Five days later, on the Talenmere front, the war that had been suspended due to the sudden appearance of a certain little girl was finally completely repaired on a certain tangram and Reginald of the Stormwind Alliance? After Marshal Windsor observed that there didn't seem to be much change in the opponent's military formation, and there was no addition to the legion of some powerful new fire elemental creatures that he was most worried about, he finally completely relieved his mind and once again commanded the army to begin to gather here at the front line.

Now, Reginald? Wendthor intends to carry out a tentative general attack of the Great Army, since their Stormwind Alliance side has joined the new Draenei troops, the military strength has been strengthened again, and on the other hand, on the side of the Flame Alliance, except for one more demigod mage, it seems that there are not many changes, and even, whether those Silver Hand Paladins from a few days ago have fully recovered is still a matter of two questions, so he decided to test it once!

Anyway, sooner or later, it's okay to try, it's best to win! If you lose, the most you can do is continue the confrontation.

On the long front of the Stormwind Alliance, they left the barracks and improvised defense lines, and came to the wilderness below the high grounds, where a famous Banfang infantry wearing bright white thick steel plate armor, a blue-topped fluffy steel helmet on his head, and a blue battle robe, was holding sharp spears, sharp swords, and tough steel shields, just standing under the banner of the golden lion of Stormwind City with a blue background with gold edges and blue background!

In the gap of their narrow steel helmets, they only saw a pair of indifferent eyes, for today's battle, they have been preparing for a long time! They are looking forward to a fierce battle to come!

Behind the soldiers of the strongest Stormwind elite heavy armoured legion were a phalanx of dwarven archers armed with muskets, a mortar phalanx, siege heavy artillery, and a small number of roaring steam tanks.

Of course, in addition to the main force of humans and dwarves, on both sides of the Chinese formation, there are a small number of Night Elf archers, as well as a large number of draenei paladins who are significantly taller than the humans of Stormwind City, and the female draenei priest of Myeman.

Looking at their formation, the vast soup was almost all over the wilderness in front of the entire front of the two fronts! That kind of neat military posture put strong psychological pressure on the Flame Alliance troops who were also on the defense line of Tarummere Heights.

The two sides have been facing each other for so long, and in the past six months, this is probably the first time that the Stormwind Alliance has put on such a posture of wanting to capture Tarummere in one go!

"Your Excellency Veron! How are your Draenei troops ready now? ”

Looking at the huge elite army of nearly 50,000 people on his side, Reginald riding on a gold-armored warhorse? Marshal Windsor looked around contentedly, and after finding nothing wrong, he glanced at the Kiru who was in front of him emitting golden holy light energy and boosting morale, and finally pursed his lips and turned to the prophet Veron, who was standing beside him.

"Your Excellency Marshal, please rest assured, the elite troops of our Delaney are very powerful!"

"But...... I'm still a little worried...... As you can see, the space between the heights is not large, and the soldiers who are allowed to rush up at any time are only three or two thousand, plus the other party is condescending...... I'm afraid this will be very bad for our offensive! ”

In a mountainous battlefield like this, where there is only one road upward, the defense can have a great advantage!

And as the attacking party, Wei Lun really doesn't want to rush forward like this! Because if there are few people, they will be quickly destroyed by the enemy, and if there are many people, they will not be enough to blow up other people's artillery, magic or catapults! If he could, he Wei Lun even thought of using his spaceship to directly airlift the troops behind the opponent, and then launch a front and rear attack?

However, thinking about the other side's air forces and the powerful fire eagle that could breathe, he regretfully gave up on this unrealistic idea, and did not dare to send the last precious transport that their Draenei people had left to use.

"Of course I do! But we don't have a choice! Now, we can only take Tarummir as soon as possible while the other side has not recovered from the blows of the previous days! Otherwise, I'm worried that there will be more variables if it drags on. ”

"It's useless to think too much! Now, let's get started! ”

Looking at the defensive line of rocks, horses, sandbags and wooden slabs on the mountain road in the distance, Reginald as a marshal? Although Wendsol also knew that this time the Great Army's attack temptation, whether it was won or lost, would definitely suffer a bit heavy losses, but now, he had to do that!

