How the song is sung, we are different, no, the same.
Although the alliance is stronger than the tribe in terms of overall strength, in terms of abstraction and convulsion, it is always a matter of encountering a good talent and an opponent.
How to put it, I probably chose convulsions between abstraction and convulsions.
Let’s talk about alliances first. As the fundamental element of productivity, spellcasters, especially magic associations with a scholastic nature, have rediscovered their position after the initial resistance was ineffective—specializing in gold coin magic.
And I feel very good about myself.
In the past, new mages had to rely on noble lords, teachers or associations to climb up the ladder by selling everything they could, just to pass the exam for the mage title.
A mage's apprentice is worse than a dog.
Not everyone has the talent and luck of Kel'Thuzad to meet an enlightened teacher like Antonidas. It is normal for more mage apprentices to die due to dangerous teachers and dangerous magic experiments.
Therefore, the industrialization of the alliance ostensibly deprives the casters of their transcendent status, but there are only a very small number of mages with transcendent status.
For those who also work in factories, the salary and benefits of spellcasters and ordinary workers are vastly different, especially after Silver Moon City surrendered and the spellcasting blockade policy that had been implemented for human mages was abolished.
In today's Alliance mage world, whether it is Silvermoon City or Dalaran, there is no longer a routine of playing and not passing lightly. The door of the library is open to everyone. It is time for archmages and magisters to give extracurricular lessons for free.
Let's take Kael'thas for example. The Sun King's 30-minute one-on-one coaching twice a week costs up to five million alliance gold coins. Just to increase the price, the course reservation has been scheduled for twenty years. .
As for the qualifications of the Dalaran Archmages for instruction courses, there are even scalpers hyping them up.
The reality of magic is far more science fiction than actual magic.
Carlos's magic industrialization can bear fruit in the Alliance, and the high elves are indispensable.
Initially, it was the long-standing racial arrogance that supported Quel'Thalas' unwillingness to bow to the human apprentices.
But self-respect and pride cannot be eaten. Humans in Lordaeron have lost half of their population, and there is still half left. After the undead natural disaster, the high elves are already hovering near the minimum number of ethnic groups, and are in danger of natural extinction at any time.
Therefore, the magisters of Silver Moon City began to sell the family property accumulated by their ancestors.
This one is for sale, hey, it smells really good.
Mainly because you think about it, how much can an orphan magic book from five thousand years ago be sold for, even if it has the added value of cultural relics?
fifty thousand?
Half a million?
Five million is a fool [beep].
In this case, why don't I make ten copies of this magic book, a hundred copies, a thousand copies, even if it costs 5,000 gold coins a copy, this is a huge profit!
However, the devaluation and proliferation of magical knowledge is not what Carlos wants.
So before Kael'thas broke the pot, Carlos submitted a proposal for a patent authorization bill to Silvermoon City.
It was really a moment when the patent law was established and the world was widened.
The final barrier between magic knowledge and alliance gold coins has been eliminated. The result of two-way efforts and joint achievements is that the alliance no longer has any obstacles on the road to magic industrialization.
The price is the low moral level of the Eastern Kingdom. Well, I can hardly find words to describe it.
In today's alliance, everything is clearly priced, and everything can be clearly priced. Although Carlos could have ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor, he was pushed back by Carlos on the grounds that Alsace had not been captured and tried.
It's so humorous. Before the Northern Expedition, it was Carlos who wanted to be the emperor, and the big guy asked for benefits from the Barov family. Now it's the big guy who made the final conditions. Carlos tried every means to shirk the blame, but he was afraid that the yellow robe would make him unable to be free.
Because the big guy’s condition is to establish the highest bank of the alliance.
Carlos didn't have to do anything. As long as he agreed to set up the bank, the Barov family would receive 13 percent of the permanent equity without paying anything.
But how could Carlos agree? With the current situation in Azeroth, no, with the current situation in the Eastern Kingdoms, if they dare to set up a central bank, within five years they will have all-out internal fighting and fall into the vast sea of people's war.
There is no need to teach capital methods, and the plutocratic family can teach themselves without a teacher.
It's so annoying...
So after six months of preparation, Carlos felt that he was too optimistic.
The abstraction of the alliance has a twitchy quality, while the twitchiness of the tribe highlights the abstract painting style.
Because the tribe discovered that the alliance was actually playing it real.
Sell, sell anything, dare to sell anything!
The Eastern Kingdom, with a population of tens of millions, simply cannot absorb the output of the alliance's real economy, which has entered a stage of vicious competition. Various unplanned competitions have resulted in a large backlog of industrial products.
Just like the spacecraft power furnace that is updated at any time.
Previously, everyone had optimistically estimated that in addition to military orders, there were also civilian orders. If it was not possible, boilers could be installed on surface ships.
