Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Early the next morning, on a Gilnean third-class battleship responsible for blocking the outer waters of Tol Barad, the sailors welcomed two strange "commanders".

They wore the uniforms of Gilnean naval captains, dressed very majestically, and also wore coquettish white gloves. They held command knives at their waists and pretended to wear wigs, looking like upper class people.

But the veterans saw through the real details of these two bad guys at a glance.

These are two old pirates!

This can be seen by looking at their skillful monkey-like movements from the traffic boat to climbing onto the ship, and the vigilant posture with which they hold their weapons as soon as they board the ship.

This is the reaction of pirates when they fight gang war.

If this wasn't obvious enough, the wooden left leg of the limping guy perfectly proved their origins.

In the disdainful eyes of the old sailors, Gilneas Naval Reserve Captain Matchleg Dan and his old buddy Conrad naturally understood what these guys were thinking.

But they don't care.

Haha, feel free to despise us, we are indeed pirates, but my military rank is higher than yours now. If you feel unhappy when you see us, you have to salute, otherwise you will be whipped.

Ha, this feeling is so good.

The two old pirates who had been recruited by the Gilnean fleet walked across the deck in a grand manner, came to the young captain of the battleship, and gave him a military salute in a decent manner.

But in addition to his movements, he also obviously has some pirate habits that have not been hidden, and he is also ruthless when he speaks.

"Well, your boat is pretty good."

Colonel Dan laughed, not caring about the alienation in the eyes of the captain in front of him.

He patted the side of the ship at hand and looked back at the clean deck wiped by the sailors behind him, as well as the sailors walking back and forth performing their duties.

There was a hint of disdain in the old pirate's eyes.

He spat roughly into the sea, turned back to the captain and said:

"But it just looks good. There are too many new recruits on this ship, and there are only a few veterans. If an emergency happens, you won't be able to even provide the most basic effective resistance.

The cable was in a mess.

If some newbie made a mistake while he was busy, the ship wouldn't even be able to furl the mainsail. "

"That's right. Look at the placement of the cannons on the deck and the location of your powder barrels. It makes me laugh out loud."

Colonel Conrad, who was next to Colonel Dan, also put his hands on his hips and laughed:

"Placing the gunpowder so far away is beautiful. But let me ask you, after the first round of shelling, how long does it take for your sailors to prepare for the second round of firing?

The gunpowder is stored at the joint between the deck and the cabin, as you can imagine.

When the enemy approaches, all it takes is a torch to explode the entire deck.

I heard that during the Orc War, you also saw the world with the Kul Tirans. Why didn't you learn from the good ones and just learned these tricks? "

Captain Gilneas, who originally looked down upon the two reserve officers who were pirates, was humiliated by the two pirates in turn. Within a few minutes, his face turned red.

But I couldn't refute it, which made me really angry.

"Now, don't think that we are just going through the motions here today."

Match-Legg Dan arrogantly knocked the deck with his wooden leg, and said to the captain in front of him:

"The two of us were personally sent by your northern lord to inspect the situation of the Gilnean fleet. After a while, the two of us will also be delegated the command of your five ships.

At that time, you will call us sir.

But I can say it in advance, man. "

He looked around, approached the captain, and said in a low voice:

"I will not report the bad situation of your ship. We are all lords, and we must save some face for you. I have had dinner with Baron Shivalaine before, and I know that you are his nephew.

Of course I will take care of you.

But when we are officially transferred here to command you, this ship will still look like this. Don't blame us for not giving you face then.

Okay, let's not go to the cabin.

The deck is like this, and the cabin must be in a mess too. "

The tall Colonel Conrad also crossed his arms. After Dan finished speaking, he also said in a cold tone:

"If you don't have the strength of the Kul Tiran people, don't learn from the bad habits of the Kul Tiran Navy! They have the qualifications to show off, but you don't. Keep a low profile and be simple.

How to fight a naval battle? You, a captain who came from the army, probably don't know as much as the veteran sailors on the ship.

