Shadow Trails in Azeroth

It stands to reason that it is frustrating enough to allow other countries' armies to fight in one's own territory while one can only watch but cannot intervene.

But the elves of Quel'Thalas, who had always been arrogant, chose to remain silent in the face of this humiliation.

Even if the factors of national hatred and family hatred are excluded, the combat effectiveness of Quel'Thalas's toy navy makes them completely unable to condemn the actions of both warring parties.

Whether it is Dai Lin's navy or Black's pirates, they are not something they can deal with.

What a shame.

"Look! Admiral Dailin has dispersed the reinforcement fleet summoned by damn Black! He is about to achieve a glorious victory."

Just when the elves were silent, a sharp-eyed guy shouted.

Everyone looked at the magic projection in front of them.

Indeed, the Tol Barad pirate fleet teleported by Black had already been defeated by Daelin's fierce pursuit and the formidable firepower of the Sea King.

Dai Lin also performed "micro-management" at this time. He led two first-class battleships to continue to pursue the Tol Barad pirates and drive them away from the battlefield. He ordered the remaining battleships to change directions and go to support. The vanguard fleet was being brutally slaughtered by the Draenor orc pirates.

The admiral was obviously not willing to play a cruel game of "penny-wise" with Black. The most important thing was that with the super execution ability of the Lordaeron navy, he really had the possibility to rescue the forward fleet before they were destroyed.

This classic two-line command made a group of elven mages who didn't understand naval warfare at all mistakenly think that the Alliance Navy had a solid advantage, and they even started to celebrate.

But the withered-looking Sun King sitting on the throne frowned.

He sensed a crisis.

Although Anastarian didn't know much about naval warfare, the king was very observant, and he noticed that Daelin was dividing the Alliance navy to perform different tasks.

This is the art of conducting, yes.

But the problem is, this spin-off seems too bold.

The number of each naval formation is too small. Once Black calls for reinforcements to enter the naval battle again, Dai Lin's side may suffer terrible losses.

So after thinking hard, the Sun King decided to "help" Dai Lin.

He used the Philosopher's Stone to contact the commander of the Quel'Thalas fleet, who was on the verge of a naval battle with the Nightborne pirates, and conveyed the order to him:

"General Chenfeng! I order you to move your flagship back to lure the Nightborne pirates away from Admiral Dai Lin's main battlefield. At the same time, you will separate your No. 2, No. 3 and No. 6 magic battleships from the fleet. Go support the Lordaeron naval forwards who are fighting hard on the front line!

Support them with magic and drive the nasty orcs out of the war zone! "

The Sun King's order was quickly accepted by the Quel'Thalas fleet, and they began to retreat. It must be said that the elven navy was very qualified when it came to executing orders.

Their discipline is very strong, and the Sun King also has good ideas. He is not doing "blind micro-management". He sees that the forward fleet sent by Dai Lin really needs support.

He made the right decision.

However, in the eyes of Dai Lin and Blake, this decision represented a catastrophic change.

"Hell! Who allowed those three ships to leave the main fleet privately!"

Dailin, who was chasing the remaining pirates of Tol Barad, immediately discovered the strange movement of the Quel'Thalas fleet, which made the admiral furious.

He deliberately arranged the elven fleet on the periphery of the battlefield because he did not want them to use their poor combat power to affect the tactical actions of the main fleet.

Moreover, although the navy of Quel'Thalas was weak, it had no problem completing the formation and blockade tasks. Dailin's purpose of arranging them on the periphery was to deter the pirates from breaking out in that direction.

To put it simply, it's like calling a burly but weak brother to put on sunglasses and fold his arms during a group fight, exposing his tattooed arms to try to intimidate his opponent.

But now, as the three ships of the Elf Fleet broke away from the formation, a "gap" appeared in the originally very deterrent encirclement network.

As soon as the main force of the North Sea pirates, who had been hit hard by the forward fleet and coastal firepower and was about to rise to the sky, saw this gap appear, they immediately broke out toward that side like wild dogs that were running loose.

None of this required orders from Black.

The pirate king of the North Sea, the outstanding female pirate Anne Bonn, instantly seized this opportunity.

"Charge! Rush! Rush over to join the black men and defeat these white men!"

Anne's arm was injured in the fierce battle, so she would swing her arm with her command knife and yell in a hoarse voice.

Her flagship, the Queen Anne, rammed away the third-class battleship blocking the way with a barbaric gesture, and then, under the protection of two ghost ships, she led the remaining pirates and rushed towards the Quel'Thalas fleet.

Anaris Yuejun, who had been extremely depressed because of his inability to break through the white-skinned elven defense line, also became rarely shrewd. After seeing the North Sea pirates approaching, the Elf Pirate King also felt that an opportunity was coming.

