World of Warcraft: When Alliance and Horde Characters Swap Roles

The next morning, the sun had not yet peeked out from the horizon, and the world in front of Sylvanas was still gray.

Establishing a relationship with Nergo did not bring much change to her life. Just like what other orcs discussed privately, they were often together. This time it just made other orcs suddenly realize: Oh, it turns out They had just confirmed their relationship, I thought they had already been together.

Of course, it would be a lie to say that Sylvanas's mentality has not changed at all, but his changes are not as obvious as Nelgo's.

The number of times he came to see her increased visibly, and for good reason.

"What's wrong with me coming to see my partner?" Nergo always said so confidently.

And today, Sylvanas and Nergo are appearing together in the training ground of the Sabertooth Tigers, inspecting whether their training is done carefully and what the results are.

After all, the previous discipline of these "Orc Alliance Army" was simply a mess, and their commander Schizuchang could not hold his head high in front of Nergo and other officers because of this, in order to prevent them from becoming the weakest in the Grobler Fort army. One Ring, Nergo often appeared here during this time.

"Trash that cannot be used for much purpose." Nergo whispered to himself.

He was simply fed up. Where did these saber-tooth tigers come from?

"Split intestine." Nergo waved.

Hearing the sound, Shangchang walked over quickly with a trace of embarrassment on his face. After all, his soldiers were so embarrassed in front of the king, wouldn't it make him look like a waste.

Looking at Schiuchang with his head lowered, to his surprise, Nergo did not curse, or even keep a straight face. He said softly: "I know, you saber-tooth tigers are not used to fighting like this."

"Yes, yes, Your Majesty." Split intestine lowered his head, he wanted to explain something, but in the end he said: "I guarantee that next time you come, they will make progress that will dazzle you. "

Nergo didn't believe his guarantee at all. If you could learn it, you would have understood it long ago. Why wait until now?

But he still narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "I naturally trust your ability."

"I look forward to your contribution in the attack on the ogres." Nergo said with a gentle smile, "I have already thought of how to reward you."

"I discovered a woodland while hunting a few days ago, and there were a lot of prey in it." Nergo patted his shoulder, "I plan to give that place to you as the fiefdom of the Blademaw clan."

Upon hearing this, Schiuchang's eyes were a little red, and Nergo even suspected that they were getting a little wet.

"Go, don't be too harsh on the soldiers, Chief of Blademaw." Nergo comforted Schizuchang for a few words before preparing to leave the training ground.

The next second, he saw an orc heading straight for Nergo. The moment he saw him, he instantly knew his goal, and he drove the warg forward quickly.

"Are you King Nergo of Grobler Castle?" the orc jumped off the black warg and asked respectfully.

"It's me." Nergo nodded, his blue eyes and the charming woman around him also provided strong evidence for his words.

The orc gathered his thoughts, and then he said: "King Nergo, Ms. Sylvanas, I am the messenger of Hellscream, and I brought the news from Chief Grommash."

The two looked at each other.

"How interesting, the chief's summons?" Nergo looked at him with interest, "Is the chief going to attack the ogre?"

"Yes, the chief hopes that the soldiers of Grobler Castle can march into the Ring of Trials." The messenger replied.

"Well, I understand. Go back and tell Hellscream that I will plan an attack now."

Wait until the messenger rides on the long-awaited warg and leaves.

"What do you think?" Nergo asked Sylvanas.

"What do you think?" Sylvanas asked, "Do you think the ogre has the temperament to stay in the Ring of Trials honestly?"

Sylvanas's meaning is very clear. Orcs and ogres are enemies and are extremely jealous. Even if you are willing to live in peace with them, they may not be willing to do so. They may want to come out and cause trouble at any time. thing.

"You are right." Nergo showed a confident smile, "It seems that the ogre is going to suffer again."

"Do you want to impale the ogre this time?"

"Don't make me look like a pervert." Nergo said cruel words in a gentle voice, "Compared to piercing, I have a more fun idea this time."

There is an old saying in Seris that those who know the current affairs are heroes. The hundreds of tortures in the past life must have greatly shocked these ogres who have never seen the world.

"It's up to you." Sylvanas herself is not a bodhisattva-hearted woman. In a sense, she is more cruel than Nergo. "Do you need to hold a military meeting?"

"Open whatever you want." Nergo said helplessly: "After the two of us have discussed it, we can just call the centurion to inform them. After all, calling those reckless men over is just to come up with all kinds of strange charging methods. There are no tactics.”

"In my opinion it would be better to summon them," she said.

Nergo looked at her and said calmly: "Go on."

"No one is born to fight, not me, not you, and neither are they. Calling them here may allow you to hear some suggestions from others, or maybe allow them to hear some ideas from their comrades."

"That's right." Nergo thought for a while and nodded: "Just let them have a sense of participation."

"How arrogant." Sylvanas complained.

But then I thought about it, wasn’t she the same?

………………

When the centurion-level officers of Grobler Castle were preparing to attend the war council convened by the king, they found that they were surrounded by officers like themselves, and the most important king and Ms. Sylvanas were not at all. They felt that Very confused.

"Please wait a moment, the king and the lady will be here soon." The guard said the same thing.

The orcs, Kalal Deadeye, Hightag Steelgrip, Butag Sharp Blade, Kalosh Blackwind and Wogosh, were sitting on chairs and whispering to each other. No one knew what they were talking about. What was the topic of the meeting, just like no one knew where Nergo and the others went.

When Nergo and Sylvanas came to the meeting hall, the centurions had been waiting here for a long time.

He waved to the orcs who had stood up to sit down, "Sorry to keep you waiting for so long."

After Sylvanas ordered the guards to guard the door and not let anyone else break in, Nelgo nodded to her, then pointed to the seat next to him and said, "Sit down."

After everyone said hello, Nergo looked at the obviously confused officers and said, "Maybe you are confused, maybe you don't understand what is happening now."

"It seems to me that there is another enemy that needs our action." Wogosh said carelessly.

"That's right." Nelgo tapped his finger on the table, indicating that everyone was looking at him. "The messenger from Gromashr told me that Chief Hellscream wants us to take down the Ring of Trial."

After hearing this, the officers below started talking and discussing their own opinions.

But as Nergo expected, all they thought about was how to charge. Of course, at least they had a lot of ideas in this regard.

Just like the person below.

Kalosh Blackwind stood up and said: "The Ring of Trials does not have tall walls, it is just a small town, but there are many ogre magicians in it. And the ogre magicians are not the spell casters of the saber-tooth tigers. It's comparable." At this point, he looked at Split Intestine and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to look down on you."

Slitgut is a little embarrassed, but what can he say? The ogre mages are much better than novices like them. This is a fact. He cannot be allowed to insist that the spell casters of his clan punch and kick the ogres. Devil?

In addition, the saber-toothed tigers he managed were also somewhat stretched, and after being discriminated against several times intentionally or unintentionally, he became somewhat resistant.

He shook his head, "It's okay, it's okay, just go on."

"But that doesn't mean we have no chance of winning. They have spellcasters and so do we."

"Whether it's sending a small team to assassinate their mages, or relying on the power of the shaman to suppress them during the battle, it can ensure that the soldiers can advance steadily."

The simple method, or even finding an idea that ordinary people can come up with, is to put it bluntly, the mage suppresses it, and then f2a.

It's simple and crude, but it sounds surprisingly reasonable.

Sure enough, in the eyes of the orcs at this moment, the Draenor region should stop playing tricks and just be reckless.