Don't stay in the captain's cabin all the time, come out and talk to them more often. Otherwise, when you encounter a cannonball flying towards you, you will know that face is nothing at sea. "

Knowing that the other party was related to his uncle, the captain's face looked better.

But when the captain was about to invite the two old sea dogs to sit in the captain's cabin, the sailor on the observation deck above the main mast suddenly sounded the alarm.

There is an enemy!

The sailors on the entire deck were obviously stunned.

Then they started running around in a panic. Some were going to get weapons, some had opened their gun jackets, and some were ready to light the ignition stick, but were slapped by the old sailor next to them.

"Look, am I right?"

Looking at the panic on the deck, Match Leg Dan covered his face and said something. He nodded to Conrad, who immediately jumped onto the deck with vigorous movements and kicked over a sailor who was in a panic.

He shouted:

"Now, the deck is under my command! All the veterans who have fought in naval battles are here! The new recruits are ready at the gun positions. Don't be in a hurry to light the fire, you losers!"

Under his scolding, some old sailors on the deck quickly gathered together.

The young captain above also has some numb claws.

But Matchleg Dan whispered a few words in his ear, and the captain calmed down, held the command knife with a trembling hand, and tried to shout in a majestic voice:

"This battle will redefine the positions of the first mate, second mate, third mate, gunner, and bosun on the ship. The old sailors will lead the new recruits to fight, and those with superior results will be promoted immediately after the war!"

As soon as he said this, the old sailors who were still dawdling suddenly became excited. Without Conrad's command, they all yelled at the surrounding recruits to get ready for battle.

During this gap, Match Leg Dan took the monocular telescope from his attendant and looked at the location where the enemy information was coming from.

From the perspective of the telescope, he saw that the water nearly five nautical miles away from the ship he was on was rolling back abnormally, like an expanding whirlpool.

There is some force under the sea that causes the water to spin.

One third-rate battleship and two fourth-rate battleships were trapped in that sea area.

It could be clearly seen that the three ships were trying hard to stabilize their position, and one ship had even anchored in a panic. But even so, the two small ships were still spinning along the chaotic current.

The big ship was also a little unsustainable.

What's even worse is that under Match Leg Dan's gaze, the scope of the chaotic vortex is still expanding.

"We have to go and help them!"

The young captain also discovered a problem.

He put down the telescope and immediately wanted to order support, but Match Leg Dan grabbed his wrist. The old sea dog said to the young boy with a serious face:

"What help? Are you blind? No matter what is under the sea, that thing can control the ocean currents. This is not something that a toy ship like yours can handle.

withdraw!

Retreat immediately.

If those three ships have the same number of recruits as yours, they will really be hopeless.

Raise a semaphore and ask the stupid ship next to you to retreat with you! "

Although the young captain was born into a noble family and had never fought in a naval battle, he still had some idealism and courage.

He would hear the old pirate asking him to retreat, and he would immediately retort.

But the next moment, with the violent sound of the giant beast swallowing water, a black shadow jumped out from the bottom of the endlessly rolling sea as the people on the boat watched in stunned silence.

It's like a whale shark on the bottom of the sea hunting a bird in the sky.

The weird black giant charged straight up from the water at an oblique angle.

The fourth-class battleship it targeted was less than two-thirds of its size. The moment it was hit by the sharp keel horn, there was a loud noise like an artillery bombardment.

The poor little boat was like a toy in a child's hands, and it "jumped" when it was hit by a giant beast under the sea.

Match-Legg Dan, the old sea dog, was trembling all over his body.

The pirates, who had been trained in deadly battles on the sea for many years, immediately alerted the police.

As he watched, the moment the fourth-class battleship that was attacked from underwater emerged from the water, the bilge beneath it looked like it had been chewed hard by a big shark.

The solid oak hull was cracking.

And its entire hull was turning outwards. The impact and rolling at this terrifying angle had already determined that the ship would not be able to swing back to the sea.

In the old seal's telescope, he could clearly see that the desperate sailors were either knocked away by the shock, or they desperately jumped into the water to try to survive before the ship completely rolled over.

