Warcraft Eternal Tree

The blue sky is clear, and a red sun in the east has just risen halfway. The sunlight is shining slantly, dyeing the sea surface a golden yellow. Dozens of seagulls were gliding in the sky, calling from time to time to express the good mood brought about by this beautiful morning.

"Whoosh -" a sound of tearing air sounded, followed by a scream. The group of seagulls was frightened and scattered, flying around for a while, and then gathered again in the distance after a long time. When I looked closer, I saw that one of my companions was missing.

At the same time, a seagull pierced by a crossbow fell with a bang from the deck of a large ship on the sea, and was then picked up by a big hand like a cattail leaf fan.

"Grandma, you won't let anyone get a good night's sleep early in the morning. You'll scream, scream, scream. Let's see if you can still make a lot of noise after I shoot you down." It was the owner of Big Hand who spoke. I saw that this man was short, thick, and disheveled. He was clearly a dwarf who had just climbed out of bed.

The dwarf was holding a crossbow in one hand and the poor seagull in the other. He was muttering: "I just happened to be awakened by these dead birds. I haven't eaten breakfast yet, so I just plucked the bird's feathers and made soup." Just make a living." It seemed that it was this dwarf who shot down a seagull and scattered the group of seagulls.

Others on the deck saw the dwarf looking sleepy, but no one cared. Instead, when the dwarves passed by, they all stood up straight and shouted "Hello, boss." Yes, the irritable dwarf who shot down a seagull early in the morning because he thought it was disturbing his sleep was none other than Thresh, the leader of the Prison Pirates.

Where Thresh is located is naturally the flagship of the Prison Pirates. Around this flagship, there are nearly two hundred warships, forming a huge fleet. Different from other fleets, all the warships and crews in this fleet belong to the Warden Pirates, and there are no other pirate groups in it.

In the war between the Shadow Island organization and the Sea Tribe, in order to prevent the fleet from being too weak to be defeated individually, each fleet was required to consist of at least two hundred warships. The entire Shadow Island organization has very few pirate groups with two hundred ships, so generally speaking, each fleet is composed of several or even a dozen pirate groups.

But the Prison Pirates are different. First of all, as the third largest pirate group organized by Shadow Island, it owns nearly two hundred warships. In addition, with the members of the same pirate group, the combat effectiveness it can exert is compared to that of several pirate groups combined. The fleet together is much stronger.

Secondly, the Warden Pirates are not gregarious, and there are not many pirates who have good relations with them. If they are forced to gather together, their combat effectiveness may be reduced. Therefore, the Warden Pirates wandered and fought as a fleet on their own in the waters where the Marine Tribe was infested.

Of course, although the number of warships is less than 200, no one thinks that the Prison Pirates will be in danger. Secretly, the pirates actually felt that the Warden Pirates were stronger than the two previous pirate groups. After all, most of the Warden Pirates are aliens, and their average strength far exceeds that of ordinary human pirates.

It is strange to say that it has been more than half a month since the Warden Pirates encountered the Sea Tribe. Even Captain Thresh couldn't help but wonder when he was cooking seagulls, could it be that the Sea Tribe's previous encounters with him were too harsh, making the Sea Tribe feel that our fleet is not easy to deal with?

It was precisely because he had not encountered the Sea Tribe for more than half a month that Thresh, the leader of the group, was still sleeping when the sun was already high in the sky, and was then woken up by the cry of seagulls.

After eating up the poor seagull in the cabin, Thresh returned to his rest room, put on a short captain's uniform, and came to the deck again.

Raising his head, the grumpy dwarf shouted loudly to the lookout at the top of the mast: "Long Ears, still haven't found those fishmen?"

The Watcher who was turned into long ears by Thresh was an elf. Although he was very dissatisfied with the nickname "Long Ears", he couldn't resist, so he had to answer Thresh angrily. "Of course we didn't find it. We haven't seen any trace of the Hai Clan in the past half a month, and today is certainly no exception."

