Vol 2 Chapter 1631 264. This is the one you chose me to be the commander, then

   Chapter 1631 264. This is the one you chose me to be the commander, so my first order is

  The draenei’s spaceship technology comes from Naaru, the proper “Naaru power” black technology. Under the condition of good operation of various facilities, such a gem ship can easily achieve the speed of light travel among the stars.

  For a large interstellar ark like Storm Fortress, the super configuration of five naaru as an energy supply makes it easy to carry draenei across the stars.

   They spent most of their 25,000 years in flight on such high-speed travel.

   However, a small frigate like the Exodar can only carry one Naaru, so it cannot achieve long-term light-speed sailing. After all, the machine will not be tired, but the Naaru will be tired.

   In the past, four small frigates could follow the storm fortress to “rub the car”, but when traveling alone, you need to plan the voyage, so as to avoid the dangerous operation of Naru exhaustion and getting lost in the stars.

   But fortunately, this time I went to Argus planet to perform a reconnaissance mission without having to consider these.

After Illidan used the Sargerite keystone to pull the world of Argus directly from the other side of the stars to the system where the world of Draenor was located, the distance between the two worlds was still far away by mortal standards, but for the speed of light. As far as the spacecraft is concerned, it is only a few days’ voyage.

   And the trip to the stars sounds very cool and very unmagical, but after getting used to the feeling of flying, the journey quickly becomes boring.

   This is especially true for fun players like Pirates.

   Every time you look out the window, you can see the stars whose rays of light are pulled into weird shapes under the speed of light travel. You may find it interesting at first glance, but it’s just like that when you see it more.

  Although you are among the stars, not even being able to observe the wonderful sea of ​​stars here makes the pirates very uncomfortable.

   What’s more difficult is boredom, you can’t fish in the star sea

   So after a whole morning of honesty, he immediately germinated.

  This **** took a group of draenei Dark Templar assassins under his command to find a warehouse for stacking supplies on the lower deck of the spacecraft, and began to hold the traditional draenei “Jedney Contest”.

   That is to say, the draenei people with big arms and round waists smeared grease on their bodies and wrestled passionately.

   He used this reason to prevaricate several draenei vigilantes who came to inspect.

   But when General Marrade came to check it out, he accidentally discovered that Black actually opened a bet to the contestants to win or lose, so the nature of the matter changed immediately.

   “Hey! Gambling is not allowed on the spaceship, it’s all paid to me!”

   The stern commander-in-chief of the vigilante moved towards Black, who was sitting on the supply box, surrounded by a group of broken people in the dark sanctuary. He was drinking and watching wrestling in the attitude of a mountain king. From time to time, he whistled twice and shouted:

   “We are at war, your behavior is to disrupt the preparations for war, I have enough reasons to throw you in the jail cell!”

“Come on.”

  Blake rolled his eyes, took a sip of wine and said unhappily:

   “I didn’t tie up a few draenei little hoof vigilantes to dance to cheer you up, so don’t come to trouble! There is a problem to consider, Lord Maraad.

   This is a perilous journey deep into the fel heart of the stars, and every one of you, except me, may never come back, so what’s the big deal about indulging yourself in the final stages of your life?

  You can’t enjoy yourself after a lifetime of fighting? ”

After   , the pirate stared, and shouted to the two dark templars who stopped fighting in front of him:

   “I am the commander appointed by Velen! You must listen to me! Don’t stop, keep wrestling and fighting!”

   He also patted the luggage by his hand, revealing a large pile of slender Hidden Swords burning like flames in the luggage, and shouted to the assassins who were warming up in front of him:

   “I have a flaming light blade specially forged by the guardians of the Titans for stealth operations, which can help you assassinate all the demons you encounter more easily, but I will not give it to each of you!

   Only the top 32 of the Jedney Tournament can get this goodie!

   This is not only a symbol of strength, but also my process of choosing a commander for the next assassination! You all know that in that hellish place of Argus, the intelligence of an assassin alone cannot survive.

   And this is the first battle since the establishment of the Dark Sanctuary. I hope that you will become famous in your lost homeland and become a representative of the draenei people who have been weakened for more than 20,000 years.

  I hope that you can become the uncrowned king who can change your destiny with your hands, just like your companions from other races!

   Will you disappoint me and your countrymen? ”

  The pirate’s bewitching call with a few strands of Void immediately made the atmosphere of the wrestling contest more lively, and the collision between the fighters also brought a bit of murderous aura.

   Although the act of doing this kind of thing with the power of the void itself is disdainful, it does not prevent Black and the others from enjoying the warm atmosphere.

  The smelly pirate immediately shook the jug in his hand towards Maraad proudly when he saw this scene. The commander-in-chief of the vigilante was very angry. After all, he is a guy who has been maintaining order all his life.

