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Bai Ze and other monsters felt much better towards Doug, and they were no longer as hostile as before.
"Why are you still standing there, showing off!"
Ye Fan smiled lightly and said: "The spirit of Wuyuan and the low-level elixirs in my body have been distributed to those tribal races. Now it is your turn."
He called Doug alone, obviously with special plans to make amends.
Regardless of who was right or wrong about what happened back then, it is a fact that Bai Ze and the others invaded other people's territory, and it is also a fact that they almost wiped out the panda people.
Now that the two parties have reconciled and paid for their actions back then, it can be considered an explanation.
"yes!"
Bai Ze, Kun Pengzi, and Ying Long left for a short while, then gathered tens of thousands of bottles of Wuyuan Spirit and first- and second-grade elixirs.
They handed several space stones to Ye Fan, but Ye Fan would not give them all to Doug.
He divided out a thousand bottles of Wuyuan Spirit and a thousand bottles of low-level elixirs and gave them to Doug.
There are currently only twenty to thirty thousand Pandaren in total, and other tribes and races are four to five times as many as them, and they have only been allocated this amount of Wuyuan spirits and elixirs.
If we look at the average number, the amount allocated to the pandaren is larger than that of the orcs.
This shows that Ye Fan still has selfish motives for Doug.
Doug couldn't understand what Ye Fan, Bai Ze and others were saying, but the spirit of Wuyuan and the healing medicine were actually placed in front of him.
"Master God Envoy, are these all for us?"
Doug looked at the two fully loaded carts in front of him and exclaimed again and again.
You know, there are more than 60,000 people in the fox tribe, and all they got was a cart of magic medicine.
However, their tribe is only one-half of the fox tribe, but they have two carts of magic medicine. The difference in per capita income between inside and outside is four to five times! "What, you don't want it?"
Ye Fan asked with a smile.
"No, no, no, I want it!"
Doug was overjoyed, but then he was a little worried: "But Lord God Envoy, it would be unfair for you to do this! There are many races in the tribe, and the magic medicine allocated to each race is different. I am afraid that other races will be unbalanced."
"can you?"
Ye Fan smiled lightly, pointed at the three carts of Wuyuan Spirit and Ningxue Powder, and asked: "Let me ask you, what are the uses of these medicines?"
"Of course it's for war supplies and for healing wounds."
Doug replied.
"Then which profession uses the most?"
Ye Fan asked again.
Doug was stunned for a moment and suddenly realized: "It's a soldier..." "That's right."
Ye Fan nodded, "In a war, the most vulnerable to injury are the soldiers on the front line! Therefore, when I distributed the magical water and magical medicine, I deliberately counted the warriors of all tribal races.
In addition, the weight of mages, warlocks, archers, priests, and thieves cannot be compared with the tribal races that are the most warriors.
This is also the reason why I allocated a large amount of divine water and magic medicine to several warrior-based races such as tauren, orcs, and pandas! As for your tribe, I did give some more shares, I admit it! Because of the pandas
Humans have the smallest number of all races, but the highest proportion of warriors! This means that the war crisis faced by the Pandaren is greater than that of other races!"
Ye Fan talks eloquently and expresses his selfishness in a high-sounding way.
Doug listened and nodded repeatedly, "It turns out that Lord God Envoy has already considered all aspects!"
"If other races have issues, I'll let them come to me."
Ye Fan chuckled and said: "If they still think I am unfair, then let them rush to the front line, and I can consider increasing their share of the magic medicine!"
"Lord God Envoy, I understand what you mean!"
Doug saluted Ye Fan, "If there is nothing else, I will take my leave first.
Tomorrow morning, please invite the God Envoy to preside over the marching ceremony, and our tribe will officially march to the Golombor area!"
"Don't worry, I will be there on time."
Ye Fan nodded and waved his hand to indicate that he should go back to the Pandaren tribe first.
The news that Doug had returned with a large amount of magic medicine spread like wildfire. Except for the tauren, orcs, trolls and other warrior-based races, other races had considerable opinions.
Especially the fox tribe came to him that night and asked the envoy why he was so partial.
Not to mention the tauren, orcs, trolls and other tribes, they are all large tribes with two to three hundred thousand people, and they only need a few thousand bottles of magic medicine.
But what about the Pandaren?
Actually, only 20,000 to 30,000 people can get 2,000 bottles of magic medicine, which is twice as much as the fox tribe! Ye Fan has already told the Qimeng tribes who are the main force in the war about his distribution system, and they all
I am a straight person and have no objections to this distribution system.
In fact, no need for Ye Fan to say, they also discussed giving some to the pandas appropriately.
After all, they can afford tens of thousands of casualties, but the Pandaren cannot.
If all the pandaren clansmen were wiped out, tribes like them would also be to blame! When we return to Draenor in the future, how will we face the pandaren there?
Is it possible to say that you will hand over a tribe to us, and we will go to the outside world to expand the territory together?
As a result, we are still alive and well, but all your people are dead?
Isn't this deliberately provoking a war?
I think at the beginning, the Pandaren were also a major race in the Outland, but in the end, they became the weakest.
Although the responsible party mainly lies with the messengers from the God's Domain, at this point, they can only find ways to make up for it.
When Ye Fan faced questions from fox people and other races, he didn't bother to explain in detail.
Most of the tribesmen of these races are rear-line troops, especially the tribes of foxmen, children of night, and the Forsaken. Their intellectual development is generally higher than that of orcs, tauren, and trolls.
Can't they see their own intentions?
Only Bol of the Blood Elf did not express any opinion on this matter.
You know, the number of blood elves is not large, only ten or twenty thousand more than the pandaren.
However, the Wuyuan Spirit and Coagulation Powder that Ye Fan assigned to them only totaled 500 bottles, which was the least among all tribes and clans.
Those aggrieved races must have approached him and wanted to invite him to attack Ye Fan together.
But Bohr didn't say a word.
It was obvious that he saw Ye Fan's intentions and was in awe of Ye Fan, so he did not join in with those races.
"Okay, having said all that, don't you just want to share some more magic medicine and water?"
Ye Fan saw the unhappy faces of the leaders and chiefs of several races, and sneered in his heart.
"Tell me, how much do you want?"
Ye Fan touched his chin and said, "Give me the number and I can think about it."
The leader of the Goblin clan rolled his eyes and smiled at Ye Fan: "Master God Envoy, our numerous tribes of the Goblin clan total 150,000 people.
I know that you gave the Tauren tribe 5,000 bottles of magic medicine. Our number is only 50,000 less than theirs, but we only received 1,500 bottles.
Let's do this, we only need to get an additional fifteen hundred bottles of magic medicine, and we will be very satisfied!"
"oh?"
Ye Fan smiled half-heartedly and looked at other races: "You have the same idea, just double the quota of magic medicine?"