Azeroth Shadow Trail

  Chapter 881 211. Thaurisson's clever plan to secure the world, lost his master and lost his troops

   "So many dwarves!"

   At the entrance of Molten Core, Little Xingxing threw an eagle eye technique on herself, looking forward, she quickly exclaimed. The black iron soldiers standing outside this big underground cave almost blocked all the way out.

   The dark iron drilling machine they left here before was also destroyed, and it seems that there was a fierce battle, which should have been caused by Kael'thas and the old lich robbing the drilling machine when they left.

  Two orcs and a group of shaman apprentices have established a temporary defense line. Brox's axe is covered with blood, and a dozen entities of the dark iron royal guards have been left in front of the battle.

   "Your friend betrayed us!"

   Seeing Black coming over, the old orc with a battle axe said dissatisfiedly:

   "They drove away the two rigs that were intact and left us with the damaged ones.

  The teleportation has been blocked, and now we can't get out. The Dark Iron Emperor is angry at losing his master, these **** have become addicted to slavery.

   They will avenge their masters.

   And we are the target of their anger. "

   "Don't use words like betrayal, I believe they also wanted to leave us an escape route, but they left too early."

  The pirate wearing the Luna armor waved his hand and said in a low voice of urn sound:

   "And as a group of warriors who have defeated the Fire King, we don't need others to **** us, we can solve the trouble ourselves.

   Are you really getting old?

  Brox, even a group of dark iron dwarves can scare you.

  Look, their trembling bodies are scarier than you are. "

   In the face of the stinky pirate's ridicule, the old orc sneered and said:

   "I don't think the dwarves are trembling because of fear, looking at their eyes and wanting to shoot fire.

   I'm not afraid, I can easily leave alone, but this is in Blackrock Mountain, we orcs have no tradition of hurting our guests, let alone abandoning our comrades. "

   After finishing speaking, the old orc carried his battle axe and looked back and forth at the smelly pirate's new outfit.

   There was a hint of surprise in his eyes, and he said:

   "The armor is handsome, pirate, is this a powerful thing? Or is it scary?"

   "You'll know in a moment."

   Black let out a wicked laugh and waved back again.

   Facing the containment of thousands of dark iron warriors, Fenna, who was eager to try, took off the silver giant blade Ashbringer behind her, and Sianne and Little Star were also ready to cast spells.

   These dark iron dwarves really know where to choose.

   Such a narrow area does not allow them to transform into giant dragons, and can only fight in mortal form.

   This preparation made the old orc nodded. He understood the pirate's plan and said:

   "They won't give up their pursuit. They rushed out from here and entered Darkforge City. We're going back up to Blackrock Spire, how about you?"

   "Let's go down and run for our lives in two teams to reduce the pressure on each other a lot."

   Black says:

   "I won't go to Blackrock Tower as a guest, tell Reid for me, continue to do things according to the plan, take care of the subordinates, and don't make any more troubles."

"it is good."

   The old orc responded.

   He gestured to the shamans behind him, meaning that he would break up the enemy line as a striker, so that the shamans would be ready to follow him quickly.

As soon as this order was issued, all the shamans took off the round shields behind them, and the other hand held a war hammer or a battle axe. Under the watchful eyes of the pirates, the earth shields were applied to the shamans one by one. body.

   This made them not look like a group of spellcasters at all, but rather like a group of warriors ready to go on a charge.

   This is the wonderful thing about the profession of shaman.

   They are not the most powerful spellcasters, and their spells are not necessarily very subtle compared to magic, but they are the most proficient in melee combat among all spellcasters, and the strongest spellcasting ability among all melee combat.

  When necessary, a shaman can completely pick up the big totem and switch to weapon combat on the spot, and in the ancient tradition of the orcs, a well-trained shaman is absolutely superior to ordinary warriors in melee combat.

  The folk customs are sturdy and belong to yes.

   "I'll open the way, you all follow, guests."

  Brocks looked at the thousands of fully-armed Dark Iron warriors in front of him and the angry and cunning Dark Iron Emperor Thaurissan who sat behind them.

   He moved his body, stirring up anger.

   One after another, blood-red light covered the old orc. He lifted the fiery battle axe, which was full of cracks and had a broken beauty, and was ready to charge.

   As Blake had expected, the intrepid orc legendary warriors didn't take these angry Dark Iron dwarves seriously.

   It is said that no matter how vicious a group of dwarves whose height is not even the waist of an orc, there is not much deterrent to the senses of an orc.

   But before Brocks was about to charge, he was stopped by Black reaching out.