In fact, war is so ruthless, there is no right or wrong, only victory and defeat! At such times, either you die or I die! Any mercy or retreat is meaningless, only victory, only victory for one's own side, that is the only way out!

Of course, this time, they will not be pressed by the whole army, they will only send a few waves of attacks, and if they really can't see the results, they will still honestly retreat.

"The strikers are on the attack! The gun shield is in front, the sword and shield are in the back, dense formation, and the whole advances! ”

"The archers began to fire freely, all artillery, bombarding the enemy's line with all their might! Attention to the tank troops, follow the forward and approach the bombardment! ”

With Reginald? Marshal Wendsol waved his hand, and soon, there were professional military commanders galloping out on horseback, waving flags and giving orders one by one!

Then, about ten hundred elite Storm Wind City plate armor formations slowly stepped forward, lined up in a dense formation, and began to move towards hundreds of meters away in the distance, and those Flame Alliance Lordaeron plate armor infantry on the slope of the high ground who were also clapping neatly in formation steadily pressed over.

Behind them were teams of dwarven musketeers and neat tanks roaring with their feet! Of course, there are also dwarves or dwarf artillerymen who work in groups of two or three, carrying mortars and shells on their backs, and quickly follow up in small steps. Because the range of mortars is a bit short when they are bombarded from the bottom up, they need to risk following closer!

And the rows of steam tanks did not walk on the main road, but only intended to drive closer to the place for shelling?

Because, in the previous half-year-long confrontation, their Stormwind City coalition forces had already learned a lesson: once those unreliable steam tanks were blown up by enemy magic or explosives on the only main road, they would have an extremely serious impact on the attack! And if someone is sent here to clear the wreck, it will cause secondary casualties, and the gains outweigh the losses......

"Humph! It's finally here, and I know that old fox Reginald? Wendthor will not be able to help it! ”

"Let the High Elf Ranger of Quel'Thalas prepare, when the locals enter the distance of three hundred meters, they will perform a round of projectiles, let's see the effect first!"

After watching with a little contempt as the other side's more than 1,000-strong heavy plate armor army approached, Generalissimo Garissus, who was on a high command platform, immediately gave the first order.

Although the distance of the other party may be a little far, the condescending elven ranger troops, with their superb skills, can still easily be projected to a distance of three hundred meters.

Watching the herald begin to wave the flag to give orders, Garissus turned his head to look at a stone battlement in the distance, and was relieved to see that the little girl had indeed arrived from the palace in the City of Flames as promised and was ready to join the station.

As long as the other party is here, no matter what kind of popcorn they are eating and drinking at the same time, they can at least not worry about the powerful threat of the golden tangram in the distance, right?

"Drink! Drink! ”

In the distance, Stormwind City's forward elite plate armor legions shouted slogans loudly, and finally entered a place about three hundred meters away from the Flame Alliance's defense line, they were still advancing at an unhurried pace, perhaps, only when the last fifty meters or so were they reached, they would burst into a charge, right?

"The Ranger Troop Obeys Orders!"

When the enemy entered the first tentative attack distance set by Generalissimo Garishers, the High Elf Ranger troop of Lotherma? Theron, the ranger general, stood beside the rows of ranger troops of about 3,000 men, and took the lead in drawing his bow.

"Three hundred meters ahead, full of bowstrings, forty degrees angle...... Put!!! ”

After directly pulling his Ranger General's longbow to the full string position, and then adjusting the angle slightly, and giving the other male and female rangers a few seconds enough time to adjust, Lotherma let out a loud cry and let go of his right hand that was pulling the bowstring, allowing an armor-piercing arrow to shoot out from his fingers in an instant!

Airplanes! Airplanes! Airplanes!

In the next moment, a strange sound of long arrows piercing the air and the bowstring vibrating, and then, whether it was the Flame Alliance's side or the Stormwind City Alliance on the opposite side, they only saw a large area of pitch-black and fast arrows, shooting fiercely towards the spear shield or sword shield plate armor infantry who had already stepped neatly and came to a distance of three hundred meters!

"Raising the Shield !!"