The result is that after the draenei entered the market, the technical indicators became increasingly outrageous, and many products that were a step-changer three months ago have become the tears of the times three months later.
Smash it, smash it in your hand.
What to do?
or......
It’s not that there were Alliance hawks who proposed that trade relations with the tribes should be terminated after the Northern Expedition.
The problem is that the highest authority in the league today is the League Congress.
It is true that the Alliance Military Headquarters is a unit with real power, and military expenditures are approved by the Alliance Congress.
As the true backbone of the alliance, the Alliance Taxation Bureau has withstood the pressure of the military and provided reassurance to relevant foreign trade companies.
As long as you pay the fine for contraband, our tax bureau doesn't care!
So you think it’s false to say that the alliance can lose half the sky.
For the crude oil trade, the tribal goblins even built a 100,000-ton ro-ro ship. Behind the simultaneous construction of the deep-water docks in Orgrimmar and Nanhai Town was the great class friendship of capital without borders.
While Carlos was still struggling with the mess of integration within the alliance, the tribe had already completed its war mobilization.
Fandral Staghelm breathed a sigh of relief.
Then he held his breath deeply.
The quilboar's body odor is also too great.
Once upon a time, the centaur split into two camps: father and mother, and fought for thousands of years over the bloody love story of their parents.
It was Thrall's appearance that gave the centaurs a third option, to give up traditional disputes and join the tribal family.
As a result, the centaurs of the tribe quickly adapted to the life of the tribe, joined the tribe's leader politics, and began to capture centaurs from other clans in order to expand the centaurs' voice in the tribe.
What should I do if a centaur who is not a member of the tribe disobeys me?
Beat me to death, beat me until I'm half dead and then give me psychological education. I have a bolt gun and a bowl of pork chop rice. My parents' love has nothing to do with me. The tribe is my home.
The centaur set an example for the quilboar. The quilboar didn't have to think so much and just copied the centaur plan.
The results are fantastic.
After all, the centaur race has been fighting among themselves for thousands of years, and there are deep prejudices between different faith camps, but the wild boars believe in the same demigod.
The simple thought of joining the tribe and getting food drove the quilboar into practical actions. When the undead disaster broke out, a large number of quilboar spellcasters defected to the Lich King and were then wiped out by the tribe.
Although this caused the wild boars to fear the tribe, envy the tribe, and eventually join the tribe, it also led to the fact that the wild boars were at the bottom of the tribe.
Even the Valley of Shadows and Valley of Power in Orgrimmar have posted signboards prohibiting entry to the disheveled.
We don’t know who it is targeting, and it’s hard to say anything.
So when a small number of orcs supervised a large number of quilboars bringing ammunition supplies to Cenarion Fortress, the night elves had mixed feelings.
Blame me!
The quilboar babies were angry. The night elf's transportation ability was abstract, but he actually disliked me, an old pig, crawling around all the time. He was no longer a thing.
The smell of the quilboars was that of the fertile humus soil and tar of Un'Goro Crater.
Mainly in the abstract field, the Kaldorei are too different from the Alliance and the Horde.
There is a river in Un'Goro Crater that runs from east to west. The night elves' tugboats can pull rafts across, but the tribe's containers cannot get on.
Because the river is wide enough, but not deep enough.
As the military equipment of the Alliance and the Horde chase each other on the crazy road, transportation has gradually abandoned the method of people pushing and pulling.
This resulted in the tribe's trucks being unable to transport cores, and could only choose the northern route of Un'Goro where beasts and monsters were relatively rare.
However, during the last battle of Quicksand, the military roads built by the night elves could not withstand the crushing of tribal trucks carrying more than ten tons of load. The wild boars could only be pushed and pulled by pigs to do the dirty work, and they had to guard against the wingmen. Dragons and walking thorn flowers.
This is also the fundamental reason why the tribe is preparing to open up a land transportation line in the highland wilderness. Logistics and supplies cannot keep up with just one line from Hotsand Port.
Although Suramar's engineering equipment is easier to purchase, the night elves are not merciful if they are familiar with it, and after-sales service is a big problem.
The tribe really didn't expect that the alliance would dare to sell everything, large excavators, bulldozers, road rollers, steam tank power systems and suspension devices...
The tribal office in Nanhai Town just tentatively asked for a price. More than 20 related equipment manufacturers covered breakfast, lunch, and midnight snacks for the tribal buyers. The rebates were huge, Xint. Lan's troll publicist even arranged a beauty trap for the handsome young man from the Darkspear clan. The bronzebeard dwarf salesman took the tauren director's hand and just burned yellow paper and chopped off the chicken head to become his half-brother. Yes, the bad guy in Stormwind City is even willing to deliver the goods to your door.
Such alliances frightened the tribes.
The determination to win over the night elves to the Horde's side became even more determined.
