Shadow Trails in Azeroth

(Additional update for "Huo Zheng is very good" brother [1/5])

The tattooed female Marci and a group of her subordinates were waiting for news at the foot of the hillside of the abandoned temple.

Not far away are Sir Attumen's cavalry and the Faldorei spider elves who have been transferred to provide support. On the coast southeast of the abandoned temple, the Nagfar and two pirate ships are also ready. Ready.

Thirty naval guns were aimed in the direction of the abandoned temple.

Once a signal is sent from there, the pirate ship can immediately start bombarding.

Although the defense of the temple is high and it is difficult for naval guns to hit it directly, it is not a big problem to first use a wave of artillery to clear the ground and frighten the exiles of the Children of the Night, and then let the pirates who have ambushed them rush up and capture the temple in one fell swoop.

According to the "popular" practice among pirates, this is how this battle should be fought!

Although there may be casualties, they have an absolute numerical advantage, and it's not a big deal if a few people die. However, the girl from Moon County provided them with another way to solve the problem tonight.

"How long has she been up there?"

Marci turned around anxiously and asked "Silver Moon" Harry next to her.

Under the protection of his silent wife Olanya, who wore an elf mask, the latter took out an elf-style pocket watch and pretended to look at it.

Then he reported to his first mate:

"Maybe ten to forty minutes."

"Are you kidding? There's such a big difference!"

Marci scolded irritably:

"Can you give me an exact time?"

"There's nothing I can do, my precious lucky pocket watch won't go away."

Harry showed Marci the pocket watch that had stopped rotating at some point, then scratched his bald hair and said:

"Maybe I drank too much last night and forgot to wind up the clock. The things these dwarfs make are just unreliable!"

"I think you are unreliable!"

The tattooed female first mate punched Silver Moon Harry on the shoulder, and she cursed:

"Since your watch is broken, why are you still looking at it? Just tell me that you don't know?"

"Doesn't this make me look professional?"

The old sea dog rubbed his shoulders and cried out:

"Didn't your Excellency Commander say that the Immortal Fleet only needs the most professional and elite pirates? I'm working hard in that direction."

"Marsi! Look, someone is coming down!"

Just when the tattooed woman was clenching her fists, planning to give Harry a good beating, on the other side of the hillside, the handsome pirate "Handsome Guy" Terry, wearing a white linen shirt and a black face scarf, suddenly hit him. A whistle.

He played with the snake-shaped dagger, pointed upward, and said to the first mate:

"It seems that the elf has come down. There should be news."

"Um?"

Only then did Marci let go of Harry, the old sea dog who was pressed to the ground and barking.

She jumped up quickly, poked her head forward and took a look, and found that it was indeed the weird Elf Runas, the Son of the Night from before.

The latter was riding a heavy Sha'dorei golem that was more than two meters tall and looked like a centaur. It was covered with metal armor pieces and had blue energy running through it.

It's like riding an elephant.

He held the emblem and flag of the Yuejun family in his hand and walked down the hillside proudly.

"Hey, stinky pirates!"

Runas, who was wearing a servant uniform of exquisite texture, whistled triumphantly and waved the flag in his hand, calling the group of rude pirates to come out of their hiding place.

He rode a borrowed inferior golem like a mighty knight on a war horse.

He raised his head, straightened his back, and shouted to Marci and the others:

"Miss Yuejun has already finished it. A golem craftsman, ten golem apprentices, more than a hundred Nightborne exiles, and more than thirty newly made golems.

These are all 'gifts' given to the Immortal Fleet by Miss Anares as a reward for you after being taken care of by you these past few days.

My noble master, I invite you pirates to come and receive your loot.

Uh, I forgot, you don't understand Salas.

What a bunch of barbaric and ignorant hairless trolls! "

Runas, who felt that he had suddenly become a master, vomited harshly.

He watched the pirates who were ambushing ahead emerge from their hiding places. He simply stopped talking and sat on the golem, making a "Follow me" gesture to them.

"What was he talking about just now?"

