Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 642 195. Old man, I have learned your tactics!

With a loud bang, Bo Laike, who had just jumped from behind the Hippogryph and landed on the blood-stained Gilneas battleship, suddenly turned his head and looked behind him.

The huge black ship, which had joined Laike's alpaca during the "travel" of Zandalar, would have been severely damaged by close-range artillery fire from Dailin's makeshift ship.

That first-class warship has nearly 60 large and small naval guns on one side of the ship's upper and lower artillery decks, and two large-caliber main guns fixed on the second artillery deck facing the left and right sides.

The smoke from a salvo almost covered the sky.

The continuous firing of large and small naval guns was like continuous thunder, which made the surrounding pirates tremble, and even frightened the North Sea sea monster that was fighting fiercely in the sea.

No matter how much the little murloc urged, it was unwilling to approach the black ship.

Amidst the white smoke that represented destruction, there was fire rising, and under Laike's mournful gaze, the Alpaca's huge mainmast pulled the sails and fell obliquely.

Soon, the ship began capsizing.

Its lower keel was severed frontally by the Northern Lord's underwater ram.

A large amount of water had begun to enter the cabin, and the inclined burning of the ballast made the ship cry like a dying monster in the smoky sea.

Fortunately, the vulpe caravan, alpaca, and coyote lair stored in the alpaca were all transferred out before this emergency departure, otherwise, just one blow would completely wipe out the vulpe in Udora.

In the sky, Captain Udora, who was sitting on the goblin bomber of Fuslag, watched tearfully as his "home" was destroyed, and the eyes of the little fox were red.

She gritted her teeth and swore in the sky that she would make the damned Dailin pay for it.

On the surface of the sea, dozens of them were thrown into the small sampan on the sea in advance, full of sailors who escaped from the alpaca before it capsized.

They stood on the undulating boat, watching their big boat sinking into the sea bit by bit in the flames with bewildered eyes mixed with fear.

It only takes one round of strafing and these guys are going to sink to the bottom of the sea with their ship.

But Dai Lin would not like these little fish and shrimp at all.

His target has moved to another large ship, the Wharton.

With the assistance of the high-ranking Haixian calling for the sea, the black Lord of the North turned a corner at high speed among the burning wreckage near the Alpaca. With Dai Lin's commanding sword swung down, this extremely brave "war behemoth" turned again. Opening its fangs at a time, it rushed towards its next prey.

This is no longer like war.

It's more like a hunt.

Dai Lin is the ruthless master hunter. He spares those weak prey that are not worth hunting, and greedily and arrogantly only asks for the most dazzling results.

And once the Wharton is destroyed by his naval guns again, the bomber formation of the Immortal Fleet will completely lose its foothold on the sea. The speed of fuel consumption of the modified carrier-based aircraft is not enough for them to find new ones before they fall. the foothold.

Although there is a tidal island not far from the battle zone, Dai Lin suggested that Lord Darius deploy an elite marine team on the island in advance.

It is too difficult for the undead pirates who have suffered heavy losses to seize the island.

As expected of Dai Lin, she saw the biggest weakness of Bu Laike's "new tactics" at a glance, and precisely grasped this weakness, rushed all the way, and defeated the undead fleet.

They weren't hit hard by the Gilneas today.

If the scene in front of them meant failure, then they were completely defeated by Dai Lin alone.

But there is good news.

At the same time that Braike saw Lord Darius Kluo Lei, the commander of the vanguard fleet that was being disturbed at this time, in the ocean fog behind him, Baku, the moon eater who felt that the alien summoning ceremony had been broken, made a cry Roar of pleasure.

This cunning alien hop slipped down to the bottom of the sea, and then swaggered away from the battle zone without restraint.

It passed through the ocean below the Gilnean battleship, and swaying its body casually created waves that kept up and down on the sea surface, smashing the sailors on the Gilnean battleship to pieces.

Probably resented the Gilneans for trying to control it when they left.

Before diving into the deep sea, he poked his head out high and locked onto Darius K Luo Lei who was fighting the sea titan. A demigod's mental impact hit him as a "parting gift" to the Gilneans.

This mental shock even caused a thunderous shock on the material level, making the red Greymane feel like it had been hit by a heavy cannon, the whole ship bounced with a bang, and slammed into the sea again.

The northern lord even cried out in pain, holding his head and shaking.

This almost made him a drooling fool.

The Moon Eater's retreat meant that the blocked Nagfar and the Sister of Mercy's ghost ships could finally let go of their hands and feet.

"Dive! Dive!"

