Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Chapter 1242 338. Run! Undead pirates have landed in Westfall! --【725】

"Damn it, pull up the sail! Can't you see the headwind? You lazy fools, I should really hoist you up and whip you!"

The Nag'Far encountered a change in wind direction just after it sailed out of the waters of Khaz Modan. Black, wearing a pirate uniform, stood in front of the steering wheel and turned the wheel while cursing the ghost sailors running on the deck.

That gesture was very much like the irritability he had when he first became a pirate captain.

However, the performance of this group of sailors really made Black unhappy. Logically speaking, after coexisting on the ghost ship for so long, they should not even know how to respond to changes in the wind direction.

But now the ghosts formed after the death of these out-and-out old sea dogs are really slow to react, and the smelly pirates are furious at the sight.

Sephiel, the first mate next to him, was also a little embarrassed.

She whispered:

"The existence of Nagfar has made everyone accustomed to the ship's 'automatic driving'. Now it is suddenly switched back to manual driving, and everyone is not used to it."

"Don't make excuses for them! This is not what elite pirates should be like!"

Black scolded:

"If they are still so tired this afternoon, I will chop off a few heads to remind them."

"Well"

The first mate glanced at the captain's movements, which had become much more unfamiliar when turning the steering wheel.

She deliberately reminded the stinky pirate that he himself was one of those 'burnouts'.

But in the end he didn't speak.

By the way, as a great pirate whose reputation has spread throughout the endless sea, you have already veered off course while driving the ship yourself. Do you know?

The virtuous Sephiel shook his head and deliberately opened the chart of the Eastern Continent in front of Blake's eyes, pretending to study the route.

And how smart Blake is. When he saw Sephiel's fingers sliding along the coastline of the eastern continent, he immediately realized his "little mistake".

He looked left and right, coughed a few times, and turned the navigation rudder counterclockwise several times as if nothing had happened. In this way, in another twenty minutes, the ship would return to the normal direction.

"I'm going to land in Westfall, and then you send the rest of us to the shores of the Blasted Lands."

Blake said to Sephiel who put away the chart:

"We need to go faster on the return trip. The situation in the North Sea is anxious. We need the presence of the Nagfar to give Anne's pirates more confidence. If necessary, summon Nagfar back to the ship and conduct several dives. Hunt and scare those bastards who want to start a war."

"Yeah, I understand."

Sephiel pushed up his first pirate hat. This pirate dragon has been tempered by the wind and frost of the sea, and is no longer the vase character who knew nothing about navigation.

She looked at the vast sea in front of her and asked again:

"Little Xingxing heard that there was going to be a war in the Frozen Sea, and she was very excited. She told me several times last night that if there was a war, she would lead her army to help us destroy the enemy warships.

But I think this is inappropriate.

At least Little Xingxing can't come forward directly, which will make her reprimanded by the Spellweaver, and may also leave clues to those who are interested. "

"That's right."

Blake nodded and said:

"Let our little Xingbao stay in Kaodala, or go to Pandaria to study with Yulong Tianzun. She, Seianni or Melinsela are not allowed to come forward in the matter of Beihai.

Xianglong is also not suitable to appear on the battlefield where the two forces are confronting each other.

Pandaren should remain neutral.

But the Storm Dragon and Gem Dragon under Little Star's command can move freely. They can be seconded and temporarily under your command. In addition, let Finna and Heya take the shield maidens to visit various Vrykul tribes in Howling Fjord.

Defeated all those barbarians!

I don't need them to support us, but they can't go to the Alliance fleet to be cannon fodder. This is for their own good. "

"Odin will probably be dissatisfied with this."

Seifer reminded:

"The Lord of War likes to see his followers show him prowess in large-scale wars, and he takes pleasure in this. And the vrykul are also very bad-natured, and I don't think the shieldmaidens are a sufficient deterrent. "

"not enough?"

Blake sneered and said:

"There are nearly 600 people in the Skod Ashir tribe, many of whom are young and warlike girls who are eager to prove themselves in battle to obtain the title of 'Shield Girl'.

A dozen shield girls are not enough of a deterrent, so will three or four hundred reserve shield girls be enough?

Let the pirate fleet of Anares send a transport team over and provide them with weapons and equipment. Let us help the most militant vrykul girls realize their dreams of war.

Before we go to war with the Alliance fleet, I want to see the belligerent Shield Maidens sweep across the Howling Fjord!