She recklessly jumped onto her command podium, brandished the command sword blessed with void mind, and forcibly ordered the Nightborne's luxurious warships to launch a suicidal swarm attack.

The battlefield that was originally running at high speed like a sophisticated war machine under Dai Lin's command immediately became chaotic due to a small mistake.

The small fleet that was split up by the admiral to perform different tasks simply did not have enough firepower to stop the two pirates from joining together. As for the main force of the forward fleet,

They were currently on the battlefield where the wind element and the water element were fighting, being entangled by a group of howling brown-skinned orcs and unable to move.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Blake on Sunchaser Island saw this scene and his mouth almost twitched with laughter.

He really didn't expect that the elves would give face to him and take the initiative to expose his weaknesses in front of Blake.

In fact, both Dai Lin and Black knew that even if the pirates eat the Quel'Thalas fleet, it will not have any impact on the main battlefield. The elves are the battlefield atmosphere group and are a dispensable addition.

But the problem is, morale is an elusive thing.

After seeing their comrades defeated by the pirates, the Lordaeron navy with high morale will definitely suffer a terrible blow to their courage.

Even Dai Lin could not recover this loss of morale by herself.

In the final analysis, a naval battle of this scale requires not only firepower and numbers, but also willpower.

"I swear! I will never cooperate with the elven navy again. They do not belong to this sea at all, no! They are cursed by this sea.

It would have been a mistake to bring them here. "

Dai Lin punched the railing in front of him in pain, gritted his teeth and said:

"I seriously suspect that they have been bribed by Black, otherwise they would not execute such a stupid order at this time."

"I"

Mrs. Jin Jian didn’t know what to say.

She felt ashamed of the poor performance of her compatriots, but after Dai Lin calmed down, she comforted her and said:

"Don't be afraid. This is just a small mistake. We still have the advantage now, but we can't continue to pursue it. I have to return to the main battlefield to take charge. Can we still do it?"

Before Dai Lin finished speaking, he and Mrs. Jinjian simultaneously felt strange power beginning to surge under the sea.

The admiral's expression changed slightly. He rushed to the side of the ship and looked down. In the turbid water, strange black figures were passing quickly, preparing to float up.

They were clearly shabby pirate ships, each one covered with gloomy barnacles and seaweed. Some ships were even covered with deep-sea moss, as well as mud and fish carcasses.

The rotten undead pirates walked back and forth aimlessly on the tattered deck, like mindless zombies.

There were so many of them, there were at least dozens of large and small ships at a glance. Dai Lin even saw many pirate ships that were destroyed by him personally.

There were even some "old acquaintances" who should have gone to hell long ago, standing on the decaying decks and making dirty gestures towards Dai Lin.

"Hela's undead pirates are coming!"

Mrs. Jin Jian exclaimed:

"Are they going to join the battlefield at this time? Will this affect our battle?"

"Impact? Definitely."

The admiral shook his head and glanced in the direction of Sun Chaser Island. He narrowed his eyes and said:

"But this may be a good thing! Herald, signal! All warships in Lordaeron immediately retreat, disengage from the pirate fleet and prepare to regroup at my position!

Don't attack these undead, they are our cannon fodder! "

Dai Lin's order was quickly conveyed. Except for the forward fleet that was entangled by the orc pirates and could not escape immediately, the other warships began to fight and retreat.

Thanks to their firepower superiority and the quality of their individual soldiers, the Alliance Navy's losses were not significant.

At least much less than the pirates' losses.

Blake discovered new changes on the sea.

He frowned and looked at the undead and the strange ghost ships emerging from the smoke-rising sea. He rubbed his head and glanced at the little stars behind him, and said:

"Is Fenna back?"

"Hmm, she is leading the Vrykul Shieldmaiden and Bear Warriors to fight the cavalry of Garithos and Danath Trollbane on land. She said that if you give her another half hour, she will be able to destroy the coast. All artillery positions on the."

Little Xingxing grabbed the camera and took pictures, recording the scene of thousands of undead rising from the cold sea, while reporting the news.

"very good."

Blake nodded and said:

"Let Fenna seize the position and guide the remnants of Maimu, Annie and Anares to land. Dailin is well prepared, but there is no need to fight a war of attrition with Hela's undead. Let them return to the coast. Rest.”

As he spoke, the pirate raised his hand forward. Amidst the rolling waves, his flagship Nagfar broke out of the sea. This time, the Nagfar also appeared in full condition.