The officers in Stormwind who were directing the forward march had apparently noticed the rapid rain of arrows, so with a loud shout, the soldiers raised their heavy shields to block their heads and continued to move forward, without the slightest confusion.

Airplanes!!

Sincere! Boom! Bang!

In less than two seconds since the Stormwind soldiers raised their shields, those long arrows with a seeping and sharp chirp were nailed down in unison towards the Stormwind soldiers who were advancing towards the unified shield!

"Ahh

"Hmm......"

“……”

Soon, under the baptism of the rain of arrows, although most of the arrows missed, a small number of people attacked the heads of the more than ten hundred-person Ban A formations that were advancing with their shields! Most of them were bounced off by the heavy steel shields and sturdy plate armor, and of course, a few of them were nailed directly to the shields or the soldiers' plate armor, causing damage to the bodies inside!

There were also some lucky long arrows, which slid down the neck of the plate armor or the succession of hands and feet, so that the more than twenty Stormwind City plate armor soldiers either left the team and fell to the ground screaming and wailing, or simply fell to the barren grass that had been dyed red by many wars without saying a word, never moving again......

“……”

Obeying the order, after a volley, Lotherma, who saw that the effect was not good, did not give the order to attack again.

He also knew that the damage of the rangers to these heavily armored targets was not too high, and it was only wise to wait until they got close enough to let the skilled rangers shoot directly into the gaps in the opponent's helmets or deal with those lightly armored or unarmored targets.

"Artillery units, prepare to deal with the enemy's artillery! Catapults, focus on attacking those dwarven mortar troops! ”

"Attention Magister troops, be sure to get rid of those tanks as soon as possible! The Ranger Force prepares to focus on attacking the enemy musketeers! ”

Finally, after the enemy's infantry formation had withstood a rain of arrows and continued to advance, and the enemy's rear steam tanks, mortar units, and musket shooters pressed down, Garissus gave a new order.

Now the ground forces on their defensive side, in addition to a large number of infantry, the Knights of the Silver Hand, and the High Elves' rangers and magister troops, there are only a small number of artillery and a large number of catapults, and the defense is barely enough, and there is definitely no need to think about counterattacking or attacking.

If it weren't for their condescending position, and the long-range troops had not suffered any losses, I'm afraid this place would have been untenable.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

At this time, the mortar troops who rushed forward behind the plate infantry of Stormwind City finally started the first round of shooting, allowing one mortar shell after another to pass far above the infantry legion that had not yet reached a distance of two hundred meters, and smashed directly towards the side of the Flame Alliance and exploded a ball of fire, so that many of the defensive troops who were caught off guard were directly blown away or shocked into the defense line.

"Humph! Limited not to pay attention, three hundred meters covered free fire, let me destroy those copperbeard dwarves and gnomes! ”

Seeing that the other party had actually fired the first round of artillery bombardment, Lotherma waved her hand, and countless arrows flew out, instantly nailing those dwarves and gnomes who had almost no armor to the ground!

However, those who were not hit stubbornly reloaded and let the mortars fly up with a noticeable black smoke tailfire......

At this time, more neat tanks and dwarven archers rushed over, countless musket explosions and the noisy steam boilers of neat tanks rang out, and then, all kinds of long-range means on both sides, powerful artillery shells, mortars, flying magic fireballs, ice bullets, bows and arrows, boulders, flaming clay pots, etc., began to shoot at each other as if they didn't want money!

A big battle between the Flame Alliance and the Stormwind Alliance has finally begun......

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The Endless Sea, nearly a hundred nautical miles away from the Maelstrom, in this sea area barely affected by the Maelstrom currents, countless tribal warships and troop transports are on standby.

These ships were laden with expeditionary warriors from tribes such as orcs, trolls, minotaurs, forsaken ones, and boar people, who stayed on these large, rugged but sturdy wooden ships, waiting to make their way to the Eastern Kingdoms.

In fact, in addition to going to the Lordaeron Continent to participate in the attack on the Flame Alliance, they must leave a few strongholds in the Eastern Kingdom and grab a few pieces of land from the Stormwind Alliance, but also ambush Dalin here by the way? Admiral Prodmore, prevent him from going to the Eastern Kingdoms to trouble their orcs or others!

