In the surveillance footage, Taylor actually saw old-fashioned black gunpowder cannons!
What kind of cannon were they?
Did they pull them out from a museum to make a joke?
Three thousand meters … Sorry, it wasn't even the farthest range in theory.
Quiet!
Very quiet!
After a short silence, every cannon position and bridge in the entire Alliance fleet burst into laughter.
"Hahaha!"
"This is the main fleet of the Horde?"
"Could it be a joke sent by the Horde Circus?"
Actually, it was really difficult for the Horde. Braindead Howl knew nothing about flying warships. Garivex had no choice but to pull out a bunch of antiques to make up the numbers.
Anyway, he had swindled them back, and they didn't cost him anything. The pilots were also unlucky people from the Alliance or mercenaries that he had gotten back through various means, such as lending money.
Among the 666 warships, only 80 of them were newer diesel powered flying warships. The rest were old steam-powered warships with wooden shells and thin iron sheets.
As for training, it was even more tragic. The hit rate of the cannons at a distance of five thousand meters was only 0.3%.
The warships of the Gilneys weren't second-hand goods. They were the lowest-grade flying ships of the Alliance. Other than the three battleships, the entire fleet was made up of Cleveland-class cruisers and Benson-class destroyers.
Cruisers and destroyers of this design were famous for being able to take a beating.
There were many places that were hit by the cannons, but the losses weren't great. The casualties on each ship were in the single digits.
Taylor broke out in a cold sweat.
How could they still lose like this?
General Taylor couldn't care less about his moral integrity anymore. He directly exercised the authority that William had given him and cursed in the secret communication circuit.
"Idiot! Why do you think it's so easy? The secret order that Commander Wrynn gave me is to lose! When the other side fires another round of cannons, I don't care how you do it. Set them on fire and make it look like a sacrificial explosion. But you can't really destroy the ships. Otherwise, I'll kill you bastards later! "
F * ck! This operation was simply amazing!
If the captains of each ship hadn't heard Taylor's familiar roar, they would have thought that Taylor was giving fake orders.
Actually, none of the captains were idiots. They had been wondering all along.
Why did the Alliance have so many elite soldiers? Why did it have to be their turn to fight?
If it was just a training exercise, they could just charge over directly.
Although there was a unified command in the Alliance, everyone knew that the Air Force was basically formed independently.
The Dwarves and Gnomes were the strongest in the air. The [Zap Thrower Fleet] that they formed had blinded the entire army during the Alliance's military exercise in the Twilight Highlands last year with a hit rate of 41.3% from 5,000 meters away.
Then there was Stormwind's 7th Fleet and Kul Tiras's Ice Queen Fleet. The two were basically equal.
The third tier was Lordaeron and Alterac.
The fourth tier consisted of small countries like Stromgard and Gilnis.
If the Alliance wanted to feign defeat, then it made sense.
The Alliance had recently transferred many troops into Theramore, but none of them were the main force. Apart from a small number of Alliance soldiers, most of them were mercenaries hired from the Hot Sand Group, a total of 150,000 people.
Speaking of which, when did the Alliance become so weak that they had to rely on mercenaries to defend their cities?
Even those Alliance soldiers looked like small town guards from some remote corner of the world. Their discipline was lax and they did not behave properly. They were clearly ruffians.
Now, the bad thing was that his Gilnis Flying Fleet was too outstanding.
Thus, the entire fleet was in an uproar.
"F * ck! So the higher-ups wanted us to feign defeat. Quick, take out the blankets for sleeping. After the next round of bombardment, immediately set the blankets on fire. "
"Aren't there still samples of gunpowder in the warehouse? Get ready. After the next round of bombardment, throw it at the thickest part of the deck and blow it up. "
"Prepare to set it on fire! Tell those idiots to be careful and not burn themselves. "
"Cannoneers, pay attention. Use your damn cannons! Those who are not confident, shoot the cannonballs into the sea. "
A few minutes later, when the Horde fleet approached the Alliance fleet at high speed under the pressure of their commander and opened fire again, they suddenly realized that everything had changed.
It was as if the Alliance fleet did not know how to fight anymore. The cannons rumbled, and only a few Horde airships were actually hit. Although one shot would cause them to explode, turning them into garbage falling from the sky and into the sea. The scene was terrifying, but the losses were acceptable.
On the Alliance side, dozens of warships shot out fireballs. The raging fire could not be hidden from anyone.
The happiest thing was that one of the Alliance's main warships that was at least 200 meters long exploded violently. The black pillar of smoke that shot into the sky caused the entire Horde fleet to rejoice.
"Hahaha! We hit it! "
"Did we hit the ammunition compartment and cause it to explode?"
"Most likely."
On the bridge of the Horde fleet, the Gnomes and the Forsaken cheered together.
On the Alliance side …
General Taylor was suspicious. "Hey! fuze！ fuze！ Did something really happen to them? "
The burly man called Fuze laughed foolishly in the video, "Haha! It's fine. The lads have been complaining about the previous generation of reconnaissance planes on our new warships, so we blew up the [Auspicious Cloud]. Anyway, our bulletproof cabin is pretty good, isn't it? Make it more realistic! That's what you asked for! "
"F * ck!" General Taylor's face darkened.
He blew up a plane that he looked down on. What kind of sh * t was that?
After hanging up, Fuze changed his expression and said, "You little bastards, you can't blow up the cannon even if you don't want to use the old 356mm main cannon!"
"Isn't it easy to change the cannon turrets? We are envious of the 460mm main cannon of Alterac. Our ship's hull can take it too! At least change to a 400mm main cannon. "
Hmm, it was damaged on duty anyway. The Alliance would reimburse it!
Soon, Fuze controlled the battleship [Maersk] to perform a thrilling "crash"!
The left rudder was 15 degrees, the right rudder was 31 degrees. It dragged a long trail of black smoke as it swayed and 'crashed' into the Theramore military port diagonally behind. It landed steadily on the dock. Then, the veterans on the ship started to play mahjong …
This battle was named the Battle of Theramore. The Horde lost 437 warships, and the Alliance lost more than half of their warships. (On the surface, there were 132 warships, but in reality, there were no warships that crashed, and 81 casualties).
After weakening the Alliance's air force, the Horde finally used their ultimate weapon three days later.
It was a desperate charge by hundreds of flying warships, all for the sake of covering a warship that was concealed by wind magic and illusions in the sky.
On that battleship, a magic bomb that shocked both the Alliance and the Horde was dropped — [Focusing Rainbow]!
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