Stratholme God

v2 Chapter 734: I'm not used to it

   Chapter 734 I'm not used to it

   "Say something quickly." Mai Xie gritted his teeth.

"Deer Helm's son died in the Battle of Quicksand, and he is now taking the future of the entire night elves to avenge his son." Tyrande held his right elbow in his left hand and his cheek in his right, and sighed, "He has the righteousness. I have no objection."

   Tyrande stated the true purpose of the night visit:

   As the most powerful native race in Kalimdor, the night elves have the consciousness of the masters of the continent. They don't look down on the land that is too barren for farming, and it doesn't mean they leave it alone.

   Besides, this is both a battle of justice and a battle of revenge. Many Kaldorei had relatives who died in the worm's mouth, which added to the fever of the war.

   For Tyrande, Fandral is not at home and does not know Chaimigui.

   The night elves originally had a large population. After the battle of Mount Hyjal, their vitality was really hurt.

  Because of immortality, Kaldorei's motivation to reproduce the next generation is not very low, and the desire to reproduce is extremely low.

  The Sea Mountain War has passed for so long, and the number of dark elves newborns is a little higher than in previous years.

   Now that Fandral is going to lose his family, she can't stop it.

   McDonald rolled his eyes: "Do you want me to take care of the mess in your clan?"

The implication of   : How did you become a high priest?

  Tyrande was anxious and grabbed McDonald's hand: "The night elves have lost too many troops because of this, you don't want to see it? We have a 10,000-year fighting friendship!"

  Queen Xi beat Tyrande's hand away: "If you want to talk, just say it, don't do it!"

  Tyrande gave Queen Xi a look, and the moonlight protected her body on the spot, and there was a milky white moonlight around her to block Queen Xi. Queen Xi would never want to touch Tyrande unless she made a bigger move, making her teeth itch with anger.

   was shaken by the high priest, and McDonald was speechless.

  Elves are inferior to humans.

  From the time he decided to stay here, McDonald's was very mindful of the population.

  War is destined to consume large numbers of people.

   If it is only just now, the population of each country will be wiped out before the next 5.0 or 6.0 version. When you think about how the Dignified Stormwind Kingdom actually asked the small country Gilneas to help send troops in the later stage, you can see how serious the lack of troops is.

   Stratholme encouraged fertility long ago while implementing industrialization.

   How much subsidies are there for having one more baby, from bonuses to food, housing, and medical care, a package of supplementary policies can keep up.

   For many poor people in the past, having a baby is a more cost-effective promotion channel than Pyer's meritorious service on the battlefield.

If you give birth to a third child, you can change to a two-story single-family house with a total area of ​​200 square meters for free. Your wife has three months of maternity leave, and you can change jobs during the nursing period. You can go to a government-run institution to do light work, and strictly implement a 40-hour work week. , and no pay cut.

  Each child under the age of seven can receive eggs, meat, flour and fresh milk every week according to their age and quantity, all of which are free.

   After the age of seven, there is compulsory education, and there are a lot of reduced fees for attending military schools, as well as preferential subsidies for families.

  The federal government now has the most open nurseries, kindergartens and primary schools.

   In this era, there are generally many babies, because the mortality rate is high, so try to give birth to as many babies as possible. As long as the food can keep up, without the government's encouragement, people generally have three or four children in a family.

   Such a stimulus has resulted in a surge in federal spending and a surge in births.

  According to incomplete statistics, the total population of the Federation is now about 9 million people, of which there are about 3 million adults, and the rest are all children under the age of ten.

   Don't look at McDonald's suffering now, wait another ten years, the demographic dividend will come, then...

  Anyway, Mai can't understand Tyrande's hardships.

   "Help me!" Tyrande had learned the long tail sound somehow, which made Mai Xie get goosebumps.

well!

  The old woman pretends to be tender, so terrifying!

  Even knowing that the other party was pretending, McDonald's still couldn't control himself.

  Perhaps, this is the reason why so many people like to watch female anchors in the great heaven of the earth.

   "Alright, alright, stop pretending. I'll lend you the night elf in the trident."

   How many people are there on Trident?

   Confidential!

  How many dark spirits are in the trident?

   As much as you want!

   The next morning, in the wilderness of Silithus, Tyrande couldn't help but frown when he saw more than 5,000 so-called male elves standing without a straight face.

   It doesn't matter if there is one side.

   Some drooled at her.

   drooling at her sentry lady.

  The most outrageous thing is that some people drool at her white tiger mount.

   I don't know if they are the so-called mount control, Furui control, or some legendary "Cantonese who eat everything".

   Looking at them, Tyrande suddenly felt that the 'hypotension' that he had never had before was instantly cured.

   casually promised some special rewards of the night elves that were not very popular before, such as bows and arrows, and with a wave of her jade hand, she let these ooh ooh screaming **** set off.

   The style of painting was like this for several days. The mechanized troops of the First Army of Stratholme pressed forward first, clearing all the bugs on the ground and in the air, and then sent infantry into the nest.

   With the trident's dashing hurricane, it was naturally dangerous and trapped by these guys.

   They may not be the one to solve the enemy, but they can definitely show you all the dangers to see.

   This 'human flesh demining' style of play, regardless of whether it is a tribe or a native night elves, is absolutely impossible to learn.

   For several days, Fandral's face was beaming.

  The 'Kaldorei Warriors' under his command, with fewer heroes and fewer initial adjutants, outperformed the tribe with a large number of heroes participating in the battle.

   The good times don’t last long.

   Soon Fandral lost the smile on his face.

  Tyrande reluctantly found McDonald's again during the dark elves' office hours.

   "What? That **** of Fandral dislikes my outpost being taller than his fortress?"

  Uncle can endure, aunt can't bear it.

   Can McDonald's be blamed for this?

  Fandral built Cenarion Fortress according to the original historical standards. It is definitely more magnificent than in the game, but in the final analysis, it is to build dozens of buildings on a raised hill, including more than a dozen brick and wood barracks with a thousand people, and several five- or six-story buildings at the top. High and large bunker.

   Now I have probably drawn the drawings and laid a foundation.

  However, if you don't do it well, it can't compare to someone's "post"!

   This time, it was Tyrande's turn to roll his eyes: "I have lived for so long, and I have never seen a so-called sentry that covers an area ten times larger than the Well of Eternity, and any sentry tower is seven stories high."

   This time, even the Windrunner sisters cast the gaze of "I can't help you either".

"Fart! The area is not big, how can I form a crossfire? The sentry tower is not high, how can I monitor the distance? I have to build a railway station and a transit warehouse. If the area is small, it will be useless. Tell that idiot Fandral, he I'm not used to this temper." McDonald put [Malorne Again] on the table: "If he beeps again, I'll send him to see Malorne."

   (end of this chapter)