Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 643

The Wharton has reached its most critical moment.

After witnessing the tragic sinking of the Alpaca by Dai Lin's temporary ship, the Troll ship of the same model, which joined the fleet when Udora returned to Zandalar to deliver the treasure, started escape.

With its clumsy figure, it turned hard, trying to avoid Dai Lin's deadly charge.

Even the tattooed Marcie, the temporary captain of the ship, used the "forbidden art".

Marci asked the pirates on the ship to take out all the magic equipment on their bodies, exchange the elemental emblems for air coins, and urgently purchase the "downwind service" of the elemental merchant Al Abbas.

The element merchant's service is as good as ever, it calls for a strong wind in an instant, pushing the Wharton to a "speeding" state.

But it's a pity that this ship is facing Dai Lin, as well as the high-ranking Haixian who is beside the admiral.

While calling on the power of the sea to accelerate Dai Lin's ship, Brother Zelin also used some energy to call out the tide and sea wind to dispel the gale force state imposed by the elemental merchant on the Wharton.

This slowed down the speed of the Wharton, which had hoped to escape the attack of the Northern Lord, and made the hearts of a group of stinky pirates who had just breathed a sigh of relief instantly rise to their throats.

They could only watch the black flagship, like a fierce knight on the sea, rushing towards them with a deadly aura stepping on the tide.

At this moment, nothing can stop its charge, and the end of destruction seems to be doomed. The pirates on the deck have no choice but to pray to any existence they know.

Some crazy pirates even shouted for mercy from the Holy Light.

Tch, if the holy light can really manifest, I'm afraid I will be the first one to send down divine punishment and push these bastard pirates into the bottom of the sea to drown.

Fuslag's goblin gyroplane formation was also crazy at this moment. They took the remaining aerial bombs and hovered over the head of the Northern Lord charging at high speed like a swarm of bees at the fastest speed.

Keep throwing the bombs down.

But at this speed, it is almost impossible to hit the Lord of the North.

Even if there are one or two lucky hits, they will explode outside the battleship under the protection of the wind barrier triggered by the tide sage. Apart from killing some unlucky sailors, they will not affect the deadly charge of the Northern Lord at all.

Dai Lin laughed loudly, commanding her own ship to charge forward amidst the roar of the surrounding water column. The sea breeze blew the windbreaker on the admiral's body, making the king of the sea show an invincible posture.

"Desperate, howl, ask the sea for forgiveness, and die."

The admiral swung his commanding sword to make the ship hit faster.

At this moment, the entire sea surged and the waves rolled around, pushing Dai Lin's boat towards the off-string arrow, and hitting the Wharton like a heavy hammer.

His piercing shout echoed in the sea breeze, representing the admiral's judgment on the stinky pirates whose souls were about to be frightened!

"It's over, it's hopeless."

On the poop of the Wharton, the temporary first mate of the temporary captain Marci, the old sea dog "Silver Moon" Harry, who was wearing a very unscrupulous elven monk robe, dropped the musket in his hand in despair.

He yelled and turned around and hugged his wife Olanya, who was holding a dwarf musket beside him, with a nervous face, and began to pull Olanya's clothes in full view.

His wife doesn't wear that ridiculous Quel'dorei mask anymore, and just shows off her appearance openly, but on Olanya's neck, there is a ruby-colored magic ball hanging.

It was embellished with gold and silver as a beautiful pendant by her very precious.

This is the key to her and Yinyue Harry's happy married life now.

"Quick! Use the orb, let's be happy again before we die."

Desperate Pirates This is going a little nuts.

He yelled at his wife, and Olanya pushed him away and cursed:

"You're crazy! I just used it last night, and it's still charging, forcefully activating the elf transformation that lasts up to three minutes."

"Three minutes is enough."

Yinyue Harry turned his head and glanced at the Northern Lord that was getting closer. He held his head in despair and said:

"If you speed up, three minutes is enough for two times."

"Tch, a man who looks pathetic in every way."

This destructive dialogue made the tattooed girl Marci next to her wearing a captain's uniform feel contemptuous. This wild girl who was raised by North Sea pirates was also very scared.

She knew that her ship could not be Dai Lin's opponent, and she would die under the sharp knife of the admiral who made countless pirates fearful today.

But at this moment, Marci mustered up her courage.

She pushed her captain's hat up, pulled out the flagon at her waist and took a big gulp, then dropped the bottle at her feet, and pulled out the sailor's knife at her waist with a swish.

She brandished her sharp blade and shouted to the group of pirates of all races running around in despair on the deck below:

"Don't be ashamed! Fighting is inevitable, even if you are going to die, be decent, bastards! Raise the blood flag for me! We have killed enough today.

