MTL - Azeroth Shadow Trail-Chapter 14 13. Orc Killer (Part 1)

   Chapter 14 13. Orc Killer (Part 1)

   Nearly twenty days ago, the Great Chief Orgrim personally led the main force of the orcs and crossed the Khaz Modan Sea under the cover of the red dragon.

The raid commanded by the warchief smashed the human frontline Nanhai Town, allowing the orcs to stand firm. Laran.

   These three important military locations are like a line, blocking the advance of the tribe, and even if the orcs capture these tough bones, there is an arc-shaped Alterac Mountains natural danger ahead.

   was right in the way of their entry into the heart of Lordaeron.

The terrain like    is easy to defend and difficult to attack. Ser Lothar, the commander of the human kingdom, is obviously a commander with extremely rich experience in warfare. Before the arrival of the orcs, he set up a "welcome" scene for the greenskins.

   In the face of the human side's determined strategy of sticking to the counterattack, Warchief Orgrim's attempt to destroy the kingdom's fighting spirit and end the war in a short period of time can be said to have been shattered.

  Unless the orcs can win by surprise on the site where humans have lived for nearly three thousand years.

   And these grand strategies are all questions for the chiefs to think about. The orc warriors of the small clan only need to execute the necessary tactical offensive, such as now.

   It was the Orc Bone Chewing Clan who attacked Dangarok, which was once a first-class clan in the world of Draenor, but unfortunately it was unlucky in the upheaval of the Orc World, and became a vassal of the Shattered Hand Clan.

   They were one of the first clans among the orcs to drink the blood of demons.

  The violent power surged in their bodies, making these orcs taller, but also more brutal and mindless.

   At this time, in Dangarok Castle, Captain Darren Iron Mountain, who was carrying a blood-stained dwarf battle axe, the commander of this place, heard from his quartermaster that Blake saved the castle.

   This dwarf who braided his golden beard into a big braid took advantage of the opportunity to rest from the front line and hurried to meet Black.

   and listened to his plan.

The    plan is divided into three steps.

   First, the dwarf griffin rider lifted off and dropped him into the orc stronghold.

   Then, the dwarves launched a feint attack to attract the attention of the orcs, and then he performed the task of assassinating the little chieftain of the orc clan behind the enemy.

   In the end, take advantage of the chaos of the orcs losing their commander and win a big victory.

The    plan is bold and simple.

  There is nothing difficult to understand in the language, and the dwarf commander's evaluation of this is quite concise and rude.

   "You're crazy!"

   The dwarf captain, who is only about one meter three, with a beautiful beard and heavy armor, shouted to Blake, who was moving his body and adapting to the new leather armor, in a loud voice unique to dwarves:

   "The lives of every one of my brothers are precious! There are at least five hundred greenskins around that camp!"

   "If you don't take risks, you won't be able to survive even three days!"

  Blake also retorted in a dwarf-like roaring tone. He pointed at the short captain in front of him and shouted:

   "Don't brag that you dwarves are fearless, and your courage cannot be eaten as a meal, let alone a bullet! How many days will your ammunition be enough to suppress your firepower?

   The orcs have sent assassins.

   I can help you once, but not a second time! "

   He looked at the stubborn dwarf captain in front of him and kept shaking his head. To deal with these stony heads, he should be simple and direct, and he should not be obsessed.

   The dwarf captain leaned on his bloodstained battle axe with a blowing beard and staring eyes.

speak loudly:

   "I thank you for saving my quartermaster and my castle, but I am the commander here and I am responsible for my soldiers! I am not questioning your courage, human assassin.

  I simply question your strength, can you accomplish the important task of assassinating the chief! "

  “Shu”

  Something was thrown in front of the dwarf's eyes. It was a pile of twenty orc heads. The heads the size of a ball were thrown out of the magic backpack.

   is quite shocking when stacked together.

   "These are the 'trophies' I harvested along the way from the wetlands."

   Black said in a deep voice:

   "I am a Kul Tiran, and I survived the naval battle of Khaz Modan, but my brothers who died watching me in the sky.

   All I need is for you to launch a feint and create an opportunity for me to assassinate!

   I was the only one who really worked hard.

  If I fail, then I'm dead, and you can go back and continue to defend.

   But if I succeed, you will share the glory of victory, and more importantly, your tired brothers and sisters will also survive.

   And all you need to pay is a griffin and a feint. After being beaten by orcs like this for five days, don’t you have a fire in your heart? "

"boom"

   Captain Darren Iron Mountain just chopped off three orc battle axes and slammed them to the ground. He glared at Black angrily and shouted:

   "You are not allowed to question the courage of the Bronzebeard dwarves! Since you, a thin human like a hemp stick, dare to die, what should we dwarves be afraid of?

   Anyway, here in the hills, there are no reinforcements for us.”

   "Pack up, ten minutes later, the Griffin will lift you off!"

   The dwarf captain shouted, grabbed the battle axe and walked out. The quartermaster Talma, who was simply bandaged, also stepped forward with respect and handed a few things to Black.

   A hook lock just found.

   Dwarf craft, strong and light.

   The dwarf double-barreled musket with a sawn-off barrel, the length is very suitable to carry in your arms, and the caliber is large enough to shoot two projectiles at close range, and the big face plate of the orc can’t stand it.

   A couple of gnome bombs at the end.

   It was made of a strange shape, with small spikes on the surface, which could barely be picked up with one hand, without the need for leads. Those smart little engineers installed a flint ignition device on it.

   Just buckle it, then throw it out, and it will explode after two seconds.

   "Salute to you, warrior!"

The   Dwarves gave Black a Stormpike salute and shouted:

   "Please tell me your name, if you can't come back, the Stormpike clan will spread your heroic deeds to the Seven Kingdoms of Humanity!"

