Starting from World of Warcraft, the wind swept the world

With the efforts of these days and the head of Goron, Nelgo was also successfully promoted by Gromash and allowed to have a team of orc soldiers and become an officer in the Warsong clan.

If you think about it, he seems to be a model worker this year.

Meet Veyron to discuss trade, ease Delaney's friendship with the Warsong clan, woo Lantreso to make the Fireblade clan become vassals, besiege Guldan to protect the Holy Land, and make a cameo appearance with Sylvanas to hunt the "rare elite" everywhere.

"So unknowingly, I've done so much?" Nairgo was quite happy with this.

Now that Guldan is dead, it also buys him some time to develop, giving him time to train an elite army.

Unlike the previous life of Seris, the medieval period and even the Ming and Qing dynasties, in ancient times, those who could train in five days or even ten days could be called elite troops.

And what about the orcs? Orcs may be exaggerated to say that one practice a day is, but to say that one practice in three days or two exercises in three days is not at all.

What physical qualities do orcs have?

At the age of six, he began to train how to cut people, and at the age of twelve, he went to the battlefield, and the height of adults was about two meters per person, and a meal was a pig for three bites.

And such a strong man Nairgo can have as many as five hundred people.

Based on this alone, if Nairgo takes them to the timeline of the Three Kingdoms, what O'Neill and the like are redundant, if the number is enough for Zhuge Liang to directly take them to Siberia.

However, it is not enough to have excellent soldiers, and the battle depends not only on whose soldier has good physical fitness, weapons and equipment, and organization, which need to be considered by him as an officer.

But he didn't have much clue, because Nelgo wasn't good at that.

Then again, in his previous life, he was an ordinary person, what kind of military book and so on, even if he heard the name, even if he succeeded, at this level, you let him train the army is also powerless!

Simply follow the example of the ancients, come and eat and live together, and practice discipline and so on when you have nothing to do.

What is wanted is to order and forbid.

No, just for this reason, until the moon rose in the clouds, Nairgo did not sleep, but wrote down everything he came up with on paper.

What they saw in the clan, the experience of consulting other old orcs, and some of their own ideas.

Nelgo wrote a lot, but in the end there was still no systematic thing that felt reliable.

"Really." Nairgo rubbed his forehead, only feeling a little headache.

"Mamluk soldiers." Nairgo commented.

In the current clan period, the orcs are famous for their surprising bravery, which is not similar to military discipline.

In war, organization and discipline have a far greater impact on combat effectiveness than individual bravery.

As the famous meme goes: two Mamluks can deal with three French soldiers, but a hundred French cavalry is not afraid of a hundred Mamluks, and a thousand French cavalry can defeat fifteen hundred Mamluks.

This is enough to illustrate the importance of tactics, training and organization for warfare.

Not understanding is not terrible, if you don't understand and fooling around is the most terrible.

Nelgo knows this well, he is not a tactical genius, he has never been a soldier, and the system of any army is also ten tricks.

But it doesn't matter, someone can understand.

Sylvanas, as a ranger general of the Kingdom of Quirsalas, comes from the Windrunner family, that can be said to be a general tiger girl, whether she is familiar with the art of war or not, at least be an advisor to inspire him?

Nairgo thought that this was the width of the world in an instant, and only felt that it was a sudden opening.

But what about saying that the heart has a spiritual rhino?

He felt that he was not good at training soldiers here, and wanted to go to Sylvanas for advice, but Sylvanas also felt that he could not do it and came to the door to ask.

That's really just right.

"Huh? You're here, and I'm just about to go find you." Nairgo nodded at Sylvanas and explained, "The chief has allowed me to lead five hundred orcs as my soldiers, and I am wondering how to train them."

"That's what I'm here for." Sylvanas said, "I guess you lack some experience, but I just know a little."

Nairgo helplessly, "Of course, professional things must be done by professional people, and I can transfer you to my team if you want."

"Don't bother that much." Sylvanas flashed her seductive smile, "If you were a little better informed, you would know that you will be in charge of 501 warriors."

"Including you?" Nairgo smiled.

"That's nature." Sylvanas spread out a piece of paper, which he carried with him.

It is detailing Sylvanas's thoughts on the orc soldiers, as well as areas for improvement and areas for training.

