Shadow Trails in Azeroth

On the deck of the Nagfar, Blake glanced at the alien creature Shadwalker, who was dripping blood at his feet and howling as he died.

The stinky pirate was now filled with murderous intent. He drew out his legendary sword and drew it on the ugly guy's neck. He glanced forward again. In the dark deep sea in the distance, he could faintly see some dark things falling in the water.

It was a mine made by engineering craftsmen. It was round in size, and the iron shell was covered with spikes. It looked silly, big and black.

But it's actually quite destructive.

This thing is of little use in real naval battles. Their large-scale deployment takes time, so they are generally used for sea blockade before war or during confrontation.

Now the deep sea in front of us is full of mines, which makes it impossible for the Nagfar to pass through this sea area at super fast speed.

One or two mines cannot damage the strengthened hull of the ghost ship, but the Gilneans frantically dropped hundreds of mines of various types into the water in front of them.

They were determined to block the Nagfar and Black in this sea area, preventing them from going back to join the undead pirates who were being surrounded by the Gilnean fleet on the sea near Tol Barad.

I have to say, this is a very smart tactic.

Without Black's command and prestige suppression, it would be difficult for the undead pirates who rushed out of the harbor to fight against each other to form a unified command.

The most important thing is that if the Nag'far cannot block its vision with ocean pollution and engage in a head-on battle, the old ships of the undead pirates will be difficult to compete with the Gilneas fleet in terms of the number of guns and the quality of the ships.

Genn Greymane's goal is clear.

What he wanted was Tol Barad Island. It would be best if all the undead pirates could be wiped out. If not, then it would be acceptable to use firepower to cripple them and drive them away.

This can be seen from the fact that he arranged mines in advance to block Blake's way. Gene really did not think about catching Blake, tied up and hanged.

Probably because what happened in Dalaran and Lordaeron allowed Genn to see Black's huge energy, he didn't want to completely break up with this difficult guy.

He also hoped that the pirates would quit and retreat after seeing his determination.

I have received the message you wanted to convey, Your Majesty Jean, but unfortunately, I have no intention of handing that island over to anyone now.

The stinking pirate wiped his feet with Yaron Shadwalk, who was in great pain after being pierced by an arrow in the head. He turned around and glanced behind him. The pirate dragon was bringing the torrent elemental Ekron brought out of the Violet Prison onto the deck.

You are finally here, Lord Ekron, the warrior of the Tidehunter.

Blake turned his head, pointed forward, and said in a gentle tone to the torrent elemental whose body was surrounded by cold water:

I will fulfill my agreement with you. After arriving at my base camp, I will send you back to the plane of the Throat of the Abyss. But as you can see, there is a little 'problem' on our return journey.

The stupid Gilneans are blocking our way home.

I think you should be very angry now, so please destroy those stupid ships in the name of His Majesty the Tide Hunter.

Facing the invitation to join the battle from the stinky pirates, Riptide Elemental shook its body covered in ice blade armor and said angrily:

“No, I cannot intervene in your mortal battles.

This is impermissible behavior and will create new enemies for my Majesty. His Majesty the Tide Hunter has always taught us that the way to survive for water elements is to be patient and size up the situation.

I didn't ask you to attack them directly.

The pirate rolled his eyes and said:

I just ask you to clear away these evil engineering creations that stand in our way.

I don't even need you to destroy them. I just need you to move the distribution positions of those mines to both sides and clear a path for my ship to pass quickly.

This is not an act of war at all, is it?

I don't want to fight these bastards. My subordinates must be frightened now, and I just want to go home and see.

Is this also wrong?

Well, cunning thinking.

Elulon, the Riptide Elemental, laughed heartily.

Blake's sophistry seemed to convince it, and the cold element swayed forward and came to the bow of the Nagfar, which was suspended on the seabed and decorated with the skull of a giant dragon.

It waved the sword made of ice in its hand and swung it forward.

The next moment, the water around the ghost ship turned into an invisible punch and struck forward. In the harsh friction sound of the vortex surrounding the hull, the eyes were filled with black mines everywhere in the sea water, which were swept up by the current and destroyed the retainers. , like scattered grapes, wrapped in sea water and thrown to the trenches on both sides.

