World of Warcraft: When Alliance and Horde Characters Swap Roles

Nergo realized that it was not that simple to make Margok, the fat two-headed man, surrender easily.

Since they are unwilling to surrender in Kaicheng, the orcs must continue to put pressure on them.

When the pressure is so great that they think they are in danger of national subjugation at any time, surrender becomes so reasonable.

You can't really say that Highmaul isn't afraid of the orc army, right? If you are really not afraid, then let them die!

"If you ask me, we should have done this a long time ago." Grommash looked at the soldiers who were as enthusiastic as they were about to attend the wedding with a trace of bloodlust in their eyes. At this moment, he couldn't wait any longer.

But then he patted Nergo on the shoulder, "I don't blame you. They rejected our good intentions because they didn't know how to live or die."

Nergo smiled and said, "It's my problem. I failed to make them feel despair in the first place."

I should use the heads of those dead fat people to build a temple in Beijing, and then capture some live fat people, gouge out their eyes and send them to the city.

Let them feel what fear feels like.

There was also a trace of malice and cruelty in Nergo's eyes. He thought about giving them a chance, but if they didn't cherish it, then don't blame him for being ruthless.

If the siege fails, then dig up the land, let the Zangar Sea flow in, and take the ogres to death!

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After Varregor and his ogre army were defeated on the outskirts of Highmaul, the originally outnumbered ogres began to become outnumbered. Fate favored the orcs again, and the orcs achieved a glorious victory. A great victory, with the emergence of various new weapons and the support of the draenei, Highmaul fell into an even worse situation: the wizard lord of Highmaul died on the battlefield, and the entire grassroots of the ogre army The officers also suffered heavy losses, making it difficult for their army to reorganize for a while.

May the spirits of the elements bless them and prolong their doom.

Shocked by this victory, no matter how angry or fearful the ogres are, they cannot change the fact that the orcs have truly become an opponent that requires them to do their best to survive. No one dares to go out of the city to fight. , take the initiative.

But the orcs have no intention of letting them go. In the eyes of the orcs, the ogre nobles in the city will soon be dragged out like dead dogs, and the most dazzling treasure, Highmaul, will be their tribute. The chief's gift.

The battle has officially begun.

For a moment, a strong wind that seemed to be mixed with the smell of blood rose from Mogaoer as if it suddenly appeared. On the flesh and blood of the dead beast, these air currents kept swirling, carrying soil and weeds flying up into the air. They gathered together, heralding the imminent arrival of the orcs.

The strong wind passed through the land and hillsides and rushed against the walls of Highmaul. The wind and sand stirred up made the Gorians on the top of the city wipe their eyes.

Suddenly, along with the sound of the wind, a louder sound came, like the sound of rolling thunderous war drums and the sound of horns like the howling of wolves.

At this moment, all the Gorians could not help but open their mouths. They were surprised to see the brown wave appearing not far away accompanied by the sound of war drums and horns.

The brown orc warriors who are constantly rushing forward, the flaming blade sword masters with flaming weapons, the rough and powerful catapults, the shamans who beat the war drums to encourage the orcs, and the fierce cavalry riding wolves, these orcs are constantly trying to convince themselves of their superiority. You came to the forest that still existed, and from the forest to the plain.

The war roars of the orcs continued, and the orcs continued to gather. It seemed that there were endless orcs hidden in the Mogoll not far away.

The Gorians were surprised to find that the number of these orcs was still increasing.

Grommash, the chief of the orcs, personally led his troops and took his wolf cavalry to sit in the center, commanding catapults and other siege weapons to storm the gates of Highmaul.

The remaining troops were on both sides of him. The left wing was commanded by Nergo. A large number of Ascendants gathered here, obeying his orders and using magic to assist the soldiers in their attack.

The right wing was commanded by Maraad, and a mixed force of orcs and draenei appeared under his command. This was an attempt by Grommash to let the draenei and orcs fight side by side, which integrated the two sides. There are benefits to acceptance.

The orcs are ready, and the ogres are naturally ready.

The head of state, Margok, assembled all the garrison in the city, and his two personal guards, the two one-eyed demons Poole and Femos, were also assigned to the top of the city to organize the Gorians to launch a counterattack.

In addition, those battle-hardened centurions were dispersed to various towers and weak points of defense to prevent the orcs from breaking through the defense line.

From the terrace of his palace, Mal'gok watched the orcs sieging the city in thought.