So with a stroke of Thrall's pen, the tribe directly took over the task of building roads in the crater.
But the tribe also demanded that the night elves must re-strengthen the road after leaving the crater.
Because the Alliance is coming, the tribe can’t just do the work.
Jaina's roaming is effective.
The Alliance Military Department listened to the report of the Lord of Theramore City in detail at the hearing, and felt that what Ms. Proudmoore said was very reasonable, so don't say it next time.
How can the alliance's recruitment, training, equipment and transportation of hundreds of thousands of troops be changed because of the failure of the night elves? You are making it difficult for the general staff to do so.
Jaina was so angry that she laughed, "Brothers, you guys didn't have this attitude when we were doing overseas settlement in Theramore."
Madam, are you threatening a senior league official?
yes.
right! No! rise! I admit that I had a bad attitude just now and spoke too loudly.
Well, I quite like your unruly look just now. How about you recover?
Hey, sisters, by doing this, do you mean you are preparing to fight to the death?
The war situation in Silithus is not optimistic. Is the Alliance really prepared to face the insect wave alone after the night elves and the Horde are extinct?
Sister, it’s really not like our corpses are just sitting there. We have a march plan of hundreds of thousands and a cross-sea battle. Half a year is already a limit.
How about sending 30,000 to 50,000 people to rescue me first? My Uncle Carlos agreed in principle.
So the Alliance Military Headquarters sent an ambiguous reinforcement order to the Glory Orcs who were building docks on the east coast.
The Glory Orcs simply don't care about this kind of chaos.
We are the private soldiers raised by His Majesty Carlos in the Alliance. You, a small member of the Alliance Military Department, dare to ruin His Majesty's important project of repairing the pier.
Hey, this is what others want.
It's okay to talk about business, it's okay to talk about military aid, it's okay to talk about sending troops, let's just dream about it.
Now the various forces in the Eastern Kingdom are in the final game over the formation of the legions for the Western Expedition. The Gilneans hope that the troops participating in the Western Expedition will be reorganized and re-equipped, and the legions in other countries hope to have the right to independently choose military equipment.
To put it bluntly, everyone wants to win orders for their hometown and seek benefits for the sons and daughters of their hometown.
Who is willing to send tens of thousands of people to Kalimdor in advance at this time?
Carlos didn't dare to send several legions from the Kingdom of Alterac at this time, because Solas was also reorganizing the awakeners of Lordaeron. The undead were indeed very useful when facing the ancient gods. Yes, the generalissimo must use his trustworthy legions to conduct one-on-one surveillance on the awakened ones.
This alliance...
Just when Jaina was tired and ready to give Dad Daelin a try, it was Kael'thas who responded to her.
The high elves of Quel'Thalas had a sharp population decline after the Scourge War and were no longer able to maintain the most basic industrial structure, so they had to rely on the human production system of Lordaeron.
This is an important prerequisite for Carlos to force the industrialization of magic.
It is impossible to expect the scholars of Dalaran to contribute to society. The Violet Fortress can fly, and knowledge is priceless.
It was precisely because the magisters of Silvermoon City were the first to put down their bodies and rely on their craftsmanship to eat, that they forced the archmages of Dalaran to join in this gluttonous feast.
It was the academic struggle between Silvermoon City and Dalaran that accelerated the rapid spread of magic industrialization.
Otherwise, the monopoly academic class would not be so easy to talk to.
The development of things always has two sides.
When the high elves discovered that they could occupy the upper reaches of the alliance's industrial market by relying on their first-mover advantage in the field of magic, the white-skinned and long-eared people realized the truth.
Just ensure the most basic agricultural population and leave the rest to the market, the great magic industrialization, and the alliance gold coins!
Compared with before the natural disaster war, the population was only one in five, but the surviving high elves were surprised to find that they were back. The glorious age seemed to be back, and the social welfare of the high elves was actually higher than before the war.
Material supplies are abundant and employment opportunities are plentiful. After abandoning the inefficient traditional large and comprehensive national production structure, the high elves even have enough population to form a standing army of 30,000 people.
This doesn't even take into account Sylvanas' tactical equipment experimental troops.
Therefore, Kael'thas Sunstrider has become a bit inflated, and the elves in Silvermoon City have too many ideas.
Back then, the high elves were ready to repay the injustice done to Dath'Remar Sunstrider and his followers.
The high elves do not need to participate in the internal fighting within the Alliance military headquarters, and Quel'Thalas can organize 20,000 troops to rush to Silithus within a week.
When Jaina was still feeling that Kael'thas was a good person, the Sun King proposed a small exchange.
For Ere'Thalas's magic tower project, Jaina had to help Silvermoon City deal with Suramar's rivals. If the logic couldn't be solved, it would be done with physics.
Jaina's expression was ┓┏.
