MTL - Azeroth Shadow Trail-Chapter 13 12. The Secret of the Title

   Chapter 13 12. The Secret of the Title

   "The greenskins are rushing up again! Fire!"

   "Mortar Squad, come with me!"

   "Gryphon Riders! Lift off! We need Griffin Riders!"

   In the afternoon, a loud shout like muffled thunder, accompanied by low gunshots and the sound of explosives, exploded on a hill in the southeast of Hillsbrad Hills.

  This is a dwarf castle.

   It's called Dangarok.

   Its orientation is complementary to the gate of the Wall of Thoradin, which is several kilometers away, and it is an absolutely strategic location.

   If the Wall of Thoradin is a heavy shield that the orcs cannot penetrate, then the Castle of Dangarok is the warhammer that shatters the orcs' ambitions of war in front of the heavy shield.

   If the orcs who came across the sea could not occupy this place, they would not be able to fully control the eastern part of the Hillsbrad Hills, let alone open up the battlefields of the hills and highlands.

   and the inability to get through the two battlefields means that the two clans, the Blood Ring and the Dragonmaw, who fought fiercely with the Kingdom of Stromgard in the Arathi Highlands, will not receive the support of other clans.

   This has greatly dispersed the power of the orc tribe, so the dwarf castle in front of them has become a thorn in the eyes of the orcs who have just established a foothold in the northern border, and a thorn in their flesh.

   "Boom"

  The shells fired from the castle roared and crashed on the ground under the hill.

   He took three or four orc warriors who couldn't dodge in one pot, and the bursting blood sprayed out, and the smell of barbecue made it like hell.

   But the more this happened, the more powerful the orcs' anger grew, their eyes redder and their roars louder.

  However, this look may frighten humans, but it definitely won’t frighten the dwarfs with big nerves. Those short muscular sticks who are less than 1.3 meters tall also uttered battle cries one after another.

   seems to be a competition with the orcs to see who has the loudest voice.

   The battle to besiege Dangarok has been going on for the fifth day. The orcs paid a heavy price and broke the three gates of the castle, and they have approached the inner layer of the castle.

   But the dwarves will never give in!

   They drove six steam tanks to the gate of the castle, removed the wheels, and blocked the orcs' attempt to invade the castle in this way. On the edge of the second floor of the castle, several mortar squads were firing frantically.

   There were also heavily armored, bearded, bronze-bearded dwarves with shields and warhammers lining up on the ground, protecting the musketeers and mountain rangers in the back row.

   The orcs rushed up in the form of skirmish lines, and were repelled by bullets and cannonballs like a torrential rain, leaving several corpses with each impact.

  There is also a Wildhammer dwarf Griffin Knight in the sky supporting.

   From time to time, a warhammer shining with thunder light fell from the sky, killing a certain orc team leader with precision, leaving less than 300 dwarves left.

   But if you want to gnaw this last bone, the orcs have to pay at least the same price of 300 people!

  This small hill, in these ten days, has become the "meat grinder" of Hillsbrad Hills.

   Neither side was willing to take a step back.

   The outcome here will also directly affect the battle situation in Arathi Highlands.

   "These dwarfs are amazing!"

   Hiding on the edge of the battlefield and walking in the shadows, Blake Shaw was lying behind a big tree that was interrupted by cannonballs, like watching an exciting war movie, watching the fight between dwarves and orcs in front of him.

  Although he has no special feelings for these rude and violent dwarves in front of him, Blake has to admit that these dwarves are real cows.

   If the same number of humans were here, they would definitely not be able to last for five days in the face of an attack like the orcs.

   But the dwarves are in trouble.

   Their attention was all attracted by the orcs who were charging forward in the frontal battle, and they ignored the rear.

   Even if Black hides on the edge, he can perceive the existence of "similars" from the shadow affinity that has just been strengthened to the intermediate level.

   Orcs sent assassins.

   They were just like Blake, walking in the shadows, bypassing the frontal battlefield of the dwarves, and touching the castle of Dangarok.

   It's obvious what these idiots are going to do.

   The frontal attack could not be taken down, the orc leader obviously used a crooked brain, they may not have the luxury of occupying Dangarok, but chose to directly destroy it.

  “Shu”

   The sharp poisoned dagger flexibly turned around in Black's left hand, and was held by the backhand. The well-balanced Werther's leg was also held in his right hand.

   He lowered his body, quickened his pace, and touched the dwarf's castle.

  Although Hela asked for fifty warrior souls, regardless of race, orcs, dwarves, but Black always had his own likes and dislikes.

   He is more willing to help the dwarves of Dangarok than the greenskin orcs.

  Although he is already a pirate of good and evil, he still has to be worthy of his race. After all, he still bears the surname of Proudmoore.

   Besides, the death of Drake's prince was also concocted by the orcs.

   This is a "private grudge".

"Do not!"

  In the depths of Dangarok Castle, where the dwarf's ammunition depot is located, a female dwarf quartermaster holding a harpoon was stabbed in the back by a dagger from an orc assassin who jumped out of the shadows.

   Several companions have fallen by her side.

   These short guys have strong skin and strong vitality. They didn't die in such a sneak attack, but fell to the ground and were seriously injured.

   She looked at the four orc assassins in desperation, and each lit their torches to detonate the ammunition depot.

  The explosives stored here are not enough to destroy the entire castle, but once the ammunition depot is destroyed, the dwarves' fire defense line will immediately collapse.

  Without the advantage of firepower, the dwarves, who were also very tired after fighting for five days, are expected to be severely cleaned up by the orcs.

  The most important thing is that some wounded soldiers are resting above the ammunition depot!

   "For the Shadow Council!"

   These four orc assassins were obviously dead men. They broke through and didn't even think about going back. They roared furiously and lit the fire in their hands.