He could clearly see the fierce eyes of the orc commander, and he believed he could also see him from the other side.

He looked at the other orcs again. Their faces were full of anger and bloodlust. The closest ones to the city wall were only a few hundred meters away. I am afraid that the Gorians on top of the city could even hear their breathing clearly.

Mar'gok narrowed his eyes, trying to imagine how his subjects, the Gorians on the top of the city, would view the orcs surrounding the city.

Will they believe in victory in the war?

He heard the sound of metal clashing, the roar of spells, and the shouts of soldiers.

The howls of wolves echoed from every direction in the streets of Mal'gok's city, as if the entirety of Highmaul was surrounded by wolves.

Outside the walls of the Arena, several huge rocks rolled with flames and flew towards the glorious Highmaul.

If they continue to hit the outer wall, it is foreseeable that the tower will inevitably collapse and block the road leading down the mountain. By then, the military strength on the upper floors of Highmaul will be separated from the support forces on the lower floors, because the elevators are too slow after all.

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After the gap in the city wall leaks, the orcs' wolf cavalry is very likely, no, it is bound to rush in and slaughter the Gorians in groups, and the orcs will step on their corpses to launch an attack.

"Tell the chief to be patient. In just a moment we can open a hole." Nergo looked at the huge ogre statue erected in front of Highmaul. His eyebrows were beating and he shouted urgently to the messenger. Urging, he was afraid that Grommash would charge regardless of his enthusiasm.

Young orcs are always impatient, and few are as... stable as him.

"All shamans, ascend!"

Nergo gave an order, and the sky was filled with lightning, thunder exploded, and the violent wind blew people's eyes away.

The howling wind carries the thunder that echoes through the sky.

"The wind is blowing!"

One by one, the shamans rose into the sky, stepped on the clouds and mist, raised their arms high, and the thunderclouds in the sky condensed again. Those lightning thunders formed entities in the center, turning into a huge wind elemental creature, spitting wind elements at the ogre. anger.

"Quick, stop it!" The ogre's mage concentrated his firepower, pouring arcane magic, fire spells and more types of magic onto this elemental creature.

But elemental creatures are not sandbags that can only be beaten and cannot fight back.

Summon lightning!

A huge thunder column fell from the sky, and the wind element stretched out its arms made of lightning to hold the lightning and smashed it against the tower of Highmaul. It breathed thunder and wore a storm, causing the surrounding ogres to flee.

What's even more terrifying is the clouds in the sky, which have been filled with thunder and lightning, and lightning storms are raining down on the ground every moment. With the cooperation of these ascendants, Nergo keeps firing lightning towards the ogres. , soon, their city wall will collapse, and even with magical defense, it will not last long!

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"Has the angle been adjusted?"

A drop of sweat dripped from Urban's brown skin. The sense of oppression brought by Grommash was so great that he simply couldn't imagine what it would be like if he encountered him on the battlefield.

He replied: "All catapults are ready."

He touched the big guy in front of him and said, "Including Urban's catapult."

"Then attack quickly." Grommash said: "Let this bombardment be the prelude to our attack."

"Yes, Chief!"

Grommash gave an order, and the projectile arms of fifty trebuchets, including Urban's catapult, were raised high, and then huge stones flew towards the gate and city wall of Highmaul.

Huge boulders flew and hit the stone city wall that was hundreds of years old. Some boulders even hit the city directly, killing several ogres on the spot and leaving blood on the ground.

The people at the top of the city were in disarray, and there were screams inside the city.

There are too many dangerous situations. Head of State Margok looked at the attacks launched by the orcs and could only think of solutions one by one.

He ordered all the slaves to be blocked in the fence with barricades, stones and other debris. Anyone who dared to resist was killed on the spot. The dead and the flies on the corpses were locked together with the living slaves so that they could not respond to the call outside the city. Orcs riot.

He ordered the red-skinned Gorian Spellbreakers to charge between the enemy's magic, swinging their huge war hammers to smash the bodies of the orcs, crushing the necks of each fallen enemy, and moving toward their sabers. Full of pounce.

He ordered the ogre mages to target the orcs' center and use magic to destroy their siege weapons.

He couldn't bear the thought that groups of orcs could throw the screaming flaming boulders into the sky just by tightening the chains and ropes behind the siege vehicles, igniting the flesh of the ogres and smashing the city walls into ruins.