The 3999th Chapter Three Alliance War (4)

Five days later, on the front line of Tarren Mill, the war that was forced to suspend due to the sudden appearance of a certain little girl was finally repaired after a certain jigsaw puzzle was completely repaired and Marshal Reginald Windsor of the Stormwind Alliance observed In the opponent's army formation, there didn't seem to be too many changes, and there were no powerful new fire element creature legions that he was most worried about. After joining, he was finally completely relieved, and once again commanded the army to gather at the front line here.

Now, Reginald Windsor intends to conduct a tentative general attack of the large army. Now that they have joined the new Draenei troops on the Stormwind Alliance side, their military strength has been strengthened again, while the Flame Alliance On the one hand, apart from one more demigod mage, there doesn't seem to be much change. It is even unclear whether those Silver Hand paladins from a few days ago have fully recovered, so he decided to test it out once!

Anyway, sooner or later you have to fight, it doesn't matter if you try, it's best if you win! If they lose, it will be nothing more than continuing to confront each other.

On the long front line of the Stormwind Alliance, they left the barracks and the simple line of defense, and came to the wilderness under the high ground. They were wearing bright white thick steel plate armor, blue fluffy helmets on their heads, and blue The plate-armored phalanx infantry in black shirts were holding sharp spears, sharp long swords and tough steel shields, just standing under the golden lion banners of Stormwind City with gold rims and blue backgrounds!

In the narrow gaps of their helmets, they only saw pairs of indifferent eyes. They have been preparing for today's battle for a long time! They are looking forward to the upcoming battle!

Behind the strongest Soldiers of Stormwind's elite heavy armored phalanx, there are groups of dwarf archers holding muskets, mortar phalanxes, heavy artillery for siege and a small amount of roaring steam tanks etc.

Of course, in addition to the main force of humans and dwarves, there are also a small number of night elf shooters on both sides of the central formation, as well as a large number of draenei paladins and Miaoman's female draenei who are significantly taller than humans in Stormwind City Priest.

Looking at their formation, they were so vast that they almost covered the entire wilderness in front of the front lines of both sides! That kind of neat military force exerted strong psychological pressure on the Flame Alliance troops who were also on the defense line of Tarren Mill Heights.

The two sides have confronted each other for so long. In the past six months, this is probably the first time that the Stormwind Alliance has assumed such a posture of wanting to take down Tarren Mill in one go!

"Lord Velen! How are your draenei troops preparing now?"

Looking at the huge elite army of nearly 50,000 people on his side, Marshal Reginald Windsor, who was riding on a golden armored horse, looked around contentedly. The one in front of him, who radiated the energy of the golden holy light and boosted the morale of his side, glanced at him, finally curled his lips, and turned his head to ask the Prophet Velen who was standing beside him.

"Your Excellency Marshal, please rest assured that our elite Draenei troops are very powerful!"

"But... I'm still a little worried... As you can see, the space between the high grounds is not large, and the number of soldiers allowed to rush up each time is only three or two thousand, and the other side is condescending... I'm afraid it will be very difficult for us. The attack is very unfavorable!"

In a mountainous battlefield like this with only one road going up, the defender has a huge advantage!

And as the attacking party, Velen really didn't want to rush up like this! Because if there are few people, they will be wiped out by the enemy soon. If there are too many people, if they are crowded together, they will not be enough to be bombed by other people's artillery, magic or catapult! If it was possible, he, Velen, even thought about using his own spaceship to airlift the troops directly behind the opponent, and then launch a front and back attack?

However, thinking about the opponent's air units and the powerful fire hawk that can breathe, he still regrettably gave up this unrealistic idea, and did not dare to use the last precious ship that they Draenei could use. The transport boat was sent to die.

"Of course I know! But,

We have no other choice! Now, we can only take Tarren Mill as soon as possible while the opponent has not recovered from the blows of the previous few days! Otherwise, I am worried that more variables will appear if the delay continues. "

"It's no use thinking too much! Now, let's get started!"

