Menethil's Power

Chapter 324 The Sin of Family Betrayal
"Great Chief, the scouts who went to the north have returned. He said that there is a huge valley to the north, and the other side of the valley is a dense forest." Nazgail, the leader of the wolf cavalry, reported.

Very good, Thrall nodded, he finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, Kalimdo is far more barren than he imagined, but fortunately it is not a complete desert, having woods means that water, food and wood can be obtained from it, this They are the key to the survival of the orcs.

The westward journey to Kalimdor is progressing fairly smoothly, and the main energy of the alliance is involved in the north. This is undoubtedly an opportunity for the orcs. Now most of the orcs have arrived in this unknown land and established on the edge of this swamp. After leaving the simple camp, only the last batch is still sailing, and they should arrive in time.

Thrall squinted his eyes and looked at the withered yellow swamp in front of him. Kalimdor was indeed not comparable to the rich eastern kingdom, at least the central region was indeed a barren land, but Thrall believed that with the tenacity of the orcs, he could take root here , as the mysterious prophet said, this is a land that can breed new tribes.

"Boat! Ship!" The orc shouted from the other side of the sea. Is the last group of immigrants here?Thrall was wondering, but the sound of gunfire and the smoke from the explosion made him lose any doubt immediately.

Enemy attack!

In this crude port, dozens of Kul Tiras battleships rushed in unreasonably. The beast bared its fangs.

The crude warships on the tribe's side were shattered in the first round of shelling, and then the artillery fire tilted into the orc camp.

"Retreat!" Thrall yelled at the orcs, "Get out of the range of those artillery!" After the only ships were destroyed, the orcs had no means of threatening those warships, so they had to avoid them.

Most people followed the new chieftain's order and began to abandon the camp and retreat quickly, and the Saurfang brothers were also doing their best to reorganize the chaotic orcs. "Warchief, the Warsong clan is advancing on the human fleet!" Nazgail yelled.

"Damn it!" Thrall cursed secretly. Grom's aggressiveness and bloodthirsty have always been a headache for him. The chief of the Warsong clan seems to have always looked down upon him, the new chief of the tribe, and often deliberately violates some conservative rules. Sexual commands, such as now.

Thrall knew that he couldn't change Grom's mind in a short period of time. The only thing he could do was to cooperate with the actions of the Warsong clan as much as possible. "Assemble all shamans and shadow hunters! We must provide cover for Grom!"

These spellcasters are the only ones that the new tribe can take out now.

"Serving you, Warchief." A troll witch doctor with dark blue skin said. This troll named Vol'jin was originally the leader of the Darkspear tribe in the South Sea Islands. The tribe helped them quell the murloc disaster. , so this troll tribe swore allegiance to Thrall and became a new member of the tribe.

Compared to the giant troll clans like Gurubashi or Amani, the situation of the Darkspear tribe is indeed a bit too miserable, but this does not mean that their voodoo power is weaker than other troll clans.

Somewhat miraculously, the artillery fire from Kul Tiras suddenly became thinner. Thrall noticed that many warships had put down their landing craft. Humans seemed to want to carry out a landing battle.The young chief thought this was good news. This was a tough battle, but at least the death of an orc warrior in a frontal confrontation was more valuable than death by artillery fire.

On the King of the Seas, Admiral Daelin Proudmoore retracted his saber into the scabbard, "Order all the marines to assemble, the Jenna and the Golden Griffin are ready to dock, and at the same time, part of the ship's artillery is dismantled and carried out Landing battle."

"Why, father?" Derek seemed a little confused, "We have an absolute superiority in firepower, why do we have to fight the enemy in close quarters?"

At this time, most of the naval guns in Kul Tiras were imported from Blizzard Corporation. Although the core excitation stone technology was not applied to these artillery guns, they were at the top of Azeroth's gunpowder weapons in terms of range and power. s level.

"I know you're deeply influenced by Isaacs' firepower supremacy theory, but that kid has a large number of siege tanks to say that cannons can conquer the world. Do you think our cannons that still use gunpowder can produce the same effect?" The admiral patiently educated: "Besides, our goal in this battle is to annihilate the orcs. After all, we have to fight on the ground."

"Understood." Drake looked taught, and at the same time cursed Isaacs in his heart, that cunning guy, until now he refused to share even a Punisher with his allies.

"Leave the command of the fleet to you, and I will personally lead people to land." Dai Lin said again.

Derek instinctively felt that something was wrong. There was no reason for the coach to go to the front line in person, but he wisely swallowed his doubts. After all, the admiral himself still has a very strong combat power, and it is very likely It is a test for his successor.

The Warsong clan was charging, artillery fire exploded around them, and orcs kept falling, but the momentum of the entire team was hardly affected. The water rich in life force rushed between them, healing their injuries. It's a support from a shaman.

Grom looked quite high-spirited at this time, his eyes were red because of the excitement of the battle, "Soldiers! Come with me to kill those treacherous humans!" The hole made a whining sound of wind.

At this time, the landing troops of Kul Tiras had already formed their formation on the beach, Hellscream snorted coldly, "It seems that not all human beings are cowards." He saw the leader of Kul Tiras at a glance, and Dai Lin also looked at this powerful orc at the same time.

The Warsong Clan and the Kul Tiran sailors collided fiercely, but the two powerful leaders faced each other, and the ordinary soldiers made way for them.

The first one who couldn't bear the desire to fight was Hellscream. The chief of the Wargods roared and launched an attack. With tremendous force, Hellscream slashed on the Kul Tiras saber and made a loud noise, but was blocked by the grid .

