"Boom! Rumble! ”

The roar of artillery continued, and under the fierce attack of the Lordaeron galleon, the Quel'Thalas Coastal Fleet could only barely stall for time, and was unable to inflict substantial damage on the enemy.

"Damn it!"

The Admiral of the Offshore Fleet was named Jefferson Burriman, a rare civilian-born senior officer in Quel'Salas.

Admiral Berriman traveled throughout Azeroth as a young man, and also settled in the sea kingdom of Kul Tiras for a long time.

While begging for a living in Pelares, he joined a maritime trade chamber and at its most was commanding a fleet of 15 armed merchant ships to fight pirates.

As he grew older, and with the idea of returning to his roots, the white-haired Burriman resigned from his position as an executive at the Chamber of Commerce, intending to return to Quel'Thalas to recuperate.

Berriman returned just in time for the old king Anastria to reopen its borders and renew trade with a number of countries, including Kurtilas.

Quel'Salas intends to form a light fleet dedicated to the protection of the near sea zone.

After being introduced by an old friend, Burriman, who had a wealth of experience in naval warfare, was recommended to Kael'thas, who had just succeeded to the throne.

After learning of Berriman's resume and testing his abilities for himself, the meritocracy Kael'thas unusually promoted him to the rank of Admiral of the Offshore Fleet.

Berriman had a dream that he would spend his last hundred years building a powerful fleet for Quel'Thallas capable of fighting in the oceans.

Not to mention catching up with Kurtilas, at least not losing to neighboring Lordaeron.

Having lived at sea all year round, Burriman was well aware of the importance of sea power.

When he went to the court of the Sunseeker for an interview, the gray-haired Burriman made a bold suggestion.

Quel'Thalas's naval garrison was too weak to hand over all of its maritime defenses to Kul Tiras.

After all, there is no guarantee of changes in relations between countries.

In the unlikely event that Kurtilas fell out with Quel'Thalas over something, it would have been too late to prepare the fleet at that time.

Burriman, who has a wealth of life experience, also knows that there are priorities.

Quel'Salas is in a state of ruins, and there are many areas that require human and material resources.

Today, Quel'Salas and Kurtilas still have a good relationship, and the need to build a naval fleet is not urgent, and the priority is not as important as other important matters.

The navy is a traditional branch of the military, and without the support of skilled sailors, even a large fleet cannot be filled with enough men.

The old Burriman could see that the new king, Kael'thas, was not complacent with the status quo, and that sooner or later he would begin to put the navy in order.

Until then, Burriman intends to prepare for the future.

Take advantage of the opportunity to command the offshore fleet and train a group of skilled naval sailors first.

When he first met Kael'tham, Burriman raised his concerns.

In the event of a war with Lordaeron someday in the future, it would be impossible for Quel'Salas to withstand the onslaught of those large ships with the current naval formation.

Burriman first raised this concern just in case.

Even he didn't expect that this concern would come true so early.

People who don't understand naval warfare may not be able to see that Burriman, an old fritter at sea, can be recognized at a glance, and these so-called "pirates" are completely the routine of the regular army.

At first, Berriman was suspicious of Kurtilas, but with his knowledge of the Kurtilas navy, Burriman quickly rejected this possibility and zeroed in on Lordaeron.

Burriman had a wealth of experience in naval warfare, but it was difficult for a good woman to cook without rice.

With the foul-smelling ships of the Quel'Salas Offshore Fleet, it would be fool's dream to defeat the sturdy galleons of Lordaeron.

Luckily, the Quel'Salas decision-makers also know what their navy is like.

The order Berriman received was not to annihilate the enemy, but to delay time.

Berriman had heard of the tragic naval battle during the Second Orc War, and Kurtilas, who was invincible at sea, was stunned by the red dragon knights of the orcs and cried out to his father, and even the crown prince Drake, who accompanied the army, was buried on the sea.

And now, the Red Dragons are part of Quel'Thalas.

