Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 1353 103. The Evil and Ruthless Pirates Destroyed the East Valley

"Damn! I still wonder why you asked us if we are afraid of heights"

Thousands of miles above the sky, the king of the black knights, Eredin, lay on the side of the "Reaper" and looked out. An "air and sky fleet" composed of seven ships was sailing in the clouds.

These ships have a strong troll style, and each ship has the same flag.

The big black flag engraved with the pattern of ancient trolls represents the identity of this fleet. They come from the South Sea, to be precise, from the sky above Kalimdor.

This is the sky pirate of "Cursed Pirate King" Gaboa. Just like the gossip that has spread around the South China Sea recently, this damn evil troll has mastered the power of the sky.

All this left Eredin and his brothers stunned.

This fleet sailing unimpeded in the sky also made the black knights feel that the pirate industry in Azeroth is really TM volume! Look at these crazy bastards, the sea can't hold them, and they're all starting to march into the sky.

"Hey! Black knights over there! If you dare to spit on my deck, I'll kill you one by one. My beautiful deck was waxed yesterday."

Cursing the pirate king Gaboa’s cold and despicable voice echoed on the deck of the Reaper. The old troll, who was wearing a red pirate suit and bought himself a pirate tricorn hat decorated with weird elemental gems, shouted loudly:

"Do you want to taste the experience of becoming an elemental creature? A friendly reminder, it's very painful. I heard from those bastards who I turned into an air elemental that it feels a hundred times worse than death."

"Hey, don't scare them, you bastard."

Beside Gaboa, Bo Laike, who was wearing a black pirate suit, pushed his pirate king's three-cornered hat. He laughed, grabbed the skull jug and said to the old troll who was pretending to be spinning the steering wheel next to him:

"Look at you, you frightened our poor black spirit pirates, did you do it on purpose? I just let you come with a ship, you have to bring your own fleet.

What is this for?

Demonstrate to me? You bastard. "

"Isn't this going to make people look up in front of the human king and paladins? If you want to intimidate, you must have some real guys, otherwise you really can't scare those bastards."

Gaboa grinned.

The old troll, who is now very good at it, touched his fangs inlaid with gold rings, patted the emblem on his chest, and put his hand with only three fingers on the hot wind scimitar at his waist.

He emphasized to Bo Laike with a smug tone:

"Ahem, is that how you talk in front of a foreign elemental lord? Laike, my old friend, although we are so close that we could stab each other to death, we should be decent.

When you call me 'bastard', remember to add my majestic title, please call me 'Lord of the North Wind and Conqueror of the South Sea and Sky'. "

"Okay, my dear bastard Lord of the North Wind."

Bu Laike said perfunctorily:

"Can you hurry up? I heard that the Seventh Army has an appointment with me in the East Valley. You have to understand that I really don't want to be late."

"You have enough time, why are you in a hurry? Like a young man who ran out when he heard that his girlfriend's parents were not at home."

The old troll snorted, pushed his extravagant hat, and glanced at the mummy crew members around him.

He gestured to his first mate, Halraz, who took out a wind elemental horn and blew it, and immediately many cotton candy-like wind elementals rushed out of the clouds and gathered in Gaboa's seven boats around.

These summoned wind elements push the pirate ship to accelerate in the air, rushing towards the destination at a faster speed.

It was the first time for the Black Knights to experience this kind of "airliner" service. Several guys felt dizzy and unable to adapt to the sudden acceleration.

Fortunately, they were dead long ago, otherwise, if they really spit out and annoyed the old troll Gaboa who has a lot of people now, it would really be a bad end.

"Hey, tell me honestly, are you planning some conspiracy in the sky wall?"

Gaboya pulled Boo Laike into his captain's cabin, which was adorned with elemental power. All the decorations here have been replaced with elemental styles. Those desks and chairs made of sky blue gemstones made the stinky pirates envious.

However, the old troll's expression was not very good-looking, and he didn't exchange pleasantries, and asked directly:

"The Wind Rider has been getting more and more crazy these days. It seems to have sensed some bad omens. It lost its temper all day long and tried to blow up sandstorms in Uldum to submerge everything. As a result, it was severely beaten by the terrifying Titan of the Furnace of Origin. Lesson learned.

What is the origin of that titan named 'Lai'?

I feel that in front of him, Al'Akir is really weak and can be beaten completely. "

Gaboia cursed:

"The most disgusting thing is that the bastard got angry with the Titan Guardian, and then turned his temper on me, and he asked me to take my fleet to Dellano to find a bloody prince.

Didn't you just come back from Dellano?

Tell me honestly if Al'Akir's insanity is because of something damn you did. "

"Why do you think so?"

Bo Laike showed an innocent expression, blinked his eyes and searched for fine wine in the old troll's luxury wine cabinet, he said in a casual tone:

"I told you at the beginning, that bastard Al'Akir is not as wise as my dear Majesty Neptulon, that guy is a lunatic, and you made a bad move by choosing him as a backer.