The tattooed girl Marci heard Runas's jabbering and obscure Saras language, but she couldn't understand the language, so she looked back at Silver Moon Harry, the famous "elf expert" among the North Sea pirates. .

The latter was stunned for a moment, then touched the mark of the slap on his face by Marci. The old sea dog hesitated and whispered:

"What, he should have said, 'It's done from above, let's send people to follow'."

This was of course Harry's guess.

His level of Salas language is limited to being able to understand some daily expressions, and he cannot understand the ancient Salas language that was popular 10,000 years ago, such as Son of the Night.

Harry translated it randomly and looked at Marci with some anxiety.

The latter also stared at him suspiciously.

A few seconds later, Marci coughed, pointed at Harry and said:

"Then you follow him. If it's safe up there, send a signal to us. If you are unfortunately ambushed and die, I will take care of your wife."

"D!"

The old sea dog panicked instantly.

He wanted to plead, but suddenly he heard a hoarse voice coming from beside him.

"What the elf said really means 'it's done from above'."

Moros, wearing a butler uniform, walked out of the shadows and said to the group of pirates in front of him:

"Miss Anares's rebellion is going very smoothly.

The Nightborne exiles in the temple have all pledged their allegiance to her and her family. Send someone quickly to receive them and arrange a temporary residence for them on the third deck of the Alpaca.

Send those golems, as well as the materials used to make them, to the Alpaca. "

The undead butler is the person that these pirates fear.

Because he is always elusive, this skill can easily steal the pirates' treasures, and can also easily take the life of anyone who is disloyal to the commander.

Therefore, what Moros said was very weighty.

Under his orders, Marci immediately sent out pirates and followed Runas into the abandoned temple. Sir Atumen's cavalry also went up there and "escorted" the Children of the Night all the way to the Alpaca.

"Mr. Moros, I would like to apply for a supply of magic wine from Captain Eudora to give to my new servants as a treat to relieve their tension and depression."

At the entrance of the abandoned temple of "Peaceful Liberation", with a glass of thousand-year magic wine in her hand, Anares Yuejun stood under the gorgeous parasol held by two servants for her, and said to Moros :

"The large amount of magic wine we looted in Suramar City last time should be enough to supply my servants for a long time. This will help them integrate into the new environment, and it will not hurt the Commander."

This request made Moros blink his almost rotten eyes, and he said in a gentle tone:

"Ms. Yuejun, Captain Eudora is solely responsible for this kind of demand related to fleet supplies. You only need to persuade her to do this.

Also, did you adapt to life in a pirate group so quickly? You seem to be enjoying it? "

"Well, yes, I find this life very interesting."

Anares handed the wine glass in his hand to the butler Runas, who tried to pretend to be serious but still looked like a monkey.

The latter humbly took the master's wine in his hand, took two steps back, turned around, raised his head and poured the remaining wine into his mouth. The mellow aroma of the thousand-year magic wine that he had never drunk before made Runas a little A little tipsy and a little shaky.

The poor exile calls himself a citizen of Suramar, but even when he was at his most prosperous in Suramar, all his wealth could not afford to buy this unique cup of treasure.

"well."

Runas's performance made Anares frown. She really wanted to kick this embarrassing guy down the mountain. Letting such a guy be the housekeeper was simply humiliating the Yuejun family's reputation.

"Mr. Moros, as you can see, my new butler is a bit...unseemly."

The girl from Yue County rolled her eyes, leaned down to the old housekeeper, and begged:

"I hope to have a butler who is truly from the upper class and can teach him some basic etiquette. I heard that you once served a real big shot. Could you please help me teach Runas."

“My former master is indeed one of the most noble people in the world, but now I am also serving a big shot, Miss Yuejun.

As a housekeeper, you cannot judge your master at will. "

Moros replied meaningfully.

He glanced at the drunken Runas again and said:

“Of course, I’d also like to set a good example for your new butler.

Finally, I would like to remind you, Miss Tsukigun, that working under Master Black is very hard.

Gambling and war on the sea are not political games as you think. The profession of piracy also involves many bloody and barbaric actions that you have never been exposed to.