  The pirate drew the burning Salameni from his waist and said:

   "I'll take the lead, you assist me."

   "You? An assassin? Head-on against an army of thousands?"

   Brocks, carrying the battle axe, blinked and said:

   "I don't deny your fighting power, but you shouldn't do this kind of work. Could it be that under the cover of pirate aura, you are still a swordsman?"

   "Well, I'm much more powerful than the Juggernaut, open your eyes and see, orcs with poor wisdom."

  The pirate laughed.

  Fina, who was full of fighting spirit, took a step forward and stood on his left. Brocks shrugged and stood on his right with a battle axe. The support of the two legendary fighters gave Black a sense of security.

   He let out a long sigh, straightened his owl helmet with his hand, flashed and activated in the next instant, and the whole person rushed forward two stages, like a ghost, crossing the entrance stone cave of the Molten Core.

   "Bang Bang Bang"

   At this moment, sparks erupted, and the black iron marksmen with sniper rifles attacked for the first time, and sparks splashed all over Black's armor.

   He can dodge.

   but not necessary.

   After finally wearing plate armor, he also wanted to experience the powerful rush of that "iron can".

   The results were gratifying, none of the sniper bullets that came in pierced the armor, not even a scratch.

This made the pirates grin under the battle helmet, and waved Salameni in his hand, recalling Maiev's heroic fighting in Ny'alotha, and then a flash of the black iron dragon cavalry that fell into the front charging. in the front.

  The body spins gracefully.

   "Boom"

   Dozens of silver streamers fell from the sky, and the scorching moonfire turned into a lunar strike in Black's rotation, knocking down all the dwarves beside him with one blow.

   These moonfire spells are not lethal to these elite dwarves.

   But the scorching moonlight that fell from the sky slammed into the forehead just like a warhammer slammed it. They rolled their eyes one by one and fell to the ground, and some of them were ignited and smoked.

   But this is just the beginning.

  Sarameni, strengthened by pure flame, danced a bright arc in the air, tearing and knocking down the dwarf in front of him in the 270-degree swirling slaughter swung by the pirates.

  The flames ignited, and the blades flew.

  The brutal tearer special effect caused several unlucky guys to be separated from their arms and bodies at the moment of being slashed, and the energy feedback from the predators made Blake feel the power consumption of swinging the sword at all.

   It's as refreshing as taking a sip of cold beer on a hot day.

   But even so comfortable, the pirate did not forget his mission, he wanted to open a way for those behind him to escape.

   As a result, the strike succeeded, and Black did not stop, flashing forward again and charging forward, spinning again when he landed, and another wave of lunar strikes with exaggerated special effects.

   It looks like there is such a small Luna railgun that cooperates with him at all times.

   "Go!"

  Fina also followed in Black's footsteps and rushed out of the Heart of Molten Fire. She was carrying the Ashbringer with high fighting spirit. As a warrior who regarded recklessness as courage, Blake's performance today made her very satisfied.

Yeah!

   A real man should just be facing up, it's too obscene to hide in the shadows and make sneak attacks!

  I finally succeeded in training this stinky brother.

   Look how heroic he is now, this is all his own contribution!

   With this thought in mind, Fenna made a heroic leap and smashed into the black iron army that was torn apart by the pirates, and swung the huge blade of the burning holy light to the flank and slashed fatally, expanding the escape channel.

She felt that the road ahead was about to close, so she stepped on a thunderous slam, knocking back the surrounding soldiers, and then rushed forward with the sword upside down. After a short charge, she roared and slammed a terrifying strike forward. city.

"what!"

   In the terrified screams of the dark iron dwarves, the dwarves in the first row who collided with Fenna's sword were almost smashed into flesh by the brute force of the city.

It was like a wave of anger that slammed forward, breaking through the four layers of the dwarf's human wall, and finally stopped, and the funny gestures of those little men who were knocked into the air and danced in the air made Fenna burst into laughter. .

   This is joy and ridicule.

   "Not bad, little girl, this knife already has seven points of the power of Dai Lin's anger."

Brocks, who rushed up with a battle axe, roamed the battlefield leisurely. When he encountered someone who dared to stand in his way, he hit the head with an axe. With the help of the height difference between orcs and dwarves, this axe was definitely a headshot. .

  The old orc's fighting style is not as fancy as Fina's, but his killing efficiency and power use efficiency are far higher than that of stupid warriors.

   If you don't make a move, it's done, and if you make a move, it will be a death blow.

   The tactic of charge + kill is the standard of all orc legends, without the support of anger, it is the talent of the Saurfang family to be able to launch kill blows anytime, anywhere.

