Shadow Trails in Azeroth

In the early morning of the third day, while the Draenei civilians in the Temple of Talhamat were escorted by suspicious defenders and rangers to move to the Dark Portal, demon hunters were also sent to Hellfire Peninsula, leading a group of The pirate warlock used demons to harass the fel orc fortress to buy some time for the civilians to move.

Because they are not traveling lightly.

The treasures obtained from Ashran have been sorted into the first batch of boxes, and these draenei civilians are carrying them to Azeroth in the Thunder Elephant Cart.

This was the stinky pirate's idea.

One-fifth of these treasures will be used to advance the travel and accommodation expenses of these draenei in Azeroth, and the rest will be given to the Yulian Gang to use as reserve treasures for the black market.

They have to deliver the goods at the Watch Keep to get the Yulian Gang's reward.

This will ensure that the draenei will not steal the pirates' treasures, and also ensure that these exiles will not be reduced to begging for a living in the new world.

Although this idea was cunning, the Draenei did not reject it. The leader of this group of exiles, the wise Aman, also expressed his gratitude to Black.

However, the pirate could no longer hear the draenei's thanks because he had already sailed according to his own time.

A total of eleven ships, led by the Curse, the flagship of the Seventh Black Knight Felton, set off from Ashland's dock before the sun had risen.

Lord Maim, the pirate king of Draenor who was personally canonized by Black, is sitting on the flagship, and his ten new captains each command their "carefully selected" scum to embark on the voyage to the coast of Gorgrond.

The sailors on these ships are basically undermanned.

The useful people selected from the prisoners of war were evenly divided into less than 60 people on each ship, which was only enough to control the ship, and it was impossible to conduct a naval battle at all.

But to be honest, with the level of this group of landlubbers, even if they are full, they cannot carry out a large-scale naval battle, and the artillery originally equipped on these ships are all evil cannons obtained from demons.

It was powerful, but it was completely different from the naval guns used by the pirates of Azeroth. It required special ammunition reserves, and the new captains were not sure how to use these things for a while.

So they simply gave up the use of artillery for the time being, and each ship had a team of mantids responsible for patrolling for danger and responding to possible battles.

And although each ship was not full of people, these ships moved extremely slowly and drafted very deep.

Obviously, there are some very strange "ballasts" placed in the cabins of these ships.

"The voyage cannot last more than two days!"

In the cabin of the Curse, Blake looked at the large piles of insect eggs in front of him, as well as the Qiraji insects that were walking around the eggs and responsible for weaving the carpet.

Rexxa beside him whispered:

"This is the longest time for the larvae to break out of their shells driven by hormones. These fighting larvae need to eat a lot after breaking out of their shells, otherwise they will die immediately.

Therefore, if Gorgrond cannot be reached within two days, the sailors on the ship will have to be sacrificed as 'food'. "

"Actually, it doesn't matter."

The orc pirate king Maimu on the other side of Blake pushed up his black captain's hat decorated with skulls and battle axes. He shrugged and said:

"I don't expect these landlubbers on the ship to live long. They are just there to make up for the numbers. It makes no difference whether they die in the hands of demons or in the mouths of insects for those who are destined to die."

This kind of statement is somewhat cold, but it is Mai Mu's true thought.

Like the young orc Dranosh, Maimu never expected how powerful the scum pirates selected from the Prisoner of War Road would be.

His fleet had a stable source of troops when it was in Azeroth. Whenever he needed it, his good brother Red, who was based in Blackstone Mountain, would always select the best warriors and give them to him.

Moreover, Maimu also has his own formed army in Azeroth. He only needs to wait for a while. He does not even need to select new recruits in Draenor to have a very powerful fleet.

This is also the reason why Maim will safely leave the important task of selecting crew members to the fifth orc group.

He didn't care at all what kind of weird things those five young people would choose for him.

They are all just disposable cannon fodder anyway.

"Two days is enough. This is sailing along the coast, not an ocean trip. The two places are very close, almost the distance from Kul Tiras to Tol Barad.

And there are no dangerous sea areas along the way. I even dispatched my elemental warrior to help speed up. "

Blake waved his hand and said casually:

"As long as these landlubbers don't cause me any trouble like being stranded, even if I have to crawl, I can still reach the coast of Gorgrond before the larvae hatch out of their shells.

And if they strand themselves.

Then it was their own choice to be eaten by bugs, and they could not blame others. "

The stinky pirate said to Maimu:

"Pass on the news that the bugs will hatch out and eat people in two days, and put some pressure on those losers. I think people who have seen the Ashland bug nest with their own eyes will understand the horror that this news represents.

