What the f * ck!
It was the first time that the Alliance officers had seen such a strange order after so many years of fighting.
They were all confused and even angry, asking for confirmation from the command center. Who knew that the person who appeared on the magic communication network this time wasn't the female soldier they were familiar with, but the big boss William?
"This is the unanimous decision of the Throne Conference. You have to obey even if you don't want to. Alliance soldiers, your duty is to obey orders. You can object, but we'll see you in the military court. "William, who had a bad temper, was the most suitable person to play the role of a black-faced god.
The soldiers below immediately fell silent.
This kind of nonsensical order wasn't easy to grasp. It wouldn't be good for those who were too lousy to go. Although they were usually lousy, if they weren't careful, they could fire a cannon. If they had a hit rate of 50%, a group of people would be finished.
In the end, the middle-level officers of the Alliance discussed for a long time. First, they expanded the scope of the investigation, then prepared elite cannoneers and a large number of specially prepared artillery shells.
As expected, the Horde actually took advantage of the night to sneak in …
That night, the night was not at all alluring. Dark clouds covered the sky, and there was no light. It was obvious that it had nothing to do with the Moon Goddess.
Nearly 600 flying battleships formed a formation that resembled a long snake formation. They took off from Ogrimma and headed straight southeast. In order not to be discovered by the Alliance and to guide the flying battleships behind, Magatha came up with an idea — to use a trumpet-shaped cover at the stern of the first guiding ship and light up three red lights. This way, the Alliance would not be able to see it from the direction of the ship.
The sea was so big, and the sky was so vast. Who would be able to discover the flying battleships in the middle of the night?
By the time the Alliance discovered that Ogrimma had lost its flying battleships the next day, the fleet had already left.
Yes, the Horde's idea was beautiful. Unfortunately, in the eyes of the Alliance, it was as foolish as an ostrich with its head buried in the sand. It thought that if it couldn't see the enemy, the enemy wouldn't be able to see it either. However, it didn't know that the enemy had already seen everything and could do whatever they wanted.
The Alliance was also speechless.
There were nearly 500 Warlocks in this expedition led by Brainless Roar. Every demon enslaved by a Warlock was a spy for the Eredar Gemini.
Just the Alliance's new composite radar alone could easily discover the existence of the Horde 'flying fleet.
As early as the Blazing Crusade, the Alliance had already developed rudimentary underwater sonar and radar systems. After so many years of improvement, it was already the limit of what Cash Technology could do.
It was called a composite type because it also had a technology-type electronic signal radar and a magic-type elemental detection radar. Any target that couldn't reflect radar wavelengths and had a high degree of elemental polymerization reaction would be magnified on the high magnification display.
The Alliance had now perfected its night surveillance ships. They surrounded Ogrima from more than a hundred kilometers away without any blind spots.
The funny thing was that the tribe was still putting on a clumsy performance. Using a diversion tactic, they sent hundreds of wyvern knights to attack the Alliance's frontlines in Mulgaore and the Barren Lands …
Duque really wanted to sing a song. "I turned a blind eye to what I should've done!"
Naxxramas had already flown a hundred kilometers east of Orgrimmar. At this time, the voice of the monitor girl rang throughout the entire command center.
"Confirming the Horde's aerial fleet — 81 armored airships, 338 wooden airships, 296 hot-air balloon airships."
As soon as the girl finished speaking, the officers in the command center burst into laughter.
"Hahaha! Be serious! You bastards! Be serious — hahahaha! "Damn it, the one who laughed the loudest was Bu Laing Bronzebeard himself!
"Damn it! Scarlet and I can wipe out half of them. Is the Horde so poor that they want to rob the Alliance's museum? "Kudran Wildhammer roared.
"Come on, there's no place for you. General Taylor is the first one. "Jaina, the commander of the Alliance's frontline, chuckled.
In front, General Taylor looked like he had lost his mind. He helplessly ordered, "The first reconnaissance team, go forward and pretend to have found the enemy within visual range."
Soon, a fleet consisting of a flying cruiser and two flying destroyers slowly sailed from twenty kilometers away at an angle of sixty degrees.
If it was a normal situation, they would've opened fire from ten kilometers away.
The Horde, who only relied on their eyes to find the enemy, only discovered the Alliance's' patrol team 'when the two sides were five kilometers away! This was because the Alliance's flying warships were flashing red warning lights at the bow, hull, and stern to avoid collisions at night.
On the radar screen, it could be clearly seen that the Horde seemed to be startled. Within five kilometers, they began to change direction towards the south in an attempt to avoid the enemy and muddle through.
"Commander, can we fire the warning flare now?" The captain of the reconnaissance team asked bitterly.
"No … Our vision now is about three thousand meters. Don't change direction. Only when you are three thousand meters away will you be allowed to act according to the plan," General Taylor replied bitterly.
The Horde's fleet was too big, and they were not trained to sail at night. In the eyes of the Alliance, the Horde's fleet was like a flock of startled sparrows. Although they had changed direction, they were in a mess.
Then …
God damn it! Two of the Horde's flying ships collided with each other, creating a huge and bright fireball in the night sky.
In Karazhan, Duke, who was watching this scene, slapped his forehead and deeply facepalmed.
"Damn it, this is like playing chess with all the chariots, horses, and cannons, but the opponent still can't win …"
This time, the Alliance's patrol team could no longer pretend to be blind, right?
General Taylor's eyes twitched, and he ordered, "Fire the signal flare in 60 seconds."
A minute later, the captain of the patrol team held the stopwatch and released the red signal flare, which meant that the enemy was attacking.
When three scarlet red signal flare rose from the cruisers, the radar could see that the Horde's fleet was even more chaotic.
Even without the radar, the report from the fleet in front said that there were at least five Horde's ships colliding with each other.
The three patrolling Alliance ships opened fire.
They didn't deliberately aim, but the Horde's flying ships were too densely packed. The destroyer on the left opened fire with three 120mm main cannons. It was just a random shot, but all six of the cannons hit their targets.
Immediately, six brighter fireballs rose in the night sky.
General Taylor, who was watching the battle from the flagship [Bismarck], cursed on the spot, "Are you f * cking stupid? Those green skins who rely on their naked eyes to observe the battle don't even know what ballistics is! Can't you just aim your cannons into the sea?! All the cannoneers on the Z23 should clean the toilet for a month! "
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