This is the sorrow of the nomads.

Before the nomads converted to farming, the population of the clan was destined to be tied to the number of prey and their own livestock.

Don't look at the orcs seem to be outnumbered, there are millions of them, and the people who come to Azeroth are already the essence of all the orcs on the entire planet Draenor, and almost all the most capable clans are here.

In addition, the dog is secretly a demon, constantly absorbing evil energy, and making the life in the land disappear.

The land loses its fertilizer and life, which naturally leads to the loss of plants from growing, further reducing the number of prey.

The living environment deteriorates - this is the simplest fuse of war.

The orcs, accustomed to hunting, couldn't survive, and if they were induced again, there was a war between Draeenor and the Draenei before the Battle of the Dark Gate.

Whether it is the previous orc Shadow Moon Clan boss Nao Aozu, or the current Guldan, as long as he pushes lightly, the simple-minded orcs can be easily fooled.

Durotan saw this, so he became suspicious, "Is Gul'dan and his Shadowmoon Clan really thinking about us orcs?" ”

"What?" Orgrim was shocked.

But before they could discuss it, they suddenly found that the Great Chief Destroyer* Black Hand was approaching with a large number of Blackstone Clan warriors.

"What is this for?" Orgrim was rather angry.

"Durotan! The glory of a warrior is forged with the blood of the enemy! You and your cowardly clansmen are not qualified to be part of the tribe, and I declare in my capacity as the Great Chief—you and the Frostwolf Clan are banished! ”

Durotan and Orgrim's eyes widened as big as brass bells, they couldn't believe their ears.

"Banishment!?" Durotan seemed to tremble even the hairs on the white-haired wolf's skin on his shoulders.

Isn't it just refusing to use human civilian captives as cannon fodder to fill trenches?

Is this banishing me?

Such humiliation is unheard of.

Orgrim was about to roar against it, when he was suddenly grabbed by Durontan: "That's it, I can't wait for such a tribe. ”

The puppet chief saw that Du Long was interested, and he was not interested in saying anything: "Before sunset, take your cowards to get out!" Never again where the Horde warriors can see! ”

Orgrim's eyelids were throbbing, his fists clenched, as if they were about to explode at any moment, but in the end he was depressed.

"What is the frostwolf going to do?"

Du Longtan looked at the north, a little stunned: "I heard that the Dragon's Throat Clan has broken through a bridge in the north of this continent, and I see a huge snow-capped mountain in the distance, which will probably be very suitable for the frost wolf." ”

"That ......"

"Orgrim, it's you, be careful!" Durotan interrupted his old friend's words solemnly, "I have a feeling that Gul'dan is likely to betray the Horde. ”

Orgrim's pupils shrank sharply.

The two friends didn't realize that the wheels of history had been twisted a lot.

……

On the other side, Stratholme Leader, when McDonald learned from the Griffin Knight that King Gudu of Stormwind had been filled, he knew that the fall of Stormwind was inevitable.

Although more than 100 large ships shuttled back and forth between the north and south continents day and night, carrying food and other war supplies when they went to Stormwind City, and transporting refugees when they returned to the city, this transportation volume was destined to be a drop in the bucket compared to the 400,000 soldiers and civilians in Stormwind City.

How much can a ship carry with a cargo capacity of three or four hundred tons? How many people were carried?

Even if the possible outbreak of the epidemic is ignored and the cabin on the return journey is filled with people, the necessary food and water will still take up a considerable amount of space. A top-notch wooden cargo ship of our time, carrying away 300 refugees in the sky, could not be more.

There is no way, the ships of this era are similar to the Galen galleons of the Age of Earth Discovery, a 50-meter-long wooden sailing ship with a displacement of about 1,000 tons.

These days, while the system settlement day has not yet arrived, McDonald is making the final count.

He can accept the premium of all kinds of materials due to the war within the scope of the system, but he absolutely prohibits corruption, and there are already more than a dozen greedy tool men who have been hung on the southeast branch and become human bone wind chimes.

There are too many factors that determine the success of a loser:

Considering the peculiar lag of news in this era, many expenditures and revenues are recorded on parchment, often full of errors and omissions, and most of the middle and lower class civil servants are taught mathematics by physical education teachers, McDonald can hardly believe the report that comes below.

But the territorial expenditure income of millions of people and more than 100 towns can't be counted even if he stares at the system.

The worst thing is that the system stipulates that [no behavior beyond the identity of the host] shall be done. This determines that McDonald can only grasp the big and let go of the small.

The hard flower to be able to spend!

Since the Andorhar Territory to the west, and even Alterac farther southwest, didn't pay any attention to the battle, don't blame him for buying and buying.

The autumn grain of Andorhar was bought in large quantities at a premium. All the fish caught in Lake Dalongmeir, south of Andorhar, is bought and cured into dried fish.

Grain was hoarded in the most heavily defended positions in the Stratholme Territory - Cowling Crossing, Tyr's Hand, Rivendell Territory, and Stratholme City.

The inhabitants of these places were required to stock up on their own food for a year, and at the same time, the control of wine-making was implemented, private wine-making was prohibited, and the provision of alcohol was reduced to a fairly low level, and it was even announced that drunkards and those who dared to make private-wine would be sent to be cannon fodder in the first place.

After a few closer inspections, McDonald finally felt a little relieved.

This time, he deliberately lost an extra 35,000 gold coins, in fact, this money is the so-called 'thousand-year savings' of the Stratholme family. After all, in the eyes of the above generations of family heads, since I have a fixed income every year, why should I save so much money?

After clearing the warehouse at an early parity price, and eliminating the source of income such as metal mines, which may be caused by the war, the rest of the grain income, poll tax, toll tax, etc., could not add up to more than 35,000 gold coins.

As for the White Cross Gladiatorial Arena?

Hehe!

That place was used by McDonald to educate the citizens about how terrible the orcs were: they were not used for duels at all, and nearly a hundred orc warriors were taken prisoner into it, and in disguise they were given to King Terenus's direct army for training, and by the way, they were shown to the people of Lordaeron.

If it was settled in this moment, he would definitely have passed the test, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: Farewell, Azeroth! Even though you're beautiful here, I'm also very happy. I can wake up from the 20-square-meter super bed every day, even if I roll six times to the left and then twelve times to the right, and I haven't fallen out of bed......

The only thing that annoys McDonald is that when Stormwind fell, there is no way to have an exact date.

While waiting anxiously, on November 11th, McDonald was very surprised to see Mayor Basselas and Madame Antari arrive together, with an unconcealed smile of joy on his face.

Seeing this expression, McDonalken's heart chuckled:! You're going to kill me!?

The mayor bowed 90 degrees and handed over a thick stack of parchment: "Congratulations, Lord Duke!" ”

It's okay that McDondon didn't look at it, but when he looked at it, the sky suddenly turned around, and the numbers on it added up, triggering the system prompt. When a string of green numbers jumps out and rolls up into a terrible number -

[68388 Coins]!