Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 1353 103. Evil and ruthless lowly pirates destroyed East Valley

   "Fuck! I'm still wondering why you asked us if we were afraid of heights"

  Above thousands of miles in the sky, Eredin, the king of the black knights, was lying on the side of the ship of the "Death" and looked out, and a "space fleet" composed of seven ships was sailing in the clouds.

   THEY These ships have a strong troll style, each with the same flag.

  The black flag painted with ancient troll lines represents the identity of this fleet. They come from the South China Sea, to be precise, from the sky above Kalimdor.

   This is the sky pirate of the "cursed pirate king" Gaboa, just like the gossip that has been spreading around the South China Sea recently, this **** evil troll has mastered the power of the sky.

   All this stunned Aridin and his brothers.

  This fleet that sails unimpeded in the sky also makes the black knights feel that the pirate industry in Azeroth is really TM volume! Look at these crazy bastards, the sea can't bear them, and they all start to march into the sky.

   "Hey! Those black knights over there! If you dare to vomit on my deck, I will hack you to death one by one. My beautiful deck was just waxed yesterday."

   Cursing Pirate King Gaboa's cold and despicable voice echoed on the deck of the Death Ship, the old troll who was wearing a red pirate suit and gave himself a pirate triangle hat embellished with bizarre elemental gems yelled loudly:

   "Do you want to taste the experience of becoming an elemental creature? Friendly reminder, it's very painful. I heard from those **** who were turned into wind elements by me, it feels a hundred times more uncomfortable than death."

   "Hey, don't scare them, you bastard."

  Beside Gaboa, Blake, who was wearing a black pirate suit, pushed his pirate king's triangular hat. He laughed and grabbed the skull flask and said to the old troll who was pretending to be spinning the steering wheel next to him:

   "Look at you, you terrified our poor black spirit pirates, did you do it on purpose? I'll just let you come with a ship, you have to get your fleet here.

   What is this for?

   Protest against me? You bastard. "

   "Isn't this meant to blush in front of human kings and paladins? If you want to intimidate, you must have some real guys, otherwise you won't be able to scare those bastards."

   Gaboa grinned.

  This old troll, who is now very good at mixing, touched his fangs inlaid with gold rings, patted the emblem on his chest, and put his three-fingered hand on the hot air machete around his waist.

   He emphasized to Black with a smug tone:

   "Cough, is that what you said in front of a foreign elemental lord? Black, my old friend, although we are so close that we can't wait to stab each other to death, we should have some dignity.

  When you call me a 'jerk', remember to add my majestic title, please call me 'Lord of the North Wind and Conqueror of the South Sea Vault'. "

   "Okay, my dear bastard, Lord of the North Wind."

  Black said perfunctorily:

   "Can you hurry up? I heard that the Seventh Army has an appointment with me over there in the East Valley. You have to understand that I really don't want to be late."

   "Is there enough time, what are you in a hurry? Like a young man who rushed out when he heard that his girlfriend's parents were not at home."

   The old troll snorted, pushed his luxurious hat, and glanced at the surrounding mummy crew.

He gestured to his first mate Harraz, who took out a wind elemental horn and blew it, and immediately a lot of cotton candy-like wind elements rushed out of the clouds and gathered in Gaboa's seven ship around.

   These summoned wind elements propel the pirate ship to accelerate in the air, rushing towards the destination at a faster speed.

   The black knights experienced this kind of "Airbus" service for the first time. During the sudden acceleration, several guys felt dizzy and couldn't adapt.

  Fortunately, they were already dead, otherwise, they would have spit out and annoyed the old troll Gaboa, who has a huge queue, and it would have been a bad ending.

   "Hey, tell me honestly, are you planning some conspiracy on the sky wall?"

  Gaboa took Blake to his captain's room, which was full of elemental power. The decorations here had all been replaced with elemental styles. Those stinky pirates looked at the desks and chairs made of sky blue gems.

   However, the expression of the old troll was not very good-looking, and he did not greet him, and asked directly:

"The wind rider has become more and more mad these days. It seems to sense some bad omen. He loses his temper all day long, and tries to drown everything in Uldum with sandstorms. As a result, he is severely beaten by the terrifying giant of the Origin Furnace. taught a lesson.

  What is the origin of that giant named 'Lai'?

   I feel that in front of him, Alakir is really weak, and he is completely beaten. "

  Gaboa cursed:

   "The most disgusting thing is that the **** got mad at the titan guardians, turned his temper on me, and asked me to take my fleet to Draenor and find some **** of a prince.

   Didn't you just come back from Draenor?

  Tell me honestly if Alakir's madness is because you did some **** thing. "

   "Oops, why do you think so?"

  Blake showed an innocent expression, blinked and rummaged through the old troll's luxurious wine cabinet, he said casually:

   "I told you at the beginning that Alakir's **** is not as wise as my dear His Majesty Neptulon, that guy is a lunatic, you chose him as a backer, but you took a bad move.

