World of Warcraft: When Alliance and Horde Characters Swap Roles

Inside Stormwind Fortress.

What was placed in front of King Ryan was a report delivered from the border of the kingdom.

After reading it, he glanced at the many courtiers in the palace, and most of them were looking at their noses and mouths, and their mouths and hearts.

"A tribe of trolls unified Stranglethorn Valley, and their chief also led people to attack our villages and towns in Stranglethorn Valley. How come I didn't get any information about such a person beforehand?"

"The savage trolls of the Darkspear tribe have attacked the villages and towns of Stranglethorn Vale."

"Three towns in Westfall burned."

"There are traces of trolls in Elwynn Forest."

Messengers from the kingdom continued to deliver "good news" one after another to Ryan's court. Ryan resisted the urge to insult these idiots. He coughed lightly, hoping that they could make up for their mistakes and contain the threat of the trolls. .

"There is no doubt that we should send troops quickly to respond to them." A strong man with war marks on his face said.

His beard has long shriveled and turned gray-white, and the hairline on his head has almost receded to the back of his head, revealing his broad forehead. But even though he is no longer young, his plate armor and the giant sword in his hand still make him look more majestic.

He is Anduin Lothar. He has many names, such as the King's Warrior, the common childhood friend of King Lion and Master Medivh, and the Knight of the Kingdom of Stormwind.

Lothar frowned: "Now the trolls have set up camp in the western wilderness. If they are not eliminated as soon as possible, God knows how much damage they will cause to the kingdom's granary."

Another powerful Duke, Bolvar, added: "In the news from the gryphon riders, the trolls seemed to be like the last war, with a large number of tall and strong berserkers emerging from the Thorn Valley. "

"A large amount? How many?" Ryan asked.

"Many, so many that the gryphon riders can't even count them." Bolvar took a deep breath, "According to the rider's information, and the observations of the mages and scouts, I'm afraid the trolls sent at least 50,000 more this time. Soldier."

50000!

In the palace, even the most dissolute nobles could not help but gasp in surprise.

50,000 gnolls are a disaster, but how terrifying should these 50,000 trolls be?

You must know that trolls are not humans. Their resilience is amazing. If you don't kill them, it will almost be ineffective damage. After a while, they will be fine.

Moreover, trolls are generally physically stronger than humans. The trolls in Stranglethorn Valley crush humans in almost all aspects except for their backward technology and lack of good armor and top-notch spellcasters.

Not to mention that this time they sent out a large number of giant-like berserker warriors.

At this time, another messenger came in: "Your Majesty, lords, gentlemen, there is new news from the Western Wilderness."

The entire room fell silent at the latest news.

While they were still having a meeting, the trolls began to attack the kingdom again. A county in the western wilderness was attacked by trolls. Not a single soldier in the entire county escaped alive, and they were all left there forever.

This was not just an unprepared attack, but a complete annihilation after the kingdom and other territories had been warned, and all the troops were ready for battle.

If some scouts hadn't discovered the flames burning in the city, no one would have known that this place had fallen.

King Lane pressed his hands on the table and said in a deep voice: "I can't bear it any longer. Lothar, you will be the commander and be responsible for commanding the kingdom's army to fight back. At the same time, let Bolvar be your deputy. All the resources of the kingdom will be yours." Just adjust."

Ryan trusted Lothar very much, and Lothar lived up to his trust. If he hadn't been worse than before, he might have sneaked into Stranglethorn Valley to open Wushuang and beheaded their leader like he did in the last war.

"Then our defense around the Black Swamp..." Bolvar brought up the possible threat from another race, the orcs.

After all, they have witnessed the warlike nature of the orcs with their own eyes. Even though the number of people is small, if these guys suddenly attack, the borders of the kingdom will also suffer.