I hope you have been mentally prepared in advance before actually entering the industry. "

After speaking, Moros took a step forward and hit Runas on the neck with precision with a hand knife, who had already started talking nonsense. Then he turned around and disappeared into the shadows while carrying this skinny and shameful guy.

"Well, this golem is very handsome!"

After Moros left, the tattooed girl Marci came over whistling and holding a sailor sword.

She immediately saw the golden demon statue parked behind Anares.

This thing is similar in appearance to other Sha'dorei golems, but is larger, more than three meters tall, and looks like an elephant made of steel.

The most obvious is its livery.

Different from other silver-gray golems, this head is golden, golden, and has many fine decorations, which looks gorgeous and powerful.

"Not bad right?"

Seeing Marci coming over, Miss Yuejun showed a smile and introduced to her friend:

"This is a gift given to me by my personal golem consultant, Mr. Levodas. It is an elite golem carefully crafted by him. Its name is 'Sephanus'.

It means ‘steel giant’.

It is made completely according to the standards of Suramar War Golem. Although there are still some minor flaws in the energy source, it is already a very good work.

Early tomorrow morning, I will ride it to the ruins of Zahnar, where I will meet the leader of the Nightborne exiles in Azsuna. "

"Um?"

Hearing this, the tattooed female first mate was stunned for a moment. She realized what Anares was going to do, and she spoke out to persuade:

"I think you're crazy!

You are lucky if you can persuade these more than 100 people to surrender tonight, and they still want to go to Zachnar. I heard that there are more than 600 Nightborne exiles there, and it is a big fortress.

You have been ruled by that Prince Ayles for many years. If you go there by yourself, once those exiles have some bad intentions, you will be finished!

You are not even a mage. Although you have noble blood, you will die if you are stabbed. "

"No, people from the Yuejun family never do anything they're not sure of."

Anares shook his head and said confidently:

"You are not a Shal'dorei, my friend.

You don't understand my people's obsession with identity. Even if they are exiled to this wilderness, they will stubbornly try to retain their class and status.

I have heard that Ailes, the leader of this group of exiles, is not a prince at all, but just an arrogant person from a minor noble family. He is able to gather so many people to serve him.

As for me, I am the serious eldest lady of the Yuejun family.

Much more noble than him! "

The girl from Yue County covered her mouth and smiled implicitly. Seeing that the female pirate in front of her still didn't understand, she reminded her again:

"The exiles obeyed the false nobles in exchange for spiritual comfort. If they had the opportunity to serve the real top nobles, they would definitely abandon the miserable prince without hesitation.

Tonight's events proved that.

Lord Black asked you to capture the exiles here just to form another group of elf pirates in his fleet. Marci, my friend, who do you think is the most suitable to be the leader of this pirate faction? "

"Ailes?"

The tattooed female first mate replied without thinking:

"Isn't he a legitimate leader of these guys? Your Excellency the Commander also said that you want him to become a real 'Pirate Prince'."

"it's me!"

Seeing how slow Marci was, Anaris shook his head helplessly.

She put her hands on her hips, assumed an elegant and noble posture, brushed her hair, and said brightly:

"I have identity, status, inheritance, and I don't mind doing some deception. I am the most qualified person to become the Pirate Queen of the Son of Night!

I am the most suitable person.

Please help me, Marci.

You go back and tell Captain Anne what I said. If she supports me to become the leader of the Nightborne pirates, I will definitely form an alliance with her. You see, the orcs and trolls have formed an alliance.

The fox people are neutral.

The snakemen only care about their new home on the island called Tol Barad.

You human pirates are weak, and the North Sea pirates have been hostile to the Commander. We are still in the inspection period, and you need friends.

I also need. "

The girl from Yue County played with a strand of her hair, blinked her purple eyes, and said to the female pirate in front of her:

“This is just like when I played the noble game in Suramar. A newly born family must have enough friends to gain a foothold in the upper class.

Now, it's just a change to a more exciting circle, and the rules of the game have not changed.

Believe me, my friend, I know how to use rules best. "