in this weather and sea conditions, their ship-breaking performance makes our delicate warships more powerful!! ”

"Please retreat, your Excellency ...... Enough is now enough, the beasts of those tribes, their fate, to be judged by the merciless sea! ”

As the flagship of the most forward navigation and command, the admiral's face of course also saw the depression of the maelstrom in the distance and the naval warship that had just been hit by several orc tribal ships that wanted to die together, so at this time, the first mate, who had been staying next to Dai Lin, finally couldn't help but persuade His Excellency Dai Lin, who was personally braving the wind and rain to steer.

Now this area is already on the edge of the red and yellow danger zone, plus they are navigation ships, one carelessly, can take the entire fleet behind to the ditch! When the time comes, it's going to be a big joke!

“……”

"Well, you're right...... So let's go ...... now."

Looking at the thirty or fifty remnants of the big ships of those tribes that might be wiped out by horses in front of him, Admiral Daling Proudmoore thought about it seriously, and in the end, reason quickly prevailed over hatred, and then he turned the rudder fiercely, changing from the original southeast course to the bias due south by taking advantage of the crosswind.

"Go, you hang the magic navigation lights of the battle in the stern and mast of the ship, let the ships behind follow, and we will start evacuating now......"

Although there was no complete annihilation of the orc fleet, the other party must have been annihilated by most of the warships in the three hours of the pursuit battle, and the rest of the battleships were still unknown whether they could successfully escape from the maelstrom, so Dai Lin felt that they had already achieved a brilliant victory, and it was time to retreat.

If it's somewhere else, an order to go down will do. However, now in the dangerous Maelstrom of the Endless Sea, after the explosion and sinking of the Well of Eternity tore the earth apart, the magnetic field here has become extremely chaotic, and those pointing needles, whether it is a guide or pointing north, are no longer of much use.

So, now in this stormy weather, they can only rely on these experienced old captains to barely judge the direction according to the direction of the current, and they must also be vigilant at all times! Otherwise, in the middle of the ocean, the rolling waves will make you careless, drive the boat to the wrong place, and then, it will be a catastrophe!

"Yes! Your Excellency! ”

Finally, with Dalin's order, a special color of magic navigation lights began to hang on the stern and mast of the Admiral, and they looked unusually dazzling in this stormy area! Then, one by one, the naval warships of Kurtilas, while continuing to fight the wind and waves, silently followed behind the flagship in front of them, and began their triumphant voyage after victory.

In this battle, they won countless losses, at least half of the orc fleet was directly or indirectly destroyed by them, and at least 10,000 tribal soldiers were buried by them into the merciless sea......

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