Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 36 35. The Juggernaut Goes Out

"Did you do something wrong to offend your grandmother? Your family relationship is really tense for her to send you here as bait."

In the dark night on the outskirts of the Alterac Mountains, Bo Laike drew his blade fist from the neck of a Wolfrider penetrating along the battle line, shaking the blood from the blade.

Turning around, he asked Xiao who silently pulled out the dagger from another corpse.

The latter obviously didn't have the domineering aura that would cross Azeroth more than ten years later, nor did he become a legend who likes men. Well, in Bu Laike's memory, Master Shaw's XP is somewhat different from that of normal men.

Now he is jerky.

Although the assassination action jumped out of the shadows, there was already a trace of fierce and precise momentum many years later.

Facing Boo Laike's questioning.

Shaw didn't answer.

It seemed to him that the question was not worth answering.

Bu Laike shrugged his shoulders and glanced forward. With the joint efforts of him and Shaw, only the last two wolf cavalry were left, and they had already escaped more than ten meters away on the wolf.

They are going to report.

Warn the advancing Burning Blade clan that there is an ambush here.

"Whizzing"

Two black-feathered arrows shot out from the back of the assassin, and under Bu Laike's admiring gaze, they struck like heavy fists, knocking down the two fugitives from the Wolf Warriors.

There was also a ferocious dog barking from the front, and the hound Desolate jumped out from its hiding place, bit the neck of the felled orc, and rushed towards the two war wolves with a bloody glow.

The other orc died the instant he fell to the ground.

A delicate arrow from Quel'Thalas shattered his heart from behind.

"It's 5:3:2 now."

The pirate assassin blew a whistle and said to Shaw beside him:

"Come on, assassin, two of us, four knives, but we were outmatched by a ranger hiding behind and shooting arrows."

"crash"

Xiao Er threw out a tinder with his hands, ignited the corpses behind him, and quickly arranged it, disguising the attack as an encounter.

He raised his head in the dark, glanced behind him, and gestured silently.

It meant that there should be two orc vanguards infiltrating around, and they had to kill these orcs before the Burning Blade clan arrived.

Although it is the job of doing bait.

But they can't just wait for the Burning Blade Masters to jump into the encirclement. They have to be more active and attract the attention of the Burning Blade Orcs.

To put it simply, you must be able to pull hatred.

The three rookies in the eyes of the masters moved quickly in the dark night, and above their heads, there was a falcon from Halduron Brightwing guiding the target, as if the fog of war had been opened.

They soon encountered the second orc wolf cavalry camped here. They also used Maris's assassination arrows as an ambush. Two assassins jumped out of the shadows, blood flying everywhere.

Thirty minutes later, the third and last wolf cavalry was precisely eliminated.

Bo Laike sat by the burning fire in the back, holding a handful of jerky in his hand and feeding it to his mouth. He ate and regained his energy while looking at the night around him.

There was no sound other than the peeling of flames.

Behind him, Nathanos was poisoning the arrows in his quiver. This kind of behavior seemed not fair, but considering the nature of this ambush, using poison was also an excellent strategy.

The pirate turned his head and saw that Shaw was also poisoning the dagger and dagger. He shook his head, took out a small bottle from his bag, and threw it over.

"Use this! The blood ring clan's hunting poison is highly toxic and takes effect very quickly. It is better than the poison of the League of Assassins. I tried it a few days ago."

Shaw glanced at the bottle at his feet, he glanced at Laike, picked up the poison decisively, and smeared the weapon.

This is a pretty pragmatic guy.

"They'll be here soon."

Marris' voice sounded from behind, and the human ranger fed a handful of jerky to his pet dog, saying:

"According to the traces we left behind, there should be no less than five Burning Blade Masters who have disguised themselves as a group of Alliance Assassins to chase us.

This is the limit of what the three of us can lure at one time, take them into the explosive minefield, and then come again"

"Do not."

Bu Laike interrupted Maris's voice. He stroked the pebble-like charm hanging around his neck and said:

"Grandma Xiao's task for us is to lure as many Burning Blade Swordmasters as possible out of the headquarters, the more swordmasters we lure away, the greater their success rate in assassinating Old Dahl ahead.

Five is not enough! "

"Then what do you think?"

Xiao Er finally spoke for the first time. His voice was so hoarse that he did not look like a young man in his twenties. He took out a face covering from his arms, put it on his face, and said:

"Do you have a better way to get attention?"

"have."

Bu Laike didn't hide, he stood up and said to the two companions beside him:

"According to Maris, we have left traces, and the first wave of pursuers will come after us, and your grandmother has a very accurate estimation of our strength.

Once we are forced out of the shadows by those sword masters, it will be over for the three of us.

But what if I tell you that I have a way to stop the pursuers from moving? "

"swish"

Maris's eyes suddenly sharpened, and he asked briefly:

"Is it one? Or a group?"

"group!"

Bu Laike stroked the Tidal Charm and said:

"I got this thing by accident, I don't know how to describe it to you, but since I got it, it hasn't let me down.

But the Juggernaut is not an ordinary orc, and I'm not sure if he can stun them for three seconds.

But it doesn't matter if there are five or ten, as long as I am not hacked to death by them in an instant, I am sure to stun them all, at least for a second!

Just imagine, if the Burning Blade Clan loses several Juggernauts, then their second batch will only send more people, and our mission will be overfulfilled.