   But he also realizes that the pirates’ claim is not entirely unreasonable.

   After hesitating for a few minutes, Maraad turned to leave, but before leaving, the upright vigilante still stubbornly said to Black:

   “No gambling! This is my bottom line, and the Exoda flight regulations have corresponding provisions. I mean, you can entertain yourself, but don’t affect others!”

“received.”

  The pirates are too lazy to talk to this orderer.

   He waved his hand to send away the boring Maraad, but as soon as the pirate rolled his eyes, he said a few words to the several Assassins of the Broken who were warming up beside him, and asked them to send a message to the others on the ship.

   So in the early morning of the next day, when General Maraad re-visited the lower deck, what he saw was a big fight between a group of draenei, humans, elves and orcs.

   Even those human paladins who also believe in the Holy Light are gearing up to smear themselves with grease, intending to compete with draenei or greenskins here.

  The entire lower deck is almost a sea of ​​indulgence.

   That **** Blake turned the warehouse into a fight club arena-like arrangement overnight, and he even created a “Brawler’s Bar”.

   A large group of warriors of all ethnic groups with bruised noses and faces were shouting loudly for the fighting fighters, and Black himself was suspended in the air, holding a dwarf microphone as a guest commentator.

   The atmosphere exploded for a while.

   The vigilante hid at the door, and in desperation found that some young vigilantes who had just enlisted in the army also participated in the patrol in the name of patrolling.

   There were also a few obviously drunk female vigilantes standing on the table, dancing in cool clothes amid the cheers of a group of men, and a few dwarfs and dwarves hiding under the table and peeking.

   This scene made Maraad cover his eyes in despair.

   He knew that it was a huge mistake to let Black on the ship, which was completely different from the serious military operation he imagined. Seeing that they were making more and more troubles, the commander decided to stop it.

   But just as he was about to enter, he felt a hand tap on his shoulder.

“do not go.”

   Old Fordring’s gentle voice sounded behind Maraad. The lightcast old knight was carrying a few bottles of wine he brought and dressed in very casual clothes. He said to his fellow believers:

“You will only be ridiculed by Black when you go. Trust me, that guy has definitely thought of the lines to humiliate you. I can guarantee that the Paladin who has read scriptures all his life is definitely not the one who has grown a thousand years. A tongue-in-cheek pirate’s opponent.

   And that’s not a bad thing.

   Whether it is humans, elves, or greenskins, there is a tradition of carnival before the war.

  Maraad, you can fight the fear of death with faith, but you can’t ask others to be the same as you, after all, everyone has different ways to relieve stress and fear.

   Actually, it seems to me that Black is helping you to regulate the morale of this cobbled army. ”

   “It’s so disrespectful.”

   The vigilante commander glanced at the warehouse where the demons were dancing around, and he curled his lips and said:

   “I can’t understand the joy of such a pre-war revelry. Indulging in it will corrupt the will of the warriors.”

   “Are you sure you want to talk about corruption in front of an old god? It’s a good thing that he didn’t summon a few Void servants on your ship to have fun.”

  Old Fording squinted his eyes in surprise and said:

   “Did you misunderstand his career? You should have expected this scene when you put him on the boat. I thought you had thought about it carefully and weighed the pros and cons.

  It doesn’t make much sense to say this, let’s go, let’s go have a few drinks, and Uther will come over in a while, just in time for us to discuss rescuing poor Mograine. ”

“I’m not going.”

  Maraad shook his head and said:

   “It’s not the way I’m used to relaxing, and this kind of pleasure makes me feel miserable.”

   “Well, that must be the wrong way of your enjoyment.”

  Old Fording grinned and dragged Maraad into the lively warehouse. He said:

   “I’m starting to understand why draenei warriors respect you but alienate you, and the Light doesn’t tell you it’s wrong to have fun, I think you should learn to fit into the group.

   This has little effect on your warcraft.

   Come, put aside those worries about the future for a moment, and celebrate the day we exist. ”

   “Wow! Our little arena has won the heavyweights! Look! The noble and powerful Lord Maraad has condescended to come to this warrior’s playground.

   Maybe he wanted to scold us degenerate **** with a cold face, so what should we do?

   Drop the wine bottle in your hand and accept Holy Light’s boring reprimand? ”

  Blake, who was suspended in the air, had sharp eyes. At a glance, he saw Maraad who walked into the warehouse with old Fordring. He stretched his voice and shouted a few times, and the whole lively scene became embarrassing.

  Theoretically speaking, it’s really not in line with the Exoda’s flight rules for them to mess around here, especially the dozen or so dancing girls screaming and starting to look for the clothes they don’t know where they are going.

