Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 91 1. The Wind of the South China Sea

The sun shines high on the sea, and the sea breeze is not noisy.

The ocean at the eye is like a gentle girl, making the sea surface shimmering like a mirror reflected in the sky.

A ship with full sails is rising and falling with the sea, breaking the waves and leaving a white waterline on the sea.

Just like the footprints of a traveler in the desert, it doesn't take too long to be completely wiped out.

This scene is refreshing to watch.

It's a pity that the ship was not so peaceful. There were loud orc shouts echoing. It was a group of black-toothed grinning orcs who had nowhere to vent their energy and were engaged in a "boxing match" on the deck.

The two bare-chested young orcs fought each other with their fists, and without protective gear, they just wrestled together from fist to flesh.

Next to it, a large group of orcs were cheering and shouting.

The old mage Meri Dongfeng watched this scene with great interest. He seemed to be different from other humans and did not regard these violent orcs as enemies.

Of course, it is also possible that this old mage is too strong.

In his eyes, these orcs were probably as threatening as unarmed children.

"In the past two days, you have been fine-tuning your course. According to the compass, you are now heading south. Aren't you going to Kul Tiras to find support?

According to your human charts, Kul Tiras is in the southeastern waters of the Broken Shore. "

On the upper level of the poop behind the deck, Reid Blackhand was holding a nautical chart with a grumpy face, and angrily shouted at Bu Laike who was holding the steering wheel:

"You're badly off course. Where the hell are you going?"

"Shut up."

The pirate replied impatiently.

The indifference and contempt in his tone made Red want to pick up his saber and give this guy a knife.

But Bo Laike really doesn't have time to argue with Red this time.

He is adjusting the course of the ship.

In his previous life, Bu Laike had been on a boat, but he had never been a captain.

At that time, there was no need for outdated gadgets such as rudder wheels and sails, and the power provided by the powerful engine was enough to allow the ship to go anywhere.

But not now.

What he controls is a sail warship of more than 1,000 tons.

The main driving force of this thing is wind.

The secondary driving force is ocean currents.

If the tidesages of Kul Tiras were here, he wouldn't have to worry about it. Those storm wizards could reverse the direction of the ocean currents and, like magic engines, take the ships wherever the captains wanted to go.

The bad news is that there is no such high-end "configuration" as a tidesage on this ship.

The good news is that Prince Drake was taken by Dai Lin to live on the ship since he was a child. That prince is the best sailor, and the memory he left behind is a treasure.

Master-level sailing skills also allowed Laike to avoid the embarrassment of not even being able to maneuver the boat.

At the same time, he can use the rudder wheel to adjust the direction of this very old battleship in a decent way, and the "Old Sea Dog" talent in the talent column is usually useless at all.

But this meeting has brought magical blessings to Bo Laike.

That powerful support talent allowed him to walk on a boat that was constantly ups and downs and vibrating on the water, without being affected by the swaying from side to side at all, and it was completely impossible for him to experience seasickness.

There is also no need to look for reference objects on the sea.

Only relying on instinctive feeling, he can calibrate the direction of the ship on the endless sea, and roughly perceive the current position of the ship.

And in his mind at this time, the entire map of Azeroth unfolded.

It's like the most accurate sea chart, perfectly coordinated with Laike's old sea dog talent and master navigation, making the ship move in the direction he intended.

A few minutes later, Laike breathed a sigh of relief, left the steering wheel like a steering wheel with both hands, took a step back, and said to Reid Blackhand next to him:

"Okay, the direction is adjusted, the ocean current that has merged into the maelstrom, and sailing in this direction with full sail. Well, let me do the math. After about a day, I will adjust the course to the south.

Driven by ocean currents, go further south. "

While speaking, Bu Laike stretched out his finger, licked it in his mouth, lifted it up again, put it into the air in front of him, and sensed the wind direction at this time. After a few seconds, he said to Laike:

"We were lucky.