We have defeated the Gilneans!

We fight the king of the sea, and we are honored to be defeated!

In the future, our legend will be spread in the sea!

Every new sailor who steps into the sea will grow up listening to our stories, and every child eager for adventure will regard us as idols!

Raise the blood flag!

fighting!

Fight until the last moment! Let Dai Lin see the courage of our North Sea lunatics! "

Despair can breed fear, but it can also inspire bloody courage in the last fight.

Under Marci's scolding, a group of the most determined old seals jumped up with red eyes.

A bare-chested orc pirate grabbed the bloody flag representing "Fight to the End" and with a knife in his mouth, he quickly climbed onto the mast and stuck the flag on the top of the mast.

In the sea breeze, the blood-red battle flag fluttered, and Dai Lin's eyes widened when he saw it. He was a Kul Tiran, and he knew what the flag represented.

But then, the admiral sneered.

Putting his hand on the hilt of his sword, he said:

"Not bad, it's a bit of courage to dare to raise the blood flag in front of me. But they must know the meaning of the blood flag, and they are ready to bear the result of provoking me.

Left string fire ready!

Cyrus, hoist the banner of blood, and load the muskets!

The Marine Corps is ready to jump gang!

The pirates on that ship seem to be brave and tough, which suits my taste, so.

Not one left! "

"kuang"

More than ten seconds later, the Northern Lord, which rushed over viciously, slammed into the hull of the Wharton. Amidst the violent vibration and the tearing sound that made people's teeth tear, the big ship made a dangerous arc, and it was difficult to survive. It was difficult to turn back.

It's like a broken tumbler.

In the nearly zero-range bombardment, the deck of the Wharton was full of mourning. The mainmast was hit by two shells and smashed on the railing of the poop with a rumbling sound.

In the smoke of the flames, the great knight Cyrus himself jumped onto the deck with the Gilneas marines, facing the desperate red-eyed pirates.

"Dai Lin! Come on, kill me!"

Interim Captain Marci was hit on the head during the impact.

Her face was covered with blood, and she staggered forward with a sailor knife to provoke Dai Lin who had just boarded the deck.

The admiral showed a cold smile, and casually pulled out the commanding sword at his waist, without needing anyone to protect him, he just strode towards Marci.

This female pirate is okay, but the tattoos on her body are in bad taste.

I hope she can improve her aesthetic level in her next life.

A few pirates nearby tried to sneak attack, but they were chopped down by Dai Lin one by one. Marci rushed over screaming, but Dai Lin dodged the blade, kicked her in the waist, and flew backwards screaming.

"click"

Dai Lin pulled out the musket from his waist, and the trigger of the fine-crafted pistol that Gene gave him was pulled, and Dai Lin pointed at Marci who was clutching her stomach and trying to get up.

He said:

"The tide will forgive you, poor pirate."

With his finger on the trigger, Marci closed her eyes in despair amidst the tragic atmosphere of the burning deck.

"Enough! Stop!"

A sharp scolding sounded from the half-destroyed poop, Dai Lin froze for a moment, then looked back to her side.

Wearing armor and a battle helmet, Finna Gold Sword is holding a wheel-like elven shield, grabbing a blood-stained handaxe, and jumping off the saddle of the loyal Hippogryph Sky.

In the background of the burning deck, Fenner looked at the scene in front of her, and finally had a new understanding of the destructive power of her "father" on the sea.

If the magic fleet of Quel'Thalas were to challenge the Gilnean fleet commanded by Dai Lin today, the result would not be much better.

The man in front of him was dangerous enough on land.

But when he returned to the sea, when he returned to his Armada, he was as dangerous as a world destroyer.

"Stop! Get out! Take all your ships and get out of this sea!"

Fenner raised the bloody hatchet in her hand.

That thing made Dai Lin's eyes tighten.

He looked back to the edge of the battle zone. As far as he could see, the red flagship Greymane, where Darius C Luo Lei was supposed to be stationed, had already hung a flag of undead pirates on the top of the mainmast.

And on the mast hung a man of familiar stature by chains.

The morale of the Gilneas fleet had already collapsed visible to the naked eye, and Dai Lin could see that under the dual ravages of sea titans and ghost ships, the remaining six warships were hurriedly trying to escape from the battlefield.

Northern Lord Darius C Luo Lei, the supreme commander of the Gilnean army, was captured alive by pirates!

"You are the king of Kul Tiras, and the death of the chief of the Gilneas army because of you will cause a terrible diplomatic incident that will turn the rivalry between Gilneas and Kul Tiras into hatred.

