Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 881

"A lot of dwarves!"

At the entrance of the Molten Core, Little Xingxing cast an Eagle Eye spell on herself, looking forward, she quickly exclaimed. The black iron soldiers lined up outside this large underground cave almost blocked all the way out.

The black iron drilling machine they left here before was also destroyed, and it seems that there was a fierce battle, which should have been caused by snatching the drilling machine when Kael'thas and the old Lich left.

Two orcs and a group of shaman apprentices had established a makeshift line of defense, and Rocks' ax was covered in blood, while a dozen or so instances of the Dark Iron Royal Guard had been dropped in front of the formation.

"Your friend betrayed us!"

Seeing Bo Laike approaching, the old orc with a tomahawk said very dissatisfied:

"They took the two rigs that were intact and left us with the damaged one.

Teleportation is blocked, and now we can't get out. The Black Iron Emperor is furious at losing his master, these bastards are addicted to being slaves.

They want to avenge their master.

And we are the target of their anger. "

"Don't use words like betrayal. I believe they also wanted to leave us with an escape route, but they left too early."

The pirate wearing the Luna battle armor waved his hands, and said in a low voice:

"And as a group of warriors who defeated the Lord of Fire, we don't need others to escort us, we can solve the trouble ourselves.

Are you really getting old?

Rocks, even a bunch of Dark Iron Dwarves can scare you.

Look, their trembling bodies are more frightened than yours. "

Facing the ridicule of the stinky pirate, the old orc sneered and said:

"I don't think the dwarves trembled because of fear, for looking at their eyes would make them spit fire.

I'm not afraid, I can easily leave by myself, but this is Blackstone Mountain, we orcs have no tradition of injuring guests, let alone abandoning our comrades-in-arms. "

After speaking, the old orc held his battle axe and looked back at the smelly pirate's new clothes.

There was a hint of surprise in his eyes, and he said:

"The armor is very handsome, pirate, is this a powerful thing? Or is it a scary looking thing?"

"You'll find out soon."

Bo Laike let out a wicked laugh and waved back again.

Facing the siege of thousands of black iron warriors, Fenna, who was eager to try, took off the silver giant blade Ashbringer on her back, and Sienni and Little Xingxing were also ready to cast spells.

These dark iron dwarves really know how to choose places.

Such a narrow area does not allow them to transform into dragons at all, and can only fight in mortal form.

This preparation made the old orc nodded, and he understood the pirate's plan, so he said:

"They won't give up their pursuit. They rushed out from here and entered the Darkforge City. We're going back to Blackrock Spire. How about you?"

"Let's go down and escape in two teams, which can reduce the pressure on each other a lot."

Bu Laike says:

"I won't be a guest at Blackrock Spire, tell Red for me, continue to work according to the plan, manage your subordinates well, and don't make any more trouble."

"it is good."

The old orc responded.

He gestured to the shamans behind him, meaning that he would break through the enemy line as a forward, so that the shamans were ready to follow him quickly.

As soon as this order was issued, all the shamans took off the round shields behind them in unison, and held the warhammer or battle ax in the other hand. Under the watchful eyes of the pirates, one after another, the earth shields were imposed on the shamans. body.

This made them look not like a group of spellcasters at all, but rather like a group of warriors preparing to charge.

This is the wonderful thing about the shaman profession.

They are not the most powerful spellcasters, and their spells are not necessarily very subtle compared to magic, but they are the best at melee combat among all spellcasters, and they have the strongest spellcasting ability in all melee combat.

When necessary, a shaman can take the big totem and switch to a weapon on the spot, and in the ancient tradition of the orcs, a well-trained shaman is definitely better than ordinary fighters in melee combat.

It is true that the folk customs are sturdy.

"I'll open the way, you follow, guests."

Rocks looked at the thousands of heavily armed Black Iron Warriors in front of him and the angry and cunning Black Iron Emperor Thaurissan sitting behind them.

He moved his body, stirred up his anger.

A streak of blood-red light covered the old orc's body. He raised the cracked, shattered burning battle ax in his hand, and was ready to charge.

As Bo Laike had predicted, the valiant orc legendary warriors paid little heed to the angry Dark Iron dwarves.

It is said that no matter how fierce a group of dwarves whose height is less than the waist of an orc, there is not much deterrence left for the orc's senses.

But before Rocks was about to charge, he was stopped by Laike.

The pirate drew the burning salameni from his waist and said:

"I'll take the lead, you assist me."

"You? An assassin? Assaulting the army formation of thousands of people head-on?"

