Stratholme God

   Chapter 164 Father and Son Bureau (4 more)

   (Leader givemepower plus update 19/20)

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  The sound of McDonald's screaming with [Breaking Roar] drifted into Orgrim's ear with the wind, and a mouthful of old blood was held in his mouth, and Orgrim died of anger on the spot.

   He is so aggrieved!

  Young people don’t talk about martial arts!

   If you have the ability, don’t play turtle shell tactics. Line up on the plain and everyone is right in front of you!

   But after a brief rage, reason prevailed.

   Orgrim cast his gaze on a face he never wanted to trust before, a handsome human face, pale and bloodless - the face of Derek Proudmoore!

   "I still can't trust you!" Orgrim said straight to the point.

   "Great Chief, you don't need to trust me, you just need to understand-I have to be with you." Derek raised his hands.

  It was a pair of extremely terrifying hands.

   Only a little jerky-like flesh and skin remained stuck to the finger bones, and all the joints were exposed.

Derek's lips contracted from the loss of moisture could not hide his pale teeth, and his mouth opened and closed, but his voice no longer came from his vocal cords: "I hate Gul'dan who made me a ghost! "

   "I believe." The warchief nodded.

   Derek bowed slightly, caressing his left shoulder with his dry right hand.

"As an undead, I have lost all my glory and status, and can never return to my family. I know what the Alliance does. They will only let the clergy 'purify' me. Well, let me The total destruction of soul and body. Even if I am dead, I can still think and still feel fear. I continue to serve the Warchief simply because I do not want to be destroyed by the Alliance. It's that simple."

   "Okay, I believe you. Do you have any advice for the status quo? In naval warfare, you are the expert."

   The faint fire in Derek's eyes flickered, and his 'eyes' made Orgrim understand that he was looking at the battleship of the Black Scars clan in the west with 'disdain'.

Derek pointed to the Black Scar fleet that had already crossed the Blackrock clan's warship: "I can't say I know MacDonald Stratholme, but I definitely know my father - if it were him, he would fight at night, and Destroy the main force of orcs at sea."

  The night battle at sea in this era is a nightmare.

   There is no moonlight, if there is no light, it will be dark and nothing can be seen.

   When the lights are on, it is easy to become a target.

   Derek continued: "The people of the Black Scar think that learning to sail is enough. They are still a hundred years away from learning naval warfare!"

  Orgrim: "..."

   "So, Warchief, my suggestion is..."

   Knowing father Moruozi, Derek guessed right.

   Daelin led almost all the warships of Kul Tiras and laid a net of heaven and earth at a place ten kilometers offshore from the west of Yangfan Port as early as possible.

   All warships kept their distance, lowered their sails, and waited quietly on the sea.

"It's so lively! Didn't the Duke of Stratholme just wipe out the orcs in the port?" The speaker was a female paladin in bright silver armor. Very special, her long sharp ears and golden The long eyebrows told others that she was an elf.

   To be precise, a half-blood elf, because her eyebrows are slightly longer than those of a human, but only half that of a high elf.

"Fina, you have to learn to be patient. The Duke of Stratholme is definitely the most powerful master of the art of war in this era. He would not do such a stupid thing. If so many orcs are blocked in the port, he will have to fight with a small number of troops. All the main force of the orcs is on. The easiest way to destroy the orcs is of course to sink them all to the bottom of the sea." Daelin patted the female paladin on the shoulder.

   The valet around him didn't care at all.

  Because everyone knows that this half-blooded female elf named Fenna Jinjian is actually the crystallization of love between King Daelin and his royal mage, the high elf Gina Jinjian.

   In order to protect the king's marriage, Fenna inherited her mother's surname.

Just as King Daelin finished speaking, a dazzling red light lit up in the dark night, and swayed and fell from the air. When he was about to fall to the sea, something suddenly blocked it. The red light shadowed a huge hull. silhouette.

   Not one, but many, with the bright flares being fired, the lights had already been turned off, and the Black Scar fleet sailing quietly was stunned.

  Barbatos' [a happy little penguin] laughed loudly: "Wow ha ha ha! Dear, don't you have a nuclear strike on the way?"

  [Donghuangfeng] laughed along with him: "No no no, Dongfeng Express is very satisfied."

  The Kul Tiras fleet... Of course it can't meet the requirements of sand sculpture players.

   However, the largest fleet of this era, without Daelin's orders, they have followed the pre-arranged tactics, some ships seize the upper T-position, and others are like a group of sharks hunting in groups, quietly closing in on the Black Scar clan's fleet.

   Behind the Black Scar Clan, there are a lot of high-hanging ship lights...

  The sea boy of Kul Tiras can use the dim moonlight to reach a position that is enough to attack without lighting.

  The orcs of the Black Scars clan are not good enough. They are best at sailing, but they are just newbies.

   The core of this fleet is the Kul Tiras captains who have turned into undead. Unfortunately, a considerable number of them left with Gul'dan, and the remaining undead captains are not many, and the sailors are far from enough.

  Goudan is not a serious necromancer, and resurrecting the undead is entirely his sideline.

  In the beginning, except for some of the death knights who were resurrected as half-baked, most of the sailors and sailors became mindless ghouls. This made the boat of the Black Scars clan very difficult.

   When the roar of cannons shook the entire sea, everything was over.

   Often more than three Kul Tiras ships besieged a former friendly warship, and they came up with hinged shells specially designed to hit the mast of the ship.

This kind of special cannonball with two large iron **** tied with a thick iron chain is a feature of this era. They can be launched like a meteor hammer. Once the chain is stuck on the mast of the ship, it can be twisted with great force under the action of inertia. Breaking the mast will make the opponent's ship lose power and become the most tragic living target.

   "Bang bang bang!" The continuous sound of cannons seemed to announce the victory of Kul Tiras.

  Dai Lin had a musket in his left hand, a knife in his right hand, and stepped on the side of the boat with his right leg. He was overjoyed: "Hahaha! This time I want McDonald's to spit out all the gold coins! This bill is not cheap!"

   However, before he finished speaking, Fina with [Dark Vision] reminded him: "Your Majesty! The situation is not right! It's not a big ship behind!"

  Daelin took out his monocular, and in the moonlight finally saw the ship's lights, which seemed to be large ships, following the Blackscar clan's fleet leaving the port.

  The height of the light was the same height and distance as the light of the Kul Tiras warship, but it was a light attached to the mast of a small sailboat at the sampan level.

   "Impossible!" Dai Lin was taken aback.

  …

   At this moment, near the coast of the island of Quel'Danas in the northwest.

Derek, who sneaked all the way to the northwest with the main Blackrock orcs, moved towards the sea of ​​​​the fierce battle in the southwest, took off his hat, and bowed: "Salute to you, my father! I respect you, but unfortunately, I don't want to annihilate just yet. ."

   It is very dangerous to sail at night, especially by the coastline.

  Unfortunately, this is only limited to humans. In the undead's only gray vision, the gray and black coastal reefs are no different from the daytime.

   What a silent sailing, this is just basic shit!

   Derek used the Black Scars clan as bait, and took Orgrim's main force, detoured to the northern waters of Quel'Thalas, and drove in a large circle to the southern continent.

   (end of this chapter)