Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 258 77. Post-war entertainment time

  “咻”

   When the savvy B Company soldiers smashed a **** path from the hall occupied by a group of orcs and rushed out of the cage of Blackrock Spire, Corporal John J. Keeshan, the leading alliance elite soldier, suddenly heard a sharp whistle.

   He wiped the blood from his face, glanced aside, and saw the weird Alliance Assassin from before, sitting leaning on the stone bridge at the edge of the Blackrock Tower in a leisurely manner.

   It was the bridge that was blown up by last night's explosion, and the assassin was leaning against the shadow beside the pier.

   Under his feet is an abyss hundreds of meters high, and below it is a lava pool bubbling. Unless it is a giant dragon that can swim in the magma, it will be dead if it falls.

   "Yes, seven minutes and thirty-four seconds. Although the opponents are a group of old, weak, sick and disabled, they are still orcs. I now believe that you are the elites of the alliance."

  Black looked at the group of lone warriors.

   They were all wounded, but they all had weapons in their hands, all of which were snatched from the orcs. Two other guys were seriously injured while fighting the orcs and were being carried by their companions, half dead.

   Corporal Keishan was even more brave, with blood all over his body, even the bowstring in his hand was dripping blood. He must have strangled an orc alive with this thing just now.

"follow me."

   A fight that made these guys gasp for breath.

   When the adrenaline rush wears off for a while, they'll be exhausted.

  Blake didn't talk nonsense, he gestured to the group, and led them around several outposts of the Blackrock Spire, passing through the elbows of the dwarf statues carved by the Dark Iron Dwarves on the mountain.

   This is the "employee channel" for players in the game.

   "Next, I'm going to take you to Darkforge City, which is the only place you can leave Blackrock Mountain at present."

  The pirate took this group of alliance warriors on the huge rickety iron rope, and said to behind him:

   "Have you all learned about stealth operations? If someone makes a noise for a while and attracts the dark iron dwarves to hunt them down, don't blame me for giving up on you guys."

"who are you?"

  The vigilant Corporal Keishan carried the war bow on his back, walked nimbly on the iron rope, and asked in a low voice:

   "Is it someone from MI7?"

   "Do you think the Assassin under Mathias Shore's little trash can, like me, come and go freely in the Black Rock Mountain under the current conditions?"

  Black asked:

   "MI7 is in your heart, is it so powerful?"

   This rhetorical question made Corporal Keeshan shut his mouth.

   Indeed, in the several missions he had cooperated with MI7 before, those assassins were indeed powerful, but they did not have supernatural powers to this extent.

   The assassin in front of him must be a very powerful character.

  Blake took the elites of Company B along the iron cable from Blackrock Tower to the center of the hollowed-out mountain of Blackrock Mountain, where a solitary platform stood in the magma pool.

   "There was originally a bridge connected to a platform with a large ring around it."

  The pirates jumped onto the platform, pointed to the chains and the broken bridge marks around, like a tour guide, and said to the Alliance soldiers behind him:

   "Blackrock Tower was originally part of Darkforge City, but after the orcs seized Blackrock Tower as a base, the Dark Iron dwarves took the initiative to blow up the bridge.

  The orcs can't attack, but the dwarves have drilling machines to freely enter and exit. Those drilling rigs that can dig tunnels underground are the tools we leave.

   Do you have any assassins? "

   he asked, and the corporal answered immediately:

   "Yes, sir, we have three assassins."

   "Sir?"

The name    made Blake smile. He glanced at Keishan, who was upright and maintained his military posture, and said:

   "Okay, let your assassins come with me. After we've cleared the way, you'll follow."

   There were three assassins in the crowd behind them. They followed Black and sneaked to the stone steps below the platform. Compared with the pirates' amazing sneaking skills, these three soldiers were inferior.

   But inside Blackrock Spire, this dark place with little sunlight is enough.