"Kakaka"

Amidst the harsh sound, like a giant beast chewing, the "monster" jumped out from the water like a large rhinoceros.

It used its terrifying collision angle to tear apart the opponent's hull, causing the latter to roll over, and then pushed the poor ship upside down and completely under the water as the waves rolled.

It itself "pressed" over the small boat with a broken bilge and keel arrogantly.

Like a dark knight who had completed a perfect charge, he was trampling the bones of the loser with his horse's hooves.

It wasn't until this moment that the bystanders could really see the attacker clearly.

A black ship.

It is as big as a standard second-class battleship.

The three masts are retracted, but this ghost thing definitely doesn't need masts to provide power. There is a gray-white dragon head skeleton on its towering bow as a bow image.

There are the same giant dragon heads spraying water outwards on both sides. There are no cannons on the deck, and there are no gun windows on the hull. It looks bare.

But above the leading observation deck of its main mast, there was a black pirate flag fluttering in the wind.

It was a pirate flag composed of a dagger, a crow and a skeleton. On the edge of the pirate flag, there was a broken trident pattern, which represented the North Sea pirates who had just been conquered by it.

When he saw this flag, Matchleg Dan took a step back in fear.

The telescope in his hand also fell to the deck, spinning from the undulating deck into the water.

He knows who this is.

The terrible pirates who destroyed the Zealots of the North Sea have arrived, and Tol Barad is their home port! The people occupying that place are not some weak and unknown pirates at all!

All the mysteries suddenly became clear in the old pirate's mind.

He vaguely saw a man in black raising his hand on the top of the ghost ship's stern, and then he saw the mist.

Those gray, cold, and sticky fogs, with the terrifying black ghost ship as its origin, act like a curtain on the rolling sea surface, trying to destroy the remaining two ships still struggling in the ocean currents." Devour" in.

There's something in that mist!

Matchleg Dan swore that he saw the undead Vrykul looming in the fog.

"They're finished and can't be saved."

The old pirate, whose clothes were soaked in cold sweat, looked back at the pale and shaky young captain, and said:

"You saw the monster with your own eyes. Now, do you want to continue to die? Or retreat?"

A few minutes later, the ship outside the fog lowered its main sail, and in dead silence, followed the not yet chaotic ocean currents, changed its course on the sea, and turned towards the distance.

Well, there is nothing wrong with calling it escape.

The young captain covered his ears, not daring to listen to the constant sound of shelling in the fog behind him. His compatriots were still fighting to the death in the ghostly fog, but he abandoned them.

His conscience suffered a terrible reproach.

The sailors on the ship looked at each other in confusion. Although everyone was holding a fire in their hearts, no one proposed to go back to rescue the victims.

They all witnessed the scene just now with their own eyes.

The ghost ship destroyed a fourth-class battleship with a single blow from under the sea in a devastating manner, which has deeply imprinted the word fear into the hearts of these recruits.

That's not something they can deal with.

"Take a sip."

Match Leg Dan pulled out his wine flask and drank a large sip of wine. Only then did he calm down his panic. He handed the wine flask to the young man next to him who was leaning on the railing and covering his face while crying, and said:

"Use alcohol to numb the fear, or vice versa, whatever you want. It's hard to do this for the first time, and I can't forget the nightmare I had for seven days when I first abandoned my brothers.

But it'll be fine if you get used to it.

Now that you have stepped into this sea, you must be prepared to face these ghosts. Let your fleet retreat. There is no point in blocking Tol Barad.

You ships alone can't deal with them.

Maybe the Kul Tiran tidesages can, but not you. "

The young captain took the wine bottle, raised his head and drank several times. He looked back at the fog behind him and gritted his teeth and said:

"We don't have the Tide Sage, but we have the Forest Witch. We are not afraid of it. Today's revenge will be repaid to that monster in full!"

After fear and shame, what fills my heart is anger.

But the young captain did not realize that behind him, two old pirates who had just been recruited were communicating with their eyes about something that was not convenient to say.

The Gilnean Navy's shiny broken ship looks like a pill. Is it too late to jump off the ship now?