   "Om"

   At the critical moment, the female dwarf had closed her eyes in despair, but with the surge of magic power, the garment of shadow suddenly shattered, and a muffled sound like a sea tide sounded in this place far from the coast.

   The four orc assassins were instantly knocked down by the heavy punch of magic power, and even the flames in their hands were extinguished at the same time.

   The skeletal man jumping out of the shadows picked up Werther's leg and slammed a hammer on the temple of the nearest orc, hitting a heavy object, and it really felt more comfortable than hitting those soft-skinned snakes.

   And the crisp bone cracking sound also sounds so pleasant.

   The short sword in the other hand stabbed fiercely to the other side, and between the gaps, inserted into the eye socket of the beastman's "peer", without drawing the sword, let the guy fall.

   Don't look at it.

   He is dead.

   The poison of the blood ring clan fell into Black's hands, and he has not missed it yet. Even the big Naga can be poisoned to death. The mere beasts have no natural resistance and can't stand it.

   And the already desperate female dwarf looked surprised when she saw the desperate situation.

   She stared at the emaciated human who jumped out in a daze, and killed the two orcs with a knife.

   Seeing that the remaining two assassins had woken up, he became anxious, and for a while, he jumped up from the ground without caring about his pierced back.

   The brass-colored skin of the female dwarf suddenly became as hard as a stone. She forcibly suppressed the blood loss from the wound, picked up her harpoon, and stabbed it upwards.

  Because of the height difference between dwarves and orcs, this fierce harpoon stabbed into the awkward position of the orc assassin from behind.

  Poke directly from the chrysanthemum.

   How powerful are dwarves?

   It was desperate time again, so Blake eliminated the two orcs. The moment he turned around, he saw a distorted orc's face, his eyes were wide and his eyes were full of painful bloodshots.

   "It's miserable."

   He swiped down and commented in his mood.

   turned around and raised Werther's leg, holding it with both hands, like knocking an egg, from top to bottom, knocked **** the forehead of the last orc assassin.

"boom"

   In the muffled sound, the guy's eyes flashed a daze, and his movements swayed, as expected of an orc, and under such a heavy blow, he tried to hand out a dagger to Black.

   But the response of the man with ribs was obviously faster.

   took Werther's leg in his hand, and used his instinctive military swordsmanship to strike a slash forward, knocking the last assassin to the ground.

   "Next!"

   There was a weak scream behind him, and there was the sound of heavy objects flying. Blake turned his head and grabbed it. He sank his hand and found that it was a dwarf double-barreled shotgun.

   Chic styling.

   The black bell mouth is still carved, and it has been loaded, so the muzzle is drooped down and pressed against the eye of the orc assassin.

   Then, pull the trigger.

"boom"

   In the low sound of gunshots, the orc corpse he stepped on twitched, like a watermelon bursting open, red and white sprinkled everywhere.

   "Thank you, human warrior! My name is Talma Stormpike, thank you for saving my life, and my brothers and sisters in this castle."

  The wounded female dwarf leaned on her body with a harpoon and escaped from the dwarf's stone statue state. She said weakly but solemnly:

   "These hateful greenskins! It's not enough that they destroyed our Khaz Modan! They want to destroy our home again, unforgivable!"

   "The orcs will not give up the attack, you have been defending against the impossible."

  Black is also welcome, he put the heavy dwarf shotgun aside, and said to the female dwarf quartermaster in front of him:

   "I want to assassinate the leader of this orc clan, but I need your griffin knights to help me!"

"who said it?"

   Although the female dwarf was injured, she still had a natural dwarf temper. When she heard Blake’s hoarse words, she immediately shook her big braids in dissatisfaction and said:

   "We Stormpike are not afraid of greenskins! We can stay in the castle until we die of old age!"

   "I doubt that."

  Black mercilessly hit:

   "If it wasn't for me passing by here by chance, you would have been finished just now. In short, for the sake of me helping you, you should try it.

  Whether I can do it or not, you are not at a loss.

  I need a strong hook lock now, a grappling hook is the best, and a set of light leather armor that suits my size, and finally I want this gun in your hand! "

  Black squatted down, scoured the four orc corpses, and at the same time threw their souls into the spirit lamp, pointed to the shotgun at hand, and said:

   "It's powerful, but the barrel is too long. It's inconvenient for me to use it. Saw it short and make it into a firearm style!"

   "I can't be the master."

   the dwarf said aloud:

   "I'll go to Captain Darren right now, he has the authority to mobilize the Griffin Knight, and the leather armor you want, it's in the back box, you can find it yourself."

   After finishing speaking, the female dwarf grabbed a bottle of red healing potion from her rucksack, filled it with one mouthful, and limped out of the **** ammunition depot with her harpoon.

  After she left, Blake touched his forehead. He glanced at the character card and was stunned to find that there was a strange new title in the title column.

   "Orc killer?"

   The new pirate touched his chin, and he focused his attention on the title, and a small change occurred: "Orc Killer (wearing.

   Then all the details of killing orcs in my mind appeared in my mind.

   Every image that appeared gave him a deeper understanding of the Orc's body structure and lethality. After a few seconds of gazing around, Blake slapped his forehead abruptly.

   Now that he knows what these ignorant titles represent, he eagerly tries to wear the other two titles.

   But neither "Kul Tiras Prince" nor "Spirit Hunter" can wear it, the former is estimated to be related to the "Hate Seal" in the talent.

   And the latter.

   Probably because he has not completed the first trial given to him by Hela, the **** of death.

   "But I killed so many murlocs, why isn't there a 'murloc killer' title?"

   The Rib Man touched the little fish man who was poking his head in his arms. After a few seconds, he came to a conclusion that should be correct.

   "Well, probably because the murlocs are too weak."

   (end of this chapter)