Stormwind Wizard God-Chapter 343: Elwynn Fiefs

Another picture, that was the once beautiful Silver Pine Forest.

All the trees were either burned or cut down.

Between the two huge camps, there was a dead and deserted area of ​​more than five kilometers. The ground was completely charred, and so were the bodies. It was rare to see a body on the battlefield that was not black.

The flames burned almost everything, and any bodies that were not recovered that day would be burned by the flames in the battle the next day.

Alleria couldn't bear it any longer: "You're just going to let your compatriots die in the wilderness?"

Duke shook his head. "It's not that they don't want to recover the bodies. The key is that the Horde refuses to communicate. And there have been many cases where the Horde sent people to attack the laborers who were trying to recover the bodies. There were even ogres who captured the laborers and ate them alive."

Alleria vomited.

"Except for Dalaran and Alterac, almost all the Alliance countries have been affected by the war. Every country has suffered heavy losses. Because of the conscription, a large number of fields are left uncultivated. It is not difficult to imagine that the coming winter will be very bad."

The elf's long eyebrows drooped. "So, what happened to our people?"

Duke was pleased with the beautiful female elf's use of the word "we". He waved his hand and said, "Come here, let's talk slowly."

"First of all, you are not allowed to freeze the road." Alleria added with lingering fear.

Duke was a little embarrassed: "Just don't run away."

Ever since that night at the State Guesthouse, Alleria seemed to have some psychological trauma. She refused to have Duke behind her, and she would leave as soon as there was any movement from Duke's side.

"You promise first!" Alleria emphasized.

"Okay, okay, I won't force you." Duke put his hands in surrender.

Alleria then sat down.

Duke whispered, "Actually, Stormwind is in better shape than most kingdoms."

"Huh?" Alleria was surprised.

Duke pointed at the map and said, "Hillsbrad Foothills is one of the few areas that has not been affected by the war so far. Although we have more than 600,000 refugees stranded here, after we turn all the grasslands into fertile fields, we can basically make 80% of them self-sufficient."

Alleria was about to ask what to do with the remaining 20%, but suddenly she noticed that Duke's finger was pointing to the western wilderness of the old Stormwind Kingdom.

"here?"

"Yes, it's here." Duke smiled mysteriously. "Orcs are a nomadic race. They like to eat meat. On their planet, there are many huge prey. Often, killing one is enough to feed hundreds of people for several days. Therefore, in their eyes, only land with a lot of wild prey is a good territory. The Westfall is too barren for them."

When Duke said this, Alleria couldn't help but burst out laughing. She had been to the Westfall before. In addition to the large number of small monsters such as jackals and wild wolves, the open plains were definitely the best place for human farming.

"the Horde prefers the Elwynn Forest, so when I asked my subordinate Edwin VanCleef to set up a base behind enemy lines, he prohibited everyone from farming near the Elwynn Forest. A large number of sentinels and alarm systems were set up one hundred kilometers away from the forest, and the area two hundred kilometers away to the seashore was the planting area."

Duke took out a report: "This is the list of summer grain harvests. It's a pretty good result, enough to feed 600,000 people for a year."

There was a gleam of light in Alleria's beautiful eyes.

Duke was lucky enough to think of and do it, farming right under the orcs' noses.

"In order to prevent the grain from getting wet and spoiling during sea transportation, I also invented a method of transporting the grain in rubber bags after drying it, which can reduce most of the losses on the sea. Previously, for every bag of wheat transported, one bag would spoil on the way. Now, only one bag out of every ten bags spoils."

Sitting in front of Duke, Alleria rested her elbows on her knees, held her face in her hands, and stared at Duke: "I really don't know where you get so many ideas. Alas, it's because you are so outstanding that I thought you could do anything before."

"Ahem!" Duke coughed dryly, "I'm not the God of Creation."

"Okay, in your opinion, can we kill the entire Horde?"

Duke spread his hands and admitted, "We can win, but we can't kill them all. I calculated that even if you kill every orc in the world of Azeroth, there are at least two million spread across every corner of the planet called Draenor across the Dark Portal."

Alleria looked a little gloomy.

"However, I will plant the Alliance flag in every corner of Azeroth as much as possible."

At this moment, a slim figure appeared at the stairs.

Alleria frowned and said, "Sylvanas, I have told you many times that we are different now. You must knock on the door when you come to see Duke."

"I want to knock too, but what if I miss some good show by knocking on the door?" Sylvanas had a sly smile on her face.

Alleria blushed for a rare moment and bit her lip gently: "Sister, that's enough!"

Duke smiled and asked, "Sylvanas, what's the matter?"

"No, I just want to confirm whether our Windrunner's rangers are your free mercenaries, Your Excellency the Duke, or are they really your vassals?"

"Sister, don't cause trouble for Duke." Alleria was a little anxious. She thought Duke was just helping her out that day. After all, in the human kingdom, it was unprecedented to ennoble a high elf as a hereditary noble.

Sylvanas shrugged, "We have two hundred more people joining than originally planned, and many of them are just trying to have hope. It's not what I want to ask, I just want a piece of forest."

"Oh, so, then I'll just give it to you all at once." Duke prepared a document and said, "Can someone please call Veresa and Lirath as well?"

The Windrunner sisters were stunned.

This is a license of canonization signed by King Llane Wrynn himself. As a nearly independent duke, Duke has the power to directly canonize titles below baron, but the viscount and earl levels must be approved by the king.

The rule of the nobility in this era was that the vassal of the king's vassal was not the king's vassal. A Duke could have no more than three earls as direct vassals, and the Duke's vassals did not need to obey the king's orders.

The four Windrunner sisters never thought that Duke would act so quickly and actually get the approval document.

Alleria is the Countess of East Elwynn Forest.

Sylvanas is the Viscountess of Eastern Duskwood.

Vereesa's fief was originally the Stone Cairn Lake.

Lirath's fiefdom is Blackwell Pumpkin Farm, and she is Baroness Blackwell.

All are hereditary titles.