In less than a minute, an underground channel large enough to allow the passage of the Nagfar was cleared. Black didn't even need to give an order, and this increasingly spiritual ghost ship started immediately.

As the rudder swayed, it rushed towards the safe waterway like a swimming fish.

The undead pirates on the deck cheered.

They shouted insults and taunted Genn and all the female ancestors of Gilneas, and expressed their obscene desire for intimacy with those women in foul language.

But unfortunately, the ocean currents under the deep sea are like thick barriers, sealing their enthusiastic declarations in the deep sea.

Take your murlocs and lift those mines up to me! Bring them to the sea and create several circles around these ships, so that they can experience the power of this unreliable dwarf engineering weapon. .

Ha, the ocean version of ‘drawing the ground as a prison’.

This will teach these Gilnean landlubbers how dangerous it is to make a living on the sea. They must be careful not only of the ferocity of their enemies, but also of their own weapons.

Blake glanced at the bottom of the five warships that were looming above the water, and he ordered the little murloc at his feet:

I will leave a team of sea knights to help you. The sooner it is completed, the better. The main battlefield is still waiting for you. Did you lose what I gave you last time?

Quack!

Benbolba closed his legs, straightened his waist hard, and made a pirate military salute to Black. He took out his beloved fish-man pirate hat from his bag and put it on his head.

He took out the things that Blake had given it before in the North Sea's Rogue Port, and then blew a shrill fish whistle backwards.

Soon, a large group of nearly a hundred fish-man pirates of various colors gathered from all directions.

The leader of the Guala Guala Pirate Group, the first mate Old Blind Eye and the second mate Cookie, each held two murloc pirate flags and were gearing up for a big fight.

Very good! If you do this well, I will give you credit.

Black gave instructions to the little fish man, indicating that it could go to work.

But the Bulldog lingered and refused to leave. Its big cute eyes were staring at the alien dragon Shadwalker at Black's feet.

There was an obvious expression of disgust on its face, probably because it thought this thing was too ugly.

But then he croaked and waved to his owner, making a gesture that only he and Blake could understand. As a result, this request made the pirate's eyes widen.

Isn't it? Do you have such strong taste? Do you want something so ugly? Don't you have a big owl?

The little fish man shrugged in a very humane manner, raised his paw, and clenched it in front of Blake's eyes, making an I want them all gesture.

Okay, once the work is done this time, I'll leave it to you.

Blake waved his hand and ignored the weird aesthetics of his stupid little fish-man. He kicked the little fish-man who was fishing and scolded:

Get to work! Stop dawdling.

Quack

The little fish man screamed and called his deep-sea beast to rise quickly from the bottom of the sea. With a graceful movement, he jumped out of the water film on the deck of the Nagfar.

Soon, a large group of Wuyang Wuyang fishmen disappeared on both sides of the sea, and five sea knights were also sent out to direct the stupid fishmen to work.

Without the sailors on several Gilnean warships on the sea noticing, the magical Nag'far broke through their mine blockade and sped towards the waters of Khaz Modan.

Oh, it happened so suddenly. I even said I brought you a gift. You will definitely like it.

The pirates handed over the affairs on the deck to their first mate as the temporary commander, and asked Zarak and Kanrisad to be the temporary boatswain to command the group of scum who had just joined the gang. They also entrusted Windrunner's mother to be the political commissar.

Whoever dares to run away from the battle will be killed with an arrow.

He quickly walked into the cabin of the ghost ship. In the darkness, the pirate took out a perfect soul stone from his bag and put it to his ear. He could still hear the sharp dragon roar coming from inside.

The pirate grinned.

He threw the soul stone in his hand towards the darkness in the cabin in front of him. The moment it fell into the darkness, it disappeared, as if it had been thrown into the water, or as if it had been swallowed by an invisible thing.

Xal'atath told me that your consciousness incarnation in the material world is about to be shaped, but you can't find a suitable template, so I brought it to you.

Just use her as a template.

Her image is pleasing to the eye, she lived a long time, and her rich emotions help you establish your own character. But learn from the good ones and don’t learn from the bad ones.

