In the depths of the Endless Sea, on the surface of the sea.

Because one of the pre-planned routes of the march had a very similar range, the fleets of the Alliance and the Horde were unexpectedly encountered.

The situation was such that the old Coalition buddies were singing loudly (mainly the sailors of Theramore), and the ship song echoed across the sea for a long time.

"Be careful, be careful, the daughter of the sea, you hear her cry~~~ Oh... Hmm? What's that? There's a fire on the sea? Lookout, quick!"

The scout in charge of the guard immediately pulled out his binoculars and looked at the sea not far away.

At the same time, the opposing fleet is also observing the alliance's side, but the vigilance scouts of the tribesmen make the working environment a little painful.

Behind the butt of the friendly ship in front, it was called a thick smoke, and the thick long chimney seemed to be on fire, and the old man who dragged the black smoke did not blame the alliance on the opposite side for misunderstanding.

"I'm ... Ahem, ahem... BEING OBSERVED ... cough, cough, cough... Don't spray!Let the boat in front stop!cough-cough... I must tell the Great Chief, and in the future I will change to some good quality... Ahem... Coal... ”

Subsequently, the old buddies of the alliance finally found out the specific situation.

Oops, it turned out that it wasn't the sea that caught fire, it was the tribe pig that stepped on the horse!

The bored soldiers on both sides, who had long since grown tired of seeing the same seascape, immediately found a new amusement, and they rushed out, huddled on the edge of the deck of the battleship, winked at the opposing fleet not far away, or made all sorts of rude gestures.

"Haha, you stupid tribal pigs, you haven't sunk to the bottom of the sea to feed the sharks, look at your broken ship, it's just a burning garbage heap, and are you sure those rough and tattered airships won't explode suddenly, hahahahaha ”

"Cunning Alliance Dog, if you want to sink, you will sink first! If you want to blow up, you will blow up first! The glorious tribe will kill the Lich King in your place! Also, don't underestimate the tribal warship!"

", Tribal Pig!"

"Die, Alliance Dog!"

The goblins of the Black Rope Chaebol and the Goblin Profiteers of the Rusty Water Chaebol who went to the Northrend continent with the army listened to the commotion and noisy scolding outside, and they all felt that the group of soldiers was not sick in the brain, so they sprayed at each other for almost half an hour without stopping.

Of course, the goblin profiteers are not there to fight, they are there to open up new airship routes, and to make war profits.

This group of warmongers, who want money and don't want their lives, they follow the ass of the army of the Union and the Horde, and wherever the army hits, their itinerant vendors appear.

Therefore, it is not uncommon to see the soldiers of the Alliance or the Horde fighting and starving, turning around and sitting on the chairs of the goblin profiteers and itinerant vendors, buying some battlefield snacks or something to fill their stomachs, and then wiping their mouths, picking up their weapons, and continuing to work on the front line.

Sometimes the fight is intense, the human brain beats the dog's brain, the scene is chaotic, maybe the alliance soldiers accidentally ran to the stall of the Rusty Water Chaebol, and the tribal soldiers accidentally ran to the stall of the Black Suo Chaebol, and then the soldiers of the two sides looked at each other viciously, and at the same time ate as usual, patted their butts and ran back to their positions after eating, and continued to work, it was almost an unspoken rule of the battlefield.

On the other hand, as soon as the vanguard fortresses of the Alliance and the Horde are established, the goblins will immediately build airship docking towers in the fortresses of both sides, and open passenger airship flights from the continent of Kalimdor and the Eastern Kingdoms to Northrend.

Although airships are not as safe as passenger sea ships, they are at least fast and cheap, so adventurers love to ride them.

If you're unlucky enough to crash on the spot... Oh, then we can't help it, insurance? What insurance?

To get back to the point, on the surface of the Endless Sea, the two fleets are facing off... No, it's a scolding.

The scolding of the junior soldiers and even the low-level officers immediately attracted the attention of the high-ranking commanders of the two sides, and the Grand Duke of Berval was quite restrained, and immediately ordered to stop the irrational behavior of the soldiers.

The tribe was more unrestrained, and the boss immediately rolled up his sleeves and went into battle in person.

Garrosh rushed out of his captain's room in a hurry, jumped onto the watchdeck of the flagship, and put on a posture of swallowing mountains and rivers and sinking dantian, he took a deep breath, and then...

"Alliance dogs! You dare to provoke the invincible tribe! You are killing yourself!"

"The shell is loaded... No, it's not a high-explosive bomb, you stupid pig, a solid bomb! Have you forgotten the internal armistice method of the Northern Expedition Coalition Army! Fire!"

Of course, Brother Garrosh is not stupid, he will not do anything that really wants to fight, he is also just to vent the boring sea voyage.

The tribal gunners who received the order immediately reloaded, and then softly knocked out the solid shells, which fell into the sea more than ten meters away from the alliance fleet, setting off huge waves.

Seeing this, the alliance immediately blew up, and the soldiers quickly began to fight back.

A solid junk ball of iron whistled out of the cannon, landing accurately in front of and behind the Tribal fleet, and it was dizzying.

"Haha, stupid tribal pig, your gunner's skills can't even compare to my presbyopia's grandmother, feel the superb gunnery from Kurtilas, hahaha!"

"Warriors of the tribe, let those Alliance dogs see what accurate artillery skills are!"

The tribal gunners immediately began their own fancy show, and a solid iron ball landed on the path less than five meters in front of the Alliance fleet in various thrilling ways, setting off waves again.

Anyway, everyone knows that this kind of broken iron ball is useless, and it doesn't pose any threat to the thick ironclad battleship at all, even if it is really hit by accident, at most it will leave a small pit, so it's just a joke.

Grand Duke Berval opened the small window of the captain's room, watched the fancy performances of the sailors on both sides and the alternating taunts and scolding, and finally shook his head helplessly.

Let them be, the soldiers are indeed fed up with this extremely boring ocean voyage, and they need to vent.

A few hours later, the fleets of both sides began to slowly separate, and the same route was over.

"Get out of here, Tribal Pig, be careful not to die at the hands of the Lich King, turn into those disgusting zombies, and finally rely on our alliance to destroy you stupid pigs. ”

"It's you who should be worried, cunning Alliance dogs, don't be surrounded by an army of the undead, and end up crying and begging the glorious tribe to come to your rescue, hahaha. ”

The soldiers shouted at the opposite side with vulgar disguised blessings.

Although the words were full of sarcasm and invective, the soldiers on both sides understood that it was a blessing and encouragement for each other's upcoming war.

The soldiers at the grassroots level, their thinking is actually very simple, in this kind of great enemy, in the period of fighting together, the sense of camp antagonism has also been minimized.

The two fleets grew farther and farther away before continuing to their respective final landing sites.

There, bloody and brutal wars await them.