If it weren't for Duke's video and the bloody battle of the orcs, Duke Barov would definitely have scoffed at Duke's '50,000 elite soldiers'. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In this era, there is always too much water in the so-called rumors.

What is a 100,000-strong army, it would be good to have 30,000 soldiers. Of course, the princes and generals of this era were also accustomed to counting peasant soldiers who had little combat effectiveness and went to the battlefield with straw forks, and even auxiliary soldiers who helped transport grain.

After feeling the threat of the orcs so truly, Duke Barov has a great change in his view of Duke and the Stormwind Kingdom behind Duke. Encountering such a terrifying, organized barbarian race, it is absolutely a miracle that so many citizens and elite soldiers have been saved.

Duke was moved to see Duke Barov.

Duke had an extremely sincere smile on his face: "Of course, in the end, this is only a very likely future, and there is no absolute certainty that the tribe will come from Hinterland. But, Lord Duke, don't you think it would be a good deal to sell grain for the personal friendship of the Stormwind Kingdom, His Majesty Ureon, and me?"

At this time, Duke raised three fingers: "On behalf of the Storm Kingdom, I propose to your family to buy 5,000 tons of wheat at a premium of 30% above the current market price, and pay in cash with Araso gold coins. And as a symbol of personal friendship, I can unconditionally transfer to you the luxury monopoly of the 'New Pearl Route' in the Hillbride Hills and the Arathi Heights. ”

Barov's expression was stunned.

Duke is too fine, 5,000 tons, which is exactly the total amount of aged wheat of the Barov family. If Duke hadn't secretly gathered information, Duke Barov wouldn't have believed him when he was killed.

In this era, the storage technology was also quite poor, and even if the grain was stored in a cool, dry cave, the grain would rot for a maximum of three years. Duke Barov knew of course that as a refugee, it would be nice to be able to fill his stomach, but 5,000 tons of old grain in exchange for a lot of money and friendship in the Stormwind Kingdom was not a bad deal.

Whether it was from a commercial point of view or out of buying insurance for the future, Duke Barov could not think of a reason to refuse.

Duke stood up and stretched out his right hand: "Your Excellency, for the sake of the future of the Stormstorm people, and for the future of the entire human race of Azeroth, please agree to help this favor." ”

As an actor, as a dominant player who may well hold the lifeblood of humanity's future, Duke's smile is very sincere, at least it seems.

After Duke Barov and his wife looked at each other, he sighed deeply, stood up together, and stretched out his hand to Duke: "Although I still have a lot of doubts about the strength of the tribe and the direction of the offensive, although I am not a prophet who sees through the future, I choose to believe in you who successfully condensed such an atmosphere in order to negotiate, and believe in you who are so courageous. I agreed!"

As the dust settled, Macaro's heart hanging in the air finally came to fruition.

Macaro was not involved in the final defenses of Stormwind. He had been sent early to take care of the refugee camp in Nanhai, and if Edwin Van Cleef was only the head of the department in charge of construction, he was the real leader before Duke arrived.

Duke has done a lot of preparatory work for the refugee camp in Nanhai Town, from the demarcation of residential and functional areas, to water intake, to sanitation, to security. Duke drew no less than 50 drawings for this purpose.

But the most important food has not been found.

As the number of refugees continues to grow, the food that had been hoarded in Nanhai Town is declining at a rate that is visible to the naked eye. Even if each refugee receives only two small pieces of black bread a day, it will not be able to reduce the rate of food consumption.

After all, a while ago, the number of refugees increased by nearly 10,000 every day.

Now, Duke has negotiated a grain deal. Finally, the urgent need has been solved.

The head of the Barov family smiled and clasped Duke's hand tightly: "Duke Marcus, I still have to discuss this matter with His Majesty the King, if there is no major accident, it is not a problem to pass, Aiden will listen to my opinion most of the time." In fact, what I want most is your personal friendship. ”

Alex Barov is a big man who has grown old, and Duke can hear the taste as soon as he hears it. There are very few people who can call the king by his name. As it is now, only the queens of Anduin and Ryan will call King Ryan Ryan. Being able to call King Alterac by his name, Duke Barov is also a subtle reminder of his special relationship with the king.

Duke, who knew the direction of history, of course, would not say it, and he also said to Duke Barov very kindly: "I think so too. Otherwise, Uncle Alex will just call me Duke in the future. I'll feel a lot more comfortable that way. ”

"Duke, it's nice to know you, uncle. ”

With that, the two foxes had already left the negotiating table and enthusiastically hooked their shoulders together.

The negotiations at Duke have made decisive progress here, and the negotiations at Ryan have reached an impasse over there.

In Lordaeron's state guesthouse, Lothar kept going around and around, eventually slamming her fist into the solid wall.

"Bastard!How many days!How many days has Minecil II refused to receive us!?"

Lothar's anger was justified, Ryan and he had been in Lordaeron for three days. After the division of the Arathor Empire, the king of Lordaeron, the strongest of the Seven Human Kingdoms, Terenus Minecil II, refused to receive King Lane on the grounds of illness.

"Calm down, Anduin. The king's meeting with the king is not as simple as you might think. Ryan sat back in his chair and took a casual sip of black tea.

"But the tribe grows stronger every day, and the griffon knights and spies I left on the other side of the sea find that the dark gates have been reopened, and the hordes of orcs continue to pour into the world, and King Lordaeron refuses to even see us. And that bullshit duke, he looks at us like a beggar!" Lothar couldn't control his temper.

King Ryan put down his delicate teacup: "A king who has lost his land is indeed no different from a beggar. Anduin, we need to be patient. ”

"To hell with patience, our enemies are frantically increasing their troops, and the people of our kingdom are starving in the town of Nanhai. ”

At this moment, the kingdom's only remaining Morning Star court mage who had been guarding Ryan's side suddenly opened his old and cloudy eyes.

"Your Majesty, the latest news, His Excellency Duke Marcus's negotiations with Duke Barov have been successful. He has reached an agreement with the Barov family to buy 5,000 tons of wheat at a premium of 30% to the market price. (To be continued.) )