Boo Rocks with the tomahawk blinked and said:

"I don't deny your combat effectiveness, but you shouldn't be doing this kind of work. Could it be that you are still a sword master under the cover of pirate aura?"

"Well, I'm much stronger than the Juggernaut. Keep your eyes open, you orc with poor intelligence."

The pirate laughed.

Fenner, who was full of fighting spirit, took a step forward and stood on his left. Bu Rocks shrugged and stood on his right with a battle ax in hand. The support of the two legendary fighters gave Laike a sense of security.

He let out a sigh of relief, stretched out his hand to straighten his owl helmet, and in the next moment it flickered to activate, and the whole person rushed two steps forward, crossing the entrance cave of the Molten Core like a ghost.

"bang bang bang"

At this moment, sparks exploded, and the first wave of black iron sharpshooters with sniper rifles attacked, hitting Bu Laike's armor with sparks flying everywhere.

He can dodge.

But it's not necessary.

After finally wearing the plate armor, he also wanted to experience the powerful charge of the "iron can".

The result was gratifying. None of the sniper bullets fired pierced the armor, and they didn't even leave scratches.

This caused the pirate to grin under his helmet, and waved Salamani in his hand, recalling Maiev's heroic posture in the battle in Ny'alotha in his mind, and then another shot of the black iron dragoons who fell into the front and charged in front.

The body rotates gracefully.

"boom"

Dozens of silver streamers descended from the sky, and the scorching moonfire turned into a Luna Strike as Bu Laike spun, knocking down all the dwarves around him with one blow.

These moonfire spells are not fatal to these elite dwarves.

But the scorching moonlight that fell from the sky hit their foreheads like a blow from a warhammer, causing them to roll their eyes and fall to the ground one by one, and some of them were even ignited and smoke came out.

However, this is just the beginning.

Salamaini, strengthened by pure flame, danced a bright arc of light in the air, tearing and knocking down the dwarf in front of him in the 270-degree swirling massacre swung by the pirate.

The flames ignited, and the blades flew.

The brutal special effect of the Ripper caused several unlucky guys to have their arms and bodies separated the moment they were hit, and the energy feedback absorbed by the Predator made Bo Laike not feel the power consumption of swinging the sword at all.

It's as refreshing as sipping a cold beer on a hot day.

But even so comfortable, the pirate did not forget his mission, he wanted to open a way for the people behind to escape.

As a result, with a successful blow, Laike flashed forward again without a pause, and rotated again when he landed, another wave of luna strikes with exaggerated special effects.

It's like having a small Luna railgun cooperating with him all the time.

"Come on!"

Fenna also rushed out of the Molten Heart following in the footsteps of Bu Laike. She carried the Ashbringer with great fighting spirit. As a warrior who regards recklessness as courage, Braike's performance today made her very satisfied.

Yeah!

A real man should just face it, hiding in the shadows and making a sneak attack is too wretched!

I finally managed to train this stinky brother.

Look at how heroic he is now, this is all his own contribution!

With this thought in mind, Fenner leaped heroically into the black iron formation that had been torn apart by the pirates, swung the giant blade burning with holy light and made a deadly cleave to the flanks, widening the escape channel.

She felt that the road ahead was about to close, so she stepped on a thunderbolt, knocking back the surrounding soldiers, and then rushed forward with the sword upside down, and after a short period of power accumulation, she roared and swung a terrifying smash forward the city.

"what!"

Amidst the horrified screams of the black iron dwarves, the first row of dwarves who collided with Fenner's saber were almost smashed to pieces by the brute force of breaking through the city. Dai Lin's own sea tide secret technique bloomed even more brutal effects in Fenner's hands.

It was like a wave of anger slamming forward, breaking through the four-layered dwarf wall before it could barely stop, and the funny gestures of those little people being knocked into the air and dancing made Fenna laugh out loud. .

This is joy, but also ridicule.

"Not bad, little girl, this knife is already seven times as powerful as when Dai Lin was angry."

Bu Rocks rushed up with a tomahawk and wandered around the battlefield leisurely. When he encountered anyone who dared to block his way, he would hit him with the axe. Taking advantage of the height difference between the orcs and the dwarves, it would definitely end in a headshot.

The old orc's combat method was not as fancy as Fenner's at all, but his killing efficiency and power use efficiency were far higher than that of the stupid fighter.

If you don't do it, it's enough, and if you do it, it will be a blow to death.

The tactics of charging + beheading are the standard configuration of all orc legends, and it is the talent of the Saurfang family to be able to launch beheading strikes anytime and anywhere without the support of anger.

