Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 174 82. What is this? Oiled (below)

"Invite their 'opponent' to play!"

On the noisy deck of the Alpaca, following Zalak's order, a strong orc laughed and threw a strange thing into the Colosseum.

It's a beast!

It has a chubby body, short and powerful limbs, a mouthful of teeth that can gnaw bones, a pair of simple eyes, and two wide and flamboyant ears.

That's right!

this is a pig

Either a ferocious wild boar, or an ordinary domestic pig.

It's not big, and it's not yet ready for slaughter.

However, its body is covered with a thick layer of grease, making it look golden. Needless to say, this thing is very "slippery" now.

Probably frightened by the shouts of the surrounding pirates.

The moment the poor pig was thrown into the "Colosseum", it started howling and running around, trying to escape the crowd, but would be kicked back by the surrounding pirates.

At this moment, not only the ten human captives who were sent to the "Colosseum" were stunned, but even Kou Qiao, the ancestor turtle who was looking at this side from the poop, was stunned.

"Huh? What's that? A greased pig?"

The Tortollan Collector looked back in amazement at Boo Laike, who said:

"Are you humiliating them on purpose?"

"No no no, my friend."

The pirate grinned, pushed his hat back, and said:

"Seriously, this is a battle of fate. Yes, my captives will fight for their lives, even if it's just a greased pig.

Either I have pork chops today, or there are sharks in the water with human flesh.

There will always be one party to be satisfied.

That's what celebration is all about.

Besides, it's just an innocuous opening game. The real excitement comes later, my friend, just wait patiently. Perhaps today's story can also give you some inspiration to write stories about stinky pirates. "

The Tortollan Collector thought about it, and decided that Bo Laike had a good point.

He took out a large telescope from his luggage, put it in front of his eyes, and looked on the deck to make himself see more clearly.

"Listen, you ten lucky ones."

Venerable Akunda Zalak, this will stand on the "stand", which is a pile of bags of supplies, like a professional host.

He stretched his voice, and took a flopping little turtle from Yudora's hand, and put it on the long wooden pole at hand.

Shout out to the ten human sailors in the makeshift Colosseum:

"You have time to catch the pig before the little turtle crawls to the other side. Come on, there are ten of you, there's no way you can't catch a pig, right?

If you catch it, you will be lucky to survive today!

If you can't catch it.

Hehe, my friends, your fate may not be so good! Now, I declare in the name of honorable captain! Game start! "

In his elongated shout, the cunning troll let go of the turtle in his hand, and the little turtle immediately crawled slowly towards the other end of the wooden pole with its dark eyes staring.

And the ten sailors in the "Colosseum" woke up like a dream.

They looked at the ugly alien pirates who were shouting around them, and the weapons they waved in their hands. The fear of death made these ten people tremble.

They are also trying to maintain their dignity.

But not everyone can face death calmly.

A few seconds later, a young sailor couldn't bear the pressure, screamed, and threw his hands at the pig running around. He was so accurate that he had already hugged the pig with both hands.

But the pigs were also terrified.

It also wants to live.

It will struggle very violently, and with the grease on its body, it is so smooth that it is almost impossible to grasp it. Even if the sailor desperately hugged it, it was still escaped by the screaming pig.

Two other sailors joined the "catch the pig" battle.

They ran around with the pigs, pounced on them from time to time, but they would be nimbly dodged by the pigs, or simply escaped from the capture of the sailors by relying on the oily skin on their bodies.

The embarrassing posture of throwing left and right made the pirates watching around burst into laughter.

The orcs booed, the trolls hugged their stomachs and laughed together, and the foxes couldn't cover up their sharp laughter. Even the newly joined snakes swung their tails back and forth like rattlesnakes.

It means they also find it interesting.

Thanks to the hard-working "performance" of these sailors, the atmosphere of the celebration suddenly became lively.

"Hahaha."

Kou Qiao, the ancestor turtle, also laughed. He just saw the picture of four sailors jumping together from four directions, and the pig ran away through the gap, which made the old turtle laugh heartily.

He put down the binoculars and said to Bo Laike:

"How did you come up with this method? It's so much fun."

"I didn't create it."

Bu Laike waved his hands modestly and said:

"Pursued by the fleet of Kul Tiras, the pirates in the South China Sea have a miserable life, and they always want to have fun. This kind of teasing method is very popular among some fringe pirate gangs in the South China Sea.

I just borrowed it and used it.

Well!

Not bad, caught it so quickly. "

With Bu Laike's admiration, the farce in the small Colosseum finally came to an end. No matter how flexible a pig is, it is impossible to escape the pursuit of ten people in such a small area.

Amidst the boos of the pirates around, ten sailors tied up the struggling pig with his clothes, panting, and they looked like they were fighting against each other.

He waved and threw the pig in the stands.

Venerable Akunda glanced at the unlucky pig, shrugged his shoulders, opened his arms, and shouted:

"Brothers! Thanks to our captives for their wonderful performance, because of their efforts, the champions of today's 'Pirate Boxing Championship' have pork to eat!"

"what!"

The surrounding pirates cheered again.

On the other side of the nearly 400 human captives on the four merchant ships, there was a whisper, and they finally knew how these stinky pirates were going to deal with them.

