Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 642 195. Old man, I learned your tactics!

With a loud bang, Black, who had just jumped from behind the Hippogryph and landed on the blood-stained Gilneas battleship, turned his head sharply and looked behind him.

   That black giant ship joined Black's Alpaca as early as when he was "traveling" Zandalar Island.

   That first-class battleship has nearly 60 guns on one side of the ship's side and four artillery decks. There are also two large-caliber main guns fixed on the second artillery deck to face the left and right sides.

   A volley of gunpowder smoke almost obscured the sky.

The continuous firing of    large and small naval guns is like continuous thunder, making the pirates around shiver, and even the North Sea sea monsters who are fighting in the sea are frightened.

   No matter how the little murloc urged, it was unwilling to approach the black warship.

   The flames rose in the billowing white smoke representing destruction, and under Blake's regretful gaze, the Alpaca's huge main mast pulled the sails and fell slantingly.

   Soon, the ship began to capsize.

  Its lower keel was broken from the front by the underwater ram of the "Northern Lord".

  The cabin has begun to flood into the water in large quantities, and the tilting and burning of the ballast makes the ship, like a dying beast, let out a dying cry in the sea of ​​smoke billowing.

  Fortunately, the foxman caravan, the alpaca and the coyote den that were stored in the alpaca before this emergency departure were all moved out, otherwise, this one blow would completely wipe out Eudora's foxman.

   In the sky, Captain Eudora, who was sitting on the goblin bomber in Fusrag, watched with tears as his "home" was destroyed, and the little fox man's eyes were red.

   She gritted her teeth and cursed in the sky, swearing that she must make the **** Dalene pay for it.

   On the sea, dozens of sampans were thrown into the sea ahead of time, filled with sailors who escaped before the Alpaca capsized.

   They stood on the undulating boat, watching their big boat sinking into the sea little by little in the flames with dazed eyes mixed with fear.

   All it takes is one round of strafing and these guys will sink to the bottom with their boats.

   But Dai Lin doesn't look down on these small fish and shrimp at all.

   His target has moved to another large ship, the "Wharton".

With the help of the high-level Haixian calling for the sea, the black Northern Lord turned a corner at high speed in the burning wreck near the Alpaca. With Dai Lin's command sword swung down, this incomparably brave "war behemoth" was again Once opened his fangs, he rushed towards his next prey.

   This is not like war anymore.

   It was more of a hunt.

  Dalin is the ruthless master hunter. He let go of the weak and unworthy prey, and the greedy and arrogant only asked for the most dazzling results.

And once the Wharton is destroyed by his naval guns again, the bomber formation of the Undead Fleet will completely lose its foothold on the sea. The fuel consumption rate of the modified carrier aircraft is not enough for them to find a new 's foothold.

  Although there is a tidal island not far from the battle zone, Daelin suggested that Lord Darius should arrange an elite marine team on the island in advance.

  It is too difficult for the undead pirates with heavy losses to seize the island.

   As expected of Dai Lin, he saw at a glance the biggest weakness of Blake's "new tactics", and accurately grasped this weakness, dashed in all the way, and beat the undead fleet.

   They were not hit hard by Gilneas today.

  If this scene means failure, then they were completely defeated by Daelin alone.

   But the good news is not without it.

At the same time that Black saw Lord Darius Crowley, the commander of the vanguard fleet that had been disturbed at this time, in the ocean fog behind him, Baku the Moon Eater, who felt that the summoning ceremony of the other world had been broken, uttered a joyful sound roar.

  This cunning alien monster hopped and sank to the bottom of the sea, and then left the battle zone unrestrained.

  It passed through the ocean below the Gilnean battleship, and it swayed casually to create waves on the sea that kept going up and down, throwing the sailors on the Gilnean battleship to pieces.

   Maybe hated the Gilneas trying to control it when he left.

   Before diving into the deep sea, he stuck his head high and locked on Darius Crowley, who was at war with the sea giant. A demigod's spiritual shock smashed it as his "parting gift" to the Gilneas.

   This mental shock even caused a thunderous shock at the material level, making the red Greymane seem to be hit by heavy artillery, the whole ship bounced with a bang, and slammed into the sea again.

  The northern lord cried out in pain, clutching his head and shaking.

   This almost made him a drooling fool.

   And the retreat of the Moon Eater means that the two ghost ships Nagfar and Sister Mercy, which were blocked, can finally let go of their hands and feet.

   "Dive! Dive!"

   The first mate Long Seifer, who took over Black's command, shouted and waved his arms, and the ghost ship sank into the sea in a silent concealment.