Frighten those old women and old men! "

The pirate stretched his shoulders, feeling his beating heart, and said:

"And my only question is

My two friends, within a second, can you kill those immobile Juggernauts? If you miss, it's all over for us. "

Facing this question, Shaw and Maris looked at each other, he stood up, threw a package of things to Bu Laike, and said:

"This is what my grandmother gave me before I set off. It is a special-grade glitter powder mixed with some magic materials. It can mobilize shadows and cover the whole body. If you miss it, use this."

"it is good."

Bo Laike threw the glitter powder into the magic bag, and he glanced at the sky, a black falcon was passing over their heads silently.

"bass"

Raising the blade fist, the pirate said to his companions:

"They are coming!"

——

"It's the work of a human assassin."

On the other side of the valley, an old orc with a shirtless body, a burning blade banner and a two-handed sword squatted beside a pile of burnt corpses.

He looked professionally at the traces left on the ground, and said to the people behind him:

"The footprints are messy, and the number of representatives is quite large, but they may also be suspicious soldiers. These cunning assassins always like to play this kind of trick to disturb our sight.

But what is certain is that the assassins who strike are all elites. Looking at these wounds, they are killed with one blow, and there are few fights. "

He took out a broken arrow from the hot ashes, put it under his nostril and sniffed it.

"It's really prudent to be poisoned. But as far as I know, the human army is not good at rangers. They prefer to use rough muskets like dwarves.

So, did the group of elf rangers who were rumored to have appeared in Arathi Highland also join this battle? "

"This is a trap, with a great probability."

Behind the old orc, another Burning Blade Master who was very similar to him said:

"Chief, we shouldn't have come here, the Thunder King Clan has promised us that we will definitely gain something in Steinbrad, but everything happened too coincidentally.

Regardless of the news that the human marshal appeared.

That letter still revealed too many strange things. To be honest, I don’t trust the news confirmed by those assassins who used to serve the Shadow Council. "

"Yeah, it might be a conspiracy, but we had to."

The chief of the Burning Blade Clan, Dar Triple Bloodblade, dropped the broken arrow in his hand and stood up. This old orc with gray hair and a white beard was much stronger than the other sword masters.

His waist, chest, and arms were covered with old wounds, but they didn't make him look weak. Instead, they were like medals, representing countless fierce battles in this life.

His skin is dark green.

That is the pollution brought about by the blood of fel energy surging in the body.

But this kind of blood from the devil really brought violent power to the orcs, and it also gave the old Dahl the power to wield a war blade again.

He was wearing crimson combat trousers, around his neck was wrapped a large rosary blessed by the shaman, and on his back was a tattered Burning Blade Battle Banner that had experienced countless battles like him.

In addition, he has no armor defense on his body.

For a Juggernaut, wearing armor is an act of cowardice.

And no matter how light the leather armor is, it will affect their movement of swinging knives, and as a sword master, they are more confident that they can dodge or block every knife that slashes at them.

Armor is pointless.

"The great chief has gone to Quills to find new allies for the Horde. This news is estimated to have been known to the Alliance, and their large-scale counterattack is coming soon.

We have to do something to buy enough time for the warchief. "

The old sword master looked at the dark night in front of him, and said in a deep voice:

"If Lothar is in that city, that's fine. We will give everything tonight to kill the human commander, which will directly push the war to the final battle.

And at this time of the decisive battle, we have a great chance of winning.

It didn't matter if Lothar wasn't there.

The human commander in the hilly area, Gavinrad Doom, has already appeared in that city. As long as he can be killed, at least in the hilly area, we can still maintain the oppression of humans.

This is a conspiracy.

Humans are forcing us to make moves. If we do nothing, the Thunder King Clan and Burning Blade Clan will be trapped to death in the hills in the ensuing counterattack.

The support from the Arathi Highlands can't be counted on at all.

Pooh!

The Blood Ring clan is a bunch of trash! It's as useless as the Dragonmaw clan who can only hide and fight in the shadow of a giant dragon, but dare not step out of the wetland! "

The old chief shook his head, and he said to the empty darkness behind him:

"The elite assassins of humans must have been scattered in this valley in front of us, I will personally go to deal with the human commanders, the swordsmen of the Burning Blade Clan!

I need you guys to buy me time.

There is also this group of assassins who killed our compatriots, they must pay with their blood! Go ahead, find them, and give them an honorable death! "

"hum"

No one answered the old chief's instructions.

But a gust of wind surged in the dark night, blowing the old chief's white hair tied into a single ponytail at the back of his head, as if an invisible army in the darkness had already set off.

As the subordinates following him also disappeared into the darkness, the straight-backed old chief finally sighed helplessly.

"Hey, Samuro, if you still follow me, even if I encounter misfortune tonight, I won't have any regrets. Under your leadership, the Burning Blade Clan will still not decline.

Jubel is good enough, but he is too old, as old as me. "

He stretched out his hand, as if touching the wind in the dark night.

With a slight tear, the black two-handed saber behind his back was held in his hand, and the old sword master's fingers gently brushed against the dark blade.

A throbbing, life-like flame burned on the sharp blade.

The flames lit up the old orc's eyes.

"Tonight may be the last battle of the Burning Blade. Orgrim, you promised me that you will find a new place to live for our people.

For this, I am willing to drink the curse and swing the sword for you. "

"I am not afraid of death."

"But you, you promised me"

With the night wind blowing, Dahl, who was holding the flaming blade, took a step forward, and his whole body seemed to disappear in the night without the slightest breath.

(end of this chapter)