In terms of physical strength alone, it is impossible for the admiral to stand shoulder to shoulder with Grom, but he is obviously not a pure warrior. On Admiral Daelin's saber, the water-blue energy gathers and becomes like a wave Generally ups and downs.

This is the power of the sea.

Backed by the ocean, the admiral got a huge boost, and the saber carrying the power of the ocean current kept chopping down. The undulating power contained in it made Grom a little at a loss, and it was a little difficult to parry for a while.

This was a peak duel, a battle about glory, so the other personnel on both sides tacitly did not interfere with the duelists.After more than a dozen rounds, the physical strength of both sides was greatly exhausted, so they both tried to change this situation of coming and going.

Grom felt a little irritated. He felt that his overall strength was stronger than the opponent's, but he had always fallen into the opponent's rhythm. Chief Warsong decided to change this. A considerable distance.

The admiral did not pursue, but raised his saber, and the power of the water spewed on the saber. The sea behind him suddenly boiled, and the sea water gathered into a wave nearly ten meters high, sweeping towards the beach with an astonishing momentum. come.

Grom looked around and found that the Warsong clan accounted for the majority of the people around him, and almost all the Kul Tirans had left the range of the tide. Obviously this was a strategy that humans had already planned, and the entire Warsong clan was concerned. Got it.

The power of the water flow was terrifying, and Hellscream certainly wouldn't sit still. He held Gorehowl tightly with both hands, and his body began to spin at high speed.

Warrior's most powerful offensive skill, Blade Storm!

One person and one ax rotated at high speed, forming an effect similar to a tornado. The rushing tide was immediately crushed, and then the sharp blade storm began to separate the sea water, moving forward bit by bit.Grom could already see the figure holding the saber high in the tide, and he let out the roar of today again, ending the storm of sharp blades, and the blood roar slashed like a thunderbolt.

Not surprisingly, Gorehowl first hit metal instead of flesh, but this time the block was very weak. Grom suddenly saw Daelin's bloodless face. The orc was startled, but couldn't hold back.

Gorehowl sliced ​​through the Kul Tiran armor without hindrance, almost splitting the admiral's body in half, but Grom didn't feel any joy or glory, but was very annoyed, he felt that he was being used up.

Although the admiral did die from Gore Howl, Daelin had already been injured almost fatally before Grom launched his attack. After the wave is released there is no reason for another action.

The tide subsided, Dai Lin's eyes hadn't been closed yet, but the admiral's blue-gray pupils had already lost their vitality, and the huge ice thorn inserted into his heart was melting rapidly, and would soon disappear without a trace.It was clearly a murder, a traitor among the humans who had killed Daelin Proudmoore at the hands of Grom.

When the admiral summoned the tide, the cunning murderer hid such an ice thorn in the sea, and pierced the admiral's heart along with the advance of the tide, and Dai Lin obviously didn't expect this kind of attack from behind, so It can be said that he borrowed his own power to severely injure himself, after all, the ice thorns were completely borrowed from the power of the tide.From a technical point of view alone, the assassination was exquisite.

Grom's face was gloomy. He did not recognize this victory. He respected battles and powerful opponents, so he despised those who used shady methods. He knew that the one who possessed such methods must be an advanced spellcaster, so Attention quickly turned to the tidesages of Kul Tiras. He wanted to find that despicable assassin, not to avenge the admiral, but because he believed that the assassin had defiled what should belong to him. glory.

However, he found nothing. Perception is not a fighter's strong point.

The orcs of the Warsong clan who were still alive around gradually discovered the battle situation here, "Hellscream!" At first, some people shouted this surname excitedly, and then more people joined in, and a wave of shouts quickly formed. Obviously Grom's victory Inspired all the orcs, their morale was high, Grom had no choice but to respond with Gore Howl - although he thought his glory was tarnished, he could not deny the positive impact of this disgraceful battle , at least now it is certain that the Horde has won.

On the Kul Tiras side, it was the exact opposite. The death of their commander made their army lose their morale, and soon fell into a complete defeat. They could no longer organize a land offensive.

"The admiral is dead!"

On the Sea Throne, when Derek first heard the news, he thought it was a rumor. How could the ruler of Kul Tiras, the god of war in his heart, die at the hands of the orcs like this?
However, the situation on land made him suspicious. The artillery fire from the fleet could hardly suppress the orcs whose morale was high.Derek unfolds his spotting telescope...and sees his father's body.

The mountain in his mind collapsed.

Derek was about to faint, and silent tears rolled down his cheeks, "Come on! Come on!" he almost yelled frantically.

"What are you going to do, Derek?" A calm voice rang in his ear, it was Lord Stormsong with dark complexion, the leader of the tidesages.

"Go save father and avenge him!" Drake roared.

"Calm down! The admiral is dead, you are the supreme commander of this fleet now!" Lord Stormsong said sternly, his eyes were red, it was obvious that Derek was not the only one who felt the admiral's death grief.

A cloud of icy sea water was smashed on Drake's head by the tide sage. The latter was a quick-witted, shattered mind due to extreme grief and quickly regrouped. It took Drake a few seconds to judge the situation.

Kul Tiras was already unwilling to win this battle, and he didn't even think about defeating the orcs. The only thing he had to do now was to get back his father's body, and then return to Kul Tira with as many warships as possible. s.And then he will have to think about how to tell his mother that she lost her husband, how to tell Tenred and Jaina that they have lost their father forever.

(End of this chapter)