Blake warned carefully:

At your fastest speed, it will take three to four hours to reach Khaz Modan from here. This time should be enough for you to complete the shaping of your consciousness, right?

From now on you can communicate directly with us in language, right?

Kacha

There was a numbing chewing sound in the cabin, and then the huge cold consciousness touched the pirate's perception as if in response.

Jean Blake said with regret:

Ha, that's it. I thought this time we would have a 'ship girl' to accompany us through the difficult war years, but it doesn't matter. Slow work will lead to careful work.

Just take your time and don't affect the battle.

Also, when will your Sephiroth collision angle be ready? When the game actually starts, we might use it. What? Are you afraid of pain?

Hello! You are a ship, how can you be afraid of pain?

Just be strong, okay?

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The captain asked old Gani to send new combat orders!

On the deck of the Alpaca, the fully armed fox pirate captain Eudora wore an eye patch and waved a piece of paper to the orc Maimu, the snake prophet Warwick and Captain Grayson behind him, and Captain Elres. shouted:

Come here, I want to read it to you!

What are you reading! When is it?

Ghost Captain Grayson waved his Bloodletter sword and shouted:

The First Fleet of Gilneas is chasing us, and they are chasing us. Just because of your two slow ships, we can't even fight back.

If he continues like this, he will be chased and surrounded by them in two hours at most!

With our meager firepower, it would be difficult to escape from them.

Yes, this fleet is full of problems.

Grayson's old friend, another ghost captain Elres, also shouted:

Black and the Nagfar are not here, and the rest of you can't suppress the situation at all, and the hearts of every ship are floating. Those old pirates are still stable, and their fear of Black prevents them from escaping at this time.

But those new recruits are not good at all. They have never experienced such a big scene.

And our numbers are too small. Gilneas’s ships and people are at least twice as many as ours! It's time to break out at this time. Head-on confrontation is a very stupid choice.

We are pirates, we are not the navy!

People's hearts are floating? Haha, what kind of problem is that?

The orc Maimu wore a heavy elf-style helmet and carried a strange red coral halberd on his back. The orc pirate with burns on his face said indifferently:

Gaurk and his tribe haven't eaten anything this morning. They are very hungry. Anyone who dares to spread rumors will be thrown directly into the sea! Eudora, tell me the captain's order.

snort.

The little fox man snorted arrogantly, glanced at the paper in his hand, confirmed the order, coughed a few times, and said to the captains in front of him:

Commander Black ordered us to immediately turn to the direction of Palatine Bay and drive as fast as possible to the vicinity of Tide Island. He was also rushing there from the direction of Nanhai Town to meet us.

We chose that place as the place for the showdown between the undead pirates and the Gilnean navy!

He's crazy!

When this order was spoken, the old pirate Elres, who was familiar with the terrain of the nearby sea area, exclaimed in surprise.

He lost his voice and said:

Isn't that a public supply port for the Alliance Navy? This allows us to plunge into the enemy's 'pocket formation'. We will be blocked there by the two fleets of Gilneas, one from the south and the other from the north!

We will be caught in a trap!

Then, he was buried in the belly of a fish in humiliation.

We will go wherever the captain tells us to go! Whatever the captain tells us to do, we will do it! He will guide us to a glorious victory, just like countless miracles in the past!

Maimu and Eudora had no complaints about this order.

The orc glanced at the frightened old pirate. He stared at him and said in a deep voice:

It doesn't matter if it's the Gilneans or some other bastard across from them, they will all die today! If you want to be a traitor, then you will die too!

Die again!

What are you doing?

Captain Elrez also tightened his grip on the rusty sailor's knife at his waist.

He looked at Red in front of him, then at Grayson beside him, and said:

Why are you just watching? Tell me something. You can't possibly not know that this is sending you to death, right?

Well this is indeed a death sentence for the average person.

Grayson nodded, then pulled out the musket from his waist and put it against Elrez's head. He said:

But this time, I support our commander. Do you want to run? Elreth, howl and run away like the wild dog that had its spine broken when you were chased by the Kul Tirans. ?

Sorry, I introduced you to the fleet, I must be responsible for your loyalty!

Blake doesn't need that, but you have to be loyal! Again, I won’t offend the Commander just because of you, please be more decent!