LIGHTNOVELONLINE Stratholme God
Chapter 72
Chapter 72 Someone's Eyes Are Dark
This is the tragedy of nomads.
Before the nomads turned into agricultural peoples, the population of the clan was destined to be linked to the number of prey and their own livestock.
Even though the orcs seem to be numerous, there are as many as one million, and those who come to Azeroth are the essence of all the orcs in the entire Draenor planet, and almost all the clans that can fight the most are here.
In addition, Goudan secretly acts as a demon, constantly absorbing fel energy, making the life in the land disappear.
The loss of fertilizer and vitality from the land naturally causes plants to stop growing, further reducing prey.
The living environment has deteriorated - this is the simplest fuse of war.
Orcs who are accustomed to hunting can't survive, and if they are induced again, there will be a war between Draenor and the draenei before the battle of the Dark Portal.
Whether it was Ner'zhul, the former Orc Shadowmoon clan boss, or the current Gul'dan, simple-minded orcs were easily fooled by a slight push.
Durotan saw this, so he became suspicious: "Do Gul'dan and his Shadowmoon clan really care about us orcs?"
"What?" Orgrim was shocked.
But before they could continue their discussion, they suddenly discovered that the Great Chief Destroyer Blackhand was approaching with a large number of warriors from the Blackrock clan.
"What is this for?" Orgrim was quite angry.
"Durotan! The glory of a warrior is forged in the blood of the enemy! You and your cowardly clan are ineligible to become a member of the Horde, and I declare as Warchief—you and the Frostwolf clan are banished!"
Durotan and Orgrim's eyes were as big as copper bells, and they couldn't believe their ears.
"Exile!?" Durotan seemed to tremble even the fur on the white wolf's hide on his shoulders.
Isn't it just refusing to use human civilians as cannon fodder to fill trenches?
Does this exile me?
Such humiliation is unheard of.
Orgrim was about to roar in opposition, when suddenly he was caught by Durotan: "That's it, I will not be waiting for the Frostwolf for such a tribe."
Seeing Durotan's interest, the puppet chieftain was not interested in saying anything more: "Before sunset, get your cowards out of the way! Never appear where the tribe warriors can see!"
Orgrim's eyelids twitched wildly, his fists clenched, as if it would explode at any time, but in the end he was slumped.
"What should the Frost Wolf do?"
Durotan looked at the north and was a little disappointed: "I heard that the Dragonmaw clan broke through a bridge on the north side of this continent, and seeing a huge snow-capped mountain in the distance, it would probably be very suitable for the Frostwolf."
"That……"
"Orgrim, it's you, be careful!" Durotan interrupted his old friend's words and said solemnly: "I feel that Gul'dan is likely to betray the Horde."
Orgrim's pupils shrank suddenly.
The friends didn't realize that the wheel of history has been twisted a lot.
……
On the other side, Stratholme led, when McDonald heard from the Griffin Knight that the Valley of the Kings in Stormwind City had been filled up, he knew that the fall of Stormwind City was unavoidable.
Although more than a hundred large ships shuttled back and forth between the north and south continents day and night, transporting food and other combat supplies when going to Stormwind City, and transporting refugees away when returning to the city, this transportation volume is destined to be huge compared to the 40 soldiers and civilians in Stormwind City. A drop in the bucket.
With a cargo capacity of three or four hundred tons, how much can a ship carry?How many people can it carry?
Even ignoring a possible outbreak of disease and filling the cabins on the return journey, the necessary food and water would still take up a considerable amount of space.A contemporary top-of-the-line wooden cargo ship can transport [-] refugees to the sky, no more.
No way, the ships of this era are similar to the Galen sailboats in the era of the great navigation of the earth. A 50-meter-long wooden sailboat has a displacement of about [-] tons.
These days, before the system settlement day arrives, McDonald's is doing the final count.
He can accept the premiums of various materials due to the war within the scope of the system, but he absolutely prohibits corruption. More than a dozen greedy tool people have been hung on the southeast branch and become human bone wind chimes.
There are too many factors that determine the success of a prodigal:
Considering the lag in information unique to this era, many expenditures and incomes are recorded on parchment, which are often full of errors and omissions, and most of the mathematics of the middle and lower-level civil servants are taught by physical education teachers. McDonald's can hardly believe the following rumors. report to come.
But the income of millions of people and the territory of more than [-] cities and towns, even if he stared at the system, it would not be counted.
The worst part is that the system stipulates that [you must not do anything beyond the host's identity. ], which determines that McDonald's can only focus on the big and let go of the small.
Can spend hard to spend!
Since the Andorhal Land in the west, and even Alterac in the far southwest did not pay attention to this war at all, then don't blame him for buying and buying hard.
