Shadow Trails in Azeroth

"Tsk, tsk, look at how Elisande is full of swear words and curses without hesitation. He seems to be a good diplomat."

On the Magister's Platform, Black had already drank three bottles of wine.

Not only because the wine tastes good and soothes the throat, but also because Elisande’s output is so impressive.

Black really has to admit that he may still be far from Elisande's level when it comes to trolling. At best, he can be regarded as an unyielding black iron, and Elisande is also above the rank of Brilliant Diamond.

Look at the Grand Magister's art of speaking. In just a few words, Tyrande's carefully prepared peace talks were ruined.

Not only did he sharply expose the evil actions committed by the Kaldorei in the past ten thousand years, but he also completely tore up the possible alliance between the Kaldorei and the Quel'dorei.

After all, what they said is right.

From the Kaldorei's treatment of the Sindra elves, we can see the attitude of these wild elves towards magic. Once the Quel'dorei and the Kaldorei form an alliance, the forced exile from thousands of years ago may have to happen again.

After all, neither the Sisters of Elune nor the Cenarion Order, which control the highest power in Kaldorei, are organizations friendly to magic. The Catastrophe 10,000 years ago completely caused the night elves to suffer from "magical PTSD."

The Kaldorei and Quel'dorei were destined to never be friends until their hatred and resistance to magic was lifted.

But how difficult is it to overcome the elves' resistance to magic?

Not to mention Tyrande, the Priest of the Moon, even Maiev, Black's little kisser, doesn't look kindly on magic users at all.

This is really a headache.

But it doesn't stop the smelly pirates from watching the fun.

In fact, he not only watched the fun by himself, but also called all the pirate captains under his command to "observe and learn" Ms. Elisande's "art of speaking".

He also expects his incompetent idiots to learn a few tricks from Elisande's trolling skills.

As we all know, pirates' ability to taunt has always been linked to their notoriety.

Not only did Black find someone to watch the excitement, he also used a magic stone to record Elisande's "violent output" and showed it to the supreme Queen Azshara after she arrived at Kui Island.

I believe this will amuse the indifferent Queen.

Maybe she would be so happy that she would graciously grant Elisande the honorary titles of "Court Jester" and "Voice of the Queen" before the Grand Magister was killed.

Well, this wave, this wave belongs to the great magician.

Before he died, he was able to "reprimand the officials" so readily. I think that when Elisande is killed, he will probably be able to smile, right? ——

In a place very far away from the island of Quel'Danas, which has become the battlefield of the elven civil war, Blake, a fun-loving man, would never have imagined that something closely related to him was advancing rapidly.

The South China Sea, near the waters of Zandalar Island.

The black warship like a giant ocean beast is quietly docked at an anchorage. The Third Fleet of the Kul Tiran Navy is currently forming a berthing formation around the pride of the navy, Admiral Dai Lin's ship, the King of the Sea. Get ready for a supply round.

Outside the fleet, a third-class communication ship of the Zandalar Golden Fleet was slowly leaving.

There was a captain of the Gold Fleet on that ship. The tall troll came to make diplomatic notes with the Kul Tiras fleet on behalf of the Gold Fleet and Zandalari.

The Golden Dynasty allows the Kul Tiras fleet to use this anchorage near the mainland, and will officially provide supplies to the fleet, but Daelin and his ship cannot approach the Zandalari waters, otherwise it will be regarded as a threat to the Golden Fleet. provocative.

In the past, if this messenger dared to speak like this, his head would be chopped off by the Kul Tiran navy and sent back in response.

But now it is not as good as it used to be.

After the incident at the Church of Storms, Kul Tiras' unrivaled navy suffered heavy losses.

Although the prototypes of the reconstruction of the First Fleet and the Second Fleet are currently in place, and everything is progressing according to plan, according to Dai Lin's estimation, it will take at least five to ten years to restore the Kul Tiras fleet to its former glory. Heyday.

Now that there are only two fleets available for combat, a naval power like Kul Tiras has to maintain a relatively friendly relationship with Zandalari.

The Golden Fleet is not a "toy fleet" like Quel'Thalas. This fleet competed with the Zandalari pirates in these waters seven thousand years ago.

Humanity had not yet been born at that time.

If there were to be a conflict in the Zandalari waters, Dai Lin would probably barely win, but the Third Fleet would definitely have to reimburse at least 80% of its combat power for this. The elite trolls of Zandalari who are protected by all spirits are really not good. Provoked.

"Sigh, I once thought about rebuilding the First and Second Fleets with their original formation, but then I discovered that this disaster might not be such a bad thing for Kul Tiras."

