Lie down in a groove!

After so many years of fighting, it was the first time that the officers of the alliance had seen such a strange order.

They let out bewildered, even angry, voices begging the command for confirmation. Who knew that this time the magic communication network was no longer the communication soldier girl he was familiar with, but the Varian boss.

"This is the unanimous decision of the Council of Thrones, and if you do not obey, you must obey. Union soldiers, your duty is to obey orders. If you can object, then see you in the court-martial. "Varian, who is a bit short-tempered himself, is best suited for the role of this kind of black-faced god.

The generals below suddenly stopped squeaking.

This kind of order is not easy to master, the guy who is too bad is not good, usually rotten and rotten, if you are not careful, you will be nervous, and a group of people will be finished if you have a hit rate of 50%.

As a result, the mid-level officers of the alliance discussed for a long time, first to expand the reconnaissance area, and then to prepare elite gunners, as well as a large number of specially prepared shells.

As expected, the tribe actually swaggered and launched a smuggling ...... at night

On this night, the night was not sultry at all, the clouds were thick, and the sky and the earth were dark. At a glance, you can tell what is the matter with the goddess of the moon.

Nearly six hundred flying warships formed a formation similar to a long snake formation, taking off from Orgrimmar and heading straight to the southeast. In order not to be discovered by the Alliance, and to guide the flying battleship behind, Magaza came up with an idea for a certain brain-dead - to cover the stern of the first guide ship with a trumpet-shaped hood, and light three red lights, so that it could not be seen from the direction of the Alliance.

The sea is so big, the sky is so vast, who would find the formation of the flying fleet sailing late at night.

By the time the Alliance discovered the next day that Orgrimmar was missing a flying battleship, the fleet would have long since gone away.

Well, the tribe thinks very well, but unfortunately in the eyes of the Alliance, it is as stupid as an ostrich with its head planted in the sand, thinking that its eyes are dark, and if it does not see the enemy, the enemy will not see itself. But I don't know that the enemy has long seen everything and can do whatever he wants.

The alliance is also speechless.

Regardless of the fact that there were nearly 500 warlocks in the expedition led by Braindead Roar himself, the demons enslaved by each warlock were the eyeliner of the Eredar Twins.

The Alliance's new composite radar alone easily detected the existence of the Horde Air Fleet.

Back in the days of the Burning Expedition, the Alliance had developed a primary underwater sonar as well as radar systems. After so many years of refinement, it has long been the limit of what can be achieved in cash technology.

It is said to be a composite type, because there is also an electronic signal radar on the technology side, and an elemental detection radar on the magic side. Any target that cannot reflect the radar wavelength, and has a high degree of elemental polymerization, is magnified on the high-powered display.

The alliance's now perfect night early warning ship has formed an encirclement more than 100 kilometers away in all directions, monitoring Orgrimmar to the death.

It's ridiculous that the tribe is still performing poorly. With a single move, they sent hundreds of Wyvern Knights to attack the front lines of the Alliance that had reached Mogore and the Barrens......

Duke really wanted to sing: "I turn a blind eye to the performance that should be performed with you!"

Naxxramas had already flown a hundred kilometers east of Orgrimmar in the sea, and at this time, the voice of the surveillance girl sounded from the entire headquarters:

"Confirmed tribal air fleet - 81 ironclad air warships, 338 wooden air warships, and 296 hot air balloon airships. ”

After the girl's voice fell, the entire command headquarters heard the suppressed laughter of the officers.

"Hahaha!Seriously!You bastards!Seriously—hahahaha!" "He's meowing, and the loudest laugh is Brian Copperbeard, you're okay!

"Hell, Scarray and I can kill half of us. Are the Hordes too poor to rob the Alliance Museum?" Kudran Grump grumbled.

"Come on, you don't have to play. Admiral Taylor was the first to dial. Gianna, who is the front coach of the league, chuckled.

Ahead, Admiral Taylor had a doggy expression and reluctantly ordered: "The first reconnaissance team stepped forward and pretended to find the enemy within visual range." ”

Soon, a fleet consisting of one air cruiser and two air destroyers sailed slowly from 20 kilometers away, at an angle of 60 degrees.

If it is normal, it is almost time to open fire at a distance of ten kilometers.

The Tribe's group of people who only relied on their eyes to find the enemy's 'patrol' did not discover the Alliance's 'patrol' until the two sides were five kilometers away! This was because the Alliance's flying warships flashed red warning lights on the bow, hull, and stern in order to avoid colliding with each other at night.

On the radar screen, it can be clearly seen that the tribe seems to be frightened. Within a five-kilometer radius, they began to sharply turn to the southerly course in an attempt to evade and pass the customs in confusion.

"Report to the commander, can we send a warning flare?" the captain of the reconnaissance team inquired bitterly.

"No...... Now our field of vision is about three thousand meters, and you will not be allowed to move as planned until you are three kilometers. Admiral Taylor replied bitterly.

The Horde's fleet was too large and untrained to sail at night. In the eyes of the Alliance's bigwigs, the Horde's fleet is simply a flock of frightened sparrows, although there is a general turn, but it is in disarray.

And then......

Two of the Horde Skyships collided and sent a huge, bright fireball into the night sky.

In Karazanri, Duke, who was watching this scene, slapped his head and held his forehead deeply.

"Hell, what's the difference between this and playing chess to let all the rooks and horses and cannons, and the opponent can't win......"

Now, the Alliance's patrols can't pretend to be blind anymore, right?

The corners of Admiral Taylor's eyes twitched, and he finally ordered: "Fire the flare in 60 seconds." ”

A minute later, the captain of the patrol fleet pinched his stopwatch and released a red flare representing an enemy attack.

When three scarlet flares rose from the cruiser, it could be seen on the radar that the Horde fleet was even more chaotic.

Without radar, reports from the forward fleet reported that no fewer than five tribal ships had collided with each other alone.

Three patrolling Allied ships opened fire.

They didn't deliberately aim either, but the tribe's airships were simply too dense. The destroyer on the left fired first with three two-pack 120mm main guns, and with a casual hit, all six guns were hit.

Six large fireballs rose brighter in the night sky.

Admiral Taylor, who was watching the battle from the flagship [Bismarck], scolded on the spot: "You are a pig! Those green skins who rely on the naked eye to observe the artillery battle do not even know what ballistics are! You will not shoot the muzzle down into the sea!? The gunners on the Z23 will clean the toilet for me for a month!"