Chapter 303: Battle of the Palatine Bay (middle)

The seven kings of humanity have very different force values. They can hit humanoid nuclear bombs such as Antonidas, and those that cannot be hit, such as Terenas or Aiden, are simply blown by the wind.
On the whole, the spirit of Emperor Thoradin still inherited. Ryan, Thoras Trollbane's force value is above the standard. After learning to transform, King Gene's force value is also quite explosive, only a little weaker than the Queen of Greece in future generations.
Of course, King Daelin is also very fierce and stepped into the realm of heroes. In history, if it wasn't for the irritating Yadaddy incident that day, Dalyn would not be killed by tribal heroes such as Lexar.
Now one-on-one, Dailin, who is still in his body, is fighting Samuro.
On the side of the tribe, the strong forces raided, and the warships on both sides were still pulling at a high speed. About a kilometer away, on the Duke of Farreville's ship, when seeing the arc of light emitted by his hero, the orc who was responsible for monitoring the Duke exclaimed.
"Well? I didn't expect humans to be strong!"
Orcs worship the strong. For the orcs, the strong can gain their respect across races. A kilometer away, a person is a small point. This did not prevent him from knowing that Samuro had not taken down the enemy chief.
"Many are stronger than you think." Duke Farreville murmured coldly.
"But not you." The orc slammed the duke fiercely.
"Huh!" The Duke snorted, and the orc swordmaster behind him had taken a step forward, showing the threat.
"Now you play the artillery you like."
The orc's arrogant and indifferent command almost killed Farreville half-dead: Nima didn't give me the upper hand. Now seeing that your brainless commando is no longer effective, I just thought of putting my boat on top.
That kind of humiliation and helplessness almost made Farewell mad.
What else can Farrewell do? Now he and his fleet were the meat slaughtered by the orcs on the chopping block.
He had to raise his hand and make a gesture of shelling.
"aims……"
"The orc's trash battleship." A cold voice snatched the second half of the Duke's lines.
Without giving anyone time to react, a cold breath burst instantly on the ship's building.
The bitter cold flew across everyone's face like lightning, but the only orc in charge of the guard and the swordsman were frozen.
Within a hundredth of a second, all the orcs near Duke Farreville turned into ice sculptures. The expression of each orc's sting, fleshy muscles, pulling out half the blade ... all the details are clearly visible. Unfortunately, they are just an ice sculpture that has lost its life.
A figure wearing a blue and white robe appeared in front of the Duke of Farreville less than three meters.
"My Excellency Duke Marcus, you didn't expect that you, as the deputy commander of the league, shot it yourself ..." the Duke muttered to himself.
Duke appeared chicly, raising his hand, a [ice cone technique] that combined the characteristics of a tornado, and easily knocked the orcs' ice cubes out of the ship's outboard. Just before these large ice cubes fell into the sea, the continuous "click" blasts stimulated the ear drums of every Bloodsail Pirate.
Just under their eyes, those orc watchers who had threatened them for more than a month became gorgeous pieces of ice crystals, dissipating in the wind.
"The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. Even Lothar, who is the general manager, can charge forward. Why can't my deputy commander go to the front?"
During the joke, the watchers disappeared.
It was Vanessa Vancliff who killed Jesse Farreville's ship watcher. The incompetent little maid who returned from a short practice at Ravenhold's Manor cut the orc into eighteen pieces with a lightning bolt. .
Not only her, but the assassins of the Storm King are almost lightning-strike shots, killing the orcs on every bloodsail pirate ship.
One after another the Bloodsail Pirate Ship hangs the banner of the Alliance. Until this time, even if the tribe's response is dull, you will know that the Bloodsail Pirate has reversed!
"I said humans are unreliable!" The orc captain shouted angrily on the Horde battleship.
Let the unskilled orc laborer change the direction of the huge sail, trying to catch up with the bloodsail pirate battleship in the state of headwind.
For the Alliance's naval fleet, the Bloodsail Pirate Fleet is undoubtedly downwind.
But for the Horde's huge warships, the Bloodsail Fleet is relatively upwind.
The blood sail pirates suddenly changed course, which brought huge trouble to the tribal warships. From the original number of military forces, it instantly turned into a beating of disparity in strength.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!" The Bloodsail Fleet fired.
Huge hinged bombs flew towards the masts of tribal battleships hundreds of meters away under the force of gunpowder. A well-trained and experienced bloodsailer with naval warfare easily destroyed the masts and sails of most tribal battleships in two or three rounds of shelling.
While the Bloodsail Fleet forced the ship to go s-shaped at sea, it tried to distance itself from the Horde warships to avoid being hit by the Alliance Fleet.
After losing the mast and even paddling by Duke's Naga with a trident, the tribe's huge warships, like a lot of garbage floating on the sea, helplessly and desperately endure the besiege of the Alliance fleet.
At this time, instead, the Bloodsail fleet ceased fire first.
Duke frowned slightly. "Why ceasefire?"
"If you know the structure of what the tribe calls warships, you will know that shelling is meaningless to them," explained Duke Farreville.
"Ok?"
"It's all those goblins!" Referring to those short, greedy greenskins, Farewell's eyes showed resentful ferocity: "The Horde's battleships are the masterpieces of the god-damaging goblins in Booty Bay."
Last night, Vanessa and Duke sneaked into Jesse's Captain's Room and learned that Bloodsail Pirates were forced to join the Horde camp.
Just in the winter, Orgrim tribe troops conquered the warmer Stranglethorn Valley south. The despicable Goblin did not surrender in the face of the Horde's army, but in a way that Orgrim was pleased with, the Horde let the treasure bay pass.
The first thing to do is to sell the Bloodsail Pirates who are hostile to them. The Horde lacks a fleet, and the goblin with bad stomachs eagerly recommends Orgrim to swallow Bloodsail Pirates. It was mid-winter, and almost all Bloodsail Pirates were in the Bloodsail Fortress on land.
As a result, the invincible orcs were defeated ...
Of course, how could an assiduous man like Orgrim simply use Goblin as a gunman, so there is such a super battleship that Duke has become a large garbage.
Except for the hull covered with iron skin and 10 cannons symbolically installed, almost every other space is a frustrated 'battleship' with protective baffles!
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