Shadow Trails in Azeroth

"Stop fighting, stop fighting, you're going to be stupid!"

Red's ghostly wails and howls came from the chief's hall, like the screams of pigs being slaughtered, with a different kind of misery. Coupled with the broken gong voice caused by excessive drinking, the wails almost turned into A brutal sonic attack.

Several orc guards from the Blackstone Legion of the orthodox tribe who were guarding outside the chief's hall looked at each other, and everyone saw the helplessness and envy in each other's eyes.

This must be the great chief playing some exciting games with his "maids" again.

By the way, since returning from the Draenor expedition, the warchief has become more and more playful. He dares to try anything and is willing to try anything. According to rumors, this may be because the warchief died once while fighting the demons bravely. , leading him to realize the value of life and the cherishment of time.

Therefore, the level of political laxity is even greater than before. The great chief's current life creed is "have enough fun before you die", or to be more literary, he is called a "Chao Wen Taoist".

Now, except for the food and funds of the orthodox tribes, which are still firmly in their hands, the chief has delegated almost all the power at hand to a few governors.

But the strange thing is that the more the chief delegates power, the overall situation of the orthodox tribe becomes better.

This seems to prove that Red is not an excellent war chief. He is mediocre in all aspects, but the orcs of the orthodox tribe recognize him very much and even worship him.

For the orcs who have just survived several years of war, it is an excellent life to have enough food and not fight. What's more, during the Gilnean Werewolf Rebellion, Chief Red also found a way to All the orc prisoners imprisoned in Gilneas were brought back, which made his prestige flourish.

Because Red continued to support the reconstruction of the orc clans in the world of Draenor, he asked for money and people, and he also broke up the orc captives he brought back and sent them back to Draenor as the basis for the reconstruction of each clan. , which made Draenor's clan support and worship Chief Red even more.

Grandmother Gaiaan, who has the highest reputation in Draenor and has sheltered countless homeless orc exiles during the era of orc violence, even clearly supported Red's continued appointment as warchief at clan meetings several times until he was willing to step down from the important task. .

With the endorsement of this valuable "Grandma Delano", Reid's rule becomes more stable.

This is probably the reason why no one complains too much about the great chief who indulges in all kinds of luxuries.

Of course, for Chief Red's personal guards, they knew the warchief's "true face" very well, and this guy was contrary to all the traditional virtues of the orcs.

From the point of view of the orcs, Red Blackhand is simply "all five poisons".

But the chief also has some skills, at least he knows how to win over his cronies.

Good wine and meat, the best weapons and armor, double the monthly allowance and a few days of vacation, all this is enough to make the chief's guards forget all the warchief's shortcomings and only remember his advantages.

Of course, Red's increasingly indulgent lifestyle still caused a lot of "trouble" to the guards. For example, whenever Red indulged in pleasure, the guards would have a headache.

They reluctantly took out the earplugs made of wood cores, stuffed them into their ears, put on their helmets and continued on duty.

This is the heart of Blackstone Tower. Under the totem defenses laid out by the Blackstone Shamans, absolutely no assassins can sneak in here.

Not even the uncrowned!

The orcs are obviously very confident in their defense system, but there are indeed many bastards in this magical world who cannot treat them according to normal standards.

For example, the guy who is blasting Hammer Red right now.

"Hey, are you too unqualified to be a chief?"

In the chief's hall, Black looked gloomily and soaked the bloody nine-tailed pirate whip in Red's wine. Then with a flick of his wrist, the vicious whip struck the person who was hanging on the beam. Red's fat belly was in pain, and Red's whole body twitched and screamed for mercy.

But the stinky pirate was holding back his anger, so how could he be spared like this?

"You are screaming in so much pain. Your guards haven't come in to take a look. It seems that you are really having fun. When everyone is working hard for the future, why are there so many in my fleet? What a bastard who doesn't want to make progress.

You damn bastard has single-handedly brought down the entire Immortal Pirates' style. I should really find a chance to create an 'accident' for you.

Speaking of which, when you are in a bad mood, do you like to go for a ride in a stylish and cool open-top carriage? I can choose a psychotic gunner with the best marksmanship among the black iron snipers for you.

I'd even lend him Titanstrike just to see your fat, green-skinned head explode with bullets. "

Blake asked in a sinister tone.

Reid, whose hands were hung on the beam, hanging in the air like a lump of fat, obviously knew why the captain was so angry. This cunning guy did not refute, but just kept flattering and begging for mercy, hoping that the captain would be relieved. Extinguish fire.

He shouted:

"My distinguished captain, in the secret room of my room there is a batch of goods that I have specially prepared for you. They are all high-quality goods that I extorted from the black dragon.

