Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 681 12. This kind of thing is about talent

  Black put down his rhetoric and said he was going to take off Rexxar's "Batman Combat Mask".

   As a result, this statement slightly angered the silent legendary orc hunter, not because of the arrogance of the smelly pirates, but because this wolfskin helmet had a very special meaning for Rexxar Remar.

  The orcs of the Mok'nasa clan have to learn hunting skills since childhood, and catching and taming wild beasts is also a compulsory course for them since childhood.

  In that small village full of powerful hunters, each orc hunter’s beasts are different, there are lynx, raptors, and rare leaping beasts, or powerful thunder elephants, irascible clefthoofs and the like.

  Rexxar chose a more "traditional" beast when he was young.

  He tamed a dire wolf.

The   Dire Wolf has a "wolf" in its name, but it's not the same as a warg.

   They are a lap larger than the Warg, their teeth can easily tear light armor, and their claws can smash rocks. They are deadly hunters who can prey on large creatures like thunder elephants alone.

  Rexxar loves his wolf.

   He affectionately named it "Ha LS". The Dire Wolf was Rexxar's first beast. As we all know, the first time in anything is very memorable.

   In short, Rexxar and Ha LS grew up together, hunted together, and cultivated an extremely deep friendship.

   Originally, their story was to hunt the evil ogre warlords with their clansmen in the barren and desolate land of their hometown, to maintain the safety of Gorgrond, and to live a difficult and miserable life.

   But the formation of the tribe and the fel pollution forever affected Rexxar's life.

   But although Rexxar is silent, he is not stupid. As the fel infection spreads, he quickly realizes that there is no future for him and his people in the world of Draenor.

  Especially after the Orcs of the Old Horde built the Dark Portal, Rexxar realized the opportunity was here!

   He felt that the Mok'Nathal clan, who had fought against each other with the ogres for hundreds of years in Gorgrond, would be able to follow the forerunners and open up a new world for habitation.

  Unfortunately, Mok'Nathar orcs are notoriously stubborn and stubborn, their tempers as stinky and hard as their bone dice, and their xenophobia as well known as their strength.

   In the eyes of Rexxar's father, Leoroxus, the patriarch of the Mok'Nathal clan, his cowardly son only covets comfort and life in the big city, rather than staying in his barren birthplace.

   I don’t even want to give my strength to protect my hometown and people.

   Therefore, although Rexxar and his father had the same purpose, both for the sake of his own people, but in the end, he was silent and could not convince his father.

   can only go against his father's wishes and left the clan one night with his own dire wolf.

   He joined the Orc Expedition and came to Azeroth without looking back.

   But Rexxar, who was obsessed with discovering a new home for his clan, soon discovered that his "new friends" were not as "righteous" as he thought, and the cruelty and ruthlessness of the old tribe soon aroused Rexxar's disgust.

   He realized that he and his countrymen had been deceived by Gul'dan's rhetoric.

  The once noble orcs have been reduced to bloodthirsty and raging war criminals, plus Rexxar's beloved wolf, Hars, was accidentally killed by the Warlocks of the Shadow Council.

   This made Rexxar completely lose faith in the old tribe.

  This silent hunter restrained his pet's remains, made its fur into a wolf's helmet, and never took it off. He used this method to express his nostalgia for Ha LS.

   And the wolf tooth pendant that Black stole from a group of Mok'Nathal hunters in the Hillsbrad Hills before, was made from the teeth that Hals lost when he died in battle.

   It is for this reason that Rexxar, a guy who is wary of strangers, accepts Black's "request for learning" so easily.

   But accepting is accepting, and it is hopeless for Rexxar to show mercy.

   Ten minutes later, the double moon blade in Black's hand was knocked away by Rexxar's double blade for the sixth time. The pirate did not continue to attack, he made a "pause" gesture.

   "Okay, let's go here."

   He rubbed his aching wrist and said to the big orc in front of him:

   "You really know yourself very well. Your strength is a bit amazing. I don't think Varok Saurfang is necessarily your opponent in terms of pure strength.

   He is a legendary warrior. "

  Blake's wrist was nearly broken in multiple weapon strikes, but Rexxar was very relaxed, looking like he had just "warmed up".