  During the scouring of the water, fragments of the keel kept falling from the shattered horn in front of the ghost ship. Seeing this, Sefir exclaimed.

   In front of the Nagfar battleship, a dark source material ramming angle was "growing" little by little.

   Probably felt the anger and unhappiness in Black's heart. At this time, the Nagfar was also full of fighting spirit. After enduring the "severe pain" and pushing out the new ram, it immediately entered the state of submarine hunting.

Quickly correcting its position under the deep water, it locked a small third-class warship on the edge of the fleet. In the carnival shouts of Sefir and a group of warlocks, the brave ghost ship whistled from the water and crashed into the just now. The side of the battleship that has finished firing.

The    is extremely sharp, and the tenacious and unparalleled Elementium ramming angle easily pierced the hull of the Gilnean battleship, and was knocked over by the Nagfar's pseudo-sea charge.

   At the same time, the Sister of Mercy, which was full of goblin cannons, rushed out of the fog.

   In the cry of the old man pirate Captain Ghost wielding the rusted sword, this black gunship like a hedgehog slyly sailed into the center of the two battleships.

   It fires to both sides at the same time.

   Much more firepower than its tonnage should have in the sailing artillery fire of the Sister Mercy, like a perfect "double stab" by a deadly assassin.

   The large and small guns on both sides roared one after another, creating a smoke that covered the sky and almost choked the sun. The concentration of white smoke could almost be used as a smoke bomb.

   This round of perfectly timed assassination bombardment smashed the decks, hulls, **** and masts of the two battleships of the same tonnage, and all the sailors on them were swept away.

  The sea giants who had already killed the three brothers swarmed furiously. They brutally used the iron anchors and chains in their hands to forcibly tore the two battered warships apart on the sea.

   This cruel scene was in stark contrast to the ruthless slaughter of the pirates by Dai Lin's several warships in the sea behind her.

  The two sides are racing against time to carry out the "change home" operation.

   It's like two competitive masters gave up the head-to-head attack, and instead let their hands go to the "speed of dismantling the house", and the fight was to see who was more fierce, ruthless and ruthless.

"boom"

The roar of the double-barreled shotgun sounded on the deck of the red Gilneas second flagship "Greymane", and Darius, the northern lord who had just killed the second sea giant, glanced at the bullet marks on the hand axe, then looked again Look at the pointed bullets twisted under your feet.

   Finally he turned his head and looked to his side.

   There was a female elf wearing black armor and holding a dark war bow pulling the bowstring towards him. The sharp arrow aimed at him shone with black magic power, which stimulated the legendary warrior's scalp to tingle.

   What's more, the veterans of the Grey Wolf Brigade who were charging with him are being killed one after another at a terrifying speed.

   is like an invisible ghost running on the deck.

   Even the most elite soldiers would be stabbed with a knife in the face of him. Darius couldn't detect the guy's breath at all, but the continuous vibrations such as when a tree fell, made the legendary warrior pay attention.

  I was being targeted.

   These pirates used the "scare" tactics that Dalene used against them on themselves!

  Once he was defeated, the vanguard fleet, which had been ravaged by both sea giants and ghost ships, would definitely collapse in morale immediately, and Dai Lin had to retreat.

   Really cunning.

   But the premise of their success in this tactic is that they must be defeated!

  Although he was hit by a demigod from another world just now, the pale-faced northern lord would not just admit defeat!

   "Do you really think a man in Gilneas can defeat Gilneas so easily?"

  At the moment when Windrunner's mother's mourning arrow was fired, the lord of the north burst into anger, threw an axe and collided with the dark arrow, and then a mighty heroic leap smashed onto the deck in front of Windrunner's eyes.

   He swung his furious axe forward with a lethal blow.

   was easily dodged by the light-footed Windrunner mother by jumping back, and the Dark Ranger shot three arrows forward like a rapid-fire machine gun when he was floating in the air.

   The northern lord picked up a blood-stained shield to block two arrows. The third arrow pierced through the shield and plunged into Darius' chest. A small crack was drilled out of the sturdy lord's armor, and the pained lord grinned.

   But the thick anger on his body prevented the black arrow's poison from erupting, as if it was completely unaffected, and he chased after the light-moving elf with a hatchet.

   "click"

   With a crisp sound, the lord stepped on one of the hunting traps under his feet, and a large area of ​​frost broke out, which slowed his charge all of a sudden.

Windrunner's mother, who was wearing a full-covered visor, grinned. When she landed, she reached out and touched the ground. The legendary power of "Mourning" erupted. All the corpses within thirty yards around her were called by the dark power. He stood up staggeringly.