They will encourage themselves to use all their strength to ensure the smooth progress of the ship, and maybe they will become qualified pirates.

Maimu, don’t have that terrible thought of treating people as cannon fodder.

You have to know that every life created by the world must have its own plan. Even a piece of butt-wiping paper or a pair of old underwear must have its use. "

"Well, Captain, what you said is very good. It really makes sense."

Maimu rolled her eyes and said:

"These are words that shouldn't come out of your mouth, about not treating people as cannon fodder. Every time you say it, I feel like you are telling a classic pirate joke."

"Ouch"

The big bear Misha next to Lexa also barked twice.

Orc Batman said in a faint tone:

"Misha said Mim was right, and I also think Mim was right. If you were joking, Blake, you succeeded in making us laugh.

Look, I'm actually laughing. "

"Hey, it seems that finding your old father makes you feel very good, my Batman."

Blake pouted and said:

"Now that we can all joke about it, it should be okay for you to be the vanguard when we get to Gorgrond and encounter that vicious demon army, right?

According to the news we received before, 80% of the entire Gorgrond wilderness has been occupied by demons, and the coastline has been fortified.

To get there, we have to fight our way through countless demon-casting camps. "

"I'm OK!"

Lexa touched the battle ax on his waist, patted Misha who was fighting high, and took out the animal skin map that he carried when he left home, unfolded it in front of Blake and Maim, pointed to an area, and said:

"I'm willing to kill demons or something. But we have to choose a better landing place, here! Right in the middle of the Evermore Jungle and the Heart of the Jungle Swamp, close to the canyon of the Alpine Corridor.

There is a secluded stretch of coast here.

From here, you can quickly reach the mountain fortress of the Mok'Nasa clan, and the whole road is a canyon, where the demon army cannot move forward at all, which is very suitable for a small force like us to advance. "

Lexa paused, thought for a moment, and said:

"If my people are really still persisting in guerrilla warfare in Gorgrond, which is full of demons, then the area where they are most likely to be hiding is here!

I seriously suspect that they are hiding in the Evermore Jungle or the nearby swamp.

That place is magical.

Although the forest elves guarding there had been razed by the violent Blackstone clan more than ten years ago, that jungle was once the holy land of the forest elves. The jungle there was lush and had strange power hidden deep within it.

I still remember that I saw the Blackrock clan burning it with fire. The fire lasted for a week, but within three days, the burned jungle regenerated from the ashes.

A vast and dangerous jungle was formed overnight. "

The orc hunter shook his head and said firmly:

"If the raging orcs cannot destroy it, it will be difficult for the demons to do so, unless they completely pollute the land and drive the wild life force from Gorgrond completely.

But that takes time, a long time.

I'm not bragging, but in the entire world of Draenor, only we Mok'Nassar can survive in the mysterious and dangerous Evergreen.

If they could persist in fighting for so long without being wiped out by demons, they must be near that magical woodland. "

"So, if we launch a big operation here, maybe we will get support from your tribe?"

Blake rubbed his chin and asked:

"Do you think the lonely Mok'Nathal hunters will show up to help us?"

"As long as we fuck the devil!"

Lexa nodded seriously and said:

"Although the Mok'Nassar people are lonely, we have deep feelings for our hometown. From the time our clan emerged to the present, no Mok'Nasa people have chosen to leave this barbaric land that supports us.

I'm the first.

Probably the last one too.

We Moknathans will not allow demons to destroy our hometown. To this end, we are willing to unite with all enemies of demons.

As long as we make some big noise in the nearby Demon Casting Camp, I can guarantee that as long as my people are there, they will definitely show up to help. "

"very good!"

Blake moved his fingers and said to Maim next to him:

"Did you hear that? My Pirate King of Draenor, our robbery target has been determined. It is in the Forged Demon Camp near the landing site. We are going to make a big fuss there!

Go and organize the sailors who can fight into marines, and then attack with me.

Those who dare not go will be thrown directly to the insects as food reserves! As you said, death at the hands of demons or in the mouths of insects makes no difference to the dead. "

"As you command, Captain!"

Maim grinned a wild smile, gave Black a pirate military salute, turned around and strode away, leaving Black and Lexa talking secretly in the cabin.

The stinky pirate picked up his pipe, glanced at Orc Batman, and whispered:

"I remember what you said before when you taught me Mok'Nassar hunting tactics. Your father hated the clan's knowledge being known to outsiders. You also threatened me and said that once I learn your Mok'Nasa fighting skills, I will Your father regards him as prey that must be killed.

