On this day in August, fear and uneasiness lingered on the entire retreating fleet.
The news that the nobles' warships had been attacked by the Bloodsail Pirates had been spread to the entire fleet through the Gryphon Knights.
Kurtiras, Commodore Cook, who was experienced in naval battles, had originally decided to let the entire fleet return. However, the messenger sent by Lothar insisted that Andoine and Duque could deal with the enemy's fleet, and that the Murlocs led by Naga had already rushed over.
After some hesitation, Cook decided to maintain three-quarters of the sail, and deliberately split the fleet into two. The fleet of Kurtiras, which had a certain amount of combat power, would lead the way, while the transport ships at the back would still have a chance to escape if they saw that something was wrong.
Three hours later, a large number of Bloodsail Pirates appeared on the horizon.
The strange scarlet almost made the lookouts subconsciously ring the alarm bells. In fact, a young lookout really did so. However, Kurtiras, who had foreseen the danger, arranged for double the number of lookouts, and another more experienced lookout stopped the young man.
"Wait! Look at the flag on it! "
After seeing it clearly, all the lookouts were dumbfounded.
"Captain, I suggest that you come and see this."
Yes, it was indeed the warships of the Bloodsail Pirates.
The navy of Kurtiras, who were of the same lineage, would recognize those ships even if they were reduced to ashes.
In order to maintain the flexibility of the ship in all winds, it had a single horizontal sail and three triangular sails. The ship's sides were specially raised for boarding battles, and a removable wooden outer deck was installed for cannonade battles. Everything was clearly telling the navy of Kul 'Tiras that this was indeed an old adversary.
However, the Golden Lion Flag of Stormwind hanging on the main mast was telling the world that this was already the property of Stormwind.
The eyes of the navy of Kurtiras were burning with passion.
Before becoming the Bloodsail Pirates, the leader of the Bloodsail Pirates, Duke Fareville, had spent a lot of money to build the best warships in the whole of Kurtiras.
In terms of quality alone, it was even above the main fleet of Admiral Daylin Proudmoore. The only difference was that the total number of ships that Duke Fareville had taken away was relatively small. There were only 12 large merchant ships and 24 warships. After modification and upgrading, these 36 ships were definitely the main force of the Bloodsail Pirates.
Now that a total of 12 battleships had been taken away by the Stormwind, it would be strange if the people of Kul 'Tiras were not envious. If they didn't know that Stormwind Kingdom was about to fall, they would have suspected that Stormwind Kingdom was going to threaten their position as the overlord of the sea.
Not only that, but the standard of the newly built small warships was also quite good.
In addition to the ships that the nobles had taken away, what appeared in front of the people of Kul Tiras was a huge fleet composed of 70 warships of various sizes.
If it weren't for the fact that they could see through the binoculars that the Naga and the Murlocs were escorting the Blood Sail Pirates to do their work, the people of Kul Tiras might have gone mad with jealousy.
Brigadier General Cook put down his binoculars and muttered to himself, "Damn it, if we didn't have a stronger green skin to deal with, I would definitely suggest the general suppress Stormwind when I get back."
On Poseidon, Van Cleef leaned against the porthole and stared at the strange fleet that was sailing in the opposite direction from the south of the fleet. The distance between the two sides was so close that he could even see the despair and dejection on the faces of the nobles' private soldiers.
That was definitely not the expression of joy after surviving a disaster.
If he had to use a word to describe them, it would be — stray dogs!
Excited blood pumped out of Van Cleef's heart and ignited his entire body. He felt his body and soul burning.
The nobles are finished!
Those arrogant and arrogant nobles are finished!
This voice was so clear and real that Van Cleef almost couldn't control himself.
No matter how Duque did it, when the rotten flesh was cut off, even if Stormwind City fell, Stormwind would usher in a new life!
Unknowingly, Edwin Van Cleef's heart was filled with the light of Duque. It was a fanaticism that made him offer everything of himself, including his loyalty, his life, his soul, and even his most beloved daughter, Vanessa.
Late at night, Van Cleef couldn't calm down for a long time.
Of course, he wasn't the only one who couldn't calm down.
King Laing read the report three times, but after reading it, he was still stunned for a full minute and couldn't speak.
This report was too shocking.
It wasn't just him, all the high-ranking nobles in Stormwind City were silent.
Among the evacuated nobles, one-tenth of them were demons! When the Bloodsail Pirates launched their attack, the demons who revealed their true forms caused the largest death of nobles since the founding of Stormwind.
Of the 387 titled nobles, only 32 survived, and all of them were injured. Seven families were forever exterminated, and the remaining 13 families were also sparsely populated. Half of the surviving nobles were minors.
Most of them were seriously frightened.
This wasn't a fabricated report by someone or some force. The testimony of more than 800 survivors was almost unanimous. These survivors included several extremely devout priests.
It wasn't just them, the testimony of the Bloodsail Pirates' prisoners was similar.
Laing closed his eyes in pain. "Do I have to tell the people that the lords they trust as leaders, the nobles of Stormwind who inherited Thoradin The Great, one-tenth of them are demons?"
Laing's voice wasn't loud, but it clearly spread to every corner of the meeting hall.
Everyone looked at each other in dismay.
If they did that, it would be a huge blow to their morale.
At this time, Count Carton, who used to be an ally of the Brando family, raised his hand and asked to speak. "Why can't we think on the bright side? At least we got twice the number of ships. We have enough fishermen to act as sailors. We can evacuate the people twice as fast. "
Laing shuddered, and suddenly felt a little warmth in his chest. Yes, the people's losses would be reduced.
But …
Earl Kaerton spoke again, "The people who died were all local lords. I think we should respect their opinions before announcing the results to the public. After all, they are the cornerstone of the kingdom. "
The count's words were like music to their ears.
Most of the nobles had evacuated this time, but not every one of them could do so. For example, the nobles with important military positions in the kingdom.
How could their own children become demons and kill their own people … How could they announce such a shameful thing? In fact, they had already thought of a reason, but they just didn't dare to say it.
Now that Count Carton gave them a way out, they were so happy that they wanted to run up and kiss the count on the spot. Oh, they really had to rely on their own people at the critical moment.
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