The first mate, Seifel, who took over the command of Bo Laike, waved his arms yelling, and the ghost ship sank under the sea without making a sound.

In the rush of the water, fragments of the keel were constantly falling at the broken ram in front of the ghost ship, and Sefiel exclaimed when he saw this situation.

In front of the battleship Naglfar, a black ram was "growing" little by little.

Probably felt the anger and displeasure in Laike's heart. At this time, the Naglfar was also full of fighting spirit. After enduring the "excruciating pain" and pushing out the new ram, it immediately entered the state of stealth hunting.

After quickly correcting its position under the deep water, it locked on a small third-class warship on the edge of the fleet. With the carnival shouts of Seifel and a group of warlocks, the brave ghost ship roared from underwater and crashed into the ship just now. The side of the battleship after firing.

The razor-sharp, incomparably tough source ram easily pierced into the hull of the Gilneas battleship, and was knocked over by the Naglfar's pseudo-sea charge.

At the same time, the Sister of Mercy, which was full of goblin cannons, also rushed out of the fog.

In the shout of the old man pirate ghost captain waving his rusted sword, the black gunboat that looked like a hedgehog slyly sailed into the center of the two battleships.

It fires on both sides simultaneously.

The firepower far exceeding its tonnage is like a perfect "double assassination" by a deadly assassin in the sailing bombardment of the Sister of Mercy.

The cannons on both sides, large and small, roared one after another, producing smoke that covered the sky and almost choked people. The density of the white smoke could almost be used as a smoke bomb.

This round of perfectly timed assassination and shelling blasted the decks, hulls, poops, and masts of two battleships of the same tonnage to the point of being riddled with holes, and all the sailors on them were wiped out.

The sea titans, who had already killed the three brothers, swarmed up in fury. They brutally tore the two severely damaged warships apart on the sea with the anchors and chains in their hands.

This cruel scene was in stark contrast to Dai Lin commanding several of his warships to mercilessly slaughter the pirates in the rear sea area.

The two sides are racing against time to carry out the "swapping" operation.

It's like two competitive masters gave up the head-on attack, and turned to a free-handed competition for "demolition speed", the fight is to see who is more fierce, ruthless and ruthless.

"boom"

The roar of double-barreled shotguns rang out on the deck of the red Gilneas second flagship "Greymane". Darius, the northern lord who had just killed the second sea titan, glanced at the bullet marks on the hatchet, and then looked at it again. Look at the twisted pointed bullets under your feet.

Finally he turned to look to the side.

There was a female elf wearing black armor and holding a dark war bow and pulled the bowstring towards him. The sharp arrow aimed at him shone with black magic power, and the stimulated legendary warrior's scalp felt numb.

What's worse, the veterans of the Gray Wolf Brigade who charged with him were being killed one after another at a terrifying speed.

It was as if an invisible ghost was scurrying across the deck.

No matter how elite soldiers faced him, they would be stabbed with a knife. Darius couldn't detect the guy's aura at all, but the continuous vibrations like when a tree fell made the legendary warrior pay attention.

I was being targeted.

These pirates used the "intimidation" tactics Dai Lin used against them on themselves!

Once he was defeated, the morale of the vanguard fleet, which was under the dual ravages of the sea titan and the ghost ship, would definitely collapse immediately, and Dai Lin's side would also have to retreat.

How crafty.

But the prerequisite for the success of their tactics is that they must be defeated!

Although he was shocked by the alien demigod just now, the pale northern lord will not just admit defeat!

"You really think you can beat a man in Gilneas so easily?"

At the moment when Windrunner's mother's mourning arrow was shot, the northern lord burst into anger, threw an ax and collided with the dark arrow, and then a mighty heroic leap hit the deck in front of Windrunner.

He swung his rage-wrapped ax forward for a death blow.

But the light-footed Windrunner mother easily dodged it with a back jump, and the Dark Ranger shot three arrows forward like a rapid-fire machine gun while floating in the air.

The northern lord picked up a blood-stained shield to block two arrows, and the third arrow pierced the shield and pierced Darius' chest. A small crack was drilled into the strong lord's armor, and the lord grinned in pain.

But the thick anger in his whole body suppressed the toxin of the black arrow and could not erupt, as if he was completely unaffected, he picked up the hatchet and chased after the light-moving elf.

"click"

With a crisp sound, the lord stepped on a hunting trap, and a large swath of frost erupted, which slowed down his charging speed.