Now, we're over here now.

Tell me, can your father kill me?

So that I can be a little prepared. "

"Well"

Lexa hesitated for a moment and said tactfully:

"There is no such thing as 'demigod' in our small world of orcs. Gronn is the most powerful creature that can be born in this world. One-on-one, an adult Gronn should be able to kill an adult dragon.

And my father has been hunting Gronn alone as a pleasure and habit since he was young. If it's not obvious enough, let me give you another example. "

Orc Batman touched the stubble on his chin and said:

"Brox Saurfang, the former orc first warrior, came to the Mok'Nathal clan on behalf of Blackhand when he was in his prime to recruit us to join Blackhand's tribe.

In order to convince the Moknasa clan, he held a private Makgora ceremony with my father.

But the Mok'Nassar clan didn't join the tribe in the end, and Blackhand and Gul'dan didn't send anyone to destroy us. You should know how good my dad is at fighting.

When he was still a young man, he worked with Kargath Bladefist to overthrow the enslavement of the Ogre Empire to us. The powerful head of the Ogre Empire was strangled to death with chains by my father's own hands.

The ogre's head is still placed in the ancestral land of the Moknasa clan.

Of course, now that he is old, his strength must have declined.

But he is the best hunter in Draenor, and he knows how to make up for his lack of strength with experience. "

"Then if your father wants to kill you, what are your chances of winning?"

Blake asked while pinching her teeth.

Lexa thought about it seriously, then stretched out two fingers and waved them in front of Blake's eyes.

"Well, do you have a 20% chance of winning?"

The pirate suddenly became energetic, blinked and said:

"Then I'm stronger than you and I don't have a chance to defeat him."

"No!"

Lexa emphasized:

"What I mean is that there is a 20% chance that I can escape from him. If his bipedal flying dragon king that he has tamed since childhood has died of old age, I will have an advantage in long-distance attacks.

But if he has a new flying beast, then..."

"Okay, okay, I know what you mean. No need to emphasize it anymore. You can only outsmart me, right? I understand."

The pirate waved his hand.

He seriously suspected that Rexxar had deliberately exaggerated the strength of Leorox, the chief of Mok'Natha.

But considering his memory, after the big explosion in Draenor, when the whole world fell apart, as an old orc of the Blackhand generation, Leorox still led the clan to stick to the world that was turned upside down after the big explosion. in the world.

And it seems to be alive and well.

If you think about it this way, you can understand how powerful the old orc is.

This also made Blake look forward to meeting Rexxar's father more and more. He wanted to see how far the strongest hunter born in the world of Draenor could reach? ——

A day and a half later, in the afternoon when the sun is not so bright.

The ships of the Draenor pirates finally appeared on the coast of Gorgrond under the acceleration of Blake's elemental guards. Under the guidance of the local Rexxar, they accurately found a beach suitable for landing.

But the scene before me was somewhat disappointing.

In this valley suitable for landing, a large demon camp is standing there. The towering demon engine is constantly making noise and emitting dark green polluted gas into the sky.

Large swaths of mephits and fear demons were flying around in the sky, and the ground was also filled with patrolling demon guards and large groups of hellhounds.

Attacking such a demon-casting camp made a group of useless pirates tremble, but their captains were high-spirited. The strange and mind-numbing sounds of insect swarms could be heard in the cabins of almost every ship.

The newly hatched bugs are hungry.

They can't wait to devour flesh and blood.

Maybe the flesh and blood moistened by evil energy will taste spicy or sweet?

Blake stood on the bow of the Curse. He glanced at Rexxa who was about to fight as the vanguard. The latter was putting on Misha's armor. Obviously, he also realized that this was a hard battle and he must give his beloved battle The beast takes all defenses.

The war bear armor has an obvious dark iron dwarf style, rough and ferocious. It should be a private gift to Rexxar from the very good Chief Red.

And Yolin Deadeye, who had just completed the Dead Eye Ritual, was using the summoning ritual with several orc warlocks to "draw" the demon hunters from the Hellfire Peninsula.

Altruis the Sufferer perked up the moment he stepped onto the deck.

This demon hunter has smelled the presence of a lot of demons, which makes him feel a little hungry. Calculating carefully, he hasn't had lunch yet today.

"bring it on!"

Black, who was guarded by a group of mantids, stretched out his hand to Altruis and said:

"The devil's feast is right in front of us, let's have a good hunt!"