   "Sap, you all know how, I don't need to teach you. Let's sap all the way, this will be the dark iron dwarf army preparing to attack Blackrock Spire, and the barracks in Darkforge City are empty.

be careful.

   Solve the problem by yourself when found.

   Or fix yourself. "

After    finished speaking, Black rushed out ahead of the pack.

   grabbed a wooden stick in his hand and slammed it on the back of the head of the black iron sentry in front, causing the dark dwarf to roll his eyes and fall to the ground.

   He dragged the unconscious dwarf into the next corner and reached out to steal.

   found a small purse, shook it by his ear, and threw it into the bag with satisfaction, and then Shadow Step appeared behind another sentinel, and beat him down again.

   Sap is a very useful skill.

   The high-level assassins who know how to do it are all able to grasp the scale of the sap, and can just knock people out without hurting their lives.

   In the current situation, it is more efficient than assassination.

   Dwarves have rough skin and thick flesh, and it is difficult to kill them with one hit. However, they are also humanoid creatures, and the back of their heads is also vulnerable. They only need to be precise and they will be knocked out.

   The three assassins were a little unskilled at first, but soon they found out the vulnerability of the dwarves with Blake's superb skills and teachings by example, and they happily played sap.

   Of course, the teaching of pirates comes at a price.

   After they knocked out the dwarves, all the rewards from the body searches and thefts were to be handed over to Black.

   This is to use the three assassins as tools, but they have just saved their lives, and now they are running away with themselves. In front of such a great favor, a little money is nothing.

  Actually, as Black predicted, the Dark Iron Emperor Thaurissan, with his elite army, was besieging the lower floors of Blackrock Spire to regain his territory.

  The military camp in Darkforge City was empty.

   Only a few garrison troops were left to patrol back and forth, and it was easy for Black, a "local snake", to sneak in with B Company and the others.

   They sneaked past the eastern barracks, and under the precise guidance of the pirates, passed the Order Arena where the Dark Iron dwarves usually used for slave gladiatorial fights, and walked along the empty corridor to the golem workshop.

  Black stole a few drawings of the Dark Iron Dwarves' battle golems from the workshop, and planned to go back and sell them to the mages in Dalaran.

   "Unbelievable, you are so familiar with this city."

   After walking through the golem workshop, Corporal Keishan who followed Black exclaimed:

   "If you were not a human being, I would even think that you were born in the Darkforge city of the Dark Iron dwarves. Have you been here before?"

   "This is the same as my home."

  The pirate pouted and said in an exaggerated tone:

   "I know how to go with my eyes closed, and if you guys want to play a thrilling game, I can even take you for a spin around Thaurissan's palace.

   But it is estimated that a few warriors will die to serve as bait for us to lure away the enemy. "

   "Uh, let's do it next time, escape is more important."

  Kishan grinned, grabbed the bow, looked around, and asked again:

   "Sir, where are we going next?"

   "Front, Dark Iron Bar."

  Black pointed to the door in front of him. A few hundred meters away, there was a piercing noise coming from inside. It sounded like a group of dwarves with loud voices revelling in the carnival. It was very lively.

   "If I remember correctly, in the warehouse of the bar, there is a civilian drilling machine, which is the only big guy in the entire Darkforge City that is not guarded by the soldiers of the Dark Iron Dwarves.

  I ask you, are you familiar with bar fights? "

  Black asked, Corporal Keeshan and the soldiers around him laughed softly, and the brave corporal coughed and said:

   "When the orcs didn't call, we were regulars at Lakeside Town's bars, and we knew that, sir."

"That's good."

  The pirate whistled and said:

   "Then go in and fight. The more chaotic the better, the better. Pick a few clever ones, take the opportunity to sneak into the warehouse, and start the drilling machine."

After he finished speaking, he threw five or six smoke bombs used by assassins to Keishan, set up a demon teleportation array in place that could go straight into the black iron bar, jumped into the shadows by himself, and touched the noisy bar in front of him with the three assassins. past.