The profession of   reckless warrior was really understood by this group of greenskins.

   "No, don't use that!"

   Seeing that Fenna was about to break out the city breaker to break the dwarf's closed front, the orc warrior immediately reminded:

   "The City Breaker tactic was not used at this time, didn't Dai Lin teach you? This trick is specially designed to deal with those difficult enemies, and it is more useful in a duel.

   Now it is time to choose a more lethal and deterrent tactic. "

   "Don't chirp!"

   The red-eyed Fenna turned back and shouted:

   "I'm not your student! You said it so eloquently, show me a show?"

"OK."

   The old orc laughed and grabbed the battle axe.

   randomly selected a dwarf as a target, started charging as fast as lightning, slammed into the dwarf like a battering ram, knocked the hapless one out and fell into the lava lake below the molten bridge with a sharp howl.

  Blox used the kinetic energy of the charge to swing his battle axe on the spot, and the storm that turned into a sharp blade involved the surrounding dwarves who couldn't dodge, and the blood splattered for a while.

  The most outrageous thing is that this orc charged forward while "big windmill", and wherever he went along the way, there was a furious majesty that shattered the world.

   After six seconds, Brocks stopped strangling and spinning.

   Leaning on his broken battle axe, he stood among the broken arms and corpses on the ground. The surrounding dwarves were so frightened by him that they retreated, leaving a large area of ​​space.

   This old orc was still beating his waist very playfully, as if he was lamenting the ruthlessness of time.

   He raised his head, glanced at Fenna, and shrugged.

The meaning of    is very clear.

   Have you lost your studies?

   Of course Fenna learned it, isn't this the advanced level of Warrior Skill - Whirlwind Slash?

   It’s just that the duration is 100 million points longer, the destructive power is 100 million points stronger, and the mental deterrent power to the enemy has been multiplied several times.

   What is there!

   This orc is a dazzling skill!

  Bah, shameless.

   With this contemptuous thought in her heart, Fenna carried the Ashbringer to meet again, almost repeating Brox's tactics, and immediately started whirlwind slash after knocking the dwarves away.

   But she only earned two seconds before she was forced to stop because of the shield tactics of the dwarves.

   The old orc shook his head.

   is obviously not satisfied with Fenna's performance.

   "Hey, are you two **** playing a 'guidance match'? Be careful and respect the soldiers of His Majesty Thaurissan? There are thousands of dwarves here who are going to chop our heads."

   Black's scolding came from the front.

   In the gleam of the silver streamer that swirled and swirled constantly to inspire Luna Strike, the stinking pirate shouted:

   "Stop playing, rush forward! Get through the army formation, then retreat! How can you spend so much time here?"

   Under his order, Fenna put away her mood to learn combat skills and rushed forward with Brox, the old shaman Drektar carrying a strange totem in his hand.

Every time    hits the ground, a small surge of lightning will erupt, paralyzing the dwarves rushing around, and relying on the penetration of the three people in front, the shamans retreat quickly.

   This scene fell under the gaze of the Dark Iron Emperor Thaurissan, which made him angry.

   But the emperor did not recklessly order the soldiers to charge regardless of life and death. Several of his generals were attracted by the orcs' changes in the Searing Canyon before.

   This will seriously lack advanced combat power, and it is difficult for ordinary soldiers to block this group of elites with flesh and blood.

   And the disappearance of Ragnaros really made the Dark Iron Emperor feel empty and uncomfortable, but as a ruler, this accident also made the Dark Iron Emperor feel a little bit of joy in his heart.

   "Tai Shang Huang" is gone.

   The rule of the Dark Iron dwarves was truly in his hands.

   Perhaps he should thank these daring assassins?

   "Your Majesty! It's not good."

   Just as Emperor Thaurissan was wandering in the sky, his court attendants ran over and crawled and shouted at His Majesty:

   "The palace has been robbed! A thief slipped into your bedroom and took it away. Take it away."

   "What was stolen?"

  The emperor kicked the panting **** and roared, the servant knelt on the ground and said tremblingly:

   "The Opposition! The relic of Dark Iron, the invincible symbol of House Thaurissan! The Holy Hammer has been stolen."

   "Ah this!"

   The terrified Emperor Thaurissan clenched the scepter in his hand at this moment.

   He knew that today's enemy was difficult to deal with, and the theft of the black treasure house made him lingering fears, so he deliberately did not carry the holy hammer with him, so as not to be robbed by the smelly pirates.

   But I didn't expect a thief to sneak in and steal in such a fierce frontal battle.

   Damn!

   He was hit.

   (end of this chapter)