Stratholme God

  Chapter 1355 The Victory of 'Industrial Power'

   Arthas's death to race is not limited. It used to be a good thing, but now it's a bit of a bad thing.

  【Dream Treader】is not a person, nor is the ship girl!

  The Dragon Queen murmured in her heart from time to time.

  Fortunately, the two fools were really slow, and with a big wave of their hands, they sent all the ships to the battlefield.

   Arthas himself had a wonderful trance. He felt that he was not fighting a war, but playing the World of Warships game that Trident spoke of.

   There are many games to rush every day!

   Seriously, the Alliance itself can't find that many qualified air fleet commanders. After all, this is a brand new topic. As early as the first year of the Dark Portal, not many people could drive spaceships to the sky.

The experience of the    Wildhammer clan is not suitable for the command and duel of airships.

Fortunately, the ship's mother comes with a commander: whether it is the Jagged Fleet's [Besmarck], [Frederick the Great], the royal [Queen Elizabeth], or the Iris' [Richelieu], these ships The mother is a very good fleet commander.

   Very worry-free!

   Arthas just told them what strategic goals he wanted to achieve when, and they would promise to complete the mission.

   As for the loss, that’s another story…

The premise of    landing is to at least grab sea and air dominance, otherwise it is to deliver food, and no amount of soldiers will be enough to die.

  The battle has been fought for so long. At a time when the iron lumps of the Iron Tribe have been sunk and the Golden Fleet suffered heavy losses, the Iron Tribe no longer dares to fight with the Alliance in the deep sea area.

   Garrosh had to keep his fleet lingering offshore east of the southern sector of Tiragarde Sound.

   As long as the shore is no more than 20 kilometers away, at least support from the land can be obtained, otherwise the Naga's navy alone is not very useful. The Naga family basically do not have weapons that can reach high altitudes from the sea.

   Now both sides are consumed!

   On the coast of the southern district.

   "Crack!"

"Wow-"

   Another goblin gets a headshot by Garrosh. Nowadays, finding goblins to squeeze watermelons has become one of the repertoires of the Great Chief to vent his anger.

   In fact, the two trade princes can always fool the goblin Mengxin, who doesn't know anything, to be a servant (decompression tool) for the warchief.

   Garrosh washed his hands, and his vicious eyes stared at the junction of the sea and the sky: "Bah! I don't believe that humans have endless airships available."

Kilrogg said coldly beside him: "Great Chief, our shipyard's production capacity has reached its limit. But the Alliance alone has ten shipyards in Stratholme, and they start shipbuilding 24 hours a day. The fact has already Proof that they can build ships faster than us."

   "Huh! What are the Naga doing? Didn't I tell them to destroy the Alliance's shipyard?"

   There was no response, and the surroundings were silent.

   Despicable Roar is sulking.

   In fact, he also knows that after the advancement of human technology, the alliance's shipyards have changed from the original focus on building ships at sea to building more airships. The only reason to build sea ships is to be cheap and fuel efficient.

   Now, unless it is a route between continents, the Alliance fleet besieging Kul Tiras can no longer find a sea ship.

   This leaves Garrosh empty of hundreds of thousands of undersea troops.

   It is not that the Naga have never attacked the sea fleet of the Alliance, and each time they suffered heavy losses and little success.

   A large number of **** destroyers and anti-submarine aircraft made Naga unable to eat and go.

   Send a deep sea giant, and the other party has underwater mechs and submarines.

  The deep-sea giant used to be a giant under the sea, but unfortunately it is not easy to use the human [Turtle Tyrant] and [Magic Crab]. A trident, a turtle tyrant, can at least kill ten deep-sea giants without injury.

   Then the alliance shipyards built airships, so there was no such thing as launching.

  The ship flew out directly from the open flap on the factory building, which was very convenient. What's even more outrageous is that one of the alliance's airship shipyards is located in Ironforge - it is located on a snowy mountain at an altitude of 3,000 meters. How do you call Naga to get there?

From Golden Sword, Theramore, Ratchet, Azshara in Kalimdor, to Dreadnought, New Boralus (formerly Utgarde Castle) in Northrend, and east The northern port and the western port of the northern land of the kingdom, the storm port and the treasure bay of the southern land, which port is not a fortified port?

   The no-navigation zone outside the port is covered with barbed and bladed fences, underwater spikes, and mines. A few days ago, Queen Azshara's subordinates attacked the Golden Sword Port once, and they were taught how to behave by a large number of depth charges before they even landed on the shore.

   In addition to throwing away the bodies of 100,000 murlocs and 3,000 Naga, there is no fart result.

   Queen Azshara was not able to do anything, so I could only get sullen with Despicable Roar.

   Now the Alliance and the Iron Horde are at war, on the surface it looks like two giants are slashing each other with passion.

  How do you feel that the Iron Tribe uses nail clippers?

   "Woooooo!"

   A shrill horn sounded. This is the Horde version of the air raid siren.

   Huge shadows swept over the sea, and the air waves were suppressed and swept away, as if this flying destroyer that was slowly passing 100 meters above the sea was really sailing on the sea, causing the waves to fly.

   On the sea, the fish that were originally few were scared and fled.

   A black iron barrel was ejected into the sea from the stern of the low-altitude skimming ship, followed by a second, a third, and countless depth charges rolled down the sea.

Above   , a huge fleet covered the sky.

  On the sea, there are constantly rising water columns.

The bow of the flagship of the Jagged Fleet at an altitude of 1,000 meters, the strong wind lifted the long black hair of the ship's wife [Frederick the Great], and the hair swept across her face. She raised her head and watched this scene with a little playfulness. .

Her eyes first turned to the blue sea where the water column was constantly emerging. She sent a message through the video of the U-series submarine and saw the aquarium shivering on the bottom of the sea. There were no Naga and murlocs who dared to risk depth charges. The power rushed to within 500 meters of the sea surface.

   She raised her head, her horizon projected from extremely close to extremely far, and the vast coastline seemed to form a flat arc on the horizon. At the far end of the arc, as far as the line of sight could barely reach, the orc walls and the tips of the towers gleamed in the sunlight.

   "Those savage beasts made a bunch of new toys again? It's an eyesore! Take it down!"

   It is very difficult to hit a moving enemy ship ten kilometers away, but it is very simple to hit the enemy bunkers on the coastline of dozens of kilometers.

   As towering plumes of smoke and roars sounded from the shore, patches of green light could soon be seen in the western sky.

   Countless mantid took off, and the one that took off first hovered in the air, but in an instant, it filled most of the sky. Next came the flickering of more dense green dots, the reflection in the sun as the mantid's wings flapped.

   They rallied again and launched a suicide charge against the massive fleet of hundreds of Alliance airships.

   is approaching!

   is closer!

   "Fire!" The sonorous voice of [Frederick the Great] spread throughout the entire fleet.

   In just a few minutes, the sea above the sea was filled with countless cannonballs!

   (end of this chapter)