"To the north...a large fleet appeared in our north! They...they were hanging the flag of Lordaeron! It should be the Seventh Fleet of Delin Proudmore, they were sailing towards us with the wind!"

At this time, on the mast of the largest and highest observation deck of the tribe, a troll shooter with a telescope in his hand and the best-looking look shouted loudly at Thar below in panic.

To be honest, he had been observing the sea conditions in the south, hoping to find clues of the enemy! But then he thought that when he turned around and looked north, he saw rows of white sails in horror. So, when he used the precious precision telescope, he saw the white-background blue sword flag hanging high on each ship, so scared that his soul was almost gone!

The enemies they had been waiting for actually walked around their backs and rushed over with the wind and sailed over?

"What!?"

A little unbelievable, Thrall quickly turned around and looked at the beard. At this time, even at the low point of the bow, he could clearly see the seventh fleet lined up in battle lines and rushed towards them neatly with the wind!

What’s even more terrible is that the opponent’s layers of deck muzzles had already extended a pitch-black naval gun!

"Chief! We were indeed deceived by that bitch! That damn bitch, messy, paper-mounted! I said, her humanity is absolutely unreliable!"

"Look, what should we do now?"

Of course, Sarufar also saw the sailboats, and then cursed in grief and anger!

They waited here for so many days and prepared for so long. In the end, the prey did not wait, but waited for a group of hunters with swords, guns and cannons. The tribe itself became prey in the trap? This is really outrageous!

“…”

Thrall looked at the surrounding ships with a daze, and then looked at the murderous intent in the distance, and then the Seventh Fleet, riding the wind, and closed his eyes in pain...

"Chief! It's time now, don't think about anything else. Just think of ways to save these warriors from our tribe!"

Seeing that Thrall closed her eyes in pain as if she had accepted her fate and had the urge to hold her head and squat down in pain, Sarufal quickly took two steps forward, grabbed the other party's shoulders tightly, and shook them hard, trying to cheer up the big chief who did not fall back to the ground to help them overcome this difficulty.

When it comes to fighting, Sarufar is not afraid of anyone, but when it comes to using his brain, he just obeys Saru! Even now, when the other party is deceived by a cunning human woman and makes mistakes, it will be no exception!

"There's no more..."

"Their ship is faster than us, and their firepower is stronger than us. The upwind rushed down along the ocean currents and the sea breeze. With our swords, how can we fight with their ship guns with our axes and those small number of crossbows?"

The more I thought about it, the more desperate Thrall became...

Their fleet was originally just an armed transport team! They planned to transport troops and supplies to the Eastern Kingdoms to fight wars, not specifically for naval battles. What should they use to fight the Seventh Fleet?

"I don't care! You must think of a way! Even if you rush into the vortex with the other party and die together, I don't want to be slaughtered by the enemy like a group of kodo beasts that cannot resist!"

Axe hit the wooden board at Saar's feet. Sauruffal stared with his eyes wide and shouted at the respectful chieftain in grief.

He decided that if he could still go back to Orgrimmar alive, he would definitely bring a number of brothers to tie Theramore and kill the despicable evil woman!

"Big vortex..."

"There's a way! Sarufar, are you willing to believe me?"

Thrall, who was about to be completely desperate, suddenly grabbed the glimmer of vitality from the other party's angry words.

"Of course, you are our chieftain, and we will trust you unconditionally!"

Hearing that there was really a solution, Sarufal quickly pulled up his axe and patted his chest hard.

"Then... order: all the ships are full of sails, and we will lead the Seventh Fleet toward the Storm Zone and rush to the edge of the vortex! Let all their ships follow us closely, and except for the basin supplies, all the other unnecessary things will be lost! Then, the oars also rowed for me, and we must increase the speed, the faster the better!"

"Then... when the Seventh Fleet enters the storm area with us, we will activate the ritual and let the storm devour the enemy with us! Sarufar, we will use the power of the storm to rush out directly from the most dangerous area of ​​the Great Vortex!!!"

With red eyes, after looking at the Seventh Fleet gradually approaching the north, Thrall pointed his hand hard in the direction of the Great Vortex. They were surviving from the dead, and their speed must be fast! If it slows down, they will either be annihilated by the Seventh Fleet or swallowed by the Great Vortex!

"Good idea! Chief, you have a good idea, I'll go and pass the order!"

Hearing this crazy attention, Sarufar's eyes lit up and he quickly ran to pass the order with excuse. They had to run to the storm area before the Seventh Fleet caught up with them, and then, as the Chief said, let the storm of destruction give them the strength to advance and get rid of those enemies!

...

"Hmph! I'm just speeding up and throwing things now, isn't it too late?"

"Order: Raise the side sails and tail sails, we continue to speed up, chase after them, and make sure to sink them all, without leaving any one!"

At the rear of the tribal fleet, Admiral Delin Proudmore put away his telescope with satisfaction.

When he saw that those stupid orcs had just started to raise their sails and row and abandon heavy objects, he laughed out loud. After years of great revenge, today he could finally take a small revenge, which is very good! Moreover, he also saw that the enemy's idea was nothing more than using the dangerous vortex to force their Seventh Fleet to retreat!

But how could those stupid orcs know that these Kultilas who grew up on the beach love to waves!

The mere whirlpool can't scare them!
Chapter completed!