The mother of Windrunner, who was wearing a full-face visor, grinned. When she landed, she reached out and touched the ground. The legendary power "mourning" erupted, and all the corpses within 30 yards around her were summoned by the dark power. Standing up unsteadily.

As a dark ranger, Mother Windrunner no longer needs a battle pet.

As long as there are dead people around her, this strange power inherited from the power of death will allow her to have a steady stream of death servants. These guys are not considered powerful, but they are more than enough to be used as cannon fodder to shoot deadly arrows for rangers.

At the moment when he stepped on the frost trap and the lord who was greatly decelerated was surrounded by a group of corpses, General Liresa took out an elf magic arrow from the quiver on his back, put it on the bowstring and pulled it away, and began to quietly accumulate power.

She is dead.

The blood in the body is no longer flowing.

Hemet's hunting snake oil is useless to her, so the sniper arrows can only count down step by step.

But Bu Laike can ignore time to charge up. At the moment Lord Darius was trapped, Bu Laike, who cleared out the surrounding Gray Wolf Brigade veterans, pulled out his longbow backhand while hiding.

He raised his head and poured down a mouthful of hunting snake oil.

Adding the hunter's mark, he drew two arrows with his left hand, one was wound up, the other was held in the palm of his hand, and his body was straight.

Aim and shoot!

"Whizzing"

Two void spikes shining with shadow and arcane light turned into starbursts one after the other. The first shot pierced the shoulder armor of Darius, and the burst of magic power shattered the entire shoulder armor shaped like a lion.

A second void spike followed.

In the scream of the northern lord, the two-hit kill feature of the spirit string bow was activated, and the 50% extra damage caused the lord's left shoulder to be completely shattered by the arrow.

This is a terrible injury that cannot be healed by relying on human self-healing power.

If the lord is not a legendary warrior who has been tempered and tempered, the two consecutive sniper arrows of Bu Laike are enough to tear his body apart. While the lord fell down in pain, the third arrow of the windrunner mother also pierced.

The elf's arrow crossed the projectile trajectory, and pierced the Lord's left chest with a puff from top to bottom, piercing the armor, bone and flesh, and nailing him to the frost-covered deck.

The arrow could have pierced his chest and ripped out his heart. It wasn't that Windrunner's mother missed it, nor did she feel pity.

It was Bo Laike who gestured and asked her to do so.

"I'm sorry to trouble you, mentor."

Bo Laike emerged from the shadows and handed the battered undead pirate flag flying on the Naglfar to Mama Windrunner, who nodded and threw the shackles at the red flagship's mainmast, He jumped up lightly.

The northern lord lying on the ground knew what the two pirates were up to.

But he was powerless to stop it.

He could only watch helplessly as the black-armored elf drew his elven sword from his waist, chopped off the Gilneas flag and the fleet flag hanging from the flagship, and hung the pirate flag on the main mast with chains.

"Is it hard to beat a man in Gilneas?"

Bu Laike came over, squatted beside Lord Darius, "looked" into his eyes, the stinky pirate said coldly:

"I don't feel it, maybe you Gilneas can only win the war under the leadership of foreigners. Why are you staring? Am I wrong?

The orc war was won by Lothar with you.

If Dai Lin didn't intervene in this naval battle you provoked, your fleet would have been finished long ago! "

"Pooh!"

The northern lord spat at the pirate, and the legendary warrior used his anger. The saliva had the impact, and the magic shield in front of Bo Laike activated, blocking it.

"Is it disgusting, you! You have no sense of public morality at all! Your boat has already belonged to me, do you know? This is my boat! I am very hygienic.

People like you are masts in my fleet, bastard! "

The pirate punched the lord on the shoulder wound, and the lord turned pale from the pain.

He said:

"But it doesn't matter, my prisoner, I have time to 'tune' you slowly.

You are a very good fighter, but you are not good enough, just like Gilneas already has the potential to become a great power, you just need a little more 'core strength'.

In response to your unsolicited war, I will soon give you back your missing power.

Gene will surely thank me.

You will all thank me.

But now, as the last step in Dailin's most classic 'intimidation' tactic, I need you to lose face, Your Excellency. Rest assured, after your morale collapses and your fleet falls apart, I will definitely 'compensate' you. "

The smelly pirate stood up, rubbed his aching head, and shouted to a group of warlocks who were climbing up the deck:

"Hang him up to the mast! Let everyone see the fate of the loser! Inform Dai Lin and let him go! If he dares to continue to hurt my ship, I will send Darius' head to him!

asshole!

Tell him to go back to his Kul Tiras and show off.

From now on in this sea area, I have the final say! "

(end of this chapter)