Stratholme God

   Chapter 1170 Pressure

  In the eyes of others, in this enthronement ceremony, besides Emperor McDonald, the three kings were the most beautiful.

  Only the three of them, who are kings, know that they have nothing to do with this king.

   has no diplomatic power, administrative power, and most of the tax collection power is not in his own hands.

  The only thing that can make a facade is to allow yourself to keep a private army of no more than 30,000 people, and to enjoy a large number of judicial immunity regulations.

  The so-called feudal system is more like a traditional form.

  McDonald's has long overplayed the national system.

   Arthas didn’t want to be crowned king, but he didn’t care. Lao Mo is relatively simple, and it doesn't matter. It's that Kai Zi was a little nervous at the beginning, but he has always had no backbone, and he is used to kneeling on his knees.

   In addition, it is very difficult for these three countries to become independent.

Not to mention the Icecrown Glacier, which can be frozen in mid-air even by urinating, and the rest of Tirisfal Glacier and Quel'Thalas were the places where the Scourge was devastated the most.

  【Scar of Death】is no joke.

   No matter how to purify the land and revive it, its fertility is nothing compared to the natural granary of Andorhal.

  Tirisfal Woodland was once the granary of Lordaeron. After most of the land has been transformed, it is now poisonous and barely able to grow things. As for the fertility of the land, it is probably a little better than the limestone-shaped Yamada.

   In recent years, is the hair harvest good?

   It’s not just using the [Jinke La] fertilizer produced by Stratholme, and the latest version of the grafted seeds.

   As long as McDonald is willing, if Lao Mo is really disobedient, he can choke his neck at any time.

   Just in case, before giving Lao Mo a crown, McDonald's redrawn the boundaries of the territory. Historically, the big beach west of the Scarlet Monastery, now the northern port, has become the direct leader of the Mai family.

   No matter what you say, you can’t be blocked by your own vassals out of the sea!

  Quel'Thalas is almost the same. Without the traditional way of feeding the city with a large number of forests, the elves can only turn into farming races. In this place where there is almost no food production, now they make small money by building heavy industries such as Gundam, and then buy food from Stratholme to feed the people.

   Not to mention, if you don’t consider the supply of ore and other issues, this thing is really a lot of money.

   Even if he works at the official purchase price given by McDonald's, the amount of food that one Gundam can earn is enough to feed the 100,000 people of Kaizi for a month.

  The long-eared people became rich again, and they all smiled.

   Stratholme is happy, and the younger brothers who are close friends are also very happy. Stromgard received a large order to hunt down elemental monsters in Arathi Highlands to expand the weapon types of humanoid mechs.

  The previous single flame element can be obtained by Molten Core. The other three can't do it.

   Stratholme's high-priced acquisition gave the Arathi people a new way to make money. They suddenly felt that their barren land didn't seem so bad.

   Gilneas has been living a good life recently. A new enclave provides ordinary citizens with a safer place to live and live. Old Jean even used a low-interest loan with an annual interest of 1% from Mai to buy over a hundred ships from the Kul Tiras for the purpose of migrating citizens.

   If I had to say who was the worst, it was probably Kul Tiras.

The habit of   Kul Tiran people running boats all over the world allows 70% of their ships to escape when their homeland is attacked.

   Their hometown was raided, and they couldn't go back to their home.

  The boat needs to be repaired.

   In Howling Fjord, shipyards are readily available. The ports and docks built by the Eastern Front Corps, which were the main force of Stormwind Kingdom, were all built by the Stratholme engineering team during the crusade against the Lich King. When replacing Theramore, these were also replaced.

  Modern ship maintenance requires a large number of spare parts, which requires a large number of supporting factories.

   Boats also need oil.

  The poor and white Jaina was so anxious that she ran to McDonald's every three days, trying to sleep with Mai, so she didn't have to pay the bill.

   Here McDonald's simply closed the door and saw no visitors.

  The time has entered November, and the weather is getting colder.

   Stratholme City is blowing a cold wind, of course, this has little to do with Mai. The [Lava Core] outer armor hanging on his castle is an effective wide-area heating.

  Interestingly, the castle of the Stratholme family divided a tower for Alsace as the king's residence.

   Those who don't understand it think it's shabby, and those who do know it's a kindness.

   Early in the morning, about ten meters apart, McDonald and the two fools saw each other from the window of the opposite tower. They were both sitting sideways, with only their arms and chest exposed.

   "Alsace, morning!"

   "Big brother, good morning! Mmmm." The expression of the two fools was a little weird.

   The second fool put his left arm on the warm window sill, the muscles on his face twitched slightly from time to time, and his smile seemed stiff.

   McDonald's is different here, leisurely and comfortable: "Alsace! There are some things, you have to let go and get used to it."

   "Well, ah, yes, big brother is right."

   "You don't have to rush to your broken territory, your sister said. If you don't get a child out, you won't want to go to Northrend in this life."

   "Uh, yes, me, that..." Arthas seemed excited.

   McDonnell smirked, and out of the corner of his eyes, he glanced at the window sill about 20 centimeters in front of Er Fool's chest, with the horns of a pair of dragon horns and a strand of green hair passing by.

  McDonald greeted first: "Onie."

"Um."

  A white and tender arm stretched out and closed the curtain.

   Over there, the two fools were relieved.

   There are some things that he can't get used to!

   Not long, at breakfast time, Kalia asked McDonald shyly, "Alsace, what's wrong with him?"

   "No, he's having breakfast at the top of the tower."

  Kalia kicked McDonald's under the table rarely: "Ask you serious business."

   "Uh, don't make the race too rigid, there's mostly hope."

  “…”

   Here, the alliance began to cultivate and recuperate.

   On the other side, the tribe is in a sudden change.

  Saar received a secret report. After reading it, he was stunned for a long time and said to himself: "Did I do something wrong?"

   After a while, he summoned Vol'jin and handed the tip.

  Vol'jin was speechless for a long time after watching it, until Thrall stared at him, and he sighed: "Great Chief, are you ready for a showdown?"

   Thrall's mouth was full of bitterness, grinding his rough teeth: "The Horde didn't, but the Alliance clearly did."

  Besides the two of them, there was another stack of military newspapers, and it was written that the alliance army was gathering towards the Kalimdor Continent.

This was not a general mobilization of the Alliance, less than a quarter of its forces were mobilized at most, 'only' the return of the 1st Army of Stratholme to the Fortress, the 3rd Army gathered at the Cross Fortress, and then the Golden Sword Port and the Feather There is an additional fleet outside the Moon Fortress.

   Even so, it is not something that the current tribe can afford.

  The alliance fights and does not fight, no messenger, no announcement is sent. Thrall didn't understand it before, but after seeing this secret report from Thunder Bluff, he understood.

   (end of this chapter)