Although the flagship is located in the center of the fleet, because its mast is the highest, and the elven lookout's eyesight is much better than that of ordinary people, compared with the peripheral ships, if there are traces of the sea clan in the distance, it will be in a The flagship in the center of the fleet will be discovered first.

Thresh shrugged, unconcerned. He also knew that the Sea Clan had probably been avoiding his fleet and was just making routine inquiries. Then, he called out the nicknames of all the crew members on the deck, laughed, and prepared to return to the cabin.

However, at this moment, the shocked and trembling voice of the elf lookout came from the mast: "What, what is that?!" Thresh's loose body suddenly tensed, stopped laughing, and looked up at the mast. "Long ears, what happened?"

The Elf lookout on the mast seemed not to have heard Thresh's question. He stared fixedly in the direction of the rising sun, motionless, and murmured to himself.

Relying on the strength of the legendary dwarf berserker, Thresh clearly heard the vague words in the mouth of the elf watchman. "How, how could it be possible that we are finished?"

With a start in his heart, Thresh was filled with fighting spirit. He reached the observation deck above the mast in a few leaps and stood next to the elf lookout.

Although the eyesight of dwarves is not as good as that of elves, their tyrannical strength more than makes up for this. Glancing around, Thresh quickly discovered the reason for the chaos that caused the elf to watch. Immediately, his face, which normally had no color change at all, suddenly turned white.

I saw sparkling waves in the distance around the slowly advancing Warden Pirates. But in this wave of light, countless sea tribes kept jumping around.

That's right, the Prison Pirates' fleet has been surrounded by countless sea tribes! Thresh was filled with disbelief. To surround the Warden Pirates with nearly two hundred warships in such a large sea area, how many sea clans would have to be mobilized! I'm afraid the Sea Clan didn't dispatch so many troops during the attack on Shadow Island, right?

Although Thresh and the elf watchmen beside him did not want to believe the facts they saw, the sea tribe had indeed surrounded the prison pirates and gradually closed in the middle.

Not long after, the lookouts on the periphery of the fleet also spotted countless sea clans approaching, and suddenly the entire pirate group was in commotion. Only then did Thresh recover from the shock, quickly jumped off the mast, hit the deck, and began to issue orders.

"Hurry up! The flag commanded the fleet to stop! The ships in the outer circle put down all the magic mines carried on their ships! Remember, the instructions are all!" Turning around, he gave another order to another crew member: "Let all The magicians are all using liquid clairvoyance to ensure that the sea tribe won't attack from below. Don't feel bad when you need to use depth bombs. Throw them hard!"

After quickly taking countermeasures, Thresh climbed up the mast again and began to look around to estimate the approximate number of the Sea Attackers and measure the strength of both sides.

Soon, he came to an unsurprising conclusion. Although they are one of the controllers of the Shadow Island organization, the Warden Pirates have a large number of magic depth bombs and magic mines, but these alchemical items are far from enough in front of the endless sea clan around the fleet.

Thresh even felt that if the surrounding enemies only needed one-tenth of the low-level seamen to get rid of the magic mines, they would be able to approach his warship easily. The final conclusion is that no matter whether the enemy is willing to sacrifice part of their body to fight the thunder, the Warden Pirates are determined to be unable to withstand so many sea tribes.

Turning his head, Thresh ordered to the elf watchman who had just emerged from the lost state: "Long-ears, you go down first, I will just observe here. Hurry up and ask the magician to summon other fleets to rescue us as soon as possible! Time is running out!”

The elf watchman stood up straight subconsciously, answered "Yes!", then slid down the mast with a squeak, and went to find the messenger magician on the flagship.

Thresh, who was standing on the mast, still looked around, frowning. How could the Sea Clan suddenly send out so many troops to surround and kill their own fleet? Could it be that the Sea Clan is about to start a counterattack against the Shadow Island organization?