When the ogre-organized soldiers from Highmaul came out of the city to fight back, the news inevitably reached Nelgo's ears.

As early as ten days ago, the head of the ogres issued a declaration of war to the Warsong clan, threatening to fight to the death with the Warsong clan on the outskirts of Highmaul. Counting the time, it was now the day when their army was assembled.

Spellbreakers, spearmen formed by ordinary ogres, and seemingly elite warriors, it is not difficult to figure out the ogre's army configuration under the influence of vision, but similarly, the ogre also knows their side Approximately how many people there are.

"The situation is not optimistic." Nergo expressed his opinion at the military meeting. "There are probably between 40,000 and 50,000 of them, which is much more than our number."

And what about them? There are more than 20,000 orc soldiers. Even if the peons and children, as well as the draenei and saber-tooth tigers all join the battlefield, they may not be as many as them.

Thirty thousand versus forty thousand. Although a large part of the 40,000 ogres will inevitably be cannon fodder troops, the size and combat effectiveness of the ogres are there.

Even cannon fodder troops are not necessarily that weak.

If we launch an attack openly and openly, then even if we win, it will probably be a tragic victory, a Pyrrhic-style victory. So there is no point in winning like this. How can the remaining soldiers surround the strong Highmaul?

So if we want to win this battle, we have to win it big.

It is a big challenge to defeat more with less and ensure that one's own army does not suffer heavy losses.

If there were other people here, they might already be thinking about withdrawing their troops and waiting for the opportunity.

And what about Grommash? He wouldn't be Grommash if he backed down even a little bit.

At this point, redundant words are no longer needed. In order to replace Highmaul, every member of the Warsong clan has been working hard for many years. Now that their goal is close at hand, how can they be scared away by a letter?

In this world, the orc has countless possible futures, and these futures all depend on what he does now.

As chieftain, he gave the ogre only one letter.

Hello, Mal'gok, as the new master of Nagrand, I regret to tell you that your days of domineering in Highmaul are over. Now get out of the palace and give me the city that belongs to me—— Your gracious master Grommash Hellscream

At this moment, the ogre general must have also received this reply from the orcs.

"So? What do you think we should do?" Grommash grinned, "Shaman, I must win this war. I hope you are not afraid because of the many enemies."

"Afraid?" Nergo also smiled, "Even if I am afraid of something, it will definitely not be an ogre."

If he was afraid, he was also afraid of big demons like Kil'jaeden and Sargeras. What kind of ogres were they?

Fork out.

"I have a proposal." Maraad, who had been somewhat silent since the beginning of the meeting, suddenly spoke. He said: "When we draenei just arrived in Draenor, we also faced the pressure of the ogre army. .”

"During that war, I and some other garrison officers followed Archbishop Akama to find the location of the ogre leader and his generals, and conducted a raid."

Maraad looked at the rest of the orcs and said: "The raid was successful. The ogre army was instantly in chaos. That war ended with our victory."

To put it bluntly, most ogres can only fight with favorable conditions, including the previous wars between orcs and ogres. The ogres are very strong, but as long as they resist and cause casualties to them, they will lose their courage and lose their helmets. Remove armor.

Just like the goblins in Heroes, well, big goblins.

Lantrisso said with disdain: "With such a breakdown in military discipline, what's the use of having a large number of people?"

Grommash nodded. Maraad's words gave him a good idea, "Who is their general?"

Nergo replied: "They call him Warego, and he is a wizard."

"Wizard?" Lantrexo laughed cruelly, "Let me go! The sword master's assassination skills are just right for a wizard."

No one can escape the sword master's assassination.

It's really good that Lantrexo takes the initiative to ask for help, which saves Nergo the nonsense of offering to take him with him.

"Who will command your army?" Grommash asked him. Everyone knows that after Lantrexor left the army, his army was almost likely to be handed over to Grommash. Can his military power be returned in the future? It depends on Grommash's face.

"You are the chief and the commander-in-chief of the coalition." Lantrexo didn't care. He didn't care about power. He also knew that he had no ability to make the clan stronger. It would be better to be happy instead of waiting for Grommash to deprive him of his rights in the future. It's better to offer it proactively.

After all, the orcs' thinking is very problematic.

In the original plot, in order to resist the "threat" of the Draenei, the clans accepted the leadership of the great chief Blackhand without any objections. They also obeyed Blackhand's division of their territories and the migration of their tribesmen.

During the Thrall period, the elites of each clan were transferred to the warchief to form Kor'kron.

This kind of practice is no different from the elimination of vassals. If I didn't cause you the Eight Kings Rebellion in the previous life, it's because you haven't seen my temper. But in Warcraft, this kind of thing is very common.

"Okay." Grommash looked at everyone present, "Do the rest of you have any suggestions?"

"I have."

Grommash looked at Nergo, "Say."

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"I will also participate in this operation." As soon as he said this, he was opposed by Lantrexo, who frowned, "I can use the Wind Step to hide myself, what about you? What's more, you still have your own The army needs command, how can it be in the same danger as me?"

"Dangerous situation? There is no army commander here, and I am not saying this as the King of Groblerburg. I am just an orc who hopes to win this war, nothing more." Nergo said: "Yes, you are an outstanding sword master, but you may not be able to complete the task alone. My joining will give you a higher probability of success."

"Just leave the command of the army to Sylvanas." Nelgo replied: "As for invisibility? The power of the wind will help me."

After ascending, he can completely become air.

Before Lantrexo could say anything, Sylvanas said, "You mean you want to take risks on your own again?"

"It's not an adventure." Nergo retorted: "It's just killing a wizard. What an adventure."

"Since it's not an adventure, how about you count me in?" Sylvanas looked at him with a half-smile.

"No." Nelgo retorted immediately, but looking at Sylvanas' smiling face, he hesitated for a moment and said: "Lantreso and I can sneak in quietly, but you can't. This is very dangerous for you. Besides, Grobler’s army still needs your command.”

Listening to the two reasons he came up with after painstaking efforts, Sylvanas answered him unhurriedly: "The army is commanded by those officers, but the figure is hidden..."

Sylvanas's body fell weakly on the blanket, and a black-purple soul appeared from her body. This soul said in a harsh voice: "Now do you think it is difficult for me to hide my body?"

Sylvanas in the form of a banshee looks a bit scary, just like a female ghost. This form makes other people's brows squeeze together. There is a big difference between her now and her previous appearance.

"I can inhabit your body if you wish." She pointed out an ability that Nergo had almost forgotten.

Grommash looked around and saw that the Draenei came up with an idea. As a result, several of his "generals" all chose to abandon the army and carry out beheadings.

This is my first time fighting like this.

If he hadn't had the ability to hide, I'm afraid he would have chosen to rush forward with them and kill the ogre wizard.

But it was good to fight head-on. He couldn't wait to drink the ogre's blood.

"Then the plan is finalized." Grommash said: "My army and I will resist the attack that the ogres may launch at any time. You go and surprise them and kill their commander."

Sylvanas smiled slightly, "If we succeed, we will make some noise as a signal."

Then Nergo also added: "If their mages launch an attack, let the shamans come in. In terms of spells, the Ascendants are no less powerful than them."

Even better, after all, no one can stop the storm.

Grommash looked at them with a solemn face, "Whether this war is won or not depends entirely on you."

"Lok-tar, ogar!" (Victory or death)

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