Looking at the lines of defense on the mountain road in the distance that are made up of rocks, horses, sandbags, and wood, the lines of defense built by virtue of the terrain, Reginald Windsor, as the marshal, also knows that the big The legion's offensive temptation, no matter whether it wins or loses, will definitely suffer heavy losses, but now, he has to do that!

In fact, war is so ruthless, there is no right or wrong, only victory or defeat! At this time, either you die or I die! Any pity or retreat is meaningless, only victory, only one's own side wins, that is the only way out!

Of course, this time, they will not attack with the whole army, they will only send a few waves of attacks. If they really can't see the effect, they will still retreat honestly.

"The striker starts to attack! The gun and shield are in front, the sword and shield are behind, dense formation, and the overall advance!"

"The archers started to shoot freely, and all the artillerymen bombarded the enemy's line with all their strength! Attention the tank troops, follow the forward and approach the bombardment!"

With Marshal Reginald Windsor waving, soon, professional military officers galloped out, waving flags and issuing orders one by one!

Afterwards, about a dozen elite Stormwind City plate armor phalanxes with hundreds of people slowly stepped forward, lined up in a dense formation, and started to move hundreds of meters away with neat steps. Those on the slope of the high ground also patted The flame alliance Lordaeron plate armored infantry in a neat formation pressed over steadily.

And behind them are teams of dwarf musketeers and those roaring neat tanks! Of course, there are also those dwarves or dwarf artillerymen who are in groups of two or three, carrying mortars and shells, and following up quickly and in small steps. Because the range of the mortar bombardment from the bottom up is a bit short, so they need to take a risk to follow closer!

And those rows of steam tanks didn't walk on the main road, but only planned to drive closer to bombard?

Because, during the half-year-long confrontation before, their Stormwind coalition forces have long learned a lesson: once those unreliable steam tanks are blown up by the enemy's magic or explosives on the only main road, block them. If they are on the road, they will have an extremely serious impact on the offense! And if we send someone here to clear the obstacle, it will cause secondary casualties, and the gain outweighs the loss...

"Hmph! It's finally here, I knew that old fox Reginald Windsor would not be able to bear it!"

"Let the high elf rangers of Quel'Thalas prepare. When the locals enter a distance of 300 meters, they will launch a round of projectiles. Let's see the effect first!"

After watching the opponent's heavily armored plate army with more than a thousand people approaching with a little contempt, Generalissimo Garithos, who was on a high ground command platform, immediately issued the first order.

Although the opponent's distance may be a bit far away, the condescending elf ranger troops, with their superb skills, can still easily throw them to a distance of 300 meters.

Watching the messengers start waving the command flag to issue orders, Garithos turned his head and looked at a stone crenel in the distance, and found that the little girl had indeed come from the palace of the Flame City as promised and was preparing to join the station, so he finally let go. Take a breath.

As long as the other party is there, it doesn't matter what kind of popcorn the other party is eating and drinking at the same time, but at least they don't have to worry about the powerful threat of the golden jigsaw puzzle in the distance, don't they?

"Drink! Drink!"

In the distance, Stormwind City's vanguard and elite plate armor corps chanted slogans loudly, and finally entered a place about 300 meters away from the Flame Alliance's defense line. At the last distance of about 50 meters, they will charge violently, right?

"The ranger troops obey orders!"

When the enemy entered the first test attack distance set by Grand Marshal Garithos, Lor'themar Theron, the Ranger General of the High Elf Ranger Troop, stood next to a row of Ranger Troops of about 3,000 people. , and took the lead in drawing the bow.

"Three hundred meters ahead, draw the bowstring fully, at a forty-degree angle... let it go!!!"

He directly pulled his general ranger's longbow to the full string position, then slightly adjusted the angle, and after giving the other male and female rangers a few seconds to adjust, Lor'themar shouted loudly and let go of his bow. Bowstring's right hand let an armor-piercing arrow shoot out from between his fingers in an instant!

hum! hum! hum!

In the next moment, there was a burst of long arrows piercing the air and the abnormal sound of the bow string vibrating. Then, no matter whether it was the side of the Flame Alliance or the opposite side of the Stormwind Alliance, they could only see a large black and fast arrow, heading towards Seeing that they were already striding in order, the gun shield or sword shield plate armor infantry who came to a distance of 300 meters shot down fiercely!