And soon, a large group of orcs surrounded their powerful chief Red, and came out from below the deck proudly.

It's like a superstar coming on stage.

As Red led his warriors to this side, Zarak's voice became louder and louder, and the troll yelled:

"After a small warm-up game, the real big game is coming. Pirates, let's have fun and fight! Struggled sailors of Kul Tiras, face off against the berserk orcs of the Blacktooth Grinning Clan!

Except that no weapons are allowed!

There are no rules! It's unlimited fighting! Unlimited punches with fists! Until there is only one last person standing! That is the champion!

That is the boxing champion! That is the strong!

The wild warriors who persisted to the last ten today will not only be free, get the artifact bestowed by the adults, gain our respect, and eat delicious roast pork!

Now!

I declare, the brawl begins! ! ! "

"what!"

The first orc pirate jumped down from the stands with his bare hands, and punched the human sailor who hadn't reacted in front of him, knocking the unlucky guy unconscious on the deck.

More pirates rushed out from the crowd, including orcs, trolls, even aggressive foxmen, and some snakemen who were not too serious about watching the show.

There are also several guards of the tortoises who also joined the big fight.

The pirates who did not participate tacitly retreated quickly, centered on the Colosseum, and surrounded the human captives on the deck with two human walls at the front and back.

But that didn't stop them from jumping off the edge of the deck to escape.

The Cridan knight, who had been waiting for an opportunity, immediately grabbed the terrified old Herb and rushed to the edge of the deck, but when he rushed there, the knight immediately frowned.

In the turquoise water below the ship's side, which is more than ten meters high, there are sharks swimming back and forth.

"The pirates used the feces of their domesticated animals and threw them into the water, attracting sharks."

The old merchant grabbed the knight's wrist and shouted:

"This is a trap! They are not afraid of us jumping into the sea to escape! Don't go down, you have no weapons, and facing sharks in the water is simply death!"

"Then there's only fighting, right?"

Knight Credone sighed.

He turned his head and looked at the chaotic deck behind him. The unarmed pirates were fighting with the unarmed human captives.

The numbers on both sides were equal, but the pirate side clearly had the upper hand.

Whether it is an orc or a troll, in terms of pure strength, they are much stronger than ordinary people. They also have a height advantage. In the situation of war.

"They're going to beat us"

The human knight gritted his teeth, resisting the dizziness caused by the concussion, spat to the side, and said to the old businessman Herb:

"These bastards don't want to kill us at all, they just want to break us down! So that we can join them willingly, the pig just now is for humiliation.

Now this scuffle is for conquest.

But they can't! "

"Vic Reiss knights! Come with me!"

Credone yelled, and the dozen or so knights in the melee heard the call, and immediately left their opponents behind and ran towards Credone.

A dozen or so of them formed a whole, and under the leadership of Critone, they used their fists and skilled combat skills to kill people from a corner of the battlefield.

The pirates who fought on their own could still bully the human sailors in one-on-one battles, but now facing organized brawlers, their individual advantages were quickly divided.

When an orc raised his fists, he had to receive seven or eight fists. Without weapons, even a violent orc would lie down instantly in the face of such a dense attack.

"Kul Tirans! Don't give up! Stand up! Keep fighting!"

The wounded knight kept shouting.

Gritting his teeth, he jumped up and hit a troll on the eye socket with his elbow, knocking the bastard to the ground, screaming in pain, and was trampled on by many feet, and soon lost his breath.

More and more sailors joined the knights' camp, and began to fight against the stinky pirates in groups, and the chaotic battle was reversed in a short period of time.

Creddorn tore off the bloody bandage wrapped around his head, grabbed a broken wooden stick, and tied his Vic Reiss battle robe behind him as a battle flag.

He led the group of sailors to rush and fight.

Wherever he rushed, the sailors rushed there with him.

No one can stop them.

As they charged, they also let out battle roars, their bravery was unbelievable.

Bu Laike, who didn't have much interest in the fight, stood up from his chair. He looked at the quickly cleared pirates on the deck below, and his left eye was full of dissatisfaction.

He said:

"Look, here are my incompetent minions, I should throw them all into the sea to feed the sharks!"

"It's not their fault, my friend."

The tortoise collector beside him has already picked up pen and paper and started to record this worthwhile story. Koujo looked at the one-sided battlefield and said to Bu Laike:

"I see courage and unity shining from humans. Perhaps this is the reason why your civilization can defeat the orc invaders."

"No, no, it's just that heroism inspires cowardly courage."

The pirate shook his head, and said:

"That's good too. The knight gave the sailors courage, he was their light of hope, their spiritual support, this is the meaning of a hero's existence.

But just break him!

These sailors are mine. "

"Red! You idiot, how long are you going to pose there!"

Bu Laike shouted:

"Fix them!"

"boom"

Following the captain's roar, the undead pirate's top thug also brought his own elite and joined the battlefield. Reid jumped violently, hit the deck, and kicked aside the troll pirate who was blocking the way in front of him.

The tyrannical chief moved his fingers and looked at the human knight Credorn who was several heads shorter than him.

He said:

"You are a good fighter and have won my respect. I would like to appreciate your fighting posture again, but I will tell you quietly, my captain is a lunatic! I don't want to offend him.

So come on! "

(end of this chapter)