The sea breeze should not change direction in the past few days. When the time comes, tilt the sails of the three ships to the northwest direction to get the sea breeze to propel them. Speed ​​should be above 10 knots. "

"Speak slowly!"

Reid Blackhand is a standard orc. Apart from muscle and slashing people, there is really not much room for wisdom in his mind.

Although he learned navigation skills in an unusual way, his level is obviously not as good as that of his younger brother Maim. This will be a lot of talk from Bu Laike, and suddenly he is a little confused.

While manipulating the steering wheel, he asked Boo Laike:

"You haven't told me, you navigator, where are you going to lead us?"

"You just need to know all the way south."

The pirate glanced at the chart on the table next to him, showed a disdainful expression, rolled up the thing, and threw it aside.

Say:

"You brought this chart from Stormwind City, right? It's already a ten-year-old version. It won't help you on this route, so you don't need to look at it."

"You are such a madman!"

Reid grabbed the steering wheel and cursed:

"You tell me not to trust the charts, but only you? My entire clan is on board! You said all the way to the south? Are you going to the South China Sea? There is nothing on this route!"

"No, just because it's not marked on the chart doesn't mean it has nothing."

Laike folded his arms and leaned against the box next to him, feeling the sea breeze blowing against his face.

He will be a little tired now, because Meili Dongfeng had previously imposed a legendary soul barrier, which made him feel like he was carrying a mountain on his back.

And just half a day ago, that soul barrier was touched several times.

It means that Hablon has discovered his betrayal, and the soul-inviting man may now take the Nagfar and travel at extreme speed under the sea to trouble him.

Bo Laike picked up a bottle of wine and poured some into his mouth.

Not really enjoying the feeling of drinking.

It’s just that there isn’t much fresh water available on this vast sea, and it has to be supplied to more than 300 orcs with big stomachs. On the sea roads of this era, sailors like to drink, in fact, they use wine instead of fresh water to quench their thirst .

He wiped his mouth and looked at Reid with a disgruntled expression.

The pirate rolled his eyes, took out the dwarven pipe again, and was about to light it when he remembered the Kul Tiras naval regulations.

In non-combat situations, open flames are strictly prohibited on board.

But he only hesitated for a few seconds before lighting the flame in the pipe. He is not Drake Proudmoore now, he is a pirate now.

Fuck it Navy Ordinances!

"We're not going to the South China Sea, we just need to enter the edge of the South China Sea. Don't even think about fighting, you'd better pray that we don't encounter a fight along the way."

Bo Laike smoked his tobacco, used the enjoyment to suppress the exhaustion in his soul, and spoke to Red.

"why?"

Although Black Hand was forced to cooperate with Bu Laike.

But as an orc, he just saw that humans were not pleasing to the eye, so he sneered back:

"Are you afraid that encountering a human warship will expose you as a hero of the alliance and mix with us green-skinned orcs, and your reputation will be ruined?"

"Is your mind full of thunder elephant shit?"

Bo Laike's counterattack was more pungent.

He used a vulgar expletive that could only be found in Dellano's world, making the now-young Blackhand Chief glare again.

Bu Laike's tone became more and more impatient, pointing to the lower deck, he said to the black hand in front of him:

"This is a standard fourth-class sailing battleship with a total length of 50 meters, two artillery decks, a displacement of 1,200 tons, a crew of 370, and 50 artillery pieces. It does not carry tide sages.

This thing is barely considered a capital ship in the fleets of other kingdoms, but in the configuration of the Kul Tiras fleet, it is a low-end product that has been almost eliminated.

In the eyes of Admiral Dai Lin, it is only suitable as the flagship of the civilian fleet.

I say I don't want to fight, not because I'm afraid.

But if we really encounter any of Dai Lin's main battleships at sea, you, a wrecked ship, won't even have a chance to escape when they launch bombardments! "

Pirates speak with data and facts.

A series of rebuttals intensified the anger in the black hand's eyes.

