Before the nomadic people transformed into agricultural people, the population of the clan was destined to be linked to the number of prey and livestock.
Even though the orcs seem to be outnumbered, with millions of them, the best of all the orcs coming to Azeroth are already the best of all the orcs on the entire Draenor planet, and almost all of the most capable clans are here.
In addition, Goudan secretly acts as a demon and constantly absorbs evil energy, causing the life in the land to disappear.
The land loses fertilizer and vitality, which naturally causes plants to no longer grow, further reducing prey.
The living environment has deteriorated—this is the simplest trigger for war.
The orcs who were accustomed to hunting could not survive, and if they were induced again, there would be a war with the draenei in Draenor before the war at the Dark Portal.
Whether it was Ner'zhul, the former orc leader of the Shadowmoon Clan, or Gul'dan now, simple-minded orcs could easily be fooled with just a slight push.
Durotan saw this, so he became suspicious: "Are Gul'dan and his Shadowmoon clan really thinking about us orcs?"
"What?" Orgrim was shocked.
But before they could continue their discussion, they suddenly discovered that the war chief, Blackhand the Destroyer, was approaching with a large number of Blackstone clan warriors.
"What are you doing?" Orgrim was quite angry.
"Durotan! The glory of the warrior is forged with the blood of the enemy! You and your cowardly people are not qualified to be members of the tribe. As the warchief, I declare that you and the Frostwolf clan have been exiled!"
Durotan and Orgrim's eyes were as big as bells, and they simply couldn't believe their ears.
"Exile!?" Durotan seemed to be shaking even the hair on the white wolf fur on his shoulders.
Isn’t that just refusing to use human civilian prisoners as cannon fodder to fill trenches?
Does this banish me?
Such humiliation is unheard of.
Orgrim was about to roar in opposition, but suddenly he was grabbed by Durotan: "That's it, I, the Frostwolf, won't wait for such a tribe."
Seeing that Durotan was interested, the puppet chief was not interested in saying anything more: "Before sunset, take your cowards and tribesmen out of here! Never appear again where tribal warriors can see them!"
Orgrim's eyelids were twitching wildly, and his fists were clenched, as if he would explode at any time, but in the end he was slumped.
"What are the Frostwolves going to do?"
Durotan looked to the north, a little disappointed: "I heard that the Dragonmaw clan broke a bridge in the north of this continent. I saw a huge snow mountain farther away, which may be suitable for frost wolves."
"That……"
"Orgrim, it's you, please be careful!" Durotan interrupted his old friend and solemnly said: "I feel that Gul'dan may betray the tribe."
Orgrim's pupils shrank suddenly.
The two friends did not realize at all that the wheel of history had already turned a lot.
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On the other side, in Stratholme Territory, when McDonald heard the news from the Griffin Knights that the Valley of the Kings in Stormwind City had been filled in, he knew that the fall of Stormwind City was inevitable.
Although more than a hundred large ships shuttle back and forth between the northern and southern continents day and night, transporting food and other war supplies when going to Stormwind City, and transporting refugees when returning to the city, this transportation volume is destined to be a drop in the bucket compared to the 400,000 soldiers and civilians of Stormwind City.
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How much can a ship carry with only three to four hundred tons of cargo? How many people can it carry?
Even if we ignore the possible outbreak of the disease and fill the cabin with people on the return trip, the necessary food and water will still take up a lot of cabin space. A top-of-the-line wooden cargo ship today can transport 300 refugees in one day, and no more.
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No way, the ships of this era are similar to the Galenic sailing ships of the Earth's Age of Discovery. A 50-meter-long wooden sailing ship has a displacement of about one thousand tons.
These days, before the system settlement day has come, McDonald's is doing the final counting.
He can accept the premiums brought by the war for various materials within the scope allowed by the system, but he absolutely prohibits corruption. Already, more than a dozen greedy tool men have been hung on the southeast branches and become human bone wind chimes.
There are too many factors that determine the success of Prodigal:
Taking into account the unique information lag of this era, many expenditures and incomes were recorded on parchment, which was often full of errors, and most middle- and lower-level civil servants were taught mathematics by physical education teachers. Macdonald could no longer believe the following news.
Report coming.
But with millions of people and more than a hundred towns and territories, the income and expenses could not be calculated even if he kept an eye on the system.
The worst thing is that the system stipulates that "any behavior that exceeds the host's identity is not allowed." This determines that McDonald's can only arrest the big ones and let go of the small ones.
Spend as much as you can!
Since Andorhal Territory to the west and even Alterac to the southwest don't pay attention to this war at all, don't blame him for buying it.
Andorhal's autumn grain was purchased in large quantities at a premium. All the fish produced in Lake Dalonmir south of Andorhal were bought and salted into dried fish.
The food was stored in various highly defensive strategic locations in Stratholme—Cawlin Crossing, Tyr's Hand, Rivendell Territory, and Stratholme City.
Residents in these places are required to stock up on food for a year. At the same time, wine brewing is controlled and private brewing is prohibited. The supply of alcohol has also been reduced to a very low level. It was even announced that drunkards and those who dare to make moonshine will be punished for the first time.
Sent to be used as cannon fodder for a while.
After carefully observing it for a few times, McDonald finally felt a little relieved.
This time, he deliberately spent an extra 35,000 gold coins. In fact, this money is what the Stratholme family calls their 'thousand-year savings'. After all, in the eyes of the previous generations of family heads, since I have a fixed income every year, I save
What are you doing with so much money?
After clearing stocks at a fair price in advance and excluding metal mines and other sources of income that may lead to huge profits due to war, the remaining food income, poll taxes, toll taxes, etc. cannot add up to more than 35,000 gold coins.
As for the White Cross Arena?
hehe!
That place was used by McDonald to publicize how terrifying the orcs were to the citizens: it was not used to hold a duel at all, and nearly a hundred orc warriors were thrown into it as prisoners, and it was given to King Terenas' direct army for training in disguise, and for display.
Show it to the people of Lordaeron.
If the settlement was made at this moment, he must have passed the test. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart: Farewell, Azeroth! Although your place is very beautiful, I am very happy to spend money. I can wake up from a 20-square-meter super big bed every day, even if
First roll to the left six times, then immediately roll to the right twelve times without falling off the bed...
The only thing that annoyed McDonald was that there was no precise date for when Stormwind City fell.
While waiting impatiently, when the time came on November 11, McDonald was very surprised to see Mayor Barcellas and Mrs. Anastari arriving hand in hand, with a smile of joy that could not be concealed on his face.
Seeing this expression, McDonald's heart skipped a beat: Damn it! Are you trying to kill me!?
The mayor bowed 90 degrees and handed over a thick stack of parchment: "Congratulations, Your Majesty the Duke!"
It was okay for McDonald not to look at it, but when he looked at it, the world suddenly turned around. The various numbers on it added up, triggering a system prompt. When a series of green numbers finished jumping, they summed up into a terrifying number——