"Chief! The shamans have set up the storm area, and the ritual has ended...... If the information that the human woman gave us was correct, as long as the Seventh Fleet was really going to pass through this area, by that time, our powerful storm would surely blow all their fleets into that maelstrom! ”

In this largest, most hideous ship, with its bow studded with monstrous bones and fangs, King Sarufar walked up to Thrall's side and spoke to the chief who stood at the bow of the ship looking out into the sea.

"Saar......

"Are you sure, that woman named Gianna, can she really be trusted? That Dalin? Prodmore was her real father, and I don't think she would do that! Don't put too much faith in those humans, they're cunning! ”

"If it were me, as long as it was my father, even if he did something wrong, I would use my hands and my tomahawk to help him! Instead of...... Go betray him! ”

King Sarufar is obviously interested in that one called Gianna? The Prodemore woman is not very trusting, in fact, he is wary of all humans and will not trust them unconditionally!

In fact, as an orc, a true orc warrior, Sarufar's life's pursuit is only one, and that is: to die a glorious death in a head-to-head battle with the enemy! Instead of being a lowly sneak attacker like now, and dealing with her own biological father with the information betrayed by a despicable woman!

This kind of shameless behavior will make him feel that he will greatly tarnish the supreme honor of his warriors! He was ashamed to be in the company of that kind of woman, and that would make him sick!

"Sarufar, my brother...... You may have misunderstood Gianna, he's not as bad as you think......"

"But you're right, that Gianna...... I choose to trust her! I believe that she did this only for the sake of the Horde and the Stormwind Alliance, and for the sake of this world of Azeroth..... you should know that if the Illidan plot of the Flame Alliance succeeds, the Endless Burning Legion may flood into this world and destroy our new home, destroy Orgrimmar, and destroy everything we have......"

So, the reason why she did this is also very determined...... We need to learn to be considerate of her and trust her...... And not gratuitous speculation and invective! ”

After smiling and patting Sarufar, his most respected and trusted brother, on the shoulder, he turned his head again to look at the sea in the distance.

Now that they've been here early and stayed for almost ten days, and the ritual of the Great Storm has been completed, just waiting for Dalin? Prodmoor's Seventh Fleet arrives, and then they can unleash a storm and watch as each other struggles in the storm zone and is slowly blown into the maelstrom......

After that, after dealing with the great enemy Daelin, who had always been hostile to the Horde, they could safely continue sailing and heading east, landing directly on the northwest coast of the Tirisfard Glade, one step ahead of the Stormwind Alliance, directly capturing the empty Lordaeron King City and completely occupying that place!

“……”

And now, everything is ready, just waiting for the Seventh Fleet to enter the urn.

Hopefully, that Dalin won't keep them waiting too long, right? If you calculate the time now, it should be these two days, and the other party will come to this area, if the route map that Gianna gave them is not wrong......

"Great Chief! Oh no!! ”

"North Side...... A massive fleet has appeared to the north of us! They...... They were flying the flag of Lordaeron! Should it be Dalin? Prodmore's Seventh Fleet, they, they're sailing toward us with a full sail downwind! ”

At this moment, on the mast of the Tribe's largest ship with the highest lookout, a troll archer with a telescope in his hand and the best eyes shouted in a panic to Thrall below.

Seriously, he had been observing the sea to the south, hoping to find clues about the enemy! But when he inadvertently turned his head to look north, he was horrified to see rows of white sails? So, when he used that precious precision telescope, what he saw was the blue sword flag on a white background hanging high on every ship, and he was so frightened that his soul was almost gone!

The enemies they've been waiting for all this time went around their backs and then struck them with all sails?

"What!?"

A little incredulous, Thrall quickly turned to look at the man, and at this time, even from the low bow of the ship, he could clearly see the Seventh Fleet on the edge of the sky, lined up in battle lines, and neatly rushing towards them downwind!

What's even worse is that the layers of deck guns on the other side have already stretched out a door of pitch-black naval guns!