   "My name is Blake, Blake Shaw."

  Black glanced at the female dwarf, and said in a strange tone:

   "You say that as if I really can't come back.

   But I'm actually a little sure, and you can help Captain Darren to tell me if I come back alive, can you give me the job of executing the orc captives?

   All my comrades died at their hands.

   I hate them! "

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  Fifteen minutes later, a huge griffin flapped its wings from the clouds and fell slowly.

   This fantasy creature with an eagle in the front and a lion in the back is very powerful. It is a war beast of the Wildhammer dwarves. It is naturally loyal, brave and well-trained.

   It can carry three dwarven warriors at a time, or two human riders.

   "Hey, human warrior, the orc camp is below, how do you get down?"

   The Wildhammer dwarf rider with green goggles, riding a gryphon, with a flying hammer at his waist, shouted in the wind:

   "I can't put you too low, there are blood ring hunters in the camp, those **** will find my gryphon, but it's too high and you'll fall and die."

   "I am an assassin, how could I fall to my death?"

  Black put the hook in his hand on his arm, he took a deep breath, and said to the dwarf rider who was carrying him:

   "The louder you are in front of you, the better, the more orcs you attract from the camp, the higher the probability that I will succeed in assassinating the chief.

  Just here, don't give it away. "

   After finishing speaking, the new pirate like a skeleton man turned over and roared down from a height of nearly 100 meters above the ground.

   Of course he didn't die.

   In the roaring cold wind that fell head-on into the camp, Blake summoned the shadows to add to his body and entered stealth in the air. The power from the **** raised his shadow affinity to an intermediate level.

   The perception of shadows is more acute, and the stealth skill has been used many times and practiced to become proficient. This will be strengthened by the oncoming wind, and will not be separated from the stealth state.

  To be honest, Blake was quite handsome at this time.

   changed to a human leather armor, so that his image is no longer a bad mix-and-match style.

   With a hood and a face covering on his head, only a pair of eyes are exposed, the shadow wraps around his body, and he falls quickly, exuding a posture that floats like black smoke.

  Unfortunately, only he himself in the shadows can see this image clearly.

   He looked at the ground getting closer and closer, the hook in his hand lifted up, and when he was more than ten meters away from the ground, he suddenly threw the hook in his hand.

  Pirate skill. Jump hook lock (primary), activate.

  “Shu”

   The shackles were pulled out like a whip and wrapped around the branches below for two weeks, causing Black to fly horizontally around the tree trunk three and a half times like an acrobat.

   After removing the kinetic energy from his body, he stepped on the tree trunk like a black cat, and with a flick of his hand, the hook and lock were released, leading him to fall to the grass on the ground.

When    landed, the stealth was broken, but after a few seconds, it entered stealth again.

   He was lying in the grass on the edge of the orc camp, sticking out his head and looking left and right. This camp was built in the style of old tribal orcs.

   But the place where the leader lives is easy to recognize.

   The only two-story wooden building in the camp, where stood a tall, armored orc, hunched over, looking towards Dangarok's castle.

   It is holding a white spine battle axe in its right hand, and behind it is a battle flag and a strange sign.

   That is the symbol of the Bonechew clan.

   The most conspicuous sign of this little orc chief is its left hand, which was cut off from the wrist and replaced with a black, hideous, machete-like fist blade.

   means he also follows the ferocity of the Shattered Hand.

  Blake licked his lips, thinking that it might be a lot more comfortable if he had some gum to chew on.

   He did not draw his weapon in the shadows.

   On the contrary, he took out the six gnome bombs given to him by the female dwarf from the magic weave bag, put them in front of him, and estimated the throwing distance.

   He tiptoed with the bomb and moved ten yards to the wooden building where the orc chief was located.

   He was waiting.

   A few minutes later, the loud sound of war drums sounded from the direction of Dangarok Castle, and a group of gryphon knights broke through the sky, roaring and flying above the orc camp, constantly dropping bombs, making the camp a mess.

   "The earth rats are counterattacking! Haha, they are fighting to the death!"

  The orc chief on the wooden floor saw this scene and laughed instead of being angry.

   He shouted at the guards beside him:

   "They burst out of their rat's nest, they have no hope, and the victory belongs to the Bone-biting clan! Now, send all the wolves out!

   All fighters press up!

   That castle belongs to us!

   Hack down all the earth rats, leave their leader to me, and I will take his life myself! "

   Soon, the orcs in the entire camp roared and rushed towards the battlefield, each with blood-like eyes and heavy breath, apparently unable to bear the thirst for destruction in their hearts.

  The chief Shi Shiran also carried a weapon, and under the protection of several guards, he walked down the wooden building. There was a roaring wolf howling next to him. Obviously, he would also go into battle in person.

  “Shu”

   The two gnome bombs were caught by Black's hands, ignited, delayed for a second, and then threw them violently, hitting the feet of the Orc War Wolf and the guards, and exploded with a bang.

   Immediately, two more bombs were thrown out, causing another explosion, and the last two were also thrown out. In the midst of the flames, Blake lifted Werther's legs and threw out the grappling hook.

   accurately buckled on the chief who escaped from the fire, and was pulled towards the roaring chief in the process of pulling.

   The moment he landed, the Tide Charm in his right hand suddenly activated.

   "Boom"

With the sound of   tidal waves, Chief Bone with an axe slashed at the attacker, and the four guards around him who were seriously injured by the explosion were knocked to the ground by the impact of magic.

   And the skeleton man appeared from the shattered shadow with coldness, the wooden hammer in his left hand and the dagger in his right hand, one after the other, smashing at the head of the chief.

   within three seconds

   Raised you!

   (end of this chapter)