Want to be cannon fodder for the Alliance?

no problem!

As long as they can survive the attack of the Shield Maidens, I will never interfere.

In this way, Odin is satisfied, and so am I. "

"OK."

Sephiel wrote down this order, thought about it, and then said:

"The Frost Trolls in Zul'Drak are also a problem. According to the report of Zak Flashfinger, the master of the Uncrowned One operating in the North, the Frost King Malak, whose destiny you predicted, is accelerating the conquest of the small troll clan. pace.

He seems to be taking advantage of our decisive battle with the Alliance fleet to complete the 'great cause' of invading Grizzly Hills.

Werebears are our business partners and allies, maybe we should help them? "

"Trolls, they are really indispensable everywhere."

The pirate curled his lips, thought for a while, and said to Sephiel:

“Ignore them for now and let them continue to be arrogant for a while.

When I come back, they will have to fight for survival. Woohoo, I predicted the fate of Frost King Malak a long time ago.

It seems that our Majesty Malak did not listen to the prophet's warning, which is good, he will be punished for his arrogance.

By the way, one more thing. "

When Blake picked up the jade pipe, he suddenly remembered something. He said to Sephiel:

"When you return, you must meet with Eudora immediately and hand over to her Mrs. Guosu and Aya Blackhand who are still in Tol Barad for me.

The pirate business network managed by Eudora needs to be opened to the Yulian Gang. The business atmosphere in the North Sea is not strong enough, and the Yulian Gang has nothing to do. Let them operate in the South China Sea.

First, they will practice their skills in Gadgetzan, a goblin city managed by the Steamwheedle Consortium, which we have a good relationship with. After they become familiar with the goblin behavior, we will then let them go to Booty Bay, Thorntooth City, and Winterspring Valley. Free activities in Yongwang Town.

Madam Guo Ya wants to build the largest black market in Azeroth, which means that there is a natural conflict between the Yulian Gang and the goblin plutocrats currently doing black market business.

Therefore, we must support such a good idea!

As an important dark force on the endless sea, we must help every person who is confident and every dream that has no idea of ​​life and death. "

Blake laughed loudly and blew out a smoke ring. He seemed to have seen the beautiful scene of the Yulian Gang who rushed out of Pandaria and rubbed the hateful goblins on the ground under the leadership of Mrs. Guo Ya, who was gentle on the surface but actually cruel. .

Those damn bastards have actually started charging fees for Black and the Undead Fleet's huge deposits in their goblin bank.

Wow, we really treat all customers equally.

But how can the pirates who are plunderers get used to the temper of these greedy green dwarves?

"That's all I can think of at the moment. You can handle all the other details. I believe in your ability."

The pirate encouraged his parasaurus:

"If you really encounter a difficult problem, discuss it with the faction leaders. Democracy has always been a virtue of pirates. If you can't come up with an idea when you get together, go to my mother.

I trust her ruling wisdom. "

"no problem."

Sephiel responded and said:

“But do the orthodox tribes in Blackstone Mountain really don’t need to mobilize?

War Chief Red has written several letters to express his loyalty. He said that as long as the captain needs it, the Blackrock Orcs can mobilize a large army to Northrend at any time.

He said that his own chieftain's guard, the Kor'kron Guard, which was so terrifying to the enemy, could also go to the battlefield.

Even himself. "

"It seems that Chief Red is very confident after buying the pandaren's low-priced food. But just listen to his words. That fat guy is also very thoughtful now."

Blake chuckled, waved his hand, and said:

"You don't need the orcs, we can handle it! Red's orcs have more important responsibilities. Before going to the Dark Portal this time, I have to go to the Blackstone Mountain.

Speak with our Lord Warchief. "

"Hey, captain of the guard, stop in the sea ahead, my Naga guards are going to board the ship."

A coquettish and sharp voice sounded from above the stern of the ship, interrupting Blake and Sephiel's conversation.

The pirate looked up and saw Lady Vashki, the Mistress of Vipers who had just woken up from her sleep, standing by the railing, flexing her six hands and stretching.

Not to mention anything else, this Naga's waist is really thin.

It is definitely a "water snake waist" in the true sense.

"Don't come too many, I can't fit the entire Naga clan on my ship."

Blake blew out a smoke ring and admired the weird figure of the Naga girl in front of him. Ms. Vashj noticed his gaze, but the Viper Mistress just laughed weirdly and put on a more coquettish pose to impress the pirate. appreciate.

