Stratholme God

Chapter 162 "Halfway and Strike" (2 more) (ask monthly ticket)

It was a loud bang that shook the ground.

"Bam—"

A long, sharp sound of breaking wind pierced the sky.

The shell accurately landed less than 50 meters in front of Orgrim.

In front of him, the entire wooden bow of an original Kul Tiras warship exploded, and a large number of pieces of wood turned into death scythes, harvesting all the orc lives on the pier beside the bow.

A large number of orcs were bloody and bloody, and they fell to the ground or fell into the water before they could scream.

After the terrible shell pierced through the bow of the ship, the lingering momentum continued, and it blasted into the high elf's artistically crafted white jade-colored offshore pier.

The entire pier began to vibrate slightly, and a "click" sound spread from the depths of the pier, like the sound of a plaster sculpture being forcibly broken.The sound went from inside to outside, from small to loud, followed by a crisp crackling sound.

A half-meter-wide crack on the four-meter-wide wharf approach bridge appeared in everyone's field of vision. This crack extended from under the offshore wharf, piercing along the approach bridge to the depths of the wharf area, as if torn Cracked the entire Sunsail Port.

"Long-"

Two-thirds of the 30-meter-long offshore pier connected with most of the approach bridge, together with the orcs waiting to board the boat, fell into the icy sea water together.

"Ahhhh!"

"Help! I don't want to die!"

"Water, cough, I can't swim—"

The screams that were originally boiling because of the first air raid suddenly went up to a higher level, and there were chaotic and noisy human voices everywhere, and the terrifying sound waves could almost tear people's eardrums.

"Calm down! Calm down—" The great chief's loud voice, which was always useful in the past, lost its power at this moment.

The orc who sucked the blood of the devil is the least good at being calm.

They jostled and flailed their weapons frantically at unseen foes, causing even more chaos.

In the chaos, Orgrim caught a glimpse of a familiar and burly figure: "Kashdrak! Cashdrak! Take your Blackscar clan to withdraw from the port first, and deploy defenses at the port!"

The Black Scar Clan is an ancient orc clan, and its combat power is really good.

Unexpectedly, Kashdrak refused: "Put your dirty face away, Orgrim! You have abandoned the sworn ally Zul'jin and his trolls, the blue feather, the broken tusk Those second-rate clans, do you still want to abandon the Black Scars clan now? No! Never!"

"No! It's just..." Orgrim retorted subconsciously.

"Don't lie to me! You can't do anything about that army called [Stratholme]! Recently, the prey you hunt every day is getting smaller! It's because the hunting ground we control is getting smaller! Also! Gul'dan is Is it really a betrayal? Are the Brothers Blackhand really hunting them down?" The rugged orc chieftain was clearly losing control.

When he lost his trust in the warchief, Orgrim said nothing!
"No, then..."

"The Black Scar Clan will never cease to succeed! Take our lives!" Kashdrak raised his arms and shouted: "Brothers, grab the ship!"

"Oh oh oh--"

The Black Scar Clan's act of snatching the ship immediately deepened the chaos on the scene.

At this moment, more shells pierced the sky and bombarded the dock area in a high parabola.

So accurate!
Except that one shot hit a cruiser and splashed a six-meter-high water column without causing substantial damage, the rest of the shells either fell on the warship or hit the dock.

All the orcs were stunned, the huge crater stimulated their visual nerves.

As the shells shook the pier, more large cracks appeared, and the number of small cracks more than ten times this number also began to appear on the ground. The two offshore piers shattered into countless pieces in an instant. The opened waves sank to the bottom of the water together.

Rather than saying that the cannon was accurate, it would be better to say that the attack timing chosen by McDonald was too spicy.

It was just about the time when one-third of the people boarded the boat.

In military terms, this is more like the so-called 'half-strike'.

Here, receiving the real-time communication from the operator acting as a scout, McDonald patted Willie on the shoulder: "Okay, you don't have to shoot so accurately from now on. Let your apprentice aim and fire casually."

Gunner Willie deserves to be a man full of gunnery talent!
With only the test gun near the Northland Fortress, he was able to shoot this semi-finished 105mm howitzer into his soul without calibrating.

Do not!
More than one shot.

It was the five test guns he adjusted and aligned that all hit the target area.

It's not a visual direct hit.

The artillery regiment under McDonnell is located more than 5 kilometers southwest of Yangfan Port. To come to Yangfan Port, you must first make a large circle from the southeast, with a distance of more than 9 kilometers.

There is also a 100-meter-high hill on the shelling route, and the shells must be fired around the hill with a curved trajectory before flying to the port.

This kind of unstable shelling, if it is turned up by one degree, the shells will most likely fly somewhere.

Because the initial speed of the howitzer is not fast, it is a curved shot, and the wind speed is also counted.

In this era, this is definitely a bombardment with an explosive difficulty factor.

But if you hit it, you hit it!
At this moment, the sky above the port seems to be divided into two distinct sides. The central area is clear and bright, and the clouds in the entire area reflect the crimson flames from the ground, while the surrounding area is dark and dark, as if the flames are slightly restrained and the light will be reduced. snuff out.

In fact, the battle situation is indeed very similar.

The bombardment that spread continuously to the entire port caused the high temperature and flames to spread rapidly.

The only luck for Orgrim is that there are not many human cannons with extremely exaggerated ranges, and there are only five or six in total.

After the initial panic, the evacuation work can actually continue.

The key is, who will break the back.

Orgrim approached the Bladewind and Whiteclaw clans.

It turns out that in history, these two clans did not come to Azeroth.It's just that the White Claw clan suffered annihilation because they sympathized with Durotan and the Frostwolf clan.

As the first-line clans that are more capable of fighting, they have always been brought in the main force as the main force.

Regarding the chief's order, the two chiefs had no doubts about him, and accepted the order a little naively.They, who were already queuing outside the port, turned around and headed out of the port to meet them.Then they saw a large number of human soldiers start fighting out of the woods.

The orcs don't feel anything yet, if there are human nobles around, they will definitely scold Mai for being a big dog.

In order to preserve the physical strength of the soldiers, all the soldiers came in horse-drawn carriages tonight in armor.

They got off the car at a distance of nearly 2000 meters from the two clans. The whole team, holding torches, formed a skirmish line and slowly walked out of the woods.

The whole process was unhurried and uncluttered.

(End of this chapter)