Shadow Trails in Azeroth

The rest of the night passed quietly.

Under Black's order, the orc warlock Evil Eye took out all his magic materials with a painful look on his face, including those he "inherited" from his former companions who were killed by him.

Several soul stones filled with the souls of the orcs who died on the Broken Shore were also thrown to the imp Daglop.

The collected souls can be used as "experience" to make Black stronger, but the pirate did not use all of them. He kept some as "materials".

Now it finally comes in handy.

Merry Dongfeng guessed what Blake was going to do.

But the old mage, who was calm about Buddhism because he was well-informed, had no intention of getting involved.

That night, the ship sailed on the sea very smoothly.

Except for the helmsman under Red who almost accidentally hit a whale shark that came up for air while driving the boat, the journey south was uneventful.

At this time, almost seven days had passed since they left the Broken Islands. The ship had crossed the uninhabited waters near the Maelstrom, and would enter the South China Sea in a day or two.

But beneath the calm, undercurrents are still surging.

At almost dawn, Blake appeared quietly on the deck. He was wrapped in a shadow curtain and walked around the deck like a captain inspecting his ship.

Finally, in front of the battleship, it stopped at the edge of the gun deck.

In the darkest time of the day, Blake put his hands on the railing and looked at the sea in front of him. There was no moon tonight, and there was only a dim sea of ​​stars above his head.

The dim starlight reflected on the sea surface, not only did not make the sea surface brighter, but instead filled it with an obscurity like a lightless sea.

The ocean is as quiet as a sleeping lady.

But it's like a veil filled with darkness, hiding the dark secrets contained within.

"The ship is slowing down, we are yawing, and you are planning something dangerous."

Garona's voice sounded behind the pirate. Blake looked back and saw the orc assassin dragging a knocked-out black-toothed orc towards the side of the ship.

"How did he provoke you?"

Blake leaned against the edge of the first deck, folding his arms, and watched Garona throw the unconscious orc into the sea. He asked with interest:

"How many people have you pushed down in the past few days?"

"He didn't mess with me. He has no enmity with me."

Garona shrugged in the darkness and complained jokingly:

"I was just carrying out our captain's order to get rid of the restless people who plotted against him. You don't know, our captain is really a madman.

In the past few days, with his tacit approval, I have pushed nearly ten people into the sea. "

"Leave him alive."

Blake smiled softly and said:

"We'll need him soon."

"You are indeed planning something, let me tell you, how could you allow these orcs to secretly join forces to rebel? Do you know that they even made plans in secret?

These orcs are not stupid.

In the past few days, they had secretly checked with Merry Dongfeng, who was not thinking right. The old mage also told them clearly that he would not help you when you are in danger.

They also try to find me in the shadows, trying to bribe me into giving up on protecting you. "

Garona curled her lips and said:

"Led by a few radical guys, they want to overthrow your rule over the ship in the next few days, seize the ship, cut you and your gangsters of the violent clan into pieces, and throw them into the sea. Feed the sharks.

They also have to imprison Red and Maimu who betrayed the tribe, and then drive the ship back to the eastern continent to join Warchief Orgrim. "

"This plan is good. It's full of pirate and orc style. I like it."

The pirate whistled carelessly, praising this rebellion plan against him. He rubbed his chin, walked to Garona, squatted down, and looked at the knocked-out Black-Tooth Orc.

explain:

"Is this guy the leader of the rebels?"

"This is the third one. The first two guys who tried to stir up trouble were thrown into the sea and fed to the fishes."

Garona kicked the unconscious orc and said:

"I have told you long ago that you cannot use this kind of coercion to deal with orcs. If these instigators are thrown into the sea, not only will it not scare them, but it will make them hate you even more.

You're sitting on a powder keg that's about to explode at any moment, so what's your plan? "

"You have never been to Kul Tiras, and you don't know the rules of our place. On any ship we have there, the status of the pilot is very transcendent.

They can bring the ship back to port under any circumstances and ensure the safety of the crew. "

Blake raised his head and said to Garona without answering the question:

“In the country where I was born, navigators were regarded as heroes by the citizens, but now, as you can see, these Black Tooth Orcs disrespect me as a navigator and captain.

As orcs, they are not very willing to obey my command as a human.

They are provoking me.

So I want to use the navigator's method to punish them. "

Blake stood up, pointed to the tilted mast above his head, and said to Garona:

"The fixed position of the three sails is now seriously deviated. Those black-toothed orc sailors obviously did not adjust the sail angle according to my instructions.

Maybe they are too lazy to do it.

Maybe it was their way of expressing provocation to me.

But the sails twisted at this angle cannot be accelerated by the sea wind at all, and the speed of the ship will inevitably decrease. "

He pointed to the sea again and said:

“Secondly, this sea area happens to be on the edge of the Great Whirlpool Current, and further south is where it meets the South China Sea Current. The water conditions are quite complex.

The arrogant and violent Blacktooth Orcs may have learned some navigation skills, but this is their first time in this sea area and they don't understand them at all. "

Blake grinned, pointed to his head in the darkness, and said:

"but I know.

In the years before the outbreak of the Orc War, the Third Fleet of Kul Tiras where I belonged would conduct military cruises in this area every year to show off its military power.

Deterring the goblin consortium, thereby ensuring the commercial interests of the kingdom of Kul Tiras.

I've been on cruises like this since I was a teenager, more than once.