Apparently, she took the stare as a compliment to her "amazing beauty."

Blake curled his lips and said:

"Besides, this is a secret operation. Please pick some elites and bring them with you. I know you Nagas all have a bad habit of showing off."

"I know what covert operations are. I am Her Majesty the Queen's best spymaster."

Vashj sneered at Black's doubts. She looked at the sea in front of her and said:

"You have to take the land route to the Dark Portal. The rest of us will take the sea route from the Westfall and land in the Cursed Land. You landlubbers better hurry up. I don't like wasting time."

After saying that, the Viper Mistress swayed her snake tail decorated with gold rings and gems and walked towards the cabin. She snorted arrogantly, glanced at Rexxar who came out of the cabin, looked at the big orc up and down, and said:

"I heard that you are the best hunter on land? What a coincidence. I am the best hunter in the sea. Do you want to find a time to compare?"

"Not interested in."

The orc "Batman" coldly rejected Vashj's provocation and took his big bear Misha to the deck for a walk. Unfortunately, he found that a group of demon hunters had already occupied the best position and were training.

And high in the sky, an overly large Storm Crow loomed in the clouds.

"Elves, orcs, Nagas, plus these blind men killing kings, what's going on with this damn strong sense of déjà vu?"

Blake watched the scene in front of him, rubbed his chin, and whispered:

"Well, I suddenly felt like I could blind myself, seize the Temple of Karabor in Draenor, and call myself the 'Lord of Outland' or something.

wrong!

I still lack a six-armed Mistress of Joy, well, the twins can barely replace it.

Well, this way we can live together. "

——

Even if the Nag'far is not controlled by a ship spirit, it is still the fastest ship in the world of Azeroth.

At dusk that day, the dark ghost ship jumped out from under the sea in the Western Wilderness, docked near Long Beach, and let its captain disembark.

In fact, this ship can sail to the port of Stormwind City.

The navy of the Kingdom of Stormwind has no chance of discovering the submersible ghost ship, but that would be too high-profile, and this kind of behavior is basically a slap in the face of the child king.

Considering that the Child King kindly invited Black to the banquet, such provocative behavior was not what a good guest should do.

"You go ahead."

Blake jumped off the side of the ship. The tide-walker strength given by the Night Moon boots on his feet allowed him to stand firmly on the sea. He waved to Sephiel on the deck and said:

"I will be back soon, lead them for me."

"Well, be careful along the way."

The first parasaurus made a pirate courtesy to his captain without much reluctance. After a few minutes, the ghost ship dived back into the sea and disappeared.

Blake touched a few red "strawberries" on his neck. He shrugged, turned around and walked toward the Long Beach coast with his pipe in his mouth.

As they stepped onto the beach, the little fishman sitting on Blake's shoulders made a croaking sound.

It has not forgotten its "heroic battle" here. This is the place where the Guala Guala pirate group was established.

"You have taken away all the elite murlocs here. Look at the situation here. The murlocs have all lost their territory to the jackals."

Blake looked around. Through the vision shared by the flying sky, he could see everything happening on this coast. For example, not far away, there were local jackals forming a group to attack a small tribe of fishmen.

The situation was precarious.

"Quack!"

When the little fish man heard that the jackal was so domineering, he immediately jumped to the beach in displeasure. He grabbed his salted fish hammer aggressively and made a gesture to Blake.

It means, you go first, I want to stay and deal with some "murloc affairs".

"Don't waste too much time, I'll wait for you in Stormwind City."

The pirate said something to the little fishman, and the latter responded and rushed towards the place where the battle took place.

Hey, this wave is the appearance of murloc heroes!

Blake continued to walk forward and soon saw a small farm on the coast. The ghost ship that appeared on the long beach just now was obviously seen by the farmers on the farm.

When the pirates appeared in pirate costumes, the farmer Jason held a manure fork in his hand and shouted to the farmers he had "armed":

"He only has one person! This damn pirate plans to rob our farm alone! This is the hope of all of us this year, come with me!"

We captured him and sent him to Xiquan Fortress to receive the reward!

Go! "

Blake held his pipe in his mouth and stared dumbfounded at the group of farmers who were rushing toward him with dung forks and brooms. He didn't know what expression to use in response to all of this.

so.

Just keep smiling and it should be fine, right?