Stratholme God

Chapter 1170 Pressure

Chapter 1170 Pressure
In the eyes of others, in this enthronement ceremony, besides the emperor McDonald, the three kings are the most beautiful.

Only the three of them who are kings know that they are worthless as kings.

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

The only thing that can put on a facade is to allow yourself to keep a private army of no more than 3 people, and to enjoy a large number of judicial immunity regulations.

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

McDonnell has long played the whole country system to the fullest.

Alsace didn't want to be crowned king, but he didn't care.It doesn't matter that Lao Mo is relatively simple.It's just that Kaizi was a little irritated at the beginning, but he has always had no backbone, and he is used to kneeling and kneeling.

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, the remaining Tirisfal Glades and Quel'Thalas were the most ruined places by the Scourge.

[Scar of Death] is no joke.

No matter how it purifies the land and revives it, its fertility is incomparable to the natural granary of Andorhal.

The Tirisfal Glades used to be the granary of Lordaeron. After most of the land has been transformed, it is not poisonous to death, and it can barely grow things.As for the fertility of the land, it is probably a little bit better than the limestone mountain fields.

Has the harvest been good in recent years?

Didn't it just use the [Jinkela] fertilizer produced by Stratholme, and the latest version of the grafted seeds.

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

Just in case, before giving Lao Mo a crown, McDonald redraws the boundaries of the territory long ago.In history, the big sandy beach to the 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!
Quel'Thalas is almost the same. Without the elves' traditional way of using a large number of forests to support the city, the elves can only switch to farming races.In this place where there is almost no grain production, it is now relying on building Gundam and other heavy industries to earn a small amount of money, and then buy grain from Stratholme to feed the people.

Not to mention, if you don't consider the ore supply and other issues, this thing is really profitable.

Even if they work at the official purchase price given by McDonnell, the food that a Gundam earns can be exchanged for enough food to feed Kaizi's [-] citizens for a month.

The long-eared people became rich again, and all of them were smiling.

Stratholme's family is happy, and the younger brothers who have a good relationship are also very happy.Stormgard received a big order to hunt elemental monsters in the Arathi Highlands, so as to expand the types of weapons for humanoid mechs.

In the past, the single flame element could be obtained through the Molten Core.There is no way for the other three departments.

The high-priced acquisition of Stratholme 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 enjoying a good life recently. A new enclave provides ordinary citizens with a relatively safe place to live and thrive.Old Jean even used a low-interest loan of 1% annual interest borrowed from someone in Mai to buy over a hundred boats from the Kul Tirans for the purpose of migrating citizens.

If you have to say who is the worst, it is probably Kul Tiras.

The habit of running ships all over the world with the people of Kul Tiras allowed [-]% of their ships to escape when their homeland was attacked.

Their hometown was ransacked, and they couldn't go back to their home, so they were forced to suffer immediately.

Ships need repairs.

In Howling Fjord, shipyards are readily available.The ports and docks built by the Eastern Front Legion, the main force of the Stormwind Kingdom, were all built by the Stratholme engineering team when they 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.

Ships also need oil.

Jaina, who was poor and white, was so anxious that she ran to McDonald's side every three days, trying to sleep with someone so that she wouldn't have to pay the bill.

Here McDonald simply shuts the door and sees no visitors.

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

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

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

Those who don't understand think it's shabby, but those who understand know it's the emperor's favor.

Early this morning, at a distance of about ten meters, McDonnell and the second idiot saw each other from the window of the opposite tower.They both sat sideways, with only their arms and chest exposed.

"Alsace, morning!"

"Brother, good morning! Yes." The second idiot had a strange expression on his face.

Er Fool rested his left arm on the warm window sill, the muscles on his face twitched slightly from time to time, his smile seemed stiff no matter how you looked at it.

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

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

"You don't need to rush to your broken territory, your sister said. If you don't get a child out, you won't even think about going to Northrend in this life."

"Uh, yes, I, that..." Alsace seemed to get agitated.

While smiling badly, McDonald glanced out of the corner of his eye at the window sill about [-] centimeters from Er Fool's chest, where there was a pair of dragon horns and a strand of green hair passing by.

McDonnell greeted first: "Ani."

"Ah."

A tender white arm stretched out and pulled the curtains shut.

Over there, the second fool was relieved.

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

Not long after, at breakfast time, Calia asked Macdonald shyly, "Alsace, what's wrong with him?"

"No, he eats breakfast at the top of the tower."

Kalia kicked McDonald under the table in a rare way: "I'm asking you something serious."

"Well, don't set the race too hard, there is probably hope."

"..."

Here, the alliance began to cultivate and recuperate.

Over there, the situation of the tribe changed suddenly.

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

After a while, he summoned Wojin and handed over the secret report.

Vol'jin was also speechless for a long time after watching it, until Thrall stared at him firmly, and he sighed: "Great chief, are you ready for a fight to the death?"

Thrall's mouth was full of bitterness, and he ground his rough teeth: "The Horde didn't, but the Alliance obviously did a good job."

Beside the two of them, there was another stack of military newspapers. It was written impressively that the Alliance army was gathering towards the Kalimdor continent.

This is not a general mobilization of the alliance's military forces. At most, less than a quarter of its troops have been mobilized. There is an additional fleet outside the Moon Fortress.

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

The alliance fought and did not fight, no messengers, no announcements were sent.Thrall didn't understand before, but after seeing this secret report from Thunder Bluff, he understood.

(End of this chapter)

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