The profession of reckless warrior was really understood by this group of green skins.

"No, don't use that!"

Seeing that Fenner was about to use the Citybreaker to break through the dwarves' line, the orc warrior immediately reminded:

"The city breaker tactic is not used at this time. Didn't Dai Lin teach you? This tactic is specially used to deal with those difficult enemies. It is more useful in duels.

Now this situation should choose more lethal and deterrent tactics. "

"Don't babble!"

Fenna with red eyes turned her head and shouted:

"I'm not your student! What you said is so clear, why don't you show me a show?"

"OK."

The old orc laughed and grabbed the tomahawk.

He randomly chose a dwarf as a target, started charging like lightning, and slammed into the dwarf like a battering ram, sending the unlucky guy flying out with a sharp howl and falling into the lava lake below the Bridge of Molten Fire.

Bu Rocks swung his battle ax on the spot with the kinetic energy of the charge, and the storm turned into a sharp blade involved the surrounding dwarves who couldn't dodge it, causing blood and flesh to splatter for a while.

The most outrageous thing is that this orc rushed forward while "windmilling", and wherever he went along the way, there was a majesty of rage that shredded the world.

Six seconds later, Bo Rocks stopped the strangle spin.

Leaning on his broken battle axe, standing among the broken arms of corpses on the ground, the surrounding dwarves were frightened by him and retreated again and again, leaving a large space.

The old orc was still beating his back very dramatically, as if lamenting the ruthlessness of time.

He raised his head, glanced at Fenner, and shrugged.

The meaning is very clear.

Have you lost your studies?

Of course Fenner has learned it, isn't this the advancement of the warrior skill Whirlwind?

But the duration is 100 million points longer, the destructive power is 100 million points stronger, and the deterrent effect on the enemy's mind has been doubled several times.

What's up!

This orc is a showman!

Bah, shameless.

With this disdainful thought in mind, Fenner carried the Ashbringer to meet again, almost repeating Bu Rocks' tactic, and immediately started whirlwind after hitting the dwarf.

But she only gained two seconds before being forced to stop due to the shield tactics of the dwarves.

The old orc shook his head.

Obviously, he was not satisfied with Fenner's performance.

"Hey, are you two bastards playing a 'guidance match'? Be careful and respect His Majesty Thaurissan's soldiers, okay? There are thousands of dwarves here who want to chop off our heads."

Bu Laike's yelling came from the front.

In the flash of the silver streamer that spun and spun to inspire Luna Strikes, the Stinky Pirate shouted:

"Stop playing, rush forward! Get through the army formation, and then retreat! How can you spend so much time here?"

Under his order, Fenner put away her desire to learn combat skills, and rushed forward together with Bu Rocks. The old shaman Drek'Thar was holding a strange totem in his hand.

Every time it hit the ground, a small surge of lightning would erupt, paralyzing the dwarves rushing around. Relying on the penetration of the three people in front, the shamans retreated very quickly.

This scene fell into the gaze of the Black Iron Emperor Thaurissan, making him furious.

But the emperor did not recklessly order the soldiers to charge regardless of life and death. Several generals under his command had been attracted by the orcs' movements in the scorching canyon before.

This will seriously lack advanced combat power, and it is difficult for ordinary soldiers to block this group of elites with flesh and blood.

The disappearance of Ragnaros really made the Black Iron Emperor feel empty and uncomfortable, but as a ruler, this accident also made the Black Iron Emperor feel secretly happy.

"The Supreme Emperor" is gone.

The ruling power of the Dark Iron Dwarves really fell into his hands.

Perhaps, he should thank these daring assassins?

"Your Majesty! It's not good."

Just as Emperor Thaurissan was wandering in the sky, his court servants ran over and yelled at His Majesty:

"The palace has been burglarized! A thief has sneaked into your bedroom and taken away...taken away."

"Stole what?"

The emperor kicked the panting bastard over, roared, and the servant knelt on the ground tremblingly and said:

"Anyone! The relic of the Black Iron, the invincible symbol of House Thaurissan! The Hammer has been stolen."

"Ah this!"

The frightened Emperor Thaurissan clasped the scepter in his hand for a moment.

He knew that today's enemy would be difficult to deal with, and the theft of the black treasure house had lingering fears in his heart, so he deliberately didn't bring the holy hammer with him, so as not to be snatched by the stinky pirates.

But I didn't expect that there would be thieves sneaking in to steal when the frontal battlefield was so fierce.

Damn it!

He fell for it.

(end of this chapter)