  Dark Iron Bar is located in the center of Darkforge City. A group of Dark Iron slave traders gathered here are all wealthy classes under the rule of Emperor Dagran Thaurissan.

   They did not expect that someone would break through the obstacles and enter here.

   After the four assassins entered the bar, these dark iron slave owners were still drinking ale with snarky music, and some drunk guys had jumped on the table and started dancing.

  Huh. The dance of the dwarves, really.

   Pirates feel hot eyes.

   picked up a bottle of wine at the table, and without looking at it, threw it towards the most lively crowd.

"boom"

With a crisp sound, the wine bottle burst open on the head of a bald dwarf, and the spirits were spilled everywhere.

   The other three assassins followed suit, picking up wine bottles and smashing them around, which soon led to a big fight among a group of drunkards.

   Keishan and the others, who were waiting outside, heard the chaos inside, and jumped into the bar through the demon portal. They were dizzy by the brutal teleportation.

   But while lying on the ground, he also threw the smoke bomb out of his hand.

   As the pungent smoke rose, the bar became more chaotic.

   This group of people came to their senses, and involuntarily picked up the chairs around them and smashed them everywhere, completely escalating the fight.

   "Hahaha, I like this kind of liveliness! After the war, it's better to have a binge fighting."

  The pirate stood on the wine table, and a bottle fell on the skull of the screaming gnome boss.

  Blood splattered everywhere, he laughed and grabbed a bottle of wine from the back of the wine cabinet, bit the stopper, and gulped a mouthful of it into his mouth.

   This wine was brewed by Dark Iron Dwarves. The entrance is like drinking a mass of magma, and the alcohol content is not known. Anyway, drinking half a bottle made Black into an alcoholic state.

   "Hoo, Dark Iron Spirits, great!"

   He let out a cheerful roar, jumped off the wine cabinet with the bottle in hand, knocked a female dwarf to the ground with one punch, and knocked over the entire table next to him, knocking down several drunken dwarves.

  Pirates don't use weapons either.

   Just use a pair of fists and whatever tools are at hand, punch and slam any guy who rushes in front of him.

  Broken wine bottles, blood-stained folding stools, fists stained with alcohol, chaotic screams, laughter of heroes, and liveliness full of wine aroma, this is the essence of bar fights.

  Any brawlers with weapons are a bunch of cowards!

   said that he wanted to lead the alliance warriors to escape from Blackrock Mountain, but the pirates themselves fell into the fun of the chaos first.

   By the time Keeshan and the others found and activated the silly, dark and thick black iron drilling machine in the warehouse of the Dark Iron Bar, Blake had already knocked down half of the dwarf drunkards in the bar with his bare hands.

   By the way, he violently smashed open the wine cellar of the Black Iron Bar.

   rushed into the wine cellar with a group of alcoholics who didn't know how to get along with him, and moved out the best dark iron spirits in the bar box by box.

   One of the three rucksacks that Blake carried with him was specially used for wine.

  He put several cases of wine in his backpack while he was in the chaos, and then rolled up his sleeves drunkenly, and brought the little murlocs who were also drunk, planning to continue to do a few more games, lively and lively.

   was found by Keishan, who had been punched several times in the face, and dragged him into the warehouse.

   "Yo, friends, I'm leaving, I'm not happy this time, I'll fight with you next time!"

  The drunk Blake grabbed the handle of the activated drilling rig, beckoned to a group of dark iron drunkards chasing behind him, and smashed the half-drinked wine bottle towards them.

   In the middle of a dwarf's eye socket, he splattered the blood of the hapless bastard, covered his eyes and fell to the ground.

   Amid the loud laughter of the drunkard pirates, the terrifying drilling machine roared and burrowed into the tunnel that had been dug below, and disappeared into the Dark Forge City amid the shouts of black iron drunkards.

Um.

   It was a fulfilling evening.

   (end of this chapter)