Chapter 1917 A Group of Drama Queens

In the surveillance images, Taylor actually saw an old-fashioned black powder cannon!

And it’s a muzzleloader gun!

Was that thing pulled from a museum as a joke?

The distance of three thousand meters...I'm sorry, it hasn't reached the theoretical maximum range yet.

quiet!

Very quiet!

After a brief silence, every gun emplacement and every bridge in the entire Alliance fleet erupted into laughter.

"Hahaha!"

"This is the tribe's main fleet?"

"Isn't it someone sent by the tribal circus to make fun of you?"

In fact, it’s really embarrassing for the tribe. Brainless Roar knows nothing about flying battleships. Gallywix was forced to pull out a bunch of antiques to make up the numbers.

Anyway, he got it back by secretly abducting it, and he didn’t need any money. The people who sailed the ship were also unlucky Alliance guys that he got back through various means, such as lending money, or they were mercenaries.

Among the 666 warships, there are only 80 new diesel-powered flying warships, and the rest are old steam warships with wooden shells and thin iron sheets.

The training was even more appalling. For a five-thousand-meter artillery strike, the hit rate was only 0.3%.

The Gilnean warships are not second-hand goods, they are the lowest-grade alliance-standard airships. Except for the three battleships in the entire fleet, they are all Cleveland-class cruisers and Benson-class destroyers.

Cruisers and destroyers of this design are notoriously durable.

There were many places that were hit by artillery fire, but the losses were not great. The loss of personnel on each ship was in single digits.

Taylor broke into a cold sweat.

If you do this, how can you lose?

Admiral Taylor ignored his moral integrity and directly exercised the power given to him by Varian, shouting curses in the secret communication loop.

"Idiot! Why are you fighting so easily! The secret order given to me by Commander Wrynn is to lose! Wait for another round of bombardment from the other side. I don't care what you do, just set it on fire and create a scene similar to suicide. But it can't really happen. Destroy the boat, or I will kill you bastards when I turn around!"

Hold the grass! This operation is simply amazing!

The captains on each ship would have thought it was Taylor who was pretending to give orders if they hadn't heard the familiar roar of Taylor himself.

In fact, none of the captains are idiots, and they have been wondering.

Why are there so many elite soldiers and generals in the Maoist Alliance? It's their turn to take action.

If it's for military training, just kill them directly.

Although there is unified command in the alliance, everyone knows that the air force is basically established independently.

The strongest air force is undoubtedly the dwarves and gnomes. The [Electric Thrower Fleet] they formed, during the alliance's military exercise in Twilight Highlands last year, blinded the entire army with a 41.3% hit rate on targets five thousand meters away.

Then there is the Seventh Fleet of the Kingdom of Stormwind and the Ice Queen Fleet of Kul Tiras. The two are basically on par.

The third level is Lordaeron and Alterac.

The fourth level is the small countries of Stromgard and Gilneas.

If the alliance was going to fake defeat, that would make sense.

The Alliance has recently transferred many troops to Theramore, but none of them is the main force. In addition to a small number of alliance soldiers, there are even more mercenaries invited from the Hotsand Group, totaling 150,000 people.

By the way, when did the alliance become so weak that it relied on mercenaries to defend the city?

Even those Alliance soldiers knew at first glance that they were small-town-level garrison troops pulled from some remote corner. Discipline is loose and there is no integrity, it is clearly a **.

Now, the bad thing is that the Gilneas air fleet is still too good.

As a result, the entire fleet exploded.

"Damn! It turns out the boss wants us to fake defeat. Come on, take out the sleeping blankets. After the next round of local shelling, immediately light the blankets on fire."

"Isn't there some black powder used as samples in the warehouse? Get it all ready. After the next round of gunfire, throw it directly to the thickest part of the bow deck and blow it up."

"Prepare to set fire! Let those idiots pay attention and don't burn yourself too."

"The gunners are paying attention. They are using their fucking artillery skills on me! Those who are not sure will shoot the cannonballs into the sea for me."

A few minutes later, when the tribal fleet tremblingly approached the alliance fleet at high speed and opened fire again under the pressure of the commander, it suddenly became apparent that everything had changed.

The Alliance fleet suddenly seemed as if it no longer knew how to fight. The cannons roared, and only a few tribal airships were actually hit. Although it exploded with one shot, causing a fatal explosion and turning into garbage falling from the sky and falling into the sea, the scene was terrible, but the loss was at least acceptable.

On the Alliance side, dozens of warships emitted fireballs. The raging fire cannot be hidden from anyone.

The happiest thing was that one of the alliance's main warships, which was about 200 meters away, exploded violently. The black smoke column rising into the sky made the entire tribe's fleet burst into joy.

"Hahaha! Hit!"

"In that case, it shouldn't have hit the ammunition compartment and exploded, right?"

"Most likely."

On the tribal bridge, the goblins and the Forsaken rarely cheered together.

Over there with the Alliance...

Admiral Taylor was suspicious: "Hey! fuze! fuze! It's such a big thing. Could it be that something really happened?"

The big man named Fuze smiled naively in the video: "Haha! It's okay. The boys have always disliked why our new warships are equipped with the previous generation reconnaissance aircraft, so they blew up that [Ruiyun] by the way." . Our bulletproof cabin is pretty cool anyway, isn’t it? It needs to be more realistic! This is your request!”

"Fuck!" Admiral Taylor's face turned dark.

What kind of bad thing is it to blow up a plane that you don't like?

Turning off the communication, Fuze immediately changed his face: "You little bastards, you can't blow up the gun door yourself if you don't want to use the old 356mm main gun!"

"Isn't it easy to change the turret? We are jealous when we look at the 460mm main gun in Alterac next door. Our ship's hull can also bear it! Let's change it to a main gun of over 400mm."

Well, it was business-related damage anyway. The alliance will reimburse you!

Soon, the battleship [Maozi] controlled by Fuze performed a thrilling 'crash'!

The left rudder was 15 degrees, the right rudder was 31 degrees, dragging a long black smoke, and staggered to the Theramore military port diagonally behind, leaning firmly against the dock, and then the old oil on the ship began Playing mahjong...

In this battle, which was later named [The Air Battle of Theramore], the Horde lost 437 warships, and the Alliance lost more than half (132 ships on the surface, but actually zero warships crashed, and 81 casualties) ),end.

After weakening the Alliance's air force, the Horde finally launched its big weapon three days later.

It was a desperate charge by hundreds of flying warships, just to cover a warship higher up in the sky that was concealed by wind magic and illusion.

On that battleship, a magic bomb was dropped that shocked the Alliance and the Horde - [Focusing Iris]!