   But seeing how majestic you are now, I guess you are enjoying it too.

   I heard that you just robbed the goblins of Kezan Island some time ago. You must have made a lot of money, right? You see, I'm here, don't you mind? "

   "I got it so hard, why should I give it to you?"

  The old troll sat angrily in his luxurious and vulgar chair made of gemstones, with his legs crossed, staring at Black, and said:

   "You give me the bottom line, are you going to make some terrible things on the wall of the sky? You see that we have such a good relationship, right? Tell me if you have any way, and let's make a fortune together."

   "There is and there is."

   Black blinked and said:

   "But I can't tell you right now because I don't trust you yet. I mean, after you help me resurrect Lothar, after we've done terrible things together, after I really trust you, I'll tell you.

   But I can give you a little 'inside information'. "

  The smelly pirate said to Gaboa in a low voice:

"You won't have to worry about your lunatic boss's lunatic behavior soon, but to keep your power as a foreign element lord, and your sky pirate power, you have to do something at a critical moment. correct judgment.

  If you choose wrong.

   That's a pity, I'll say goodbye to you. "

   These words made Gaboya silent. After a while, the old troll raised his head and threw a treasure house key forged with the essence of the wind element to Black in distress.

He says:

   "On a reef in the southwest of the Wharton Desert, not far from Treasure Island, I have a treasure trove there, full of treasures.

  I give it to you as a testimony of our friendship.

   Then, I want to ask you, is it too late for me to jump from the loser's camp to the winner's side? "

"maybe."

  Black smiled subtly.

   He played with the key in his hand, but uncharacteristically threw the key back. He squeezed his eyes and said:

   "Now is not the time to bet, my dear fellow, be patient."

After   , the stinky pirate stood up and walked out of the captain's room, humming the pirate song, carrying the fine wine from Shunlai.

  Gaboa watched Blake leave. The old troll's face was gloomy and terrifying. He looked at the treasure house key on the table, and suddenly felt a burst of bitterness in his teeth.

  The always greedy Blake Shaw actually refused the treasure!

  This **** action convinced Gaboa to guess that in the near future, there must be a drastic change in the wall of the sky he sold himself to!

   And Black is really winning, a mere treasure trove can't satisfy his appetite at all.

   This greedy bastard!

  The old troll covered his eyes with some pain. He wanted to spend it safely this time, and it was estimated that he would bleed a lot.

   Alas, what a sadness to be born in the same era as a pirate as outstanding as Blake.

—

  Two hours later, at the border between Elwynn Forest and Redridge Mountain, the largest logging farm in Stormwind Kingdom was established here. At the current stage of human civilization development, the existence of this logging farm is definitely a military powerhouse.

"The Night's Watch Legion in Duskwood has lost contact, and the Border Guard in Redridge Mountains was defeated just an hour ago. The messenger desperately sent back the news that a suspected draenei woman was commanding an army of thousands of undead. Suddenly rushing out of the valley of Redridge Mountain, it caught the assembled frontier army by surprise."

   In a makeshift position outside the logging site, an MI7 agent was reporting the battle on the front line to Major General Halford Wymbane, the commander of the Seventh Army, who was in charge of defending it.

   Speaking of the Seventh Legion, it's amazing.

  Although this legion was not established for a long time, it was only established at the end of the Orc War, but the members of this legion were all warriors who lost their families in the war, so their will to fight was very strong.

  The first battle after their establishment caught up with the Siege of Lordaeron, and it is said that a third of the loss was lost in that battle, and then participated in the pursuit of the old tribe, until a decisive battle was fought in the Burning Steppes.

  This young legion has great achievements, their commander is also very young, and Halford Wyrmbane can be regarded as an "old acquaintance" of Black.

  When Black was still running around under the name of "Orc Killer", he also had a little bit of intersection with the young man Halford.

   Now hearing the bad situation over the Redridge Mountains, Major General Wimbane rubbed his saber. He looked at the lush forest in front of him and the khaki hills in the distance, and asked in a deep voice:

   "What about the loss of the frontier legion? They are all veterans who are commanded by Marshal Windsor himself. Even if the front line is broken through, there shouldn't be much losses, right?"

   "Uh, the damage really isn't much."

  The spy flipped through the information in his hand and quickly replied:

   "After the undead had defeated their lines, they did not slaughter, but drove the defeated soldiers towards the Burning Steppes.

   But according to the news sent desperately by Mayor Solomon of Lakeside Town, the commanders of the undead have begun to summon the heroic souls of those who died in the cemetery of Lakeside Town.

   This was a message sent an hour ago. Judging from the gathering speed of the undead in Dusk Forest, it is estimated that they will appear on the battlefield soon. "

"and many more!"

