World of Warcraft: When Alliance and Horde Characters Swap Roles

How can it be? The powerful hammer... is dead?

And his wild boar was turned into a mass of rotten meat.

I wonder if any of the other contestants’ beasts need to eat these things.

died? Okay everyone, forget about that dead ogre and let's cheer for the winner!

Listening to the cheers from the audience, Nergo walked out of the arena with a smile on his face and returned to the lounge specially arranged for the two of them by the ogre.

Tazage asked doubtfully: "I feel like you suddenly feel a lot more cheerful."

"Isn't it normal for me to be happy after winning?" Nergo rolled his eyes at him and said, "It's your turn to play next."

"No problem, brother." Tazage is still accustomed to using weapons such as bows and arrows or throwing spears. "Remember to cheer for me later."

"Then I'll buy wine and meat in advance." Nergo was not worried that something would happen to Tazag. Even the hammer that boasted so much was like this, and he really couldn't figure out why Tazag would lose.

Look, no, several service staff have already brought good ogre beer and steaming barbecue.

Nergo did not rush to fill his stomach, but walked out of the lounge to find someone.

"If I'm not mistaken, you have just come of age?" Lantrexo asked as soon as he entered the door.

"Sit down, sit down." Nergo greeted Lantrexo and sat down quickly. He said with a smile: "It's not an easy task to find you. I asked many people before I found out where your lounge is. where."

By the way, I should mention here that at the beginning, they were all waiting in a hall to play, but they still had an exclusive lounge when they were not playing.

"I am still one adult ceremony away from adulthood." Nergo said: "We will participate in the ceremony when we return to the clan."

"It's really interesting." Lantrexo originally thought that his guess was bold enough, but he didn't expect the facts to be even more outrageous. "Is your Warsong clan so crazy now?"

"Even children can come out and participate in gladiatorial combat. If your hands weren't still intact, I would have thought you were from the Shattered Hand clan."

"There are many monsters. If the orcs grow up without fighting, they will be cannon fodder even when they reach adulthood." Nergo said: "Besides, the Warsong orcs are not afraid of challenges."

"Okay." Lantrexo curled his lips, "It seems that the wolf cub is also a dangerous wolf."

"What about you, Juggernaut?" Nelgo pretended not to know Lantriso's story and asked him: "I didn't see your burning blade banner."

Lantrisso didn't ask anything stupid like how do you know I am a sword master.

Because except for the orc sword masters of the Burning Blade Clan, they would not use that weird long sword at all.

Axes and hammers are the most commonly used weapons by orcs.

"Then that involves a long story."

"It doesn't matter. I have always been patient enough with my friends."

"Friends?" Lantrexo laughed at himself: "I never thought that one day I would only be able to make friends with children."

“It might be weird to be friends with a child, but what about being friends with a shaman?

In fact, ever since he heard the name Lantriso in the lounge earlier, an idea has emerged in Nergo's mind.

As the Blademaster of the Burning Blade Clan, he was once exiled by the clan's enemies because of his hybrid status.

In this case, if you build a good relationship with him and make friends, he will be able to get help from an excellent swordsman and general.

But what if Nelgo helps him kill his enemies, return to the clan, or even ascend to the position of Chief of the Burning Blade?

Then he has an entire clan of sword masters.

Build relationships - make alliances - get him to work - accept him as a dog.

The only difficulty here is that they need to make a big fuss in Havalo.

As for the rest?

Makgora can solve all problems.

"I come from Havalor, the home of the Burning Blade Clan. I lived there like other sword masters many years ago." Lantrexo took the light beer handed by Nelgo and drank it in one gulp.

"Later, my enemy came to power. He exiled me because I was a mixed race, and also took away my battle flag."

Lantrexo's voice was full of anger, "Sooner or later I will use the blade of my sword to demand justice from them and take back the position I deserve."

During this time, Nergo exploits everything a listener needs to do.

like:

"Yes, that guy is indeed unreasonable."

"Can't? Is there no one to speak for you?"

"Looking at it this way, brother, you are indeed wronged."

"Bah, what? I think it's probably because he's jealous of your swordsmanship talent."

Archfire Master Nergo is online.

In this way, after a few glasses of wine, Lantriso became angrier and angrier, and the angrier he drank, the more angry he became, and he grew evil and bold.

When Nergo saw that it was almost time, he signaled to Tazagh, who had just returned, that it was your turn to speak.

When Tazage saw the look in his eyes, he knew it well, and handed over a large glass of wine, "If you ask me, let's choose a different day, it's better to hit the sun. Listen to me, let's find a place to rest for a while, and then go directly with the guy. Havalo, kill him!”

"Kill him?" Lantrisso was a little drunk. At this time, he was not as mature as he would be in the future. He was already resentful and was still defenseless under the instigation of Nergo and the other two.

"Yes, kill him! Use the sacred Makgora!" Tazzag winked at Nergo and thought, this is not difficult, right?

Nergo responded with a smile, as if to say: Well done!

He helped Lantrexo up, "In this case, you come back to the Warsong clan with us first. After all, I am also a shaman and can speak well. When I report to Chief Hellscream, we will be escorted by the wolf cavalry of our clan. You go to Havalo, and under the witness of the two clans, I believe you will be able to wash away your shame and even become a chief."

Nergo's voice was full of confusion.

If it weren't for the different professions, he might have been preparing to use magic to quietly change Lantrexo's mind.

"Yes! By that time, our two clans will all be brothers!" Tazage glanced at Nergo and thought to himself, if you want to be greedy, you have to be greedy. I just thought you were You want to kidnap a sword master back to the clan, but I heard that you want the wolf cavalry to take down Havalo together?

Good guy.

What kind of alliance? When did the Burning Blade Clan become worthy of forming an alliance with the Warsong Clan? Even they can live in Nagrand thanks to Hellscream's mercy and the orc tradition that does not allow civil war.

"Yes! You're right!" Lantrexo suddenly yelled. It was obvious that he was completely drunk.

"I'll just listen to you, I, I..." With a thud, Lantrexo fell there helplessly.

Looking at the drunk Lantriso, Nergo and Tazzag looked at each other and smiled.

The two of them had a lively conversation about drinking together just now, but I really didn't drink much.

No, Lantrexo was drunk and fell down, and they both acted like nothing happened.

"Go, take all his things, and let's get him back to the clan."