But judging by your majestic appearance now, I guess you are also enjoying it.

I heard that you just robbed the goblins of Kezan Island some time ago, you must have made a lot of money, right? You see I'm here, excuse me? "

"I got it so hard, why should I give it to you?"

The old troll sat furiously on his luxurious and crude chair of jewels, his legs crossed, staring at Bo Laike, and said:

"Tell me the truth, are you going to cause something terrible on the wall of the sky? You see, we have such a good relationship, right? Tell me if there is any way out, let's make a fortune together."

"Yes, yes."

Bu Laike blinked and said:

"But I can't tell you now because I don't trust you yet. I mean, I'll tell you after you help me revive Lothar, after we've done terrible bad things together, after I really trust you.

But I can reveal a little 'inside information' to you. "

The smelly pirate lowered his voice and said to Gaboa:

"You won't have to worry about the crazy behavior of your crazy boss soon, but if you want to keep the power of your foreign elemental lord and the power of your sky pirates, you have to do something at a critical moment. correct judgment.

If you choose wrong.

That's a pity, I'll say goodbye to you forever. "

These words made Gaboa silent, and after a while, the old troll raised his head, and very distressedly threw a key to the treasure house forged from the essence of the wind element to Laike.

He said:

"On an island reef in the southwest of the Wharton Desert, not far from Treasure Island, I have a treasure house there, full of treasures.

I give it to you as a testimony of our friendship.

Then, I want to ask you, is it too late for me to jump from the loser's camp to the winner's side? "

"maybe."

Bo Laike smiled veiledly.

He played with the key in his hand, but threw the key back uncharacteristically. He winked and said:

"It's not time to bet yet, my dear colleague, be patient."

After speaking, the stinky pirate stood up, carried the good wine that came along, and walked out of the captain's room humming a pirate song.

Gaboya watched Bo Laike leave, the old troll's face was gloomy and terrifying, he looked at the treasure house key on the table, and suddenly felt a burst of toothache.

The always greedy Bu Laike Shaw turned down the treasure on his own initiative!

This damned action convinced Gaboya of his guess. In the not-too-distant future, there must be a drastic change in the wall of the sky where he sold himself to seek refuge!

Moreover, Laike really has the chance to win, and a mere treasure house can't satisfy his appetite at all.

The greedy bastard!

The old troll covered his eyes with some pain. If he wanted to get through this time safely, he would probably bleed heavily.

Alas, what a tragedy to be born in the same era as a brilliant pirate like Bo Laike.

——

Two hours later, at the border between the Elwynn Forest and the Redridge Mountains, the largest lumber camp in the Kingdom of Stormwind was established here. Considering the current stage of human civilization development, the existence of this lumber camp is definitely a military important place.

"The night watchman army in the Twilight Forest has lost contact. The frontier army in Red Ridge Mountain was defeated just an hour ago. The messenger desperately sent back the news that a woman suspected of being a draenei commanded an army of tens of thousands of undead. Bursting out of the valley of the Redridge Mountains suddenly, it caught the assembled Frontier Legion by surprise."

On the temporary position outside the logging site, an MI7 agent was reporting the situation on the front line to Major General Halford Wyrmbane, commander of the Seventh Army who was in charge of defending the place.

Speaking of the Seventh Legion, it's a big deal.

Although this legion has not been established for a long time, and it was formed only at the end of the orc war, the members of this legion are all fighters who lost their families in the war, so their fighting will is very strong.

The first battle after their establishment was the siege of Lordaeron. It is said that one-third of the loss was lost in that battle, and then they participated in the war to pursue the old tribe until a decisive battle was fought on the Burning Plains.

This young regiment was well-deserved, their commander was young, and Halford Wyrmbane was sort of an "old acquaintance" of Bo Laike.

When Bu Laike was still running around under the title of "Orc Killer", he also had a little intersection with Halford, a young man.

Now hearing the dire situation on the Red Ridge Mountains, Major General Wirmbane stroked his saber. He looked at the lush forest in front of him and the khaki hills in the distance, and asked in a deep voice:

"What about the loss of the legion on the border? Marshal Windsor personally commanded them. They are all veterans of many battles. Even if they break through the front line, they shouldn't suffer too much loss, right?"

"Uh, the damage is really not too big."

The spy flipped through the information in his hand and quickly replied:

"After the undead defeated their line, they didn't kill them wantonly, they just drove the defeated soldiers towards the Burning Plain.

But according to the news sent by Mayor Solomon of Lakeside Town, the commander of those undead has begun to summon the souls of those who died in battle in the cemetery of Lakeside Town

This is a message sent an hour ago. Judging from the gathering speed of the undead in the Twilight Forest, they are estimated to appear on the battlefield soon. "

"wait!"