"Raise the shield!!!"

The officers in the formation commanding the forwards in Stormwind City obviously also noticed the rain of arrows coming rapidly, so they yelled at once, and the soldiers raised their heavy shields in unison to block their respective arrows. Head and continue to move forward, completely without a trace of confusion.

hum! !

Benedict! Boom! Boom!

After the soldiers of Stormwind City raised their shields for less than two seconds, those long arrows, with piercing screams, were nailed down at the soldiers of Stormwind City who raised their shields in unison!

"ah!!"

"Well……"

"..."

Soon, under the baptism of the rain of arrows, although most of the arrows fell to nothing, a small number of people attacked the heads of the more than ten armored phalanxes of hundreds of people who were advancing with their shields! Most of them were bounced off by the thick steel shields and sturdy plate armors. Of course, a few of them were directly nailed to the shields or the plate armors of the soldiers, causing damage to the bodies inside!

There were also some long arrows that were lucky enough to sting down the plate armor's neck or the joints of the hands and feet, causing the scattered more than 20 Stormwind plate armor soldiers to either fall out of line and fall to the ground screaming and wailing, or He simply fell down on the wild grass that had been stained red by many wars without saying a word, and never moved again...

"..."

Obeying the order, after a round of volleys, Lor'themar saw that the effect was not good and did not order another attack.

He also knows that ranger units can't do too much damage to these heavily armored targets, and it's only wise to let skilled rangers shoot directly into the gaps in the opponent's helmets or deal with those lightly armored or unarmored targets after they get close .

"Artillery unit, prepare to deal with the enemy's artillery! Catapult, focus on attacking those dwarf mortar units!"

"Attention the magister troops, be sure to clear those tanks as soon as possible! The ranger troops are going to focus on attacking the enemy's musketeers!"

Finally, after the enemy's infantry formed against a round of arrow rain and continued to move forward, and the steam tanks, mortar troops, and musket shooters in the enemy's rear pressed up, Garithos issued a new order again.

Now the ground force of their defenders, in addition to a large number of infantry, the Knights of the Silver Hand, and the ranger and magister troops of the high elves, there are only a small amount of artillery and a large number of catapults, which is barely enough for defense. Attacking or something is definitely not a big deal.

If they hadn't been condescending and the long-range troops hadn't lost much, I'm afraid this place would have been unable to hold it long ago.

boom! boom! boom!

At this time, those mortar troops who rushed forward behind the Stormwind plate armor infantry finally started the first round of shooting, allowing the mortar shells to go far beyond the two hundred Above the infantry corps at a distance of 100 meters, they directly smashed towards the side of the Flame Alliance and exploded groups of flames, causing many defensive troops who were caught off guard to be directly blown away or shaken into the defense lines.

"Hmph! Limit is wrong, pay attention, 300 meters coverage free fire, kill those copperbeard dwarves and gnomes for me!"

Seeing that the other party launched the first round of shelling, Lor'themar waved his hand, and countless arrows flew out, instantly nailing those dwarves and gnomes who had almost no armor to the ground!

However, those enemies who were not hit tenaciously reloaded again, and let the mortars fly up with obvious black smoke tail flames...

At this time, more neat tanks and dwarf shooters rushed over, the sound of countless musket explosions and the noisy steam boilers of neat tanks sounded, and then, various long-range means of both sides, powerful artillery shells, mortars , flying magic fireballs, ice bombs, bows and arrows, boulders, burning full-filled clay pots, etc., all began to shoot at each other without money!

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

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In the endless sea, nearly a hundred nautical miles away from the maelstrom, in this sea area that is barely affected by the maelstrom currents, countless tribal warships and troop carriers are waiting here.

On these ships, they were full of expedition warriors from tribes such as orcs, trolls, tauren, forgotten people, and wild boars. They stayed on these rough but strong wooden ships one by one, waiting to go to the eastern kingdom.

In fact, apart from going to the mainland of Lordaeron to participate in the attack on the Flame Alliance, they must leave a few strongholds in the Eastern Kingdom and grab some land from the Stormwind Alliance, and they also want to ambush Daelin here. ? Admiral Proudmoore, prevent him from going to the Eastern Kingdoms to find trouble with them orcs or others!