Gene won't forgive you either, Dailin. "

Fenner shouted:

"Relinquish command of the Gilneas fleet immediately! Cease the war immediately and take these frightened Gilnean idiots out of our waters!

Go back to Keelport!

We will settle accounts with them later, but this has nothing to do with you! "

"I don't think Darius will accept this result!"

Dai Lin flicked the commanding sword in his hand, letting the blood drip from the blade. He glanced at Fenner, and there was no father's love for his daughter in his eyes. He said:

"I know him well, he would rather die at the hands of the pirates, and hope that I will take over his will and send you **** bastards to the bottom of the sea one by one.

I will use this undisputed victory, the complete destruction of the undead pirates, to see off my friend Darius C Luo Lei!

Also, Fenner, I can tolerate your nonsense, your hatred for me, and all your stupid behaviors! but i warn you one last time

If you use 'we' to call you and these pirates again, I will break your leg today!

You have the Proudmoore blood in your veins!

You can never stand with pirates, I won't allow it! "

"I don't see it that way."

Fenner strangled her neck and yelled:

"You stinky old man playing with authority, go and clean him up first, and then teach me a lesson!"

"Ha, it really is him, right?"

Dai Lin's eyes lit up.

And Fenner's expression was awkward at this moment, she yelled at Dai Lin in an extremely corrupt way:

"You, you, you! You are shameless! How dare you lie to me! I want it"

"Shut up, Fenner!"

Seeing Fenner lifting the shield, activating the special effect of the legendary weapon, and holding the battle ax of the northern lord, and about to rush to beat up Dai Lin, and staged a "father's kindness and daughter's filial piety", a long-overdue portal opened in Dai Lin's eyes. It is precisely opened next to Lin.

Having already put on the robe of the Elven Archmage and holding a torrent staff, Mrs. Golden Sword strode out from the portal with a frosty face. She looked at her daughter.

His eyes were full of anger.

"I usually spoil you too much! Put down your weapon! Come home with me immediately! For the next ten years, you are not allowed to go out! Give me a good reflection on what you have done during this time!"

"don't want!"

Fenna, a foolish soldier, saw her mother angry, and immediately froze.

She put down her hatchet and shield, and complained to her mother:

"I participated in the war against Deathwing and the Polluter, and I also protected Marshal Lothar. When I went to get weapons from Prince Kael'thas, His Royal Highness praised me as a hero of Quel'Thalas .

He also said that the Sun King would give me a title for my achievements.

I don't think I'm fooling around.

And before you left, you clearly promised that I would hold on to it, but you fooled around with your old lover on the first day you arrived in Laran, and you didn't consider my feelings at all! "

"Shut up!"

Mrs. Jin Jian, who was embarrassed by her daughter's backlash, could only grit her teeth and scold, thinking that this child is really a headache when she grows up. Is Fenna's rebellious period coming?

"I'm not going home, the world is so big, I haven't visited enough yet."

Fenner looked at the misery around, she said loudly:

"Get out!

The war is over, we won, let it be over.

Lord Darius can survive, Gilneas can preserve the dignity of the last, and you can boast of your deeds. "

"What do you think?"

Dai Lin turned her head to look at Mrs. Jin Jian, who sighed and said softly:

"Fenna, you come back with me. Your father and I came here this time to pick you up and leave. If the purpose is achieved, he will certainly be willing to end this battle."

"If you don't want to go back to Quel'Thalas, you can go to Kul Tiras with your mother. The scenery of the Tiragarde Strait is no worse than that of the Elven Kingdom."

Dai Lin inserted the command sword back into the scabbard, and whispered:

"You can also meet your younger brother and sister, you hate me, no problem, but they also want to meet a great sister.

If you feel that you grew up without my guidance, then maybe you should guide your sister and brother in the way you imagined, and be a role model in their hearts. "

"I"

Fenner still wanted to refuse, but seeing her mother's frosty face, she hesitated for a moment and said:

"You get out of the theater first, I... think about it."

After finishing speaking, Fenner took a few steps back, supported the unconscious Marci, got on the Hippogryph, and flew towards the Greymane.

Dai Lin watched her daughter leave.

He stood on the burning ship again, looking at the messy sea. In the smoke after the battle, his eyes finally fell on the red flagship of Gilneas flying the pirate flag.

"good."

The admiral took his lover's slender waist and kissed her lightly on the forehead. With a tone mixed with disdain, pride and contradiction, he said softly:

"But it's not as good as when I was younger, is it?"

(end of this chapter)