Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 72 71. The Wrath of the King of the Sea (Part 2)

"Dailen is here!!!"

When the Wang Quan appeared on the sea like a black monster with full sails, carrying the battle flag of Kul Tiras and Dai Lin's royal flag, the entire orc fleet panicked.

Even Gul'dan, who was full of confidence, did not expect this episode to appear.

Hearing the news, the great warlock who walked out of the cabin had a gloomy expression. He glanced at Wang Quan, which was "charging" towards them on the sea in the distance.

That huge mountain-like battleship will break through the tide and advance at an abnormally fast speed.

"Don't be afraid! Don't be afraid! He has only one boat!"

A warlock behind Gul'dan shouted as if to cheer up his panicked people:

"We have seven! We have a numerical advantage! All we have is."

As soon as the words fell, Wang Quan, which was close to the orc fleet and was nearly a thousand meters away, moved across the sea with an agility that did not match its huge size.

While drawing a huge splash, the hull of the ship was almost slanted, while the battleship was completely walking with the orc fleet, and then...

"boom"

It fires.

The 90 naval guns facing the orcs opened fire at the same time, and the smoke from the gunpowder instantly converged into a smoke screen on the sea, those Kul Tiras lunatics!

They don't even do calibrated shots!

The first battle is a salvo of naval guns!

but.

"Boom"

In the next second, a louder explosion almost shattered the entire sea surface. Two ships on the side of the orc fleet were shrouded in that round of barrage, and the hit rate of the 90 shells reached an astonishing 80% or more.

In just a split second, an orc battleship burst into flames and exploded from below the deck.

Amidst the roar, the center of the hull exploded, and countless green skins howled and were sent into the sea, causing the waves to reverberate endlessly.

"very nice."

On the deck of the Wang Quan at sea, Dai Lin put down her binoculars and said to the great knight Cyrus beside her with a blank expression:

"The green skins are so caring. When the battle started, they still maintained such a tight sailing formation."

"This is normal, Your Majesty. They probably feel that they have a numerical advantage."

The great knight Cyrus wearing a horned helmet said in a low tone, with disdain and sarcasm:

"After all, they have seven ships."

Dailin Proudmoore watched a ship of the orcs catch fire and explode with a gratified gaze. The hull broke and sank into the sea. The group of greenskins probably piled gunpowder together indiscriminately.

Unfortunately, the arsenal was ignited by shells.

He looked at the remaining six ships with a critical look.

They are tattered.

Like a floating coffin of the worst kind of wood, barely made into a battleship.

But the imitation is pretty poor.

Probably in order to deceive this group of ignorant greenskins, the dealer who sold them the ship pretended to equip each "battleship" with an underwater ram for shock operations.

But the problem is that the positions of those collision angles are obviously random.

That is to say, they don't know how to deceive orcs.

From Dai Lin's professional perspective, if you really want to use such broken ships to carry out shock operations, I'm afraid that these broken ships will fall apart before they hit the enemy ships.

"That's also called a ship?"

The admiral stroked his beard, shook his head and said:

"The group of goblins tricked the greenskins and sold them a pile of rotten wood at the price of a battleship. I originally planned to destroy the trading towns established by a few goblins on the South China Sea route after the war.

For now, forget it.

Those profit-seeking goblins are not so much helping the greenskins build ships as they are harming them.

Cyrus, remember this for me. After the war, let our Mr. Farrewell take his fleet of "little yachts" to visit Booty Bay and Steamwheedle Harbor.

I don't care how much the goblin plutocrats make from the greenskins,

They must hand over at least one-third to the Kul Tiras navy as a punishment for collaborating with the enemy, otherwise, they will be punished as piracy! "

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The great knight Cyrus nodded.

In the next moment, the course of Wang Quan on the sea changed again flexibly. With the help of the tide sage, this sea behemoth was inconceivably flexible on the battlefield.

As for its opponent, the tide sage summoned the power of the sea, and was trapped in the chaotic ocean current. The two orc ships lost control almost immediately and broke away from the large fleet.

As a result, it was bombarded by another round of shelling by the Wang Quan, which was turned around, and one ship was dried up.

Less than ten minutes into the battle, the orcs had lost two ships, and Dai Lin seemed to have lost interest in this kind of massacre. The admiral made a gesture at the front of the deck.

The soldiers behind him immediately raised the semaphore. Amidst the cheers of the sailors of the entire battleship, the giant sea monster adjusted its direction slightly, then accelerated and rammed towards the remaining five orc ships.

This is an assault tactic!

The Kul Tiras navies prefer to call it "Sea Charge".

"Boom"

Under the stunned gaze of the rest of the orcs, the sea Wang Quan, which was twice the size of their wrecked ship, rammed fiercely against the side of an orc ship.

It didn't even stop on impact!

Driven by the sea tide and sea wind, this black monster full of kinetic energy, with its sharp and strong underwater ram as the vanguard, is like a sword, ruthlessly piercing into the center of the orc ship.

Amidst the loud and ear-piercing roar, it "crushed" the unlucky ship and rushed over.

It was torn in two from the center, and the sailors of Kul Tiras, with sailor knives in their mouths, jumped out to the sides in a jumping tactic.

Like a pack of predatory wolves, they rushed into the group of panicked orcs with vengeance, like cutting wheat, cutting off one layer at a time.