Nairgo looked at it carefully, "Not bad, very detailed. "

Or say that the person is a general, whether the thing is good or not, at least it is much stronger than the stitching monster he has studied."

That's enough.

"Then there's the question of soldiers." Sylvanas said, "I prefer to command archers in battle, but if I come exactly according to my ideas and standards, there are probably not many of these five hundred who are qualified." "

Of course, there are not many people who like to use bows and arrows, and there are even fewer talents who can be valued by Sylvanas.

What else could Nairgo say, and after thinking about it, he said: "My people are nomadic clans, maybe it is more suitable to train them to charge with cavalry."

Sylvanas said that he was powerless in the cavalry charge, who did not know that the Salas were good at training rangers and mages.

As for the cavalry?

Let's take a look at the Amani troll in the distance.

Looking at Sylvanas' silent appearance, Nairgo sighed, "Forget it, just wait until tomorrow to go to the barracks to see." "

Early the next morning.

The two walked to the barracks near the sea in Gromashil, which looked newly built in a strong orc style, with sharp spikes visible at intervals.

"You're early."

Nairgo looked over and found that it was Daruk, "Of course, I can't slack off if the chief thinks so much of me."

Looking at the smiling Nairgo and the look on his face that had begun to match his age, Daruk said with some respect, "I'll take you to your team." "

Orcs value warriors, advocate bravery, and usually gather together to fight and compete with each other, and most of the orcs who can be appointed as commanders in this environment are brave warriors.

After the five hundred orcs were summoned by Daruk, after learning that the blue-eyed Nairgo in front of them was their new commander, they almost all looked adored, and nothing dared to disagree.

Daruk saw that there were no, and he also put down his heart and did his own thing steadily.

Nairgo did not deliberately show his majesty, but seemed somewhat approachable.

He carefully looked at the five hundred people, all of them were young and strong, orcs who had just reached adulthood and were about his age.

And they also have a characteristic, that is: black and thick, they are able to bear hardships and stand hard at a glance.

Again, most of these orcs are orphans, and in the orc tradition, each child is not only family, but also clan, and if you can't afford to raise children, there will be clan sides to help you.

Therefore, the orphans of the orcs in the clan period are not the kind of thin and malnourished as they are as thin as hemp poles, hungry and malnourished, but because they do not have family care, they are more able to endure hardships.

These big men with common hair, short hair, and bald heads each wore their own animal skin clothes, sitting cross-legged on the ground, and some standing crookedly.

Nelgo scanned and scrutinized the orcs with a blank face, and he knew that it was not that they looked down on him, but that they were doing this virtue.

You must know that the history of the orcs is only a thousand years ago, and the war song orcs who just crawled out of the hole hundreds of years ago are still a nomadic clan.

"I'm a little disappointed." Nairgo said to Sylvanas, who had originally maintained a gentle face, and his face began to turn livid.

He knew he shouldn't be too demanding, but what was the difference between your appearance and the old peasant of the Middle Ages?

I don't know, I thought I was pulling Zhuangding!

"I still want grace and power." As soon as Nelgo's wrist moved, the sudden blowing wind made those already twisted orcs look like a group of defeated troops.

"If you can only be so scattered, then you might as well run away now." Nairgo knows that if you talk to these orcs about the art of war and strategy, one out of ten can understand that they are high-quality students.

In that case, he simply suppressed them with pure violence, I don't ask you to have your own thoughts, I let you do whatever you want.

"Many of you know me, and some of you may not know, I am Nairgo, that blue-eyed shaman, from today onwards, I will be your commander, and I will train you well to become a blade of the roaring chief of hell."

Nairgo pointed his finger at them and said, "I will lead you to glory, run amok in the enemy's strongholds, seize their wealth, and reap the boast of your kindred, but all this requires you to follow my orders, can you understand?"

Nairgo simply divided the five hundred people into five hundred teams, "Now, I need to see your skills, come, all the orcs who don't want to be ordinary soldiers come over, I will arrange for you to have a gladiatorial fight, and the final five winners will become the five centurions of these five hundred people and become their leaders."

And when Nairgo was here to lecture the recruits, Sylvanas frowned a little, "The martial bravery of the barbarians." She said softly.

If he can turn the selection of officers into a contest, he can do it.