Wyrmbane soon discovered an important detail, and said with a frown:

"The undead commander is a female draenei? What about Bu Laike Shaw? Didn't the Uncrowned under him also take action? He should personally escort the magic sword. Where is he now?"

The question silenced the SI:7 agents for a while.

The secret agent really wants to complain, I'm just an ordinary scout, but you, general, ask me the whereabouts of the best assassin in Azeroth?

Have you misunderstood my ability limit?

Master Shaw, the boss of Division 7, may not be able to catch Bu Laike's actions even if he goes out in person. Who knows where he went!

The major general also quickly realized that his problem was a bit too difficult for SI7. After all, this happened suddenly, so it cannot be blamed for the incompetence of SI7.

He shook his head, glanced at the position that was being constructed urgently, and was about to say something to the spy when a Griffin Knight appeared in the sky ahead.

The latter was covered in blood, with an arrow stuck in his chest, and fell miserably from the griffin, landing on the ground in front of the major general.

Wirmbane and the surrounding guards hurried forward to support him. The latter raised his head, grabbed the major general's wrist, and shouted loudly:

"Undead! The undead have passed the intersection, the sentry there has fallen, they are speeding up their march, and there is the terrifying black knight commander!

nine!

The nine legendary black knights are their vanguards. The woman holding the magic sword resurrected the Lothar cavalry of the Iron Horse Brotherhood. Our assessment of the strength of the undead has been wrong!

General, if you can't defend here, retreat quickly! "

This astonishingly bad news made everyone look ugly, but Halford Wyrmbane calmed down the army with only one sentence, and he shouted:

"We are the Seventh Legion! We have defeated the orcs! We are not afraid of the undead! Soldiers, behind us is the heart of the kingdom! There is no danger to defend this way to Gold Town!

We can't refund!

Stormwind is behind us! Get ready for war!

Right here, never retreat! "

"Obey!"

A group of commanders roared in unison, and the major general was relieved to see that the morale of the army was available. He helped up the weak heroic scout in front of him, and said in a low voice:

"You immediately send this news back to Stormwind City and tell His Majesty that we will do our best to buy more time for North County's defense."

"Uh, General."

The bloody scout raised his head and said in a low voice:

"I think it's better for you to say these words to the naive child king yourself"

"Ok?"

Major General Halfer immediately sensed something was wrong, but before he could pull out his sword, the scout in front of him showed a weird smile.

With a flip of his fingers, an elf-style short knife pierced into the general's waist and abdomen along the cracks in the general's armor like a poisonous snake.

Not fatal.

But the precise "kidney shot" made the general in front of him turn pale instantly, and his body fell limply to the ground as if he had lost his strength.

Under Halford Wyrmbane's wide-eyed gaze, the scout moved his body, and the wave-like camouflage magic dissipated on him, revealing the appearance of a handsome blond-haired pirate.

"Oh, oh, Shaw really did a bad job of your anti-assassin training, my dear soldiers of the Seventh Legion."

Bo Laike tossed his hair and looked around at the soldiers rushing towards him.

He sneered and snapped his fingers.

In the next moment, the wind howled and the thunder rolled, and seven pirate warships hidden in the wind howled and flew over from the sky in an assault formation.

Amidst Gaboa's wild laughter, the artillery below the specially modified warships opened fire, and a wave of full-scale firepower swept across the Seventh Legion's position.

The attack method, which no one had ever thought of, stunned these loyal soldiers at once.

They roared and counterattacked, but no one knew how to counterattack the seven "pirate spaceships" showing off their might above their heads. They could only passively withstand the fire bombardment from the pirates.

What's more terrible is that in the vibration of the ground, the striker of the undead has appeared on the hillside at the end of everyone's sight.

The black knights took the lead, and there were not many undead knights behind, only about a hundred, but they followed silently and began to prepare for the acceleration of the charge.

The tattered flags they held in their hands, which were still stained with mud, made many veterans feel chills.

That's the battle banner of the Brotherhood of the Iron Horse.

Those were the dead of the Lothar cavalry.

They were the most brave group of heavy cavalry in human civilization. They once broke up the wolf cavalry phalanx of Commander Orgrim on the battlefield of the Burning Plain.

But now that they have returned from death, they no longer have the weakness of flesh and blood, but instead have the toughness of death added to their body.

"I said, you can't keep here!"

In the background of the thunder that fell overhead and the bombardment of the storm and the artillery, Bo Laike bent down and grabbed the struggling Major General Halford from the ground.

He whispered to the major general;

"It is the commander's duty to be responsible for the lives of the soldiers, retreat, general, and take your soldiers back to Stormwind City, they shouldn't die here.

Go back and tell my brother Shaw to take back all the assassins he arranged in Gold Town! I don't want to see him stop me unless he's itchy and wants to be slapped!

No one can stop Lothar from rising from the dead.

No one can stop Black Bones from taking the throne.

remember.

This is the prophecy of the prophet in black!

This is his fate! "

(end of this chapter)