Chapter 903 Sisters Don

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The so-called destruction of the old social order is an empty talk printed in textbooks. When put into practice, it is, to put it bluntly and simply, a change in the relationship between supply and demand.

Why can't it be better to chase down the poor bandits with the remaining brave men and directly use all their strength to kill the undead in Lordaeron City?

Has the alliance run out of ammunition and food?

Obviously not. The continent of Lordaeron is not like the hell house of Northwest South Asia. The total number of humans in Lordaeron is only about three million. After surviving the vacuum period of reclamation, just one season's harvest can support Carlos to sell grain across the sea.

Lack of food?

No shortage.

Ammo weapons?

Crazy weapons suppliers have lobbied the alliance's top brass to issue full body armor to the militiamen.

You say there is a shortage or not.

Then why can't we fight anymore?

Don't worry about scarcity but inequality.

Taking Thoradin's Wall and the Alterac Plateau as physical divisions, Hillsbrad Foothills counts as one piece, Arathi Plateau counts as one piece, and Hearthglen including Andorhal counts as one piece. Currently, the three main populations of the Alliance are The obligations and dividends enjoyed by the gathering places for the war were uneven.

The next time we fight, it will be time for human beings to start fighting among themselves.

The reality is chilling to the bones. Life is the enemy of death. Whoever takes my money is my enemy of life and death.

Seeing that the Kingdom of Lordaeron is in danger, everyone is willing to endure anything in order to survive, and anyone who can save their lives will accept anything.

But isn't this the wise and mighty His Majesty Carlos who has revitalized the alliance?

Then I have to talk about it, why do I pay more and get less.

This is not fair!

So Carlos gave up the idea of ​​taking advantage of the prestige of the victory to be crowned emperor.

Because there is no need.

What is a strong claim or a weak claim? Is it possible that I, Kalosti, cannot use the sword or Alsace can still be a monster?

When I operate the golden fleet, it will be over if you decide whether or not I will make the Northern Expedition.

After killing my brother-in-law Arthas, the crown of the Kingdom of Lordaeron is not yet in my possession, Carlos. When the time comes, if the two crowned kings want to claim the throne, will they need the consent of others?

The wishful thinking was crackling, and Carlos was not in a hurry. Three aerial battleships in one and a half months, this efficiency is enough, there is no need to rush, there is no need to rush.

The economy cannot be ruined by exploding heroes.

At least farming in Daron County cannot be affected.

Silvery Moon City was destroyed and 60% of the population was lost. According to other races, they were already on the verge of national annihilation.

But for the high elves, the pain is real pain, but it is not painful enough to cause death.

After all, compared with the lax fertility rate of the night elves, the high elves can simply be called a model of beltless people.

Kael'thas's advisors have calculated that as long as materials are recast, the pre-war population can be restored within fifty years.

For humans, fifty years has been three or almost four generations, but the high elves think this is exciting news.

The alliance's wealth allowed humans to accept foreign races, Quel'Thalas was not forced to the end, and Kael'thas never considered betraying the alliance.

Especially after some calculations, the senior officials of Silver Moon City discovered that they had been stupid for more than 600 years.

In order to maintain their magical advantage, the high elves gave human apprentices a general education in magic, but they always hid their secrets.

Although it was the high elves who brought humans into the world of magic, Silvermoon City has always guarded against its apprentices, and the flow of magic products is strictly controlled.

Stupid, so damn stupid.

The real way to nip a problem before it happens is not to hide it, but to cut off the road so that others have no way to go.

In the past, Quel'Thalas was shrouded in the light of the Sunwell. Eversong Forest produced great wealth. The rich and powerful were intoxicated and the farmers were lazy and fished. In this way, they could all live happily.

Now that the sunwell is gone, it looks like the sky is falling.

But the truly powerful class discovered that the sky cannot fall.

Because the high elves still control the core productivity.

As long as we no longer pursue one-sided self-sufficiency, all problems will be easily solved.

Quel'Thalas, which has lost a large number of people, no longer has enough labor and inventory materials to fully resume production.

Coupled with the loss of the Sunwell, the source of magic, magic is no longer cheap.

But what does it matter.

In Kael'thas's address book, Carlos's note is that he always pays one, and Magni Bronzebeard's note is that he always pays two.

