Crossing Azeroth, starting with the Heroes of Might and Magic system

The hull is not only extremely strong, able to withstand the violent impact of strong winds and huge waves; it also adopts a smooth streamlined structure, allowing the entire ship to travel at lightning speed on the rough sea.

Looking at the wide deck, the orc warriors were wearing uniform heavy armor, holding various sharp weapons in their hands, and they were all energetic and majestic, exuding a powerful aura that made people shudder. Following Kilrogg's order, they immediately plunged into intense training.

The first thing they did was ship control training. The orcs quickly became familiar with the ship's driving system, including the steering wheel, sails, and propulsion devices. Under Kilrogg's guidance, they learned how to adjust the sails according to the wind direction and waves, and how to accurately control the steering wheel so that the ship could flexibly turn and accelerate.

Next came combat training. The new ship was equipped with advanced weapon systems, including artillery and throwing devices. The orcs were divided into groups for actual combat drills, learning how to fire weapons quickly and accurately during navigation, and how to work together to deal with enemy attacks. Kilrogg demonstrated in person, his movements were agile and powerful, and each strike hit the target accurately, winning cheers from the orcs.

During the training, Kilrogg not only focused on improving the orcs' skills, but also on cultivating their teamwork spirit and fighting will. He always reminded the orcs to stay vigilant, not to be carried away by victory, and to be prepared to deal with possible dangers.

As the training progressed, the orcs gradually mastered the control and combat skills of the new ship. Their cooperation became more and more tacit, and their combat effectiveness was significantly improved. Under the leadership of Kilrogg, this group of orc warriors will become a force that cannot be ignored on the sea, and their new ship will become a weapon for them to conquer the ocean and explore the unknown world.

As the afterglow of the setting sun spread over the sea, the orcs finished their training for the day. They stood on the deck, looking at the distant sea, their hearts filled with longing and expectation for the future. Under the leadership of Kilrogg Deadeye, they will continue to move forward and write a legendary chapter for the orcs.

After a long and arduous period of training, those burly and powerful orcs finally became proficient in controlling and using all kinds of ships. Whether it was a light and nimble small sailing ship or a majestic large warship, they could handle it with ease.

At this time, Orgrim, the great leader respected and admired by the entire orc tribe, keenly realized that the best time to launch an attack on Southshore had come.

Under the vast gloomy and gray sky, on the rough sea, a huge fleet composed of countless warships was marching forward in a mighty manner.

Orgrimmar stood firmly on the most magnificent flagship at the front of the fleet. He stood as tall as a pine tree, with his head held high and his bright eyes like burning torches, penetrating through layers of fog and staring closely at the South Sea Town that was looming in the distance.

On his side, there were a group of equally brave, resolute and fearless orc warriors. Each of these warriors was tall and strong, with bulging muscles, and they were wearing thick and heavy armor, which shone with a cold metallic luster under the sunlight. They held tightly in their hands various weapons that shone with cold light and were extremely sharp, with serious and solemn expressions, ready to fight. Once the leader gave the order, they would rush to the battlefield without hesitation and start a thrilling and desperate fight with the enemy.

On the vast ocean, a huge fleet is advancing rapidly against the wind and waves. Under the command of the brave and fearless Orgrimmar, this fleet is like a group of fierce and unstoppable sea beasts, splitting the waves with the force of thunder and lightning, and moving forward towards its destination.

The sea was not calm at this time. The wind was howling, causing huge waves. The white waves were like roaring beasts, rushing towards the fleet with their fangs and claws.

However, faced with such severe sea conditions, those strong and brave orcs showed no sign of fear or retreat.

On the contrary, their eyes were burning with the fire of fighting spirit, their chests were beating with hot hearts, and their hearts were filled with an extreme desire for victory and infinite loyalty to their tribe.

Gradually, the fleet cut through the turbulent sea and continued to approach Southshore. Standing on the bow, Orgrimmar stood tall and straight, his eyes burning with anger fixed on the destination not far ahead - Southshore. He raised his heavy and extremely sharp battle axe high in both hands, and the axe blade flashed a chilling light under the sunlight.

Suddenly, Orgrimmar took a deep breath, and then burst into a deafening, earth-shaking roar with all his strength: "For the glory of the tribe! For our homeland! Charge!"

This roar was like thunder that broke through the sky, spreading in all directions with overwhelming force. The sound was so loud that it seemed to tear the sky apart; the momentum was so fierce that it was like an angry roaring lion, showing its unparalleled power and majesty with its fangs and claws.

The roar echoed in the air for a long time. It was like a powerful shot of adrenaline, quickly penetrating the eardrums of every orc warrior and piercing deep into their hearts. In an instant, the wildest passion and fighting spirit that had been hidden in the hearts of the orcs were completely ignited and burned fiercely.

Every orc warrior felt as if the blood in their body was boiling, boiling and hot, rushing wildly. They tightly grasped their weapons, their eyes wide open, and their faces twisted and deformed with excitement. A powerful force gushed out from their bodies, filling them with endless courage and desire to fight.

At this moment, the entire fleet was immersed in an exciting atmosphere, the shouts of the orcs resounded through the sky and shook the earth. They marched forward bravely, unstoppable, ready to defend the glory of the tribe and protect their homeland with their own flesh and blood.

The fleet quickly dispersed and formed an encirclement, surrounding Nanhai Town. The orcs quickly landed on land, sweeping in like a storm, catching the defenders of Nanhai Town off guard. Under the leadership of Orgrimmar, the orcs showed amazing fighting power and teamwork spirit, and they moved forward courageously and fearlessly.