"Chief! The shamans have already set up the storm area, and the ceremony is over... If the information that the human woman gave us is correct, as long as the Seventh Fleet really wants to pass by this area, by then, Our powerful storm will definitely be able to blow all their fleets into that maelstrom!"

On the largest and most ferocious ram ship, the bow of which is inlaid with ferocious huge animal bones and fangs, King Saurfang walked to Thrall's side in a low voice, and stood facing the bow. Said the great chief looking at the sea in the distance.

"Sal..."

"Are you sure, that woman named Jaina, can she really believe it? That Daelin Proudmoore is her biological father, I don't think she would do that! Don't trust those humans too much, they are very Sly!"

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

King Saurfang obviously doesn't trust that woman named Jaina Proudmoore. In fact, he is wary of all humans and will not trust them unconditionally!

In fact, as an orc, a true orc warrior, Saurfang has only one pursuit in his life, and that is: to die a glorious death in a decisive battle with the enemy! Instead of being a lowly sneak attacker like now, and using the information betrayed by a despicable woman to deal with her own biological father!

This kind of shameless behavior will make him feel that his supreme honor as a soldier will be greatly stained! He was ashamed to be with that kind of woman, it made him sick!

"Saurfang, my brother...you may have misunderstood Jaina, he is not as bad as you think..."

"But you are right, that Jaina... I choose to trust her! I believe that the reason she did this is only for the overall interests of the Horde and the Stormwind Alliance, and for the world of Azeroth... You should know that once that Illidan of the Flame Alliance succeeds in his conspiracy, the endless Burning Legion may flood into this world and destroy our new homeland, Orgrimmar, and everything we have..."

"So, the reason why she did this is because she has made a lot of determination... We must learn to be considerate of her and trust her... instead of groundless speculation and abuse!"

After stepping forward and smiling, he patted the shoulder of Saurfang, his most respected and trusted brother, and then turned his head to look at the distant sea again.

Now they have come here ahead of schedule and stayed here for almost ten days, and the ceremony of the big storm has been completed, just waiting for the arrival of Daelin Proudmoore's Seventh Fleet, then they can launch the storm and watch each other in the storm The district struggles and is slowly blown into the maelstrom...

After that, after dealing with the great enemy Daelin who has always been hostile to the Horde, they can continue sailing with confidence and head east, directly landing on the northwest coast of Tirisfal Woodlands, one step ahead of the Stormwind City Alliance, and directly capture the empty defenses. King City of Lordaeron and completely occupy that place!

"..."

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

I hope that Daelin won't make them wait too long, right? If you calculate the time now, it should be two days, and the other party will come to this area. If there is nothing wrong with the route map Jaina gave them...

"Great chief! It's not good!!!"

"North... a large-scale fleet appeared to our north! They... they seem to be flying the flag of Lordaeron! It should be Daelin Proudmoore's Seventh Fleet, they, they are heading towards us with full sail Come from here!"

At this time, on the mast of the tribe's largest ship with the highest watchtower, a troll archer with a telescope in his hand and the best eyesight shouted to Thrall in a panic .

To be honest, he had been observing the sea conditions in the south, hoping to find any clues of the enemy! But who ever thought that when he inadvertently turned his head to look north, he saw rows of white sails in horror? So, when he used that precious precision telescope, what he saw was the blue ld sword flag with a white background hanging high on every ship, and he was so scared that he almost lost his soul!

Those enemies that they had been waiting for, actually came around behind them, and then came to kill them with full sail?

"What!?"

A little unbelievable, Thrall quickly turned around and looked at the target. At this time, even at the low part of the bow, he could clearly see the ships lined up in battle lines on the edge of the sky, neatly The Seventh Fleet rushed towards them with the wind in full swing!

What's more terrible is that the opponent's deck guns have protruded a door of pitch-black naval guns!

"Great chief! We were really deceived by that bitch! That damned bitch, miscellaneous, paper-mounted! I just said, her kind of human is absolutely unbelievable!"