The address book that had just seen light was turned back several pages.

Profitable transactions are all written in the law. Contrabands that used to need to be smuggled are now openly sold, and someone will always pay the bill.

Today's alliance has almost unlimited demand for high-end magical industrial products.

Those cubs from Silvermoon City dared to forge the brand of the Sunstrider family and lie about selling it to humans as royal tribute. There was nothing else that the high elves couldn't do.

Food is scarce, buy.

A battleship-level arcane core can be exchanged for thousands of tons of wheat.

If you don’t have enough wood, buy it.

A magic cannon can be exchanged for 10,000 times the same volume of premium grade wood.

If you don’t have enough clothes, buy them!

The noble high elves don't have time to tailor clothes, so they buy ready-made clothes directly. In spring, summer, autumn and winter, each citizen is given three sets in advance.

Not only the high elves felt that the undead disaster had broken out, but life was getting better.

In fact, humans also feel this way.

This has nothing to do with Carlos being a wise man.

In essence, the anti-involution mechanism of the feudal dynasty was inhibiting productivity.

In order to defeat the undead natural disaster, Carlos unlocked the shackles of this beast and liberated the productive forces to develop them. It looked good in the post-war period, but the feudal nature of the Eastern Kingdom has not changed, and absolute force is still in the hands of the ruling class. , when the era of great involution continues for a few years, the economic crisis in the feudal era cannot be solved by a few factory owners jumping off the building.

But Carlos didn't panic at all.

This is Azeroth. Under the wave of world-destroying natural disasters, no matter how strong the alliance's productivity is, it will be exhausted by endless wars.

There is no need to bother yourself. If you don’t have a peaceful life, don’t think about getting the disease of peace.

The grand gathering on the shores of Lake Keldaron was about to take place, and Sylvanas angrily tore up the invitation in her hand.

Because the new Sun King ordered her to go to Dalong County to grab food and at the same time stop her troublemaking sister.

This Keldalon romance is destined to have nothing to do with her ranger general.

Against the background that the entire Stratholme region was polluted by the undead natural disaster, Darrow County, which was spared by chance, looked like a white lotus.

Because as a bulk commodity, food itself is not valuable. What is really expensive is the freight.

On the west bank of the Whitewater River, the traditional farming areas of Andorhal and Hearth Valley were originally large grain-producing areas.

But you said that the price increase of 30% when these grains are transported to the Lake District of Lordamre is not excessive.

If export quotas are mixed up, doubling the export quota is not the same as playing games.

Therefore, in order to make money from selling his own food, Andorhal would rather buy food from Daron County to supply the local area and continue to transport the local food to the west.

Although Silver Moon City discovered the secret to stealing money after being ruined, it will never allow humans to steal money like this.

In addition to supplying the local garrison, the output of Dalong County also has a surplus of at least 50,000 people for half a year.

Kael'thas's instruction to Sylvanas was to buy it directly at a price half higher than the "market price."

Otherwise, when this batch of food is transported away by human profiteers, and then bought from other places and transported to Silver Moon City, the freight will be three times the price of the food.

This wave of "premium" forced buying will not make a loss.

Especially since Kael'thas had spent a lot of money to secure the garrison east of the Whitewater River, and even Uther had given a hint that he didn't know anything, so he could just do it.

Originally, Sylvanas's wishful thinking was to succeed in grabbing food, and let Aqiang lead the team back to Quel'Thalas, while she quietly went to Caer Dalon to be happy.

After witnessing so much misery and bloodshed, Sylvanas was hungry for all kinds of beauty.

However, everything was messed up by Alleria.

That crazy woman wants to eat shit.

The human army's military presence at the Kaolin intersection has reached its limit, and the high elves have done their best to maintain the smooth flow of the traffic line in the second half.

Unlike the Alliance if they don't attack the city of Lordaeron, the high elves really don't have the ability if they don't attack the city of Stratholme.

The only good thing is that in Stratholme City, the Awakeneds are still fighting against the Diehards, and there is still no winner.

And her dead brother Liras has become a man of the hour, even daring to spar with the Lord of Fear.

Sylvanas looked at the invitation that she had torn to pieces and decided to take it out on her sister.

The two living sisters don't know how to love, they only know how to go crazy for a dead brother.

It seems it's time to decide who is in charge of the Windrunner family.