"It doesn't matter so much, Grand Duke. We have the defense of Redridge Mountain. Even if they really attack, we can stop them in Redridge Mountain. But it is different here in the West Wilderness. There is a flat plain there, and the trolls can do it anytime they want." We are approaching Stormwind City." A noble whose territory was in the Western Wilderness immediately said: "After we deal with the trolls and gather the army, we can easily wipe out the orcs. Besides, they may not attack us. I have heard that they Many of them still believe in the Holy Light like us."

The nobleman spoke one sentence after another, looking very excited.

After all, his territory and wealth are in the western wilderness. If Moji is destroyed by a troll again, he won't have anywhere to cry. He can't let the trolls pay compensation for him, right?

But what he said was reasonable, and soon many nobles chose to support him.

In the end, with the opinions of a series of nobles, Lane had no choice but to announce that some troops, including those on the orc border, would be transferred to Lothar and Bolvar, who would be responsible for leading the troops.

At the same time, the news was blocked to prevent the tribe from knowing the information about the troll invasion. At the same time, the mages were ordered to deliver news to the human embassy in the tribe, so that they could always pay attention to the orcs.

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Can you really hide it?

Nergo watched groups of troops retreat secretly. Their defenses on the border were extremely fragile at this moment.

He immediately said to Garrosh: "The time is coming. Our new friends are fighting humans in the south. Now go notify the other chiefs and let them prepare for war."

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Garrosh had been waiting for this day for a long time, and he immediately went out to inform the war-loving chieftains including Kargath and Blackhand.

"Then how are you going to convince Velen and the others?" Sylvanas sat on the chair, tapping the armrests with her fingers.

"Originally, I wanted to help you control a Draenei priest and let him be killed by humans during the debate as an excuse." She smiled, "I don't believe that this can keep him gentle."

Nergo looked at her bold speech with mixed emotions. This idea was too simple and crude.

"If you don't come out, it's really the greatest blessing for all people in the world."

As soon as the husband came out, everyone was completely helpless.

"Do you have a better idea?" Sylvanas asked him.

"Obviously." Nergo had a confident smile on his face, "Do you know what I arranged for Velen to do a few days ago?"

"When did you reveal your plan to me?" Sylvanas asked.

"That's true. Well, let me explain it to you." Nergo was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and came to her side with a smile.

"I arranged for Velen to go to Karazhan, which is the mage tower of their human archmage." Nergo leaned down and whispered close to her: "You said that a believer of the Holy Light discovered that a demon king was secretly manipulating A human country, and at the same time, this demon king has corrupted the strongest man in the kingdom, and even conspired with Kil'jaeden..."

"I understand." Sylvanas realized that Medivh had the magical aura of evil energy on his body, which Velen could not hide at all, and this matter alone was enough to affect his energy, although It would not be enough for him to support the conquest of Stormwind Kingdom, but it would be enough for the group of people he led not to object.

And the follow-up? Oh, once the war starts, it cannot be resolved by your opposition.

"But this group of people led by Velen seems to be getting in the way." Sylvanas's eyes flashed red, and they didn't seem to be of the same mind as the tribe.

"Don't worry, he will adapt." Nergo has no doubt about this. In version 7, the Naaru that Delaney had been talking about was killed by Illidan in front of them. What was the result? No, it is still very flexible to turn it into fuel.

Now the per capita Holy Mother, that is, no blood has been seen, and you will be cured when you die in human hands.

In the eyes of humans, you are not peace-loving draenei, but blue-skinned orcs, who are enemies just like the tribe.

"You are no better than me." Sylvanas rolled her eyes at him.

She said again: "However, I am a bad person, and the person I like is also a bad person. Isn't this just right?"

It really is.

"Warchief." As he was speaking, Garrosh immediately stepped into the room.

Nergo glanced at him, bad things happen to you, you come when they are not supposed to come.

"Great Chief, all the ministries have said that they are ready for battle. The troops on the Hellfire Peninsula have already gathered. As long as you give the order, they will send troops immediately."

The Horde is ready, great, but what about the Alliance?

Nergo showed a sinister smile, "The mantis stalks the cicada, and the oriole follows behind."

The battle begins.