I am very familiar with the ocean currents at the edge of the South China Sea. The current yaw angle of the ship is wrong, which will cause it to be 'entangled' in the ocean current at the edge of the maelstrom. To put it simply, the ship has now started to circle in circles. "

The pirate stretched out his fingers and made a circular motion. He crossed his arms, glanced at the dark sea ahead, and said:

"If it continues to drop at the current speed, in four hours, the ship's course will deviate to a very subtle point, and its speed will drop to less than 7 knots.

Based on the fact that the distance between me and the 'friends' chasing behind me has been getting closer and closer in the past few days, as long as the Hablon and his Nagfar chasing behind me are a little stronger.

At most, by tonight's evening, the keel battleship filled with dead people will appear within the sight of these black-toothed orcs.

Those brutal Kvaldir Mist warriors in Hades are the ‘pointers’ in my hands, and they will teach these Blacktooth Orcs who plan to rebel against me a lesson they will remember for a lifetime. "

"Too risky."

The legendary assassin frowned and glanced at the silent deck and the cabin where low snoring could be heard, and she said:

"This is not land. If this ship is as big as this, once it is attacked and destroyed, we will become a living target on the sea, and we will not even have a chance to retreat.

What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that?

Did I say something wrong? "

Before Garona could finish her words, she saw Blake staring at her with a strange look on his face. This made the legendary assassin realize that she might have said something stupid, so she asked back.

The pirate shook his head and explained:

"You really don't know anything about naval warfare, right? I took you on the Nagfar personally, and we all know the situation of that ship.

Let me ask you, did you see the underwater collision angle in front of that keel battleship?

No!

Are there cannons on its decaying decks?

No!

It still uses the Vrykul's harpoon cannon, and its range is not as good as the naval gun on this ship.

That ship is a 'transport ship' used by Hela to transport souls to Hades. Although it looks scary and can travel underwater, it is not an assault ship used for close combat.

It will not rush up from the sea at close range, give our ship a salty attack, and paralyze us on the sea.

It doesn't have that function at all!

As long as Hablon is in his right mind, he will not implement such dangerous tactics that may damage the structure of the Nagfar.

So as long as the orcs can withstand the first wave of Kvaldir Mist Warriors rushing onto the ship, we have a good chance of disengagement. "

"But what if the orcs can't stand it?"

Garona asked:

"Those half-giant undead just look at their stature, and their power is far greater than that of the orcs. As long as a small number of half-giants rush onto the ship, we will still be entangled, as you said before.

The Nagfar does not rely on the sea breeze to accelerate. Once it bites us, we will be unable to escape. "

"So while teaching the orcs a lesson, we must also create some trouble for Habulon's damn ship. Don't worry, I have already arranged this."

Blake waved his hand and said to Garona:

"When the battle begins, I need you to protect the masts and sails of this ship. The Ravager Orcs under Evil Eye will help you and try not to let Kvaldir destroy them.

It is very close to the South China Sea. As long as this ship is not sunk by Habulon, there will be many ships for us to "change" when we reach the South China Sea trade route. "

Blake breathed a sigh of relief. He told Garona all his battle plans, and then said to the legendary assassin:

"This plan seems risky, but it is worth it. I don't have time to correct the mentality of these stupid and violent Black Tooth Orcs. I can only make them truly aware of the situation they face.

This is an "education of love".

After this small "punishment", as long as these rebellious orcs can survive, they will become docile for a long time.

I need this kind of obedience very much for the rest of our journey.

But if my adventure fails and the ship is captured by Habulon, you will be free, Lady Garona, and will no longer have to repay my debt of gratitude.

You must have a way to escape, don't hesitate when the time comes. "

Blake grinned, waved to Garona, acted like a captain, clasped his hands behind his back, and leisurely returned to the stern of the ship.

The legendary assassin shrugged, glanced at the unconscious rebel leader at his feet, and did not push him off the side of the ship, but quietly disappeared into the floating shadows.

Everything is progressing in an orderly manner.

It wasn't until seven hours later, in the afternoon when the sun was shining brightly, that behind a battleship full of orcs, nearly twenty nautical miles away, a sound like a giant beast swallowing water suddenly sounded.

The Nagfar, which had not been seen for a long time, was like a giant whale leaping from the water under the sea, leaping onto the surface of the sea while the sea water was rolling.

Habulon, holding the soul-inducing lamp in his hand, stood on the deck of the keel battleship as usual.

He held the soul-capturing war scythe and looked at the ship at the end of his sight that was unaware of the approaching danger with cold and ruthless eyes.

Habulon raised the soul-inducing lamp in his hand.

Large strands of gray mist rolled with his will, escaping from the hull of the Nagfar, like a rolling fog dragon, roaring and covering the sea in all directions.

The cold and damp fog blocked the sunlight. In the ominous gray fog, the impatient fog pirates looked up to the sky and let out violent laughter.

The captain of the Kvaldir Legion held a pale white keel horn and blew it in the mist. The low horn sound echoed on the windy sea.

One after another, the tall half-giant undead warriors held corroded halberds, shouted slogans, and pushed the small and slender dragon-headed longships full of Vrykul characteristics into the sea. In front of each ship hung a strange... Lantern of light.

"The betrayer is ahead!"

These warriors in Hell shouted to each other noisily with broken gong voices:

"In the name of the Queen! Take back their souls! We will decorate our ships with the blood-stained heads of the living! Charge forward!

plunder!

plunder! ! !

Kill them all! "