I have always said that I would find an opportunity to send it to you, but you have been busy during this period and have never found the opportunity.

It just so happens that you are here, why don't you put me down so that I can offer the gift with both hands and make you happy. You look like you are in a bad mood. "

"No, no need."

Black held his pipe in his mouth and swung the nine-tailed whip, and whipped the Red in front of him with all his strength, making the good-for-nothing chief scream and wail repeatedly.

But in fact, both Red and Black knew very well that the ritual nature of this punishment was greater than its practicality.

Redburn is a thick-skinned orc, and no matter how crotchless he is, he is still a high-level warrior who has experienced brutal wars. Moreover, this guy doesn’t know if it is because he is wearing the Heart of Stone, the world ring of Draenor, that he is here. Under the devastation of a luxurious life of living and drinking, his strength actually increased.

The critical point of becoming a legendary warrior has now been reached.

But with his decadent attitude towards life, if he doesn't use snacks, he probably won't be able to break through to the realm of legendary warriors in his lifetime.

To put it simply, the whip hurts.

But that's it.

Black did not use any harmful force. This sharp whip would at most leave some manly scars on Red's ridiculously big beer belly, but it would not really hurt him.

According to what Blake saw with his own eyes during his walk in Blackrock Tower, no matter how much he stretched his hips, Red was still qualified to complete the task assigned to him by Blake.

The entire Blackstone Legion is devoted to Red, and this is actually enough.

And if you look at it by puppet standards, Red is almost the most qualified puppet among all the "albatross" Black has released. He is the kind of bastard who can move with just a kick. Black doesn't need to worry about Red's sudden whims at all. What kind of cool thing is going on.

Such a bastard is a qualified chess piece that all conspirators love.

After being beaten continuously for more than ten minutes, Blake moved his wrist and threw the nine-tailed whip stained with blood aside. He blew out a smoke ring and looked at the pain in front of him with a helpless attitude, but his face was still twitching. Flattery Red Blackhand.

Unless he is killed here, or uses void magic to give him a frontal lobotomy, Black really can't find any way to discipline this hob who is determined to lie down.

And just in case

If Red suddenly becomes a warchief who works hard to rule after being "void cured", let alone Black's feelings, Shore and Storm Kingdom will definitely explode first.

A large part of the prerequisites for maintaining a fragile peace between Stormwind Kingdom and Blackstone Mountain is based on the fact that War Chief Red is a "waste" war chief who is known to be insufficiently enterprising.

"Whoosh"

The pirate threw a shadow flying knife and cut off the chain on Red's head, causing the fat guy to fall to the ground in a pool of blood. The chief who had just looked "weak" immediately became lively and vigorous after landing. It proves that this guy's acting skills of pretending to be pitiful are getting better and better.

He quickly ran into his chief's room, and a few minutes later, clad in luxurious silk pajamas and not bothering to wipe away the blood, he happily walked out with a magic treasure box in his arms, and respectfully placed it at Blake's feet.

As the box opened, the dazzling jewels jumped out, making the pirate's unhappiness quickly dissipate.

He took out a strange-shaped dragon fire orb from the box and played with it in his hand. The magic power wrapped around it danced and cheered on the pirate's fingertips, igniting a layer of shadow flames on the surface of this strange magic item made by the black dragon.

"Tell me, why did the news about the black dragon lag for so long?"

Blake stared at Reid who nodded and bowed, and said in a dissatisfied tone:

"Did I tell you to keep an eye on those black dragons and report any situation immediately? You are really too tired. I actually need to know about the black dragons from my drinking buddies!

What do I need you for? "

"ah?"

The pirate's question made the chief look confused. He hesitated for a few seconds and said guiltily:

"Did something happen to the black dragons? They are safe in the Blackwing Lair on the upper floor of Blackrock Tower. The peons I sent there did not send back any important information.

Captain, don't be angry yet, just listen to me.

I actually knew that the black dragons had bad intentions. When I returned from Draenor, I specifically asked their envoy in Blackrock Tower, but I quickly discovered a problem. "

Red blinked and whispered to Black:

"I found that as long as I asked about the situation of the black dragons and made a move to send someone into the Black Wing Lair to check, those black dragons would immediately send a batch of treasures to appease me.

I have used this method to extort a lot of good goods from Black Dragon. I exchanged money at Madam Guo Ya's black market and used the Yulian Gang's channels to get a lot of food from Pandaria.

Now, in addition to supporting the compatriots in Draenor, Blackrock Tower can also have a lot of surplus supplies.

It's not like I didn't know they were moving.

