Stratholme God

   Chapter 1289 Terrible wrong judgment

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

The only thing    knows is that the living conditions of the tribe's people are very bad. Except for the Forsaken who don't need to eat and drink, there is no race that is not affected.

  As a nomadic race that relies on mountains and water, the impact of the cataclysm on orcs and trolls is catastrophic.

   Plants die in large numbers, so they cannot support a large number of herbivores, and carnivores at higher levels in the food chain will suffer even more.

  While the farming races of humans rely on underground water storage tanks, droppers and other black technologies to keep food production, relatively, the tribes now implement the complete law of the jungle.

   That's right, in the ruthless competition, he has indeed cultivated the fanatical elite soldiers needed by the warchief according to the tradition of the orcs.

   However, what is the price?

   More than 50% of the orcs have become the 'price' with their lives!

   This is still under the premise that a large number of orcs have returned to Nagrand in Outland and defected to the former Warchief Thrall.

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

   This year, it really pushed the million orcs to a dead end.

   In this case, Pandaria, a mysterious continent that was not affected by the cataclysm, became the tribe's only hope. If it weren't for the limited transportation capacity, I'm afraid that millions of orcs would be swarming over now.

   In such a situation of internal and external difficulties, Vol'jin could not make any concessions at the negotiating table, even if he knew that the consequences would be dire if the Alliance made a move.

   As for Garithers' sky-high asking price, McDonald's didn't plan on him at all.

   That guy didn't anger the tribe and was beheaded on the spot, even if he passed the border. Garithers is back with a life, and McDonald really intends to put a little more burden on him and reuse him.

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

   Emperor Mougou was also unambiguous, and threw a four-digit number directly.

   Category: Chen Liang!

  Unit: 10,000 tons!

   Looking at this number, the faces of the bosses of each family are a capital 囧 character.

your sister!

   Seeing that your Stratholme has shrunk so much, you thought that even you only had a little grain left, but now it seems that it is a billion grains!

  The big dog is the big dog!

Here, Bolvar looks sore. It's not that he didn't persuade Varian not to send too many troops to Pandaria. After all, he was using Stratholme's food to fight. If one is not good, Stratholme will run out of food. , it is their storm soldiers who starve to death.

  Wang Wang believed that McDonald would not sell him.

   No, the new grain is about to be harvested, and the old grain can also be released.

  Wang Wang patted Bolvar on the shoulder with relief.

   As if he wanted to say MMP but didn't dare to say it, he stared at a certain Emperor Gou with resentment - you are so goofy, you make me a villain in vain!

   In fact, I really don't blame Mai for this.

   Stratholme's farming has been inherited by the flower growers.

   Rabbit farming is the same as Western farming?

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

In a sense, it can’t be called wrong, because this product is based on the per capita grain consumption of the Chinese Dynasty in 2016 to calculate the grain storage. He used the data of 267kg of staple food per person per year, plus fruits, vegetables, meat and other supplementary food, equivalent to staple food is about 330~ 350kg per person. To put it simply, three people eat one ton of grain a year.

   But this is a typical transition period of the feudal era, and most of the commoners are well supported.

   They ate the most **** brown bread, even adding sawdust, grass roots, wild vegetables, and wheat bran into it. Half full and full are two standards.

  Because of the fear of the cataclysm, a lot of potatoes have been planted in the past two years. The per mu of this thing is always a few thousand gold. High-quality potatoes can yield 8,000 catties per mu.

   The 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 several places were actually bursting. It had to be urgently dispatched, and a large amount of grain was transported to the factory to work overtime to make compressed bread and canned food.

  Nima is outrageous!

   Chenliang is definitely a bit bad for people to eat, but livestock will not have any objections.

  In August, Mai opened an opening and secretly delivered food to each family. Especially during the Great Cataclysm, the Wildhammer dwarf who raised the Void Dragon almost went bankrupt. This time he really opened it up for livestock to eat, and the livestock can only feed dragons and griffins when they are full.

  Raptor can indeed be fed in half every day, but it’s just that you don’t want to tame it well, and don’t count on its combat effectiveness.

  Because of the limited number of tribal thieves and spies, the focus of monitoring has always been on the camps of the Alliance troops, and they really didn't pay attention to the supply of the Alliance's food.

   Don't blame them, everyone is a self-promotion.

  The tribal boss all thought, the cataclysm is global, and we are all thrown into the street like this, the alliance must not be much better.

   Driven by this way of thinking, even a wise man like Woking made a serious misjudgment - he felt that the alliance was so aggressive in diplomacy, but he dared not play the big army, it must be a paper tiger.

   Vol'jin at the negotiating table also strictly abided by the orders of the warchief, and was tough to the end.

  The two sides exchanged passionate squirting every day, arguing with each other, such as eating three meals.

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

   "All to Pandaria! There are plenty of forests and countless prey." Orcs who were starving to madness under the famine could not hear this.

Seeing that the Alliance did not come to attack the troop transport line, the goblins built a large number of unsafe goblin airships under the urging of the great chief, 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 boats of unknown origin will pick up these orcs.

The    fleet followed the current for about a week and arrived in Pandaria.

   Compared with the barren and dry Silithus and Desolace, the green grass and the lush Jade Forest are definitely paradise for the orcs.

  The orcs reveled, praising the benevolence of the warchief, and then launched a brutal attack on the "disobedient natives", that is, the pandaren.

   The Orcs were so prosperous that they once occupied a quarter of Pandaria.

The    situation seems to continue like this until the calendar turns to October 1st.

It was very abrupt, this day, Vol'jin sprayed Garithers like a routine: "The Horde will never agree to the unreasonable demands of the Alliance! 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, Garithers was choked and speechless.

   This time, Garithers flashed a sly ruthlessness in his eyes: "Fight, fight! On behalf of the Throne Council, I officially declare - the Alliance declares war on the Horde!"

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

   (end of this chapter)