  Maraad looked around with his eyes for a week, he moved his fingers, and was about to turn away with a cold face, but old Fordring shook his head and gave him a wink.

The    commander hesitated for a few seconds, then stretched out his hand to undo the heavy gemstone helmet on his body, and moved his shoulders in the standard stance of a jedney wrestler.

   This action made the draenei people stunned for a moment, and then there was a huge cheering sound in this small venue.

Several drunken Draenei female vigilantes ran over with their tails twitching, enthusiastically smearing wrestling grease on the commander’s scarred muscles, and when Maraad walked into the wrestling arena wearing a wolf-head mask, the entire fighters The competition suddenly entered the climax of madness.

   The smelly pirate in the air pouted in disgust.

   He originally planned to give Maraad a good-looking one, but who would have expected this old-fashioned **** to have a “fighting star shift” energy, properly taking over the morale that he had stirred up.

   “What a nasty bastard.”

  Black cursed a few words in a low voice, he dropped the crowd, and threw the microphone in his hand to a human paladin who was already drunk, holding a hoof girl next to him, and motioned him to act as a commentator.

   The latter laughed a few times in surprise, and walked crookedly up to the pile of boxes with his arms around the also drunk Hoof Girl, coughed a few times, and shouted in a broken gong voice:

   “Hello everyone, I’m the new interim commentator Marcus, and now I’ll explain the amazing wrestling skills of Lord Maraad.

Well! See, how easy it is for the Commander-in-Chief to fall down on the pathetic greenskin who dared to challenge him, which is really pleasant.

  Sad greenskin go home for milk!

   Come, applause! Let’s have the next victim come on stage! ”

   Amid the boos and revelry of the crowd, the next draenei fighter walked into the arena in high spirits, but Black didn’t care anymore.

   He pushed through the crowd and came to the condescending place on the second floor of the warehouse. There were several tables here, and the commanders were all here.

   “Hey, why did you bring that nasty **** here?”

  The pirate snatched the unopened wine bottle in Old Fordring’s hand with dissatisfaction, bit the stopper and took a few mouthfuls, and said to the Paladin in front of him:

   “I think you are deliberately smashing the field. If it weren’t for the wrong situation now, I would really throw you out of the spaceship and let you experience what a Paladin’s star drifting is.”

   “I just met him and persuaded him a few words.”

  Old Fording shrugged and looked back at Maraad, who easily fell the third challenger to the ground. The old knight also put his finger in his mouth and blew a sharp and long whistle.

   He turned his head and said to the unhappy pirate:

“I still have something to ask you, before leaving, His Majesty told us to bring Mograine back no matter what, but we don’t know anything about Argus, what do you think we should do after we go there Where to start?”

   “I don’t think we need to save him at all.”

  The pirate leaned against the railing, admiring the graceful dance and figure of the draenei girls below, he said casually:

   “It’s been so long, Grand Duke Alexandros Mograine has only two endings, or he’s been corrupted into a fiendish bastard.

  Or he must have escaped the captivity of the demons and become one of the rebels in the Doomsday.

   In either case, the fate of Alessandro doesn’t need you to worry about it. You don’t really think that the demons spent so much energy tying a human paladin to Argus to kill him for fun, right? ”

  Blake pouted, turned back and said to old Fording:

   “So, instead of worrying about Mograine, I think you might as well worry about yourselves.

  According to my rough calculation, if you want to go back to Azeroth alive with glory, it is conservatively estimated that everyone here must kill at least 2,000 demons with their own hands. ”

   “Two thousand?”

  Old Fording shrugged, sat on the chair and moved his arms, saying:

   “That will definitely make the shoulders sore, but no matter what you say, we have to complete our responsibilities to Mograine. After entering Argus, we may have to split up.”

   “To let a group of you walk around in Argus, a place you don’t know well, is like sending you to suicide.”

  The pirate drank the last sip of wine maliciously, wiped his mouth and said to the old knight:

   “The most important thing is that it is not good for me to let you commit suicide, so I will act with you, but I will take over the command! Old Fordring, from now on, I will be your superior.”

“I have no opinion.”

  Old Fording coughed and gave a military salute to Blake crookedly. He jokingly said:

   “Then please give the order, Commander Black, what do you need a veteran to do for you? Do you have a drink first?”

   “You want to be beautiful!”

  The smelly pirate pointed to the battlefield below and said:

   “Fording! My subordinate, I order you to join the battle now! Use your outstanding combat experience and the power of the Holy Light to bring down that pesky Maraad!

   pressed him to the ground and humiliated him severely.

   What are you still doing?

   Take off your clothes!

  Do you want me to oil you myself? Hmm, it’s not impossible.”

   (end of this chapter)