But I think it would not be harmful to your interests if you can maintain such a 'virtuous cycle'. "

The great chief pointed to the highly gold-rich magic treasure chest at his feet. He rubbed his hands and said to Blake:

"Look, Captain, these good things were hard to find in the past, but now I just need to make a gesture, and the black dragons will obediently send them to me, so that I can turn a blind eye to their affairs.

I only committed such a humiliating and blind act for the development of the Immortal Fleet. Judging from the wealth I have created for the fleet in recent times, I feel that I can be considered an underground worker who has penetrated into the Black Dragon. "

"You're still reasonable, right?"

Black gave Red a hard look, but he did understand the "neglect of duty".

No wonder Mrs. Guo Ya had previously sent a messenger to Tol Barad to express her gratitude to Black for his full support of the newly opened pirate black market in the South China Sea.

At that time, Black didn't know what he had done to make Mrs. Guo Ya so happy. Now the truth is revealed, it was Dog Red who was behind the scenes.

This can be considered a mistake.

The stinky pirate was sitting on the chair in front of the treasure chest. He looked at the various high-level dragon magic items piled in the box in front of him, as well as the works of art that were priceless at first sight. He rolled his eyes a few times and there was an idea. idea.

He coughed twice and said to Reid:

"In this way, if you go to Blackwing Lair this afternoon, you will say that Tol Barad's headquarters has noticed the secret peace between you and the black dragon, and you will act rudely like you want to take back Blackwing Lair to avoid getting into trouble. look.

Find a way to get another big deal from the black dragon. This time, the lion might as well ask for as much as he can. "

"Ah, are you going to attack the black dragon?"

Red was worthy of being an orc who had been a warchief for several years, and his brain was very useful. He immediately realized that a storm was about to blow in Blackstone Mountain.

Naturally, he did not dare to question Black's decision, but he felt regretfully that an excellent "long-term meal ticket" had just flown away.

According to Reid's idea, such high-quality "taken advantage" of Black Dragon is really hard to find all over the world. It should be squeezed out bit by bit like a stone roller to extract oil.

"Don't be so gloomy. Since you have created benefits for the fleet, let me tell you some good news."

Blake threw the dragon fire orb in his hand into the treasure box, and then threw the treasure box into his luggage. He crossed his fingers and said to Red:

"In the next few days, MI7 may send someone to have a confidential talk with you about the Stormwind Kingdom's shelter in Redridge Mountains. The ambitious Varian Wrynn plans to get rid of the burden of being an orc prisoner.

You know what to do, and you have to be prepared to bleed your wallet, they will definitely ask for a lot. "

"It doesn't matter, I can afford it!"

Reid's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard the news.

He was so excited that the whip marks on his body no longer hurt. He walked up and down the chief's hall and said excitedly:

“My retrieval of orc prisoners of war from Gilneas has earned me enough reputation in Draenor. If the problem of prisoners of war in Stormwind Kingdom can be resolved peacefully this time, then I will become a hero and great man in the entire history of the Orc Resurrection.

If I can bring back all my compatriots trapped in the human kingdom, my achievements will undoubtedly surpass Orgrim Doomhammer.

He is a destroyer who promotes war, and I am a savior who brings peace.

Tsk tsk, maybe my compatriots will put my statue under the ancient sacred mountain of Washu, alongside those legendary chiefs. In the future history, I will occupy a large space of praise.

This is really great.

Compared with this good news, those black dragon culprits are gone. Anyway, there are a lot of brainless bastards in this world, and I will be able to find the next one sooner or later.

correct! captain. "

The chief turned back and said with joy:

"I heard that you have become the son-in-law of the royal family of Terenas in the Kingdom of Lordaeron? Can you let go of your personal relationship and ask the Kingdom of Lordaeron to send someone to talk to me?

The price is easy to say. Even if Draenor spends all its resources, I can still lick the boards of Terenas' old coffin and let him release all my compatriots. "

"Why do you think I can help you make this happen?"

Black frowned and crossed his fingers again. The nine-tailed whip stained with blood on the ground returned to his hand under the pull of the void. He stared at Reid with a dangerous look and said:

"You bastard, are you trying to gain access to my dark wisdom again? Was the beating just now in vain?"

"No, no, no, it's not your wisdom that I covet this time."

Red showed a smile that all men understand. He glanced at Blake's crotch, rubbed his hands and said:

"I believe that your supreme masculine charm can easily conquer that 'dragon's slut' without the use of your terrifying and evil wisdom.

I mean...ah, why did you raise the whip?

Is this going to be a fight and a conversation at the same time?

It doesn't matter.

Feel free to whip me if it makes you happy. "