World of Warcraft: When Alliance and Horde Characters Swap Roles

Nergo's words were obviously very effective. After he left, the saber-toothed tigers not only complained a lot less, but they even saw coolies like him transformed into living in big houses, riding on black-skinned wargs, and After eating greasy barbecue and becoming his own boss, everyone worked even harder, wishing he could work 23 hours a day at the construction site.

And when Nergo left, the gang almost knelt down and thanked him for his kindness.

If Nergo hadn't clarified everything for them, they would have almost misunderstood the orcs' heavenly soldiers.

Seeing this, the original foreman looked at him with admiration on his face, and his eyes were filled with admiration. He thought to himself: Speaking of such ruthless villains, whipping and torturing people, I have seen a lot of them. I don't think I'm any worse than them, but you are the only Gromasher who is so kind on the surface and has a dark heart on the inside, full of bad intentions, and has been captured as a slave by others, and yet has no resentment or even gratitude for being a slave. I can't compare to this one.

"What I just said, don't think I'm joking." Nergo asked: "Find some entertainment projects for them to make them feel happy, do you hear me?"

Entertainment show?

"This...I don't understand."

"Stupid!" Nergo looked at him with hatred, "Tomorrow when they are constructing, you ask them to build a tavern nearby. After the construction is completed, won't there be a place for us when they finish their work?" Did you get back the gold you gave him?"

"Then prepare some small games for them inside." Having said this, he looked at Sylvanas, "Just like the Hearthstone you and I played before."

"In short, I want them to have fun after work. It doesn't matter if they drink, play cards, or exercise, as long as it doesn't delay my project plan. I just can't let them think about things all day long. Do you understand? "

The foreman nodded again and again and learned again. As expected, he lived and learned until he was old.

Combined labor and labor, I understand this.

Nergo, who had just seen the coexistence of angels and demons, laughed loudly after leaving the construction site. He looked at Sylvanas with a proud face and said, "How is it?"

Sylvanas didn't speak, what else could he say? Thank the Creator for not stuffing his evil soul into the goblin's body?

The more Nergo thinks about it now, the more he feels that the wisdom of his ancestors is unfathomable. Or is that the same thing, can you still be smarter than your ancestors?

To be fair, Nergo's treatment for these saber-toothed tigers is quite good. They say there is no free lunch, and Nergo has it. According to their previous standards, they can only eat two meals or even one meal a day at most. Mr. Nergo was kind-hearted and couldn't bear to see that the pets were hungry, so he could only arrange a lunch for them with his own money. Each person had a fish at noon. Nergo felt that just for this reason, they should eat two for themselves.

"By the way, these big cats don't have a problem with leftovers, right?" Nergo believes that if there are bad habits, they must be eliminated from the beginning. They cannot be allowed to be too arrogant and extravagant. They cannot live a good life, otherwise who will survive? Are you willing to work? Muddling along is not an option.

"Be a human being." Sylvanas rolled her eyes at him and said, "The fish you caught are enough for anyone to eat. How can there be any leftovers?"

"I don't like to hear that." Nergo said with a serious face, "I didn't even ask them to pay for lunch."

As for whether the food is satisfying or not, Nergo said: "Having fish bones in your mouth has a certain taste."

After all, isn’t it always like this on TV, with cats holding fish bones and dogs holding meat bones?

If you really can’t make some water to make fish soup, some of them are good, so you have to be picky.

"You really don't treat them as human beings." Sylvanas said with admiration.

She simply couldn't imagine that a living person could be so vicious that she, an undead creature, could feel ashamed.

"I think I'm a good person."

"Tell me." Nelgo grabbed a saber-tooth tiger man and asked, "Do you think I am a good person?"

"Yes, of course you are. You gave us food to eat and let us have dreams in our hearts. You are simply the greatest kind person."

"I think so too." Nergo laughed loudly, "Go and do the work."

Non-my family, its heart must be different.

Nergo didn't have this idea, but he felt that he didn't need to be too kind to these exploitable laborers, but he couldn't resist the fact that they all thought he was a good person.

The pie that is always in front of them makes every saber-tooth tiger full of energy.

They will never know that their output is much higher than their harvest. They only know that their efforts are really rewarded, so they will work hard.

How could he not be kind to these excellent laborers who could not be found even with a lantern?

Having meat to eat every day, or the fish that cats love most (maybe), isn’t this much better than those wild cats that live by robbing people in the wild?

"How are your soldiers training?" Nergo suddenly asked Sylvanas.

"It's okay." Sylvanas said: "They have at least roughly understood the importance of discipline."

"Just like when the orcs were trained, they now receive phalanx exercises every day, including turning, and they can also memorize the songs you made up about daily prohibitions."

Nergo nodded, he was still thinking, if Sylvanas couldn't make them understand the subtleties of the orcs' art of war, then they could only make them understand the subtleties of the Eight Banners' art of war.

Give them an eight-banner system, directly barbarize them, send them out one by one to catch strong men, and pull them to be armored men to fill the lines.

Anyway, these saber-tooth tiger soldiers, one less one died, and the last ones who died were all the obedient people on the construction site.

if not? He was the conquered to begin with, and he still wanted to be treated well. Even if he painted cakes for them, he would think highly of them. Although the Bamiyan Buddhas were demolished, Nergo could not afford to sit there for him.

"Then how's it going with the blacksmith organization I asked you to do?" Nergo asked: "Now Grobler Castle needs a lot of tools for construction."

Sylvanas immediately said: "We have selected a dozen blacksmiths with decent skills from the Gromashr immigrants."

Speaking of this, she said angrily: "If you leave all these government affairs to me, aren't you afraid that I will ignore you?"

"You are my adjutant, what should I be afraid of? If I have to handle everything, then why should I ask you for help?"

Just as the remaining value of the saber-toothed tigers was drained before, Sylvanas can also be squeezed out. She is a general, so she can be used to train troops. She has been a queen, so she can handle government affairs.

"In short, you should be trustworthy when you employ people. I don't need to be suspicious at all." Nergo patted her shoulder, "I trust you."

After saying that, Nergo nodded to her and took his hand back without leaving any trace.

Sure enough it was a bit cold.

Sylvanas was also used to some physical contact with Nergo, and she strode forward with her long legs.