"Great Chief! We were really deceived by that! That damn slut, crumbs, mounted paper! I'll just say that she can't be trusted as a human being! ”

"Look, what the hell are we going to do now?!"

Of course, Sarufar saw the sailboats as well, and then scolded in grief!

They waited here for so many days, prepared for so long, and in the end, the prey did not wait, but waited for a group of hunters with knives, guns and cannons, and their tribe itself became the prey in the trap? This is unreasonable!

“……”

Sal looked a little dazed at the bombed ships around him, and then at the murderous Seventh Fleet in the distance, riding the wind, and couldn't help but close his eyes in pain......

"Chief! It's time for you to stop thinking about anything else, just think of a way to save these warriors of our tribe! ”

Seeing that Thrall had closed his eyes in pain and had the urge to crouch down with his head in his hands, Sarufar hurriedly took two steps forward, grabbed the other man's shoulders tightly, and shook him vigorously, trying to reinvigorate the unfallen chief and help them through this difficult time.

When it comes to fighting, he Sarufar doesn't coax anyone, but when it comes to using his brain, he obeys Saar! Even now, when the other party is deceived by a treacherous human woman and makes a mistake, it will not be an exception!

"No way......"

"Their ships are faster than us, their firepower is stronger than ours, and they are rushing down with the currents and the sea breeze in the upwind direction, and how can we fight their naval guns with our axes and those few ballistae with our swords?"

The more he thought about it, the more desperate Sal became......

Their fleet was originally just an armed convoy! It was intended to transport troops and supplies to fight in the Eastern Kingdoms, not specifically to fight naval battles, so what to use to fight with the Seventh Fleet?

"I don't care! You have to figure it out! Even if I rush into the maelstrom with each other and die together, I don't want to be slaughtered by the enemy like a group of Kodomon who can't resist! ”

An axe slammed into the plank at Thrall's feet, and Sarufar glared at his esteemed chief with round eyes.

He decided that if he was lucky enough to get back to Orgrimmar alive, he would take a vote of his brothers to pacify Theramore and kill that vile wicked woman!

"Maelstrom ......"

"There's a way! Will you believe me, Sarufar? ”

Sal, who was about to completely despair, suddenly grabbed that glimmer of life from the other party's angry words.

"Of course, you are our Great Chief, and we will trust you unconditionally!"

Hearing that there was really a way, Sarufar quickly pulled out his axe and slapped his chest vigorously.

"So...... Order: All ships are fully sailed, and we rush to the edge of the maelstrom with the Seventh Fleet towards the storm zone! Let all their ships keep up with us, and lose everything unnecessary except for the supplies in the ballast! Then, if you have oars, you will also row for me, and we must speed up, the faster the better! ”

And then ...... When the Seventh Fleet enters the Storm Zone with us, we'll activate the ritual and let the storm consume the enemy with us! Sarufar is going to use the force of the storm to rush out of the most dangerous area of the maelstrom!! ”

With red eyes, after looking at the Seventh Fleet approaching to the north, Thrall fiercely stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of the maelstrom. They are trying to survive, and they have to be fast! If it slows down, it will either be annihilated by the Seventh Fleet or swallowed up by the maelstrom!

"Great idea! Chief, you see, I'll give the order! ”

Hearing this crazy attention, Sarufar's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly ran to give the order. They must run into the Storm Zone before the Seventh Fleet catches them up, and then, as the High Chief says, let the Storm of Destruction give them the strength to move forward and get rid of those enemies!

……

"Humph! Isn't it too late to speed up and throw things now? ”

"Order: Raise the sidesail and tail sail, we continue to accelerate, catch up, be sure to sink them all, not a single one is left!"

In the rear of the Horde fleet, Dalin? Admiral Prodmore put away his telescope contentedly.

He laughed out loud and smugly when he saw that the stupid orcs had only now begun to raise their sails and paddle and abandon their weights. After many years of great hatred, today I can finally take a small revenge, which is very good! Moreover, he could also see that the enemy's thoughts were nothing more than trying to use the dangerous maelstrom to force their Seventh Fleet to turn and retreat!

But how would those stupid orcs know that they, the Kurtilas, who grew up by the sea, love waves!

The maelstrom can't scare them!

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