   In the face of Black's complaints, the legendary hunter shrugged and said:

   "I'm an Orc

   I have half ogre blood flowing in my body, and the strength is natural. But you want me to fight Varok Saurfang, and I'm definitely not his opponent.

  Hunters and warriors understand combat differently.

  If I'm going to get to the point of melee combat with Saurfang, then I'll definitely be cornered. "

   "Indeed."

   Black nodded in agreement.

   Saurfang's legendary power of executing and beheading ignoring the opponent's health and status, if you really want to fight melee, it's just a meat grinder.

   How many people died.

   The only thing that can limit Saurfang's damage is his own stamina and weapon durability.

  The pirate rubbed his wrists and looked at the translucent character card in front of him, with a long list of battle records and tips for learning new skills:

  【Slaughter】has finished learning, current proficiency: Beginner.

  【Mongoose Bite】Complete learning, current proficiency: Beginner.

  【Raptor Strike】Finished learning, current proficiency: Beginner.

  【Mokenatha Flying Axe】is completed, it is highly compatible with the Assassin skill【Fatal Throw】, and the skill is integrated into【Flying Blade】, current proficiency: Mastery.

  【Mok'Nasa Hunting Skills】After the preliminary study, your connection with the wild nature is deeper.

   This series of skill learning made Black ecstatic.

   made him want to hug the silent orc in front of him and kiss him twice. The learning of these melee hunting skills effectively strengthened Black's destructive power in frontal combat after the assassination failed.

  Windrunner's mom doesn't know that.

   But as an elf ranger, she focuses more on family archery. In terms of melee combat, she can't teach Blake more than the Farstrider Blade Dance.

   Not to mention the old dwarf Hemet.

   That old guy is a pure sniper master, and distance is his life.

   Unless you are cornered, or you want to lure your opponent into a trap, you can't pick up an axe and fight the enemy.

  The appearance of Rexxar was a pleasant surprise. Today's little study made Blake more confident in completing his wild trials.

   But if that's all, it's not enough to satisfy the greedy Black.

  The stinky pirate picked up his moon blade and glanced back. Rexxar's big bear Misha was sleeping soundly beside a tree, and the porcupine didn't know where to go for food.

  As for the eagle Spire, this would be standing on a branch, with his wings folded, and staring at Black with his sharp eyes, as if he was looking for Black's weakness, so that it could catch the fatal wound of the smelly pirate with one claws.

   But when he saw the cloth strips on Blake's eyes, the wise eagle revealed a humanized "sadness".

All right.

   This is a blind man.

   Its best eye gouging tactic is useless to this blind man.

   "I said, other hunters have had a hard time taming one or two war beasts. For example, I, a talented hunter like me, felt a little chaotic when fighting after having two beasts' covenants."

  Black sat on the stone beside Rexxar, and handed the jug around his waist to the silent orc, who took it in his hand, twisted it open and sniffed under his nostrils, then poured a sip into his mouth.

   He listened silently to Black's question.

   Pirate explained:

   "I asked my hunting instructor, she is a very powerful ranger, but she is not proficient in animal taming. She can't solve the problem that I can only focus on directing the precise movements of one beast at a time.

   The 'soul link' that allows me to communicate with them can only be linked to one beast at a time. I'm curious, how did you manage to perfectly cooperate with the three-headed beasts and fight together?

   There must be some kind of skill in this kind of thing, right? "

   "Uh, this is the secret heritage of the Mok'Nathal clan."

  Rexxar hesitated for a moment, and he said to Blake in the urn-like tone that is unique to his big man:

   "But it's not that I can't teach you, I just doubt that you can learn it, or that you can do it."

   "You say it."

  Black took out his dwarf pipe, put it in his mouth, lit it, and said:

   "Maybe I am gifted?"

   "Hehe, then I'll talk about my experience."

  Rexxar looked at his war beasts tenderly, and he said in a nostalgic tone:

   "When I left the old tribe a few years ago, I was weak. At that time, like you, I applied the soul link between the war beast and the master to my war wolf Ha LS.

  After Ha LS died, I felt the pain, despair, and loneliness before his death.

   It called me to save it.

   I couldn't do it, I let it down.

   During that time, I was immersed in pain and almost completely lost the ability to communicate with nature.