What's even more frightening is that after savagely crashing into a ship, the offshore Wang Quan completed a 180° turn at a distance of less than 500 meters.

And it locked on an out-of-control orc ship that was driven by chaotic ocean currents.

In front of its bow, above the figure of the ship's anchor, there is even a scarlet flag.

That flag has only one meaning at sea.

No life left!

shoot to kill!

Dai Lin was standing right in front of the deck, with his left hand on the command knife, looking indifferently at the approaching orc ship, and condescendingly watching the panicked and desperate expressions of the green skins.

He admired that look.

That made his broken heart feel a little comforted.

"Drake, my son, watch me in the endless storm and tide, I will avenge you, I will kill all greenskins for you!

To punish them for taking you from me. I will forgive them when the last greenskin dies before me.

my son.

Forgive your incompetent father. "

Dai Lin's fingers holding the command saber were clenched tightly, even with veins. This legendary warrior looked at the endless blue sky above his head while the front of his battleship crashed into another orc ship.

He said in his heart:

"This is what I can do for you, the last thing I will not allow this world to take away any of my family members, I will protect them as resolutely as revenge for you.

In the name of House Proudmoore, I swear! "

In the midst of the waves, Dai Lin's clenched fingers loosened, and in a corner where no one saw, some old Nautilus pendants fell from the admiral's hands into the sea of ​​gunpowder smoke and death.

"Drake, this battle is my last willful revenge as a father. On the mainland, there are countless people in three countries waiting for me to save.

There are countless green skins waiting for me to hunt.

Rest in peace my son. "

In the next second, the admiral opened his eyes.

There was no trace of weakness in the blue eyes of the Proudmoore family, replaced by frightening indifference, and red flames of anger ignited on the admiral's body.

With a roar, he jumped up from the deck and landed on the deck of the broken orc ship. When he landed, he knocked down a group of orcs around him.

As the waist knife was unsheathed and the cold light flickered, the five orcs in front of them lost their heads in unison.

"Come on! Greenskin."

Dai Lin shook off the blood from the sharp blade in his hand. He hooked his fingers to the desperate orc warlock in front of him, and said indifferently:

"On the sea, come and challenge me."

"what!"

The orc warlock looked like a human being. The moment he was provoked, he let out a roar, grabbed the two retreating warriors around him and threw them towards Dai Lin.

He himself charged.

But after taking two steps, he made a sudden turn, and under the admiral's astonished gaze, he plunged headlong towards the broken side of the ship.

He ran away.

It's really in line with the Warlock's style.

"coward!"

Dai Lin shook her head, and didn't even waste time looking at the fleeing warlock. There were so many green skins here, it was enough for him to vent the pain accumulated in his heart.

"plop"

The orc warlock on the ship fell into the icy sea, his red eyes closed several times in the water, and he cast a warlock spell on himself before falling.

Endless breathing.

Allows him to last longer in the water.

Warlocks are cunning.

He didn't surface immediately, but used his unskilled swimming skills to rush to the bottom of the sea. On the surface of the sea, the sailors of Kul Tiras were using muskets to harvest the life of the orcs that fell into the water.

It was like a brutal shooting practice.

But the admiral has ordered them not to leave any survivors, and the sailors are also willing to use this method to avenge their comrades who died in battle. If they surface at this time, they will definitely be beaten into a hornet's nest by countless bullets.

Cunning warlocks don't do that.

He kept fleeing to the bottom of the sea, and when he crossed an invisible line, the high-ranking warlock of the Shadow Council suddenly noticed shadow fluctuations.

But before he could throw out the brimstone and fire, a sharp iron coil was thrown from behind, like a noose, cutting into the flesh and blood of his neck.

Bo Laike emerges from the shadows underwater.

He behaved no differently than on land.

No, he is even more flexible and powerful than when hunting on land. After all, he has a pirate class and the talent of "Old Sea Dog".

This made his combat power not only not decrease in the water, but also increased a little.

"Well"

The warlock struggled wildly, and Bo Laike stepped on his back, pulling the iron coil with both hands, and when the warlock was about to summon the demon, he punched the orc on the back of the head.

In the water, even the Kul Tirans' racial talent, the Fist of the Tide, became even more powerful.

With one punch, the orc was dizzy.

The throat is damaged, and it is impossible to cast magic. Although the brimstone and fire do not need to be chanted, in this cold sea water, even the power of the magic flame is too weakened.

Ten seconds later, the high-level warlock swallowed his last breath unwillingly, and there was a cunning and cruel soul in Bu Laike's soul lamp.

He and Garona had been carrying out such a hunt for a full twenty minutes, but the Mist Warriors on the Naglfar remained silent.

Even if there are so many souls right in front of them, as servants of the Queen of Hell, they still won't take the initiative to hunt and kill them.

It was as kind and generous as allowing the orcs to return alive to the world of the living.

"Ok?"

Bu Laike was swimming under the sea, looking for the next victim, when he suddenly saw a flash of light in the sand under his feet.

He knelt down and took the thing in his hand.

Finding out that it was an exquisite nautilus pendant or a magic pendant, he opened it and saw a group photo of Dai Lin's family on it, as well as the sunny and handsome him who used to be.

Bu Laike shook his head, and put the nautilus pendant in his arms with a complex expression.

At the moment of escaping into the shadows, he glanced at the character card.

He saw the name of the pendant.

It's called Dai Lin's Miss.

(end of this chapter)