Andorhal's autumn grains were purchased in large quantities at a premium.All the fish produced in Darrowmere Lake, south of Andorhal, is bought and salted to make dried fish.
Food was hoarded in Stratholme's strong defensive positions - Cowling's Crossing, Tyr's Hand, Rivendell and Stratholme City.
Residents in these places are required to hoard their own food for a year. At the same time, winemaking control is implemented, private winemaking is prohibited, and the supply of alcohol is also reduced to a very low level. It is even announced that alcoholics and those who dare to moonshine will be punished by the first Sent as cannon fodder for a while.
After a few laps of careful inspection, McDonald finally felt a little relieved.
This time, he deliberately lost [-] gold coins. In fact, this money is the so-called 'Millennium savings' of the Stratholme family.After all, in the eyes of the above generations of family owners, since I have a fixed income every year, what do I save so much money for?
After clearing the warehouse at a fair price in advance, after excluding the source of income such as metal mines that may have caused huge profits due to the war, the remaining food income, poll tax, toll tax, etc., cannot add up to more than [-] gold coins.
As for the White Cross Arena?
Ha ha!
That place was used by McDonald's to educate the citizens about how terrifying orcs were: they were not used for duel competitions at all, and nearly a hundred orc warriors were thrown into it and given to the army directly under King Terenas for training in disguise. Show it to the people of Lordaeron.
If it is settled at this moment, he must have passed the test, and he can't help but sigh: Farewell, Azeroth!Although you are very beautiful here, I am also very happy.I can wake up from a 20-square-meter super big bed every day, even if I roll six laps to the left, and then immediately roll to the right for twelve laps, I haven't fallen out of bed...
The only thing that bothers McDonald is that there is no precise date when Stormwind falls.
While waiting anxiously, the time came to November 11, and McDonald's was very surprised to see the mayor Barthelas and Mrs. Anastari coming together, with an undisguised happy smile on his face.
Seeing this expression, McDonald's heart skipped a beat: "Fuck!You must kill me! ?
The mayor bowed 90 degrees and handed over a thick stack of parchment: "Congratulations to the Duke!"
McDonald's was okay if he didn't look at it. When he saw it, the world was spinning, and the various numbers on it added up, triggering a system prompt.When a series of green numbers jumped, they summed up into a terrible number——
【68388 gold coins】!
(End of this chapter)
This is the tragedy of nomads.
Before the nomads turned into agricultural peoples, the population of the clan was destined to be linked to the number of prey and their own livestock.
Even though the orcs seem to be numerous, there are as many as one million, and those who come to Azeroth are the essence of all the orcs in the entire Draenor planet, and almost all the clans that can fight the most are here.
In addition, Goudan secretly acts as a demon, constantly absorbing fel energy, making the life in the land disappear.
The loss of fertilizer and vitality from the land naturally causes plants to stop growing, further reducing prey.
The living environment has deteriorated - this is the simplest fuse of war.
Orcs who are accustomed to hunting can't survive, and if they are induced again, there will be a war between Draenor and the draenei before the battle of the Dark Portal.
Whether it was Ner'zhul, the former Orc Shadowmoon clan boss, or the current Gul'dan, simple-minded orcs were easily fooled by a slight push.
Durotan saw this, so he became suspicious: "Do Gul'dan and his Shadowmoon clan really care about us orcs?"
"What?" Orgrim was shocked.
But before they could continue their discussion, they suddenly discovered that the Great Chief Destroyer Blackhand was approaching with a large number of warriors from the Blackrock clan.
"What is this for?" Orgrim was quite angry.
"Durotan! The glory of a warrior is forged in the blood of the enemy! You and your cowardly clan are ineligible to become a member of the Horde, and I declare as Warchief—you and the Frostwolf clan are banished!"
Durotan and Orgrim's eyes were as big as copper bells, and they couldn't believe their ears.
"Exile!?" Durotan seemed to tremble even the fur on the white wolf's hide on his shoulders.
Isn't it just refusing to use human civilians as cannon fodder to fill trenches?
Does this exile me?
Such humiliation is unheard of.
Orgrim was about to roar in opposition, when suddenly he was caught by Durotan: "That's it, I will not be waiting for the Frostwolf for such a tribe."
Seeing Durotan's interest, the puppet chieftain was not interested in saying anything more: "Before sunset, get your cowards out of the way! Never appear where the tribe warriors can see!"
Orgrim's eyelids twitched wildly, his fists clenched, as if it would explode at any time, but in the end he was slumped.
"What should the Frost Wolf do?"
