Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 1704 72. Starship rides on the face, magic strikes, this is a new version of the ship you haven't played before

   "Rush! Rush down! Stop those hellish demon cannons!"

   A group of orc warriors rode behind the lost troll pterodactyl, led by a Mag'har officer, who carried the iconic orc axe and shouted to the warriors behind him:

   "That **** turret just destroyed our seventeen brothers! I'm going to kill all those **** **** gunners!"

   This declaration of revenge made the blood of the orcs behind him boil.

   So the group of reckless men shouted the battle song of the orcs and swept down from the sky in the background of the light cannons and the magic power tearing the sky.

   They almost miraculously passed through the double blockade of the giant mephites and dread demons, and sent them into the dangerous demon position at the cost of the Royal Pterodactyl being pierced by a dozen demon halberds at low altitude.

   A dozen fel cannons are lined up here.

  These engineered cannons that have inherited the Burning Legion's evil will are like living beings with souls, roaring and swallowing scorching fel shells and spraying the rain of destruction.

   Each cannonball will blast a **** firework in the air, and the spilled fel energy will form a dangerous smoke screen in the sky, and any life that breaks into it will be infected by fel energy.

   And there are more than 30 such dangerous artillery positions on the periphery of this small abandoned port.

   The anti-aircraft firepower of the demons is almost unstoppable!

   The first batch of dwarf flying machines that rushed over had already destroyed one third in less than ten minutes, and the mortal aerial knights were even more severely damaged.

   This beach landing, commanded by Black, turned into a fever in an instant as soon as the battle started.

  The good news is that Black's tactical guesses on Kil'jaeden were very accurate, and the fraudsters did intend to bury all the invaders in the Antoran Wastes.

  The bad news is that confirming this is of no use to the battle situation.

"kill!"

   The orc warriors who fell to the ground were killed by the demon's puncture in a single encounter. The remaining four guys grabbed their weapons in dismay, and faced the demons that were several times their number in front of them. These orcs were not afraid.

   It's like Grom Hellscream's previous sacrifice has boosted their morale, making the already raging orcs look down on life and death now.

   It is obviously too exaggerated to say that they are for the survival of the world, and it is more that the anger of revenge for their comrades in arms has prevailed.

   The orcs lunged at the demon in front of them, and the three warriors used their bodies to make a way for their commander.

  The mad orc smashed into a group of small but cunning and vicious Gangar demon gunners with red eyes, swung his battle axe three times in a whirlwind slash, slaying these cunning but weak demons completely.

   This artillery position is finally misfired.

   Only the Orc Commander was left standing in a pool of blood after completing the lethal raid. He was surrounded by demon guards in all directions, and it was impossible for him to kill him!

   But luckily, he didn't even think about rushing out.

While the halberds of the surrounding demon guards were inserted into his body from all directions, the blood-covered orc man laughed and raised the smoking goblin dark thunder in his hand, and threw the dangerous thing into the pile not far away. A pile of fel shells together.

   A loud bang.

   Hundreds of shells were detonated at the same time, swept away the demons within 100 meters of the surrounding area, and also blew a big hole in the death-spreading heights.

   This was a very heroic act and a brilliant victory.

   But unfortunately, in this fierce battlefield, no one came here to record the exploits of these orcs, because the same thing was happening elsewhere.

   In order to capture the ruins that can be used as a landing home port, the evil name of this world has already opened its firepower.

The Demon Hunters and Watchers on the ground were pushing outwards with the help of the Ash Crusade, while Fenna the idiot stood behind the little star with a heartless roar of joy, united with the Thunder Dragon. Rolling thunder and lightning strikes everywhere.

   The elven sword in her hand is indeed a supreme weapon tainted with the blood of the Titans. She killed many demon commanders in just ten minutes, but it still did not help the overall battle situation at all.

   If the density of demons in Krokuun is 10, then the density of demons in the Antoran wasteland is conservatively estimated to be above 1000. No matter how crazy the warriors kill, the number of demons is not less.

  This made Old Fordring, who led the Holy Light Heavy Cavalry to charge back and forth on the ground, returned to the feeling of facing the swarm on the battlefield of Silithus in a trance, and these demons in front of him were much more dangerous than the swarm.

  The hands of the people who    kill will be sore, **** it!

"what!"

   The orc who had just died in the self-destruction let out a scream and opened his eyes abruptly. His thoughts were still stuck at the moment of his death when he was inserted into his body by more than a dozen demon halberds.

   He wanted to grab his weapon and fight as soon as he woke up, and then he saw his other brothers, as well as his comrades who had been killed by those demon cannons earlier.