But he had seen how the Kul Tiras fleet easily abused the orc fleet, so besides the national curse, he couldn't say a powerful counterattack.

But in this situation, casually cursing others can only show his ignorance and weakness.

After all, he was an orc with a "well-born family" and a chief, so he had to have the style he should have.

"The only advantage of this ship is that it is fast."

Bu Laike exhaled the smoke ring, and said to Red Blackhand in front of him like a sailing instructor:

"It can run up to 10 knots with the wind, and with the blessing of ocean currents, the maximum speed can exceed 12 knots. According to my personal experience, the maximum speed of the Nagfar underwater is only about 9 knots.

But the advantage of that keel battleship is that it doesn't need sea wind, and only needs to consider ocean currents.

If it's just a chase, it's only a matter of time before it catches up to us, and that's a simple math problem that your orc mind can't handle.

In fact, if you don't waste my time messing around with excuses like you are doing now, we can definitely enter the scheduled sea before it catches up.

That is not the territory of Hell, even the elite Kvaldir under Hela's command did not dare to act ostentatiously. "

"So where is the place beyond the envelope of hell?"

Reid clasped the steering wheel in his hand, still asking:

"You pulled me and my clan to fight with you, I have the right to know where the battlefield is!"

"You orcs, really are."

Bo Laike's brow furrowed.

But after a few seconds, he breathed a sigh of relief, pointed to the endless sea in the south, and said:

"The preset battlefield is on the island of Zandalar.

It doesn’t matter if you’ve heard of the name, it’s a large island, and the final battle is on land. You landlubbers won’t be asked to fight naval battles that you can’t handle at all.

So put your heart back in your belly and sail away! "

After yelling at Reid again, Laike stepped on the steps, walked down the deck, and threw the empty wine bottle into the sea water below the side of the ship, causing a few splashes.

"You seem very dissatisfied with the ship?"

A few minutes later, the voice of the legendary mage Merry Winterwind rang in Bu Laike's ear, and the demilich mage said:

"I don't know much about boats, but from my point of view, this boat is very good, it is strong enough to carry us through the wind and waves.

It is a silent warrior, even if it falls into the hands of the orcs, it still performs the duties of a warrior. "

"I didn't say it was bad, Master."

Bu Laike turned to the demilich and said:

"This is already the best warship that the orcs could find. I heard that they captured it in the fleet of the Kingdom of Stormwind. If it weren't for the urgent pursuit mission this time, Orgrim would not have given this ship to Brother Black Hand.

It's just not as good as the boat I've been on.

It doesn't bring me enough security. "

"But you made a mistake, you shouldn't compare your present with your past."

The old mage bent over, leaning on his pine staff, and said in a hoarse tone:

"Like this ship, and the one you've been on.

Since the founding of Kul Tiras, their sea power has always been the highest among all human nations. Even in the era of Little Aegwynn, no kingdom can challenge Kul Tiras at sea.

I still remember a certain year, I heard a joke from the grandfather of Terenas II, the kings commented that the existence of the Kul Tiras fleet was not used to fight against the mortal kingdoms.

The only enemy of the Kul Tiras fleet is the sea itself.

Hmm, maybe the red dragon should be added now.

Your uneasiness does not stem from the ship, but from your inability to win this adventure, or I can describe it in another way. "

The old mage narrowed his eyes and said to Bu Laike:

"You feel that you lack strength, and being weak makes you uneasy."

"Mortals like me will always praise the wisdom of mages. But I haven't communicated with many mages in the past, and I really lack confidence in their wisdom.

However, Master, your wisdom really impresses me. "

Bu Laike moved his fingers, took off the pipe from the corner of his mouth, and looked back at Meri Dongfeng.

He said:

"Indeed, as you said, I really don't have confidence in my own strength.

So, I have a very personal matter, and I need to ask you about my shadow path, about my future, and I need some advice from a wise man. "

(end of this chapter)