   This is a problem that all hunters who follow the path of the beastmaster will encounter. For us, war beasts are definitely not just tools for fighting, but machines for killing.

   That is our compatriots.

   Their lives are equivalent to ours.

I went all the way north in despair. Before the Horde took Khaz Modan, I had already crossed the snowy mountain alone. I was wandering in the jungles of the Hinterlands, and even approached Quel'Thalas at one point. border.

   I was like an abandoned ghost.

   Until, I met Misha. "

   Under the black wolf visor, this big man showed a smile that Blake couldn't describe. It was a little ugly, a little ferocious, but very pure and warm.

  Black knew that he would never be able to show such a smile.

   He continued listening to Rexxar and Misha's story.

   This story is not long.

   "I met Misha when she was a bear cub, and at the edge of the forest in Quel'Thalas, she and her mother's lair were attacked by a pack of lynx, and her mother died fighting to protect her.

   Only Misha was left beside her mother's body, screaming in horror and stubbornness.

   It's trying to scare away predators with that quivering cry.

  Her mother seems to be the product of the magic experiments carried out by the elves, which gave Misha a blessing from magic after she was born, but unfortunately this power did not make Misha any luckier.

   When I found her, she was finishing a fight with a lone wolf. She was covered in blood and was about to starve to death.

  I adopted her.

   I gave her mother's name.

   At that time, it was just out of pity and sympathy. She, like me, had lost everything important in life.

  Misha was raised by me. She grew up very fast. I didn't need her to help me fight, but soon, she had the power to protect herself and me.

   I always thought I saved Misha.

   But one day when I suddenly woke up and found that I could feel the power of the natural wilderness again, I realized that

   Actually, Misha saved me.

  What I want to tell you is, Blake, I never thought of Misha as a war beast, she is my child, my sister, my family.

  Hover and Spire too.

   They are all family members I met on the journey, we are a group of poor creatures who snuggle with each other to keep warm. "

  Rexxar drank the wine from the jug.

   He wiped his mouth adorned with large fangs and said to the smelly pirate:

   "You say you can't command your wolves and bears to fight with you at the same time with the Beast Covenant, which in my opinion is wrong in itself.

   Are you curious why I can command three war beasts to fight with me at the same time?

the reason is simple.

   I didn't 'order' them. "

   Orc Hunter patted Black on the shoulder and said:

   "I just tell them what I think, and I ask them to hunt with me.

  Soul link can only communicate with one beast at a time, which is the constraint of power, but if you don't use this power, you will naturally not be constrained by it.

  My Soul Link has been unable to activate with the death of Ha LS.

   But I don't need it either, my comrade.

  I am the leader of this 'herd'!

  Misha, Hoffer and Spire are my wolves. They follow the orders of the alpha wolf and hunt with the leader. Does this kind of thing still need orders? "

  Rexxar noticed Black's hesitation, and the stinky pirate's suspicious look made the orc shake his head. Indeed, his statement was a bit idealistic.

   "You don't believe it, do you?

Come!

   Just treat it as if you found Ha LS's relic for me, let me show you my legendary power. "

   He stood up a little drunk and roared towards the surroundings.

   is very much like the roar of the Beastmaster in the wilderness.

Under Blake's stunned gaze, not only did Misha wake up and run to Rexxar's side to ask for a "stroking", but Spire also raised his wings and landed on the orc's shoulders. Hoffer, the porcupine who was looking for food in the distance, hummed. Rush over and circle around Rexxar.

   Not just them.

   The beasts in the entire cedar forest seemed to be summoned by the Beastmaster at this moment, the cold and dangerous snow leopard, the moose with big horns, a group of snow-white wild wolves, and a few stupefied big brown bears.

   These native beasts also came out from various places.

   They sat in a circle around Rexxar and Black.

   They looked at the Rexxar in the center.

   They are waiting for the order of the Beastmaster.

   As long as the Beastmaster gives an order, they will smooth out all the enemies that block the way for him.

   Surrounded by beasts, Rexxar burped loudly. He stroked Misha's head beside him, with the pride of a son of the wilderness, lowered his head and said to the thoughtful smelly pirate:

   "Look, I'm the king of the pack, I'm the leader of the predators, and all the wilds of hunting are my domain, and maybe, it can be yours too."

   (end of this chapter)