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Chapter 1287 Terrible wrong judgment

On the Horde side, since Garrosh came to power, Vol'jin and Varok have been excluded from the core of power. They have no idea what their seemingly fanatical but actually cold warchief is going to do.

The only thing that is known is that the living conditions of the people of the tribe are very poor. Except for the forgotten people who do not need to eat or drink, no race is unaffected.

As a nomadic race that relies on mountains and rivers, the impact of the Cataclysm on the orcs and trolls was disastrous.

If a large number of plants die, they will not be able to support a large number of herbivores, and the carnivores higher up in the food chain will have an even harder time.

While humans, the farming races, rely on underground storage tanks, droppers and other black technologies to maintain food production, in contrast, tribes now implement complete laws of the jungle.

Yes, in the extremely cruel competition, the fanatical elite soldiers needed by the warchief were indeed cultivated according to the orc tradition.

However, what's the cost?

More than 50% of the orcs paid the price with their lives!

This is based on the premise that a large number of orcs returned to the outer land of Nagrand and defected to the former warchief Thrall.

Realizing that this would enhance Thrall's power, and having no intention of starting a civil war, Garrosh rudely ordered the branches of the Dark Portal to be closed.

This year, millions of orcs were truly driven to a dead end.

Under this situation, Pandaria, a mysterious continent that has not been affected by the cataclysm, has become the tribe's only hope. If it were not for the limited transportation capacity, millions of orcs would have swarmed over by now.

In this situation of internal and external difficulties, even though he knew that once the alliance took action, the consequences would be dire, Woking could not make any concessions at the negotiation table.

As for Garithos' sky-high asking price, McDonald's had no intention of making it happen.

If that guy doesn't anger the tribe, he will be beheaded on the spot, even if he passes the test. If Garithos comes back alive, McDonald is really planning to put a little more burden on him and use him more.

On the Alliance side, at the throne meeting, other big guys saw that McDonald's foreign policy was so strong, and they began to test McDonald's.

A certain Emperor Gou was not ambiguous and directly threw out a four-digit number.

Category: Chen Liang!

Unit: 10,000 tons!

When I look at these numbers, the faces of the bosses of each company are like the word "Embarrassed" in capital letters.

Your sister!

Seeing that Stratholme has shrunk so much, I thought you only had a few grains left, but now it looks like there are hundreds of millions of grains left!

A big dog owner is a big dog owner!

Here, Bolvar looked pained. He had privately advised Varian not to send too many troops to Pandaria. After all, they were borrowing Stratholme's food to fight. If one of them failed, Stratholme would run out of food.

, those who starve to death are their storm soldiers.

King Wa believed to death that McDonald's would not sell him.

No, the new grain is coming in soon, and the old grain can also be released.

King Wa patted Bolvar on the shoulder happily.

Bolvar looked like he wanted to say mmp but didn't dare to say it. He stared at a certain Gou Emperor with resentment. You are such a Gou, making me a villain in vain!

In fact, I really don’t blame Mr. Mai for this matter.

Farming in Stratholme is inherited from flower growers.

Can rabbit farming be the same as Western-style farming?

One of the most outrageous and ridiculous things that happened in Stratholme's agricultural department was that the elite operator in charge of agriculture miscalculated.

In a sense, it cannot be called wrong, because this product calculates grain storage based on the per capita grain consumption of China in 2016. He used the data of 267kg of staple food per person per year, plus fruits, vegetables, meat and other supplementary foods, the equivalent of staple grain is about 330~

350kg per person. To put it simply, three people eat one ton of grain a year.

But this was a typical transitional period of the feudal era, and most civilians were well fed.

They eat the most rubbish black bread. In the past, they even added sawdust, grass roots, wild vegetables, and wheat bran. Half-full and full-full are two different standards.

Precisely because of the fear of a catastrophe, a lot of potatoes have been planted in the past two years. The yield of these potatoes can easily cost several thousand gold. High-quality potatoes can yield eight thousand kilograms per hour.

A saturated supply of complementary foods will in turn reduce the consumption of staple foods.

As a result, after the winter wheat and summer grains were harvested, McDonald's found that the granaries in many places were actually full. He had to make urgent arrangements to transport a large amount of grain to the factory and work overtime to make compressed bread and cans.

That’s ridiculous!

Aged grain will definitely taste slightly worse for humans, but domestic animals won't have any objections.

In August, Mr. Mai opened the door and secretly transported food to various families. Especially the Wildhammer dwarf, who almost went bankrupt raising void dragons during the cataclysm, this time he really opened the door for livestock to eat. The livestock can only eat when they are full.

Feed the dragon, feed the griffon.

Birds of prey can indeed be fed half a day, but if you do this, you can't train them well and don't count on their fighting power.

Due to the limited number of tribal thieves and spies, the focus of monitoring has always been on the camps of alliance troops, etc., and they really did not pay attention to the alliance's food supply situation.

Don't blame them, everyone is treating others the same way.

The tribe bosses are all thinking that the catastrophe is global, and we are all in trouble, so the Alliance will definitely not be much better.

Driven by this thinking model, even wise men like Wojin made serious misjudgments. He felt that the Alliance was so fierce in diplomacy but did not dare to use large armies to suppress the situation. It must be a paper tiger.

Vol'jin at the negotiation table also strictly abided by the warchief's orders and stayed firm to the end.

The two sides exchanged passionate words and quarrels with each other every day, just like eating three meals a day.

Seemingly sensing the Alliance's weakness, Garrosh ordered more troops to be sent to Pandaria.

"Go to Pandaria! There are a lot of forests there, and there are countless prey." The orcs, who were going crazy with hunger due to famine, couldn't hear this.

Seeing that the Alliance did not attack the troop transport line, the goblins, under the urging of the warchief, built a large number of unsafe goblin airships and transported more than 200,000 orcs from various clans to the seaside southeast of Tanaris, where

Every night, a large number of ocean-going wooden ships of unknown origin would pick up these orcs.

The fleet then followed the ocean current and traveled for about a week before arriving in Pandaria.

Compared with the desolate and dry Silithus and the Desolate Land, places such as the emerald forest with green grass and lush trees are definitely a paradise for the orcs.

The orcs reveled, praising the warchief's kindness, and then launched a brutal attack on the 'disobedient natives', that is, the pandaren.

The orcs were so powerful that they once occupied a quarter of Pandaria.

It seems that the situation will continue like this until the calendar turns to October 1st.

Suddenly, Vol'jin fired at Garithos as usual that day: "The Horde will never agree to the Alliance's unreasonable demands! The Horde needs to have its own sky and land. If the Alliance continues to force the Horde like this, then declare war.

!”

For so many days in the past, Garithos was choked to the point of being speechless.

This time, there was a trace of cruelty mixed with cunning in Garithos' eyes: "Fight! Fight! On behalf of the Throne Conference, I officially declare that the Alliance declares war on the Horde!"

"You...ha!?" Wo'jin's eyes widened, he couldn't believe his ears!


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