"Look, what should we do now?!"

Of course Saurfang also saw those sailboats, and then cursed angrily!

They waited here for so many days and prepared for so long, but in the end, instead of the prey, a group of hunters with swords, guns and cannons came, and they themselves became the prey in the trap? This is really unreasonable!

"..."

Thrall looked a little bewilderedly at the disappearing ships that had exploded nests in the surrounding area, and then at the Seventh Fleet flying down the wind with a murderous aura in the distance, he couldn't help closing his eyes in pain...

"Chief! It's this time now, don't think about anything else, think of a way to save these warriors of our tribe!"

Seeing that Thrall closed his eyes in pain as if resigned to his fate, and had the urge to crouch down in pain with his head in his arms, Saurfang hurried forward two steps, tightly grasped the opponent's shoulders, and shook vigorously, trying to let him The unstoppable Warchief rallied to help them through this difficult time.

When it comes to fighting, he, Saurfang, does not counsel anyone, but when it comes to using his brains, he obeys Thrall! Even now, it is no exception when the other party is blinded by a cunning human woman and makes mistakes!

"no solution anymore……"

"Their ships are faster than ours, their firepower is stronger than ours, and they are rushing down with the ocean current and sea wind from the upwind direction. How can we fight their naval guns with knives, axes and those few ballistas?"

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

Their fleet was originally just an armed transport team! It is intended to transport troops and supplies to the Eastern Kingdom to fight, not specifically to fight naval battles, so what should they use to fight the Seventh Fleet?

"I don't care! You have to think of a way! Even if I rush into the maelstrom with the other party and die together, I don't want to be slaughtered by the enemy like a group of Kodo beasts that cannot resist!"

An ax hit the wooden board under Thrall's feet, Saurfang widened his eyes, and shouted at his respected great chief angrily.

He decided that if he was lucky enough to return to Orgrimmar alive, he must take a group of brothers to pacify Theramore and kill that vile woman!

"Great whirlpool..."

"There is a solution! Saurfang, are you willing to believe me?"

Thrall, who was on the verge of complete despair, suddenly grasped that ray of life from the other party's angry words.

"Of course, you are our great chief, we will trust you unconditionally!"

Hearing that there was really a solution, Saurfang quickly pulled out the axe, and then slapped himself hard on the chest.

"Then... order: All ships are fully sailed, and we will lead the Seventh Fleet towards the edge of the vortex towards the storm area! Let all their ships follow us closely, except for the ballast supplies, other unnecessary I lost everything! Then, those who have oars also rowed for me, we must increase the speed, the faster the better!"

"Then... wait until the Seventh Fleet enters the storm area with us, we will activate the ceremony, and let the storm swallow the enemy with us! Saurfang, we will use the power of the storm to directly enter the storm zone from the most dangerous area of ​​the maelstrom." rush out!!!"

With red eyes, after looking at the Seventh Fleet approaching from the north, Thrall fiercely pointed in the direction of the maelstrom. They are surviving from the dead, and the speed must be fast! If it slows down, it will either be annihilated by the Seventh Fleet or swallowed by the maelstrom!

"Great idea! Chief, take a look at it, I'll pass the order!"

Hearing this crazy attention, Saurfang's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly rushed to deliver the order. They must run into the storm zone before the Seventh Fleet catches up with them, and then, as the war chief said, let the storm of destruction give them the strength to move forward and get rid of those enemies!

...

"Hmph! It's not too late to speed up and throw things now?"

"Order: Raise the sidesail and tailsail, we will continue to accelerate, catch up, and sink them all, leaving no one behind!"

Behind the Horde fleet, Admiral Daelin Proudmoore put away his binoculars contentedly.

He laughed out loud with glee at the sight of those stupid orcs who were only now hoisting their sails, paddling their oars, and ditching their weights. After many years of hatred, today I can finally have a little revenge, which is very good! Moreover, he also saw that the enemy's thinking was nothing more than using the dangerous vortex to force their Seventh Fleet to retreat!

But how would those stupid orcs know that these Kul Tirans who grew up by the sea love waves!

The mere maelstrom can't scare them away!

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