   They woke up in a darkened cabin and looked around to find themselves on the deck of a wooden ghost ship that was fastened to a metal cabin with a steel frame.

   Just when they were at a loss, Princess Mononoke Nagfar, who was wearing a very cool Kul Tiras Admiral's uniform, suddenly jumped out.

   Holding a thick logbook in her hand, she was suspended in the air a few inches from the deck, and she called out to the souls in front of her in front of her father's tone:

   "I'm Nagfar, temporary recruiter for the Nagfar and the Evil of this World, you can call me sir! I'll tell you briefly now.

   You are dead!

   There is no doubt about this, they should have been collected back to the stronghold after the war and then joined the Black Ravens through the death transformation ceremony to become death knights and continue to fight.

   This is the procedure that your instructor told you before you joined this expedition, and you also signed an agreement to agree to this kind of death treatment.

   But the problem is, you have no bones left.

   Therefore, the Black Crows could not accept you, so they transferred your military status to the Admiralty of the Anti-Magic Alliance. Now I am in charge of your afterlife! "

   Nagfar briefly introduced the situation.

   She looked at the souls in front of her, pointed to the boat under her feet, and said to them:

"As you can see, the battle lines are tight now, so I need you to rejoin the battlefield as temporary sailors of the Nagfar. This is your crew card. With it, you can be in the hull of the Evil of this World. Own the entity and move freely!

  After the battle is over, your ending will be assigned according to your thoughts and will. It is up to you whether to stay here and continue to be a ghost sailor, or to retire with a pension.

   Now, I would like to ask a question out of the process, some people are unwilling to accept this order, some people do not want to return to the battlefield and choose to be a coward after death? "

"No!"

   The fierce orc commander put a hideous smile on his face after learning that he could join the war again in the form of a spirit body.

   He straightened his back, gave a military salute to the human chick recruiter in front of him, and shouted:

   "My squad is honored to be back on the field! Sir, our enemy is out there, but where are our weapons?"

"very good!"

  Nagfar nodded with satisfaction, and handed them a stack of temporary crew certificates that had already been made so that they could sign their names and make a contract with the hull of the Nagfar.

   pointed to the deck above and said:

   "Go up and find Warchief Red, who is in charge of distributing weapons to the ghost sailors.

   Also, the rapid-fire guns on the deck need to be manipulated, and a group of demon assassins sneaked into the cabin just now, I need you to find them!

   KILL THEM!

  Oh, no need to walk there!

   You are all spirits, fly over! Go through the wall and save some time! idiot! "

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   "What are you still doing here? Protect me? Do I need your protection?"

   On the command bridge of the Evil of this World, Black glanced around the battlefield with a grim stance, and then he saw the trio of warlocks standing beside him, which made the pirates angry.

   He kicked Evil Eyes **** and cursed:

   "Go down! Use your powers to push down those demon puppies! The storm beacon is about to be launched, and I don't need any **** demons to interfere with this process!

   and you!

  What are you doing here?

   All sent to the battlefield for me, and one person brought back a hundred demon heads! If I can't get it back, I will find a tree with a crooked neck and commit suicide. I don't need waste under my command! "

   Under Black's scolding and kicking, the warlock trio and his demon servants rushed out of the command bridge one by one, and were soon airborne to the most intense battle.

   "I'll make up the head!"

   With a scream from Kanrisad, the avatar of Mannoroth the Destroyer appeared again on the battlefield amid the shaking of the earth.

   It grabbed the malice war halberd that sealed the soul of the destroyer, and like a charging mammoth, it rolled towards the place with the most demons. Behind it followed a group of Blake's servants who were shouting and killing, and those pirates who were recruited from various walks of life also found their "own people" as if they had been pardoned.

  They liked to fight with the wind. They saw that the "old seniors" like the Warlock trio were so mighty, and the morale of each and everyone was shaken, and they rushed from the position with the brutal force of the destroyers.

   However, they didn't know that the combination of the Warlock trio had a time limit. Once they rushed too far, they would not be able to come back when the incarnation dissipated.

   But no one told them this terrifying message at this terrifying time, not even their leader, Black, didn't care about the lives of these guys

  Well, it's kind of cold to say that.

   But you can see that the noble golden princess will ride her royal triceratops with the gods and warriors to start the charge of the cavalry of the human emperor.

  You group of stinky pirates don't pay too much attention.

   "Ha! Blake Shaw! Your head will be mine."

   In the command cabin, a few minutes after the pirate guards were driven out, a large group of demon assassins rushed towards the lonely Black.

  In their eyes, this pirate is sure to die today!

   And his compliments will greatly enhance their status in the Ash Crusade!