Durotan looked at the north and was a little disappointed: "I heard that the Dragonmaw clan broke through a bridge on the north side of this continent, and seeing a huge snow-capped mountain in the distance, it would probably be very suitable for the Frostwolf."
"That……"
"Orgrim, it's you, be careful!" Durotan interrupted his old friend's words and said solemnly: "I feel that Gul'dan is likely to betray the Horde."
Orgrim's pupils shrank suddenly.
The friends didn't realize that the wheel of history has been twisted a lot.
……
On the other side, Stratholme led, when McDonald heard from the Griffin Knight that the Valley of the Kings in Stormwind City had been filled up, he knew that the fall of Stormwind City was unavoidable.
Although more than a hundred large ships shuttled back and forth between the north and south continents day and night, transporting food and other combat supplies when going to Stormwind City, and transporting refugees away when returning to the city, this transportation volume is destined to be huge compared to the 40 soldiers and civilians in Stormwind City. A drop in the bucket.
With a cargo capacity of three or four hundred tons, how much can a ship carry?How many people can it carry?
Even ignoring a possible outbreak of disease and filling the cabins on the return journey, the necessary food and water would still take up a considerable amount of space.A contemporary top-of-the-line wooden cargo ship can transport [-] refugees to the sky, no more.
No way, the ships of this era are similar to the Galen sailboats in the era of the great navigation of the earth. A 50-meter-long wooden sailboat has a displacement of about [-] tons.
These days, before the system settlement day arrives, McDonald's is doing the final count.
He can accept the premiums of various materials due to the war within the scope of the system, but he absolutely prohibits corruption. More than a dozen greedy tool people have been hung on the southeast branch and become human bone wind chimes.
There are too many factors that determine the success of a prodigal:
Considering the lag in information unique to this era, many expenditures and incomes are recorded on parchment, which are often full of errors and omissions, and most of the mathematics of the middle and lower-level civil servants are taught by physical education teachers. McDonald's can hardly believe the following rumors. report to come.
But the income of millions of people and the territory of more than [-] cities and towns, even if he stared at the system, it would not be counted.
The worst part is that the system stipulates that [you must not do anything beyond the host's identity. ], which determines that McDonald's can only focus on the big and let go of the small.
Can spend hard to spend!
Since the Andorhal Land in the west, and even Alterac in the far southwest did not pay attention to this war at all, then don't blame him for buying and buying hard.
Andorhal's autumn grains were purchased in large quantities at a premium.All the fish produced in Darrowmere Lake, south of Andorhal, is bought and salted to make dried fish.
Food was hoarded in Stratholme's strong defensive positions - Cowling's Crossing, Tyr's Hand, Rivendell and Stratholme City.
Residents in these places are required to hoard their own food for a year. At the same time, winemaking control is implemented, private winemaking is prohibited, and the supply of alcohol is also reduced to a very low level. It is even announced that alcoholics and those who dare to moonshine will be punished by the first Sent as cannon fodder for a while.
After a few laps of careful inspection, McDonald finally felt a little relieved.
This time, he deliberately lost [-] gold coins. In fact, this money is the so-called 'Millennium savings' of the Stratholme family.After all, in the eyes of the above generations of family owners, since I have a fixed income every year, what do I save so much money for?
After clearing the warehouse at a fair price in advance, after excluding the source of income such as metal mines that may have caused huge profits due to the war, the remaining food income, poll tax, toll tax, etc., cannot add up to more than [-] gold coins.
As for the White Cross Arena?
Ha ha!
That place was used by McDonald's to educate the citizens about how terrifying orcs were: they were not used for duel competitions at all, and nearly a hundred orc warriors were thrown into it and given to the army directly under King Terenas for training in disguise. Show it to the people of Lordaeron.
If it is settled at this moment, he must have passed the test, and he can't help but sigh: Farewell, Azeroth!Although you are very beautiful here, I am also very happy.I can wake up from a 20-square-meter super big bed every day, even if I roll six laps to the left, and then immediately roll to the right for twelve laps, I haven't fallen out of bed...
The only thing that bothers McDonald is that there is no precise date when Stormwind falls.
While waiting anxiously, the time came to November 11, and McDonald's was very surprised to see the mayor Barthelas and Mrs. Anastari coming together, with an undisguised happy smile on his face.
Seeing this expression, McDonald's heart skipped a beat: "Fuck!You must kill me! ?
The mayor bowed 90 degrees and handed over a thick stack of parchment: "Congratulations to the Duke!"
McDonald's was okay if he didn't look at it. When he saw it, the world was spinning, and the various numbers on it added up, triggering a system prompt.When a series of green numbers jumped, they summed up into a terrible number——
【68388 gold coins】!
(End of this chapter)
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