   Wimbaan soon discovered an important detail, and he frowned and said:

   "The commander of the undead is a female draenei? What about Black Shaw? Didn't the Uncrowned under his command also act? He should **** the magic sword himself, where is he now?"

   This question silenced the MI7 agents for a while.

  The spy wants to complain, I'm just an ordinary scout, but you, General, ask me about the whereabouts of the best assassin in Azeroth?

   Have you misunderstood my ability cap?

  The boss of the Seventh Division, Master Shaw, may not be able to capture Black's actions if he goes out in person. Where did he go, the devil knows!

Major General    also quickly realized that his problem was too difficult for MI7. After all, this incident happened suddenly, and MI7 could not be blamed for its ineffectiveness.

   He shook his head, glanced at the urgently constructed position, and was about to say something to the spy when a griffin knight appeared in the sky ahead.

  The latter was covered in blood, with an arrow stuck in his chest. He fell from the griffin miserably and landed on the ground in front of the major general.

  Wimbain and the surrounding guards hurriedly stepped forward to help him. The latter raised his head, grabbed the Major General's wrist, and shouted loudly:

   "Undead! The undead have passed the intersection, where the sentry has fallen, they are speeding up their march, and the terrifying black knight commander!

   Nine!

  The nine legendary black knights are their pioneers, the woman with the magic sword resurrected the Lothar knights of the Brotherhood of Iron Horses, our assessment of the strength of the undead has gone wrong!

General   , if you can't hold it here, retreat! "

   This amazing bad news made everyone look ugly, but Halford Wymbane stabilized the army with just one sentence, he shouted:

   "We are the Seventh Legion! We have defeated the orcs! We are not afraid of the undead! Soldiers, behind us is the hinterland of the kingdom! There is no danger in going to the town of Shining Gold!

   We cannot refund!

   Stormwind is behind us! Prepare for war!

   is here, we will fight to the death! "

   "Follow orders!"

   A group of commanders roared in unison. The Major General was very relieved to see that the military spirit was available. He lifted the weak heroic scout in front of him and said in a low voice:

   "You immediately send this news back to Stormwind City and tell Your Majesty that we will do our best to buy more time for the Northshire line of defense."

   "Uh, General."

  The blood-covered scout raised his head and said in a low voice:

   "I think it's better for you to say these words to the childish king yourself"

"Um?"

   Major General Halford immediately noticed something was wrong, but before he could draw his sword, the scout in front of him showed a weird smile.

   flipped his fingers, and a short elf-style knife stabbed into his waist like a poisonous snake along the cracks in the general's armor.

   is not fatal.

   But the precise "Kidney Shot" instantly made the general in front of him pale, and his body fell softly to the ground as if he had lost his strength.

   Under the wide-eyed gaze of Halford Wymbane, the scout moved his body, and the camouflage magic of water waves dissipated on him, revealing the appearance of a handsome pirate with blonde hair.

   "Geeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeer

  Black brushed his hair and looked at the soldiers around him who were rushing towards him.

   He snapped his fingers with a sneer.

   In the next instant, the wind whistled, and the thunder rolled over. Seven pirate battleships hidden in the wind whistled and flew over in an assault formation from the sky.

   In Gaboa's roaring laughter, the artillery below the specially remodeled battleships burst into fire, and a wave of full-coverage firepower swept across the positions of the Seventh Army.

  The attack method that no one had ever thought of stunned this group of loyal and brave soldiers.

   They roared to counterattack, but no one knew how to counterattack the seven flamboyant "pirate spaceships" above their heads. They could only passively withstand the bombardment from the pirates.

   Even worse, in the shaking of the ground, the front of the undead has appeared on the hillside at the end of everyone's sight.

   The black knights played forward, and the number of undead knights in the back was small, only about a hundred people, but they followed silently and began to prepare for the acceleration of the charge.

   The tattered flags that they held in their hands, still stained with mud, made many veterans feel the chill.

   That is the battle flag of the Brotherhood of Iron Horses

   Those are the dead of the Lothar cavalry.

   It was the most valiant group of heavy cavalry in human civilization. They once smashed the wolf cavalry phalanx commanded by Orgrim on the battlefield of the Burning Plain.

   And now they come back from death, without the weakness of flesh, but with the strength of death instead.

   "I said, you can't keep here!"

   Against the background of the falling thunder and the bombardment of storms and artillery, Blake bent down and grabbed the struggling Major General Halford from the ground.

   he whispered to the Major General;

   "It is the commander's duty to be responsible for the lives of the soldiers. Retreat, General, and take your soldiers back to Stormwind City. They shouldn't die here.

   Go back and tell my brother Shaw to take back all the assassins he set up in Goldtown! I don't want to see him stop me unless he gets itchy and wants to be beaten up!

  No one can stop Lothar from the dead.

  No one can stop the Dark Bone from becoming king.

   Remember.

   This is the prophecy of the prophet in black!

   This is his destiny! "

   (end of this chapter)