On the deck at night, Dailin was walking with his loyal guard Cyrus.

Every sailor along the way saluted the admiral respectfully. Dai Lin also tried his best to say a few words cheerfully. She was not polite when she saw a sailor fishing, and just kicked him to punish him for keeping vigil tonight.

On this sea far away from his homeland, the admiral looked at Zandalar Island, which stood at the end of the sea like a complete land under the night, and he whispered to Cyrus:

"The Kul Tiran Navy has been immersed in dominance for too long, and we have developed an undue fatigue and arrogance. Suffering some losses can make us more sober.

And our tactics are indeed a bit outdated, Cyrus.

While patrolling the South China Sea this time, you also saw that small groups of pirates have begun to order aircraft for maritime reconnaissance and bombing from the goblins.

This is terrible progress.

I have a hunch that the era of big guns and giant ships may be coming to an end soon. "

The admiral touched the beard on his chin and watched the unique Zandalari navy ship disappear into the night. He said softly:

"You have also seen the huge black ships of the Zandalar Golden Fleet. Those battle platform-like ships are filled with pterodactyl knights. They do not fight with artillery and collisions. They seize air superiority and then sweep across with voodoo and storms flying in the sky. everything.

I've heard that the Zandalar Golden Fleet began using this method of warfare thousands of years ago.

And when that damn old troll pirate Gaboa appeared in North County with his flying fleet, I have to admit that I was shocked.

Those bastards showed me another possibility for naval warfare.

From now on, the people of Kul Tiran will not only have to compete with pirates on the sea, but we will also have to project our power into the sky. The next era must be the era of air supremacy. "

"Your Majesty, you know that you can actually tell me what's on your mind, and I won't reveal it."

Great Knight Cyrus hugged his helmet and said helplessly:

"You talked so much just to find a reasonable reason for yourself to restructure the fleet. You don't want others to talk about it and say that your idea came from a group of pirates.

Isn't that strategy of using huge ships equipped with aircraft for bombardment first put into large-scale use by Black Shaw's undead pirates in the naval battle of Khaz Modan?

It was one of the only times in your naval career that you failed to win, and I know that's still fresh in your memory. "

"You bastard!"

Dai Lin suddenly became angry.

The admiral turned around and kicked his knight, and he cursed:

"How could I possibly learn from a bunch of damn pirates? Let alone that bastard Black. Don't laugh! Although I can no longer defeat that traitor, he is not even worthy of carrying my shoes in a naval battle!

After I finish my business in the South China Sea, I will go to the North Sea and have a good fight with him. I want him to know how powerful the old men are. "

"Ah, yes, yes."

Cyrus shrugged helplessly and said to his powerful Majesty:

"But with all due respect, Your Majesty, you have already lost this battle between father and son when you failed to stop Her Majesty the Queen from going to Tol Barad.

You know you wouldn't be able to do it even if you had the chance.

You feel guilty towards His Highness Drake.

The current avoidance is more like an old father playing games with his children.

Believe me, Your Majesty, we will eventually reconcile. Whether you want it or not, as a father, you always have to take a step back in front of your stubborn children. "

Dai Lin was silent.

His great knight was not a man of words, but this time his words did not offend Dai Lin's majesty, but made him unable to utter any more rebuttal.

Maybe Sellers is right.

Maybe he really will give in sooner or later.

"Your Majesty! Her Majesty the Queen has teleported to the ship and has important news from Beihai to inform you."

The sudden appearance of a messenger caused the general's silence.

He sighed, waved to Cyrus, and walked quickly to the captain's room holding the knife in his hand. After opening the door, Dai Lin saw Mrs. Jinjian with a terrible look on her face.

Although Mrs. Golden Sword was not officially given the title of queen, the sailors in the fleet called her that.

After all, which human being can refuse to be commanded by a beautiful, intelligent and charming Elf Queen?

"Something happened, Dai Lin."

When Mrs. Jinjian saw the general pushing the door open, she immediately handed him the information in her hand. Dai Lin originally wanted to kiss his little wife, but as soon as she saw the information on the paper, she became furious.

"Is that old dog Westwin dead? Was he killed by Black and Lothar?"

The admiral's expression instantly turned gloomy and angry.

A rage swept through his soul, making it impossible for him to calm down.

Although there are some ideological conflicts between him and Barry Westwin, the two have been friends for many years. Now that his old buddy was killed by his traitorous son, Dai Lin once again felt the influence of fate. Malice.

At this moment, the admiral couldn't hold back his anger. He wanted to take the Shield of Aggramar to the traitor and have a "talk" with him.