In front of the captain's steering wheel, the little Nagfar and her little friend Resch were waiting for the captain to board the ship. The little fish and its fish-man pirates had lost their submarine. This meeting also gathered. On the ghost ship, they were roaring with extreme dissatisfaction.

"Are you going alone?"

Little Star watched Blake walking towards the ghost ship. She grabbed Blake's hand and said:

"How about I send my dragon to help?"

"No need, they're just a bunch of rotten fish and shrimps."

Black sneered and looked at the Tide Stone that was pushed out of the cabin by the fishmen and placed on the base of the deck as well as the cowman Magatha Tide Totem standing next to the Tide Stone.

He moved his neck and said:

"I am giving them face alone.

Hela's eyesight is still as bad as ever. She found a group of losers on the Endless Sea to form an alliance, trying to prevent me from starting my own era.

But the only thing her alliance is good at is failing, which is the opposite of me.

Gee, what a joke. "

After saying that, Blake nimbly jumped onto the deck of Nagfar, patted little Nagfar on the head, and reached out to hold the rotating steering wheel.

He picked up his pipe, took out his pocket watch and glanced at it, and then looked at the sky, where a strange-looking "cloud" was quietly moving.

"Come here, what are you pretending to be?"

Blake complained:

"Are you afraid of being caught and beaten by Dai Lin? You, a timid pirate god, still want to be famous all over the world like this?"

His voice was small, but it was answered the next moment.

"What weird thing are you talking about?"

The sneer of the troll pirate god Gaboa echoed in Blake's ears, and he said in a long voice:

"Since being humiliated by you as the God of Drivers last time, Old Gaboa has made up his mind not to play with your fellow villain again, but you have to ask for help from the powerful Lord Gaboa when you encounter something.

Is this your attitude towards asking for help? "

"You owe me a favor, you bastard. Be polite!"

Blake raised his hand and moved forward. The black Nagfar pulled up the mast and sails under his will, and sailed towards the sea full of gloomy ghost ships amid the strange screams of the ghost pirates.

The pirate blew out a smoke ring and said to Gaboa:

"Come down and help in the fight. This time, consider it as a favor to me and ask those black knights to come down as well. I know they are on your ship.

I won’t bully them anymore.

But this time they have to give me a good job! "

"Wait a moment while I convey your message to my Black Knight friends."

Gaboa made a weird laugh. After more than ten seconds of silence, the pirate god said again:

"The black knights expressed their willingness to help you, not because of your promise not to bully them in the future. The main reason is that the black knights think the ghost ships opposite are quite cool.

They hope to get a few awesome ghost ships as the main body of their fleet.”

"Then come down and get it yourself!"

Blake complained:

"I'm not their father, and they're not my eldest sons, so why should I help them seize the ship? Besides, it's Hela's ship.

I really don't want to deal with that crazy woman.

She is so lame even in plotting, it’s really unbearable to watch.”

"Blake Shaw!"

The low and sinister scolding sounded on the sea which was very cold due to the appearance of a large number of undead.

At the center of the ghost ships that emerged from the waves, on the bow of the Devil's Shark, which had been completely covered with bones and seaweed, was Farrewell, wearing a tattered but very "undead punk" pirate captain uniform. Holding a bone knife, he shouted crazily:

“In the name of Hela, in the name of my dead son and daughter, in the name of the lost Bloodsail Pirates, we will destroy you today!

Only your death can relieve the curse of this sea.

bring it on.

Hades is calling you. "

"I've blown up Hell. Go and ask Hela if he dares to go to that place shrouded in the void?"

Blake responded in a relaxed tone:

"In addition, I want to correct your misunderstanding. My lovely fellow losers, you are not just facing me and my ship.

There is also a ‘god’ who was invited by me.

Although he is relatively weak and useless, he is still enough to deal with a bunch of lonely ghosts like you. "

Having said this, Blake glanced at the densely packed ghost ships in front of him with a greedy gaze. Although these ships were temporarily given the power of death by Hela, most of them were very tight.

But there are a few really nice ships among them.

As a great pirate, Blake must have loved the boat fishing game. He even felt grateful once again in his heart that His Majesty Hela valued such friendship and sent him things over and over again, which made him a little embarrassed.

"Shua"

The nine black knights were teleported onto the deck of the Nagfar. They were still wearing their best armor as before.

These guys are so extravagant. The fools they beat to death were not killed by their poor martial arts, but were crushed to death by gold coins.

"Hey, I heard you guys want to get your own ghost ship?"

Blake grabbed the captain's helm, pointed at the undead pirates ahead, and shouted to the black knights:

"Isn't that all?"

"If you like the one you like, go get it yourself. Don't be shy. My cannon fodder friends, we're having a 'buffet' today, and I'm treating you!"