   That's right!

That's it!

  Be a champion of Azeroth!

   They're here today to fight to the death with the damned scumbags of the Burning Legion!

   "Please give an order! Supreme Commander!"

   The leader of the demon assassin, who was wielding a demon sword to kill Black with a slash, knelt on the ground with a thud.

When it jumped within 20 feet of Black's body, the thoughts of truth that entangled around it brutally completed a quick "brainwashing" of its will, making it as fanatical as a deceiver, hoping to dedicate itself to Black. everything of.

   "Very good, great, just in time for you!"

  The pirate who was assassinated didn't turn his head back. While looking at the large area under the battlefield that was cleared away, he decisively gave the order to deliver the storm beacon.

   Under frequent attacks, the sparks that exploded on the energy shield rippled like a torrential rain.

And the light of the crystal floating cannon fired golden death rays in the air, and when the scorched demon corpses fell into pieces, the bomb opening under the spaceship instantly opened, and black beacons appeared one after another. It was thrown to the ground below like rain.

   Seeing that the storm beacon on the ground was turned on smoothly without being disturbed, the pirate let out a sigh of relief, and he instructed the group of demon assassins who were kneeling on the ground behind him:

   "Go to the lower cabin to find Chief Reid, the fattest orc, take five Holy Light grenades from him, and then sneak into the legion's position, close to the first demon commander you encounter.

   Don't hesitate to sound the grenade.

   Azeroth will remember your contributions, and I will honor your bravery.

   Go.

   Fear not, children, when you melt into the Holy Light, the light of truth will shine on your way, and the sea of ​​light is your warm and eternal home.

   Go. "

   A group of demon assassins were ordered.

   Their barren hearts felt the warmth of the void, and they cheered and rushed out of the command cabin to find Quartermaster Red.

   A few minutes later, while the first Iron Legion rushed into the battlefield with the Titan battle flag, under Blake's indifferent gaze, a dozen bright sparks of holy light erupted from the demon positions in the distance.

  Alas, it is a pity that once the power of the void is fully activated, it is an indiscriminate brainwashing attack. The pirates can destroy these demons, but the price is that the warriors behind him will also become a group of madmen shouting that the void is the greatest.

   This is not what he wants to see.

   But with the successful entry of the Iron Legion, the victory of this beach landing is already in hand.

Blake opened the command chair, leaned on it with satisfaction and picked up his pipe, admiring the violent steel warriors waving their titan blades and rushing into the demons' positions, and began to take over the front of the mortal warriors and protect the exhausted warriors. Back to the base.

  I don't know if Illidan's brain was broken because he was accepted by his brother and sister-in-law. He actually named this abandoned port "Port of Hope"?

   To be honest, the pirates see little hope in this broken place.

"boom"

   The moment Blake lit his pipe, the door of the command cabin was kicked, and Dai Lin, who was covered in demon blood and minced flesh, touched her cheek and rushed in, shouting to her disobedient son:

   "Get off the boat! Kurdran told me just now that his gryphon knights saw a main-class starship coming this way from the Demon Dock in the northeast while they were scouting!

   Its target is definitely this ship of yours. "

   "Huh? Why run? I don't think the fortified Wraith of this World can't even handle a demon ship."

  Blake moved his chair and turned around, staring at Dalene. He looked up and down at his warlike old man, rubbed his chin and said:

   "And losing the Shield of Aggramar makes you unfit to charge, old man, you should be put in a better position to shine.

  I ask you, do you like this boat under your feet? The pirate ship that once destroyed all your pride and glory. "

   "I wish I could blow it up myself."

  Dai Lin said:

"what do you want to say in the end?"

   "I mean, I'm going to go down and move my hands and feet. I haven't fought with this human body for a long time. I have to find my hand. Do you understand what I mean?"

  Blake stood up, took off the captain's hat from his head, and threw it to Dai Lin, pointed to his seat, and said:

   "Then, Azeroth's finest admiral, you now take command of the Wrath of this World, and that incoming starship is now your trouble.

   Let me see if your astonishing art of naval warfare can still work in this demon land.

Oh, right.

  I have arranged a first mate for you, and I think she must work perfectly with you. "

   As he spoke, the pirate shouted to his side, and the cheering Princess Mononoke jumped to Dad's side with a swoosh, resting her head on Blake's shoulder and rubbing it like a kitten.

  Blake rubbed the head of his good daughter Nagfar, pointed to the old Dailin who was wearing the captain's hat in front of him, and said to Princess Mononoke next to him:

   "Good, call me grandpa."

"what?"

"Um?"

   (end of this chapter)