   As a Dark Ranger, Windrunner's mother no longer needs a pet.

   As long as there are dead people around her, this strange power inherited from the power of death can give her a steady stream of death servants. These guys are not powerful, but they are more than enough to be used as cannon fodder to shoot deadly arrows to rangers.

   At the moment when he stepped on the frost trap and the greatly decelerated lord was surrounded by a group of corpses, General Lireza took out an elf magic arrow from the quiver behind his back, pulled it away on the bowstring, and began to charge quietly.

   She is dead.

   The blood in the body is no longer flowing.

  Hemet's hunting snake oil didn't work for her, so sniper arrows could only count down step by step.

   But Black can ignore the time and charge up. At the moment when Lord Darius is trapped, Black, who has cleared the surrounding Grey Wolf Brigade veterans, draws his spiritual string longbow with his backhand in hiding.

   Raise your head and take a sip of hunting snake oil.

With the    Hunter's Mark added, two arrows are drawn from the left hand, one is wound, the other is held in the palm of the hand, and the body is straight.

   Aim and shoot!

"Whizzing"

  Two void spikes shining with shadows and arcane light turned into starbursts one after the other, the first one pierced Darius' shoulder armor, and the explosion of magic power shattered the entire shoulder armor shaped like a lion.

   A second Void Spike followed.

   In the scream of the northern lord, the 2-hit kill feature of the Lingxian longbow was activated, and the 50% extra damage caused the lord's left shoulder to be shattered by this arrow.

   This is a terrible wound that cannot be healed by any means of human self-healing power.

  If the Lord Lord is not a legendary warrior who has been tempered, Blake's two sniper arrows are enough to tear his body apart. At the same time as the Lord fell in pain, Windrunner's mother's third arrow also whistled and stabbed.

The    elf arrow crossed the trajectory of the projectile, pierced the Lord's left chest with a puff from top to bottom, passed through the flesh and bones of the armor, and nailed him to the frost-covered deck.

  This arrow could have pierced his chest and ripped open his heart. It wasn't that Windrunner's mother missed her hand, and it wasn't that she felt pity.

   It was Blake who gestured and asked her to do it.

   "Excuse me, Tutor."

Black emerged from the shadows and handed the battered undead pirate flag hanging from the Nagfar to Mama Windrunner, who nodded and threw a hook-lock at the red flagship's main mast. Leaps up lightly.

   The northern lord lying on the ground knew what the two pirates were going to do.

   But he was powerless to stop it.

   He could only watch the black armored elf draw out the elven sword from behind his waist, cut off the Gilnean flag and the fleet flag hanging on the flagship, and hang the pirate flag on the main mast with chains.

   "Is it hard to beat the men of Gilneas?"

  Black came over, squatted beside Lord Darius, looked into his eyes, the stinky pirate said coldly:

   "I didn't feel it, maybe you Gilneas can only win the war under the leadership of foreigners. What are you staring at? Am I wrong?

   The Orc War was won by Lothar with you.

   If Dai Lin did not intervene in this naval battle that you provoked, your fleet would have been over by now! "

   "Bah!"

  The northern lord spat at the pirate, and the legendary warrior used his anger. The spit had an impact, which activated the magic shield in front of Black and blocked it.

   "Isn't it disgusting, you! You have no morals at all! Your boat is mine, do you know that? This is my boat! I am very hygienic.

   People like you are going to be masted in my fleet, bastard! "

  The pirate punched the lord's shoulder wound, and the pained lord's face turned pale.

He says:

   "But it doesn't matter, my captive, I have time to slowly 'train' you.

  You are a very powerful warrior, but you are not strong enough, just like Gilneas already has the potential to become a powerful country, you just need a little more 'core strength'.

   In response to your initiative to start the war, I will soon give you back the power you lack.

  Gene will thank me for sure.

   You will all thank me.

   But now, as the final step in Daelin's most classic 'scare' tactic, I need you to lose face, Lord. Rest assured, after your morale collapses and your fleet collapses, I will definitely 'compensate' you. "

  The smelly pirate stood up, rubbed his aching head, and shouted to the group of warlocks who were climbing up the deck:

   "Hang him to the mast! Let everyone see the fate of the loser! Tell Dai Lin, let him get out! Dare to continue to hurt my ship, I will send him Darius' head!

asshole!

   Tell him to go back to his Kul Tiras to be majestic.

   From now on, I have the final say in this sea area! "

   (end of this chapter)