Burriman was eager to see that tragedy replay on the enemy, and for this reason, he fought his best to command the enemy with far less effort than the enemy's light warships to entangle themselves on the sea.

Admiral Barry Westwin is a veteran admiral who has participated in naval battles with the Horde with former Alliance Admiral Dalin, and is equally experienced.

He could tell that the poor offshore fleet of Quel'Salas had a seasoned commander who was intent on delaying his fleet's invasion of Sunsail Harbor.

Weswin commanded the fleet with all his might, trying to break through the enemy's entanglement, and Abidis turned his head to look at the shore with some uneasiness.

"Stalling for time...... This means that the enemy still has a backhand, and I have a bad premonition. ”

Since its establishment, the Red Dragon Knights of Quel'Salas have never officially shown their faces in front of the world.

The only expedition was the recent attack on Zumashal.

Coincidentally, Abydis and Weswin, who were in charge of the battle, did not have access to detailed information about the battle, and did not know that Quel'Salas had such a highly mobile force.

With years of experience leading the team, Abidis guessed the purpose of the other party's delay, but he could never have imagined that Quel'Thalas's follower would be the nightmare of the former Kul Tiras.

"Aang!"

When the loud dragon roar rang out from the sky, Weswin's whole body was stirred.

He never dreamed of this familiar roar.

Immediately putting down all commanding duties, Weswin looked up at the sky in a panic.

A large adult black dragon flew in front, accompanied by two relatively small blue dragons, and the three giant dragons quickly approached the location of the battlefield.

“…… Black Dragon? ”

Weswin and Abydis were both high-ranking members of Lordaeron's army, and had access to secret information that certain civilians could not know.

In their perception, the black dragon is a traitor who has betrayed the dragon clan, and it stands to reason that it is impossible to act with the blue dragon who has a deep hatred for the black dragon.

But that's what happened, and the facts were in front of them.

Confused, Westwin asked Abydis, "Alfred, what do I think...... These three dragons seem to be coming for us? ”

"Ganli Liang! Don't think about it! ”

Abidis scolded angrily with a dark face: "It's coming towards us!" Do you remember the intel about Count Quel'Salas Shadow? ”

Weswin: "Which one?" Big or small? ”

"Small! The one who is with the dragon! ”

"Uh~"

Weswin's face also became ugly: "Is it ......?"

After being alerted by Abydis, Weswin vaguely saw a figure on the back of the approaching black dragon.

“…… No way? ”

"Roar!"

Flying over the fleet, Onexie Adam spewed out a string of shadows, flames, and dragon breath.

"Jingle Bell! Jingling! ”

Before Onexia reached the battlefield, several of Lordaeron's galleons sounded the bell of the early warning.

Several unsteady mages stepped up from the lower deck and cast spells to create pale blue arcane barriers, enveloping their ships in defensive barriers.

"Oh?"

Sarayan, who was sitting on Onexia's back, raised his eyebrows: "It seems that the naval battle that caused the alliance to suffer heavy losses reminded Lordaeron of the wake-up call, and he actually arranged a few mages on the ship who specially arranged the space barrier. ”

Human beings have a strong learning ability, and they will make corresponding preparations after suffering a loss.

"Aang!"

Led by Onexia, the breath of the three dragons came into contact with the defensive barrier.

Tinagosa's dragon breath was a make-up and didn't deal enough damage to the defensive barrier.

Just as some breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that this was the norm for the dragon's breath, Onexia and Stellagossa easily broke through the mage's defenses.

"How is that possible?!"

Weswin looked at the black sails of his flagship, ignited by the dragon's breath, and his face was full of disbelief.

"Referring to the strength of the dragon breath of the Red Dragon Knight last time, the mage that His Majesty Tyrenus configured for the fleet should be able to block the dragon breath, why ......"

"It's easy."

Abidis explained with a dark face: "These three...... No, the strength of the first two dragons is far superior to those red dragons that have been matured by the orcs. ”

"Barry, old friend, we're in trouble."