Chapter 288 Hot-blooded young man (3 more)

   (monthly pass 19/43)

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  The crown, of course I can get it at McDonald's.

   But not necessary!

   The least valuable thing in Azeroth is the crown.

  After the alliance was established, the kings of the first human seven kingdoms, except for Jean who later became a werewolf, died many times.

   Most of the bosses have to die, which is almost equated with the word "sudden death".

   McDonnell spread his hands to the two fools: "Okay, the great Highness Arthas, you have got the answer you want, you should go back. His Majesty Terenas knows that you will be unhappy if you sneak out."

  Mai someone can completely imagine the appearance of Lao Taizi in the imperial study, blowing his beard and staring.

   Alsace shrank his neck on the spot.

   Well, it looks like McDonald's skipping class for the first time in his life.

   There are only zero and countless times of skipping classes.

   will be addictive!

   "I, I'm here to support your work, er... I want to see how you help refugees." The two fools argued strongly.

   McDonald's half-open eyes looked like dead fish eyes: "You'll get your hands dirty."

  The two fools said firmly: "If this is for the people, I have no regrets."

   "Well, since you insist."

   McDonald's will come to a dove to occupy the magpie's nest, and it is indispensable to meet the eyes.

   Don't talk about him, young Darian was stabbed in the back a lot.

   "Isn't that good for us to save their people?" Alsace asked McDonald in a low voice.

   McDonald's pouted: "It's a good thing for the people. But by doing this, I've undoubtedly blocked the way of many people."

"what?"

   "You can't resume production for a full year. Do you think this is a simple war disaster?"

   Arthas' pupils shrank suddenly.

   McDonald pointed to the place in the west of the city where there was no smoke at all: "Do you know where that is?"

   The two fools shook their heads.

"It's a slum." McDonald sighed: "In these bad times, those who have the ability to escape are already strong. The real weak are those poor people who can't even escape. The truth is like Like drowning people, don't think they still have the strength to thump, most of them sink silently until they drown."

  The guards opened the way, and Arthas followed McDonald's all the way into the area. Seeing the dirty, narrow streets with an unpleasant smell, Arthas spit it out on the spot.

  The young prince was shocked when he saw the skinny refugees, regardless of age or gender.

   Not only do they lack food, they also lack heating.

   "I know there is a grain shortage, but can't they cut some firewood?" Alsace asked this sentence, which has proved that he has done his homework.

   "What if the lord forbids them to go up the mountain to chop wood?" McDonald's backhand questioned.

"How dare Mograine!?" The two fools became angry all of a sudden, but the anger lasted for less than five seconds, and he suddenly woke up: "No, Duke Mograine has almost never returned to Andorhal. ."

   The original Duke of Andorhal died, but his nobles and officials did not die.

  Mograine was transferred from a small hand of Tyre to a land of Andorhal, which was nearly ten times larger, and he himself faced various shortages of manpower. Because the royal troops were destroyed, he had to move to the Southern Continent on behalf of the royal family.

"That's right, it's not Mograine's fault. He has no chance to govern the territory, and he doesn't have the proper staff and officials, so he can only temporarily entrust the territory to the original Andorhal nobles and internal officials." When Ken sighed.

  In every disaster, if there is no strong government, the consequences are absolutely unimaginable.

  McDonald's thinking of the 2020 that he has passed through is as magical as Azeroth. In that great plague, the son-in-law of the ugly country commander took the lead in making money. As a result, a plague that could have been extinguished was turned into a super plague that infected 300,000 people every day due to man-made disasters.

  The wealth of the world's richest man Sobes has increased by 80 billion US dollars, and the number of billionaires in the ugly country has increased by 29.

The same goes for    here.

   McDonald's handed Alsace a document.

   After just a few glances, Prince Lordaeron was furious: "How dare they do this!?"

   Orcs swept across Lordaeron, and every noble family, no matter how big or small, basically suffered miserable losses.

  After the war, because Mograine had to rely on them to manage the place, these middle and small nobles intensified their efforts to make money.

  All kinds of tax collections, such as agricultural implement tax and logging tax, and then colluding with businessmen to raise the price of seeds, drive down the purchase price of grain, and then resell at high prices, etc.

  Only you can't think of it, without them you can't do it.

   This is the main reason why Andorhal has more agricultural land than Stratholme, but it has fallen into a food shortage.

   Even better, the peasants couldn't survive, but it was Duke Mograine who was thousands of miles away.

   Throughout the three years of the Dark Portal, the mantra of the Andorhal tax collector was: "The great Duke Mograine saved your lives, but you do not know how to be grateful."

  The people who did not die at the hands of the orcs starved to death in the fertile land of Andorhal, which became the most wonderful irony.

   Arthas trembled: "McDonald, is there anything I can do?"

   "Yes, but it will get your hands dirty and go against your father's practice."

   "I don't **** care!" The prince's eyes seemed to be breathing fire with a sense of justice.

  McDonald rubbed his eyebrows: "How do I feel that I'm going to instigate you?"

   "I will go to **** for the sake of the people!"

McDonald's was startled by the momentum called [Justice] in the young man in front of him: "I need your help to deal with the lower-level nobles here. According to the nobility law, even if I am authorized by Duke Mograine, it is impossible for me. Execute these guys for something like this."

"how should I do?"

"There is a loophole here - the nobles here have not had time to perform their allegiance ceremony to Duke Mograine. After losing their allegiance to the original lord, Duke Andorhal, they are in principle subordinate to the royal family. I remember you as a prince. , has the power to appoint pioneer knights and pioneer nobles, why not send them to Alterac?"

   Arthas was stunned for a moment and reacted on the spot.

   Well, let these **** fight to the death with the amazing Frostwolf clan.

   No matter who dies, it is especially for the sake of the people. Anyway, if there is a precedent for King Aiden, no one would dare to be a traitor again.

   Alsace's response was loud and powerful: "Okay!"

   Prince Lordaeron replied, and the middle and lower-level nobles of Andorhal immediately fell into **** mildew.

   Originally, in the big winter, they were grilling in front of the fireplace, eating barbecue and singing songs. Suddenly, a group of ferocious Stratholme soldiers came in and raised their dog legs high without a word.

  A tax collector, a grain merchant, and all those who have no noble skin to protect them will be sent to the southeast branch of the big tree.

  Whoever resists will be killed!

  The remaining nobles, in a state of confusion, were requisitioned by their own princes and sent to the Alterac Mountains in the cold winter.

   This is not to mention, they encountered attacks by orcs one after another on the way. A winter has passed, and there is no one out of ten, and there is no chance for a syndicate.

   Orcs commit murder, what does it have to do with me McDonald's?

   Don't ask, it's [Fraud Orb]!

   Arthas was a little overwhelmed by the cheers of the miserable people, unaware that his old father in Lordaeron was so angry that he vomited blood.

   (end of this chapter)