"That's not all the bad news."

Mrs. Jin Jian also sighed. When she met Dai Lin, she also met the young Marshal Weiwei. She knew how heavy the friendship between Dai Lin and the old marshal was.

But now is not the time to worry about that.

The Elf Queen said in a sad tone:

"Black completely destroyed the spiritual pillar of the Lordaeron fleet, causing the fleet to have no fighting spirit and low morale when it returned from the North Sea. The Quel'Thalas fleet was even more unbearable. After they learned that the North Sea pirates had invaded Quel'Thalas After that, he was eager to return to his hometown to help, but was ambushed by troll pirates who didn't know where they came from in the frozen sea, and suffered heavy damage.

General Alleria sent an envoy to look for me last night. She asked me for help on behalf of the Sun King and Quel'Thalas. I know that this request for help is not for me.

Dai Lin, my love, I know I shouldn't interfere in your war, but now, my hometown is on the verge of destruction by war, and the only person who can save it is you.

Finna

Finna is still there.

That stupid kid didn't write a letter to me either. Now I have no idea what Fenna's situation is there. "

At this point, Mrs. Jin Jian, who was really worried about her family and hometown, stretched out her hand to wipe her tears. She said to her husband with red eyes:

"The royal family of Lordaeron sent a letter from the Admiral of the Navy. They said that as long as you are willing, the Lordaeron fleet will be under your command immediately, and the human countries in the northern border have sent reinforcements to Quel'Thalas.

His Majesty the Pope has asked me to give you this letter. "

Mrs. Jin Jian handed Dai Lin a letter stamped with the church's seal and His Majesty Fa'ao's personal seal. Dai Lin, who was filled with anger but forced herself to calm down, took the letter and opened it in silence.

As expected, the content was that Your Majesty requested Dailin to turn the tide at this critical moment and lead the Lordaeron fleet, which was now without any intention to fight, to Quel'Thalas to support the war there.

Faced with requests from many parties, Dai Lin did not hesitate much.

The admiral took off his ceremonial sword with a serious expression and handed it to the great knight Cyrus behind him, who also had a complex expression. He then took the Proudmoore blade used in battle from the Lady of the Golden Sword.

He took a deep breath, nodded to Mrs. Golden Sword, then turned back to Cyrus and said:

"The command authority is delegated to the Commander-in-Chief of the Third Fleet. Before I come back, he will continue to command the fleet to complete the cleanup of pirates in the South China Sea. The Sea King Power will immediately prepare for war. I will take my ship to Northern Xinjiang.

I know Blake is there.

I also know that it is time to settle the score with this traitor. His behavior has exceeded the limit of rebellion, and I cannot allow old Barry to die in an unknown way. "

"Your Majesty, is it a little dangerous to go with only one ship?"

Cyrus frowned and said:

"Although Marshal Bali has trained the Lordaeron navy well, their fighting methods and styles are completely different from those of us Kul Tirans, and they cannot cooperate well with the Sea King.

I worry."

"Nothing to worry about."

Dailin shook his head. He looked back at the portrait of the Proudmoore family hanging on the cabin. It had been modified, and Fenner and Lady Golden Sword were added to the original four.

He looked at the scene in the portrait where Drake was pressing Jaina and Tanred's heads with both hands, and the three of them were laughing very happily. He closed his eyes and said in a deep voice:

"He said the best of three games is now one draw and one loss. I don't want to play overtime anymore, so let's get it over with now. When I come back, Cyrus, I want to see my ship ready. "

"As you command, Your Majesty."

The great knight straightened his body and gave a military salute, then turned and left to convey the order.

Dai Lin came back to his senses and looked at the crying Mrs. Jinjian. He reached out and stroked his wife's hair and whispered:

"Come with me to Tol Barad. I'm going to beat the child, and his mother must know. And Gina, if our daughter Fenna still sides with her brother this time.

I won't show mercy to her anymore. "

"up to you."

Mrs. Jinjian sighed, stretched out her arms and hugged Dai Lin. She buried her head in the admiral's broad chest and whispered:

"Don't break the children, and you have to be careful. They are no longer immature, and they are no longer as easy to deal with as they used to be."

"I know they are all trying to knock me down."

Dai Lin kissed his wife's hair and whispered:

"It's rebellious that they call it a new tradition, but the young people have raised their swords against the old men, and I don't want them to laugh at me for being incompetent and cowardly.

My time may eventually pass.

But definitely not now.

I'm not weak enough to be casually humiliated by a group of pirates. Do you want to come with me? Gina, you will witness another victory of mine.

Or my last failure? "