World of Warcraft: When Alliance and Horde Characters Swap Roles

After learning the news from Kargas, Nergo was a little surprised.

It was rare that Kargas would take the initiative to withdraw his troops and wait for the army to come together.

He wouldn't be surprised if Kilrogg did this.

As for Kargath's ambitions before he left, but now he seems a little disgraced, Nergo also smiled and said to the Shattered Hand Orcs who had just arrived: "It's just a little setback, it's nothing."

He looked at the huge catapults and exquisite artillery in the army, and he felt proud of himself. With these things to clean up the plants, as long as they were not those primitive thorn beasts, the others could be said to be no match.

Nergo closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then opened them again, "Give me the order to have the entire army go north and burn Evermore Woodland."

The other chiefs immediately beamed with joy when they heard this. They couldn't bear it any longer. After the Bladewind clan was removed from the clan, Nergo divided their territory into three parts.

One portion was given to the Crusader clan as a territory, and was entrusted to those outstanding warriors in the war.

One share was given to the chiefs of each clan, giving this fertile land to their clan.

One share is left to the Warsong Clan itself as the territory directly under the great chief.

And this division method allows every clan participating in the war to gain more or less benefits. Even Margok has a small stronghold in Talador. This kind of great chief eats meat, and the rest of the people eat soup. Even the act of chewing bones made these people squirm one by one.

"Let my team of mages come up."

Margok is communicating with Nergo. He can't wait to have a stronghold in Evermore Woodland and study the secrets of plants. If he really studies something, then the gold coins confiscated by the tribe will be nothing. .

"Well." Nergo looked at the slightly lazy Sylvanas, "Your mage is with her archers."

"It's a ranger." Sylvanas didn't even raise her eyes. She wasn't training archers who could draw a bow. She could just find any Lordaeron person. She was training rangers, who were enough to deal with most people. Elite warriors in combat situations.

"Whatever, anyway, I think you are very experienced in setting fire to plants." Nergo replied.

Of course, Sylvanas has experience. Her family rose up during the Troll War. In that war, the Kingdom of Quel'Thalas and humans did not know how many Amani trolls with moss on their bodies were burned to death through mages. .

That's just moss growing on the body, but the Everbloom Woodland is directly in a vegetative state per capita. If a fire is set off, I'm afraid it won't be Ragnaros.

Led by Nelgo, the Horde's army launched an attack into Evergreen along the road cleared by the Shattered Hand orcs.

Without the obstruction of the original thorn beast, the tribe's army only encountered some wood spirits and vines along the way, and was unable to effectively stop the tribe's attack.

When the tribal army arrived at Kargath's temporary camp, the Broken Hand Orcs were trying hard to resist the plant's counterattack.

On the battlefield, you can often see plants using huge tree men as cover, or emerging from the earth to attack the flamethrower defense line of the Shattered Hand Orcs.

"Cavalry charge!" Fenris shouted.

The cavalry of the Thunder God clan raised their weapons and drove their clefthoof cattle and wolf cavalry to charge towards the plants from the side.

After joining the tribe, his cavalry also transformed from the original medium cavalry and even light cavalry to heavy cavalry, especially the clefthoof ox cavalry. Fenris covered these ferocious beasts with a thick layer of of armor.

Even in this woodland, the combat effectiveness of the Clefthoof Cattle Cavalry is still outstanding. With the sound of heavy footsteps, the Clefthoof Cattle Cavalry is like a tank, easily crushing the plants. The unlucky ones chosen by the cavalry almost do not need a rider. If they take action, the cow's hooves alone are enough to trample them to death.

Kargas saw them. They were tribal cavalry. He was overjoyed. "The reinforcements are here. Soldiers, keep burning with fire and burn all the plants to ashes."

In the attack from inside and outside, conventional plants have been wiped out one after another, and they can't make any waves at all. As for those ancient trees, they are faced by opponents tailor-made for them by the tribe.

Kilrogg quickly received Nelgo's order. He and his orcs who had been strengthened by magic. These orcs were huge. In the magic of blood, they had unimaginable power from other compatriots. The giant trolls of Lars (also known as berserkers, are the very big trolls.) are similar.

Boom, boom, boom.

But before they could rush in front of the ancient tree, orcs parasitized by plants stopped in front of them.

These orcs look weird, just like the zombie movies Nergo watched in his previous life. They walk crookedly, their bodies sway, and they are wrapped with vines. Some of them look more like plants than orcs.

Although they didn't even have weapons, the Bleeding Ring Orcs didn't look down on them.

Sure enough, these weird guys have unimaginable strength for ordinary orcs. At the moment of the fight, every blood ring orc felt a pressure.

At the rear, Nergo looked at the plants that were constantly pouring out and shook his head and said: "Catapults, archers, mages, artillery, whatever they are, prepare them all. As long as I give the order, they will hit me in the forest."

"This woodland is too much in the way, I just want a plain."

Nergo gave the order, and Kargas immediately received the order to withdraw from the tribal army.

One by one, the orcs slowly withdrew from the battlefield under the cover of their comrades, while the plants that wanted to pursue had to retreat in front of the flames.

After a while, most of the soldiers withdrew from the battlefield, only the blood ring orcs were still entangled by the plants.

Nergo was beating the drum leisurely at the moment, not feeling anything wrong with beating the drum made by his fellow ogres on their heads in front of the ogres.

He flicked his right hand, and a thunderbolt fell from the sky, drawing a line on the ground, forcibly separating the orcs and plants on both sides.

"Back off."

The Blood Ring Orcs immediately understood that although they were huge in size, they were still strong and strong. It only took a few breaths for these orcs to retreat.

"Are you all ready?" Nergo asked.

"Already ready." Margok replied affirmatively.

"You are well prepared." Ner'zhul nodded.

"No problem." Black Hand smiled evilly.

"Then let's get started."

A bright fire flashed from the army on the tribe's side.

These are the mages of Highmaul and the shamans of the Shadowmoon Clan!

Under the increased bloodthirst skills of the shamans, both archers and mages felt that their strength and energy seemed to be endless. Even when loading ammunition for the artillery, the orcs felt that they were much faster than usual.

Recite mantras and cast spells.

Draw a bow and shoot an arrow.

Load and fire.

The overwhelming huge fireballs and cannonballs pulled long tail flames and poured down from the sky. The rain of arrows, fireballs, boulders, and cannonballs made countless people look at this spectacular scene.