World of Warcraft: When Alliance and Horde Characters Swap Roles

The saber-toothed tigers, this race has existed since hundreds of years ago. Among the many races in Draenor that have risen in turn, they and the iguanas are the only two races that have always existed as "wild monsters" and "barbarians".

This also led to the fact that although they were unruly, they seemed normal to being ruled by other races.

When Nergo's soldiers stood their spears upright at the throat of Blade Fang, when the forest of spears was covered with the horrified corpses of their own people.

The saber-toothed tigers panicked.

A few saber-tooth tigers who were usually capable of fighting and had some prestige gathered in the chief's cave to discuss with each other.

There was talk of surrender.

"Don't you see? The orc army has killed Lingya! Even Lingya and his army are dead, what strength do we have to resist? I don't want to be impaled on a wooden stake!"

This is the capitulation faction.

Some people objected, thinking that as long as they held the valley, they could kill these orcs with their sharp claws and agility.

"The orcs never take prisoners, and they don't want slaves. Surrendering will lead to death."

"Bah! I don't believe their wolves can carry them up the cliff! We are the masters in this valley, our agile and strong bodies..."

This was the main war faction, but before he could finish speaking, he was knocked down by the capitulation faction with a stick. If he hadn't been really sensitive enough, the stick would have hit his brain.

"You idiot! Their camp or fortress is being established. How many days can you stay in the mountains? Do you want to rely on your own agility to catch Fengpeng? They don't need to fight us!"

After that, he said to many of his compatriots: "Their army is outside the valley. If you think you can win, then go out and try."

"Is it you? Or are you?" He pointed at the saber-tooth tigers one by one and asked. Although the ones pointed out were dissatisfied, they had to admit it.

He's right.

"Perhaps the orcs have never kept prisoners before, but now that they have no intention of attacking, but are threatening us, it means that they may be willing to accept surrender." He said: "I am willing to go out and give it a try."

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Nergo and his soldiers gathered at the entrance of the valley, and behind him there were only nearly 800 orcs who had experienced the battle.

There is no doubt that the raid caused by Lingya was not without effect, and his army also suffered certain losses.

"Fortunately, we didn't suffer much loss," Nergo said.

After excluding more than 200 injured and killed orcs, as well as camp walls and broken lances, it can be said that this time they have completely annihilated the Saber-tooth Khajiit raiding force at a small cost. Now it is time to strike while the iron is hot and receive the Saber-Tooth. It's time for Khajiit land.

"When will we attack?" Sylvanas raised her chin gracefully and made a beautiful voice. The voice was not loud, but everyone present could hear it clearly.

Nergo shook his head, "I don't like to cause more killings. Our attacks can quickly break down their defenses, but there will inevitably be casualties."

"Now is the best time to attack. They are panicked and our morale is high. Although the soldiers are a little tired, it is nothing to the orcs. As long as your cavalry rushes in, they can kill." She said.

Nergo moved his gaze to Sylvanas' face and said, "Let the soldiers relax for a while, maybe they will surrender voluntarily."

"You put their heads and bodies on spears just to scare them?" Sylvanas's voice was calm, as if this was not a very cruel thing.

"That's right." Nergo looked at the Throat of Blade Fangs not far away. The dark valley was like a giant beast that chose people to eat. However, this giant beast would soon succumb, "I believe They will make the right choice."

Barbarians are afraid of power but not moral. If he is kind, they will think he is weak and can be bullied. Let alone surrender, they will tear his flesh and blood until he dies here.

But it was different when he brought hundreds of saber-toothed tiger corpses with him. They had to think about whether they had the ability before taking action.

"What if they don't surrender?" Sylvanas asked.

"Then let them bleed dry." Nergo closed his eyes, as if he couldn't bear to see what was about to happen.

Sylvanas sneered: "I suspect this is your original idea. You just want to kill them but are afraid that your soldiers will be too tired, so you are wasting your life here. Their lives are not as good as your soldiers." Physical strength is important.”

Nergo said with a sigh: "Maybe."

He glanced at Sylvanas, "But they seem to have made a decision."

Figures emerged from the valley. They were saber-tooth tigers who were ready to surrender.

Sylvanas turned around and asked, "Then are you still prepared to massacre?"

Where did you come from? ?

Nergo said helplessly: "You are a bit too extreme. Try to accept them. At least these surrendered big cats are pretty good-looking."

I wonder if their claws can pick up iron picks and axes.

Having said that, Nergo and the wargs of several cavalrymen around him moved forward slowly. He was not worried that he would have problems. If they thought that these saber-tooth tigers could deal with him, they would be looking down on him.

Looking at his back, Sylvanas snorted: "I didn't see you like this when you pierced their bodies."

"This moment, that moment." Nergo turned back and smiled.

When we got closer, the saber-toothed tigers who surrendered spoke to each other one by one.

"We surrender, we surrender."

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"We are willing to obey the orders of the Warsong Clan."

"Just leave us alive."

"Shut up." Nergo didn't take kindly to them. The noisy chatter of these big cats made him upset.

Especially the stumbling orc language, which is also very poor.

Surrendering is so unruly.

Nergo glanced around, looked at the leading saber-toothed tiger man, and asked, "What's your name?"

"Me? My name is Splitgut." The saber-tooth tiger named Splitwidow was the saber-tooth tiger who just advocated surrender. Nergo had been observing him with the vision technique.

Will he make a good dog? Nergo didn't know, but he was willing to try to tame him.

Nergo looked at them with regret on their faces, "Are you the only ones who recognize the reality and are willing to surrender?"

"No, no, no." Splitgut said quickly, "We represent the majority of the Saber-toothed Khajiit. The more than 2,000 Saber-toothed Khajiit in the Throat of the Saber-tooth will all obey your orders."

2000? not bad.

"Most of them? Listening to this, there are still some who won't surrender, right?"

"It's Talon. Talon took some people and ran away from behind the mountain!"

Nergo nodded and suddenly changed the subject. He called to Sylvanas and said, "I have little experience in accepting surrender. Come here and give me some advice."

"Collecting wealth, counting the population, and disposing of prisoners of war, that's all in total. As for weapons." Sylvanas said with some disgust: "You can't go and cut their nails, can you?"

"Interesting suggestion." Nergo laughed, "In other words, the Throat of Blade Fang belongs to me."

He ordered: "Everyone, move forward!"