Chapter 1103 Reaching a Deal

Wo'jin bowed again: "I'm sorry, I want to make a statement here."

Duke spread his hands: "Please tell me."

"Ever since the tribe crossed west to the continent of Kalimdor and took root in the barren, unclaimed land of Durotar, the tribe has tried its best to avoid invading the territory of other intelligent races."

When Vol'jin said this, Tyrande could not help but clenched his fists and bit his lip gently with his teeth: Could the death of the demigod Cenarius be forgotten so easily?

Of course Vol'jin noticed Tyrande's reaction, but based on his position, he could only continue speaking.

"The tribes have not mastered more advanced methods of building houses. For development needs, the tribes need at least 100,000 tons of wood."

This number almost made Tyrande jump on the spot.

Notice! It's processed wood, not raw wood. Converted into logs, this figure is even more exaggerated.

Wojin bit the bullet: "According to preliminary estimates, this is only the first phase of needs."

It’s only the first issue! ?

Tyrande was almost ready to declare war on behalf of the night elves on the spot.

Vol'jin continued to explain: "The tribe has no intention of making things difficult for the night elves. We have nothing to do. There are no suitable logs in the nearby Barrens, Stonetalon Mountains, Mulgore, Thousand Needles, and Dustwallow Swamp. The Philippines in the southwest Although there is good wood in Rath, we cannot transport it out of Thousand Needles, which has extremely poor terrain. If we can, the tribe is willing to exchange it for any resources the tribe has."

Tyrande gritted his teeth: "Night elves will never trade their friends!"

The atmosphere suddenly dropped to freezing point.

This is a headache for Wojin. The tribe needs a huge amount of wood, but they can't use it yet. In addition, the night elves have joined the Alliance, so the Horde can only be cautious in this matter.

Tyrande couldn't help but cast his eyes on Duke, who was sitting in the top position. Tyrande's emotions were very complicated. She had absolute trust in Duke. But she represents more than just herself. If Duke treats things unfairly, the opposition within the clan to joining the alliance will quickly rise, and big problems are likely to occur.

Duke raised his hand and made a weak gesture: "His Excellency, High Priest Whisperwind, please don't get excited. Vol'jin, please tell me the standards of the wood your tribe wants."

Wojin immediately replied: "Converted into logs, it is a good wood that can be hugged by a person, at least thirty yards high, and is hard enough to be used as the main beam of a house."

Duke smiled: "That's easy! There is not only one place in the world that has such wood in Ashenvale. Not to mention anything else, there are plenty of such wood in Elwynn Forest and Dusk Forest within the territory of the Kingdom of Stormwind."

Although there is also a lot of fine timber near Eagle's Nest Mountain, one-third of the places mentioned above are Duke's direct territory, and he has the final say over his territory. Things that he can decide on his own are even more courageous.

Maybe, this is the style!

"Really!?" This time, Wojin was really overjoyed: "Do you have a sample?"

"Of course!" Duke snapped his fingers, and Vanessa, wearing a maid's uniform, came up behind him: "Notify the Masons Brotherhood to bring in a sleeper."

"clear."

From the beginning of the reconstruction of the city of Lordaeron, Ilucia teamed up with Jaina to help Lordaeron build two railways, one from the North Current Coast to the city of Lordaeron, to facilitate reconstruction. The other is the east-west railway artery that traverses Tirisfal Glades and the Eastern and Western Plaguelands, reaching Tyr's Hand and connecting the entire old territory of Lordaeron.

There is no shortage of materials for railway construction in the royal city.

Not long after, eight big men came in carrying a train rail sleeper that had been cut into square strips.

Of course, those that can be used as sleepers cannot be ordinary goods.

Besides, the steam engines in this world are far more fucked up than those in the Industrial Revolution era before Duke traveled through time. Due to the industrial level, the quality of iron and steel is still far from the standards Duke wants. As a result, the steam engines here are larger and heavier, and the train tracks are twice as long as those on Earth.

Furthermore, the requirements for sleepers are also much higher.

Wo'jin's eyes lit up when he saw it. He touched the wood, knocked here, beat there, and then raised his head: "Can the Alliance guarantee that all the wood sold to the tribe is of this quality? And can the Alliance really transport so much wood across the border?" Across the ocean?”

"Don't be ridiculous, as early as four years ago, the Alliance was able to transport 100,000 troops and equipment across the sea to the continent of Kalimdor. It's really not difficult to transport just 100,000 tons of wood." Duke smiled: "As for the quality , I can also guarantee here. Transporting such a large amount of wood across the sea will of course cause some losses, and the price will inevitably need to be raised..."

"What does the Alliance want from the Horde?" Vol'jin asked.

"Ore! High-purity ore, mainly iron ore. Other rare ores are also needed, such as gold ore, mithril, true silver, and thorium." When Duke said this, the eyes of the dwarfs next to him sparkled. Shining, Magni doesn't look like a king at all, his mouth is actually drooling like a dog.

Duke rolled his eyes at Magni. Brian saw this and quickly pulled his elder brother, who had the soul of a blacksmith, to wake Magni up.

Damn it, please don’t affect the image of the alliance here, okay? If it weren't for the fact that you are the king of the permanent alliance host country and there are tribes here, I will definitely beat you all over the head.

Wojin thought for a while. After all, the tribe was in urgent need of wood and it was only a short-term operation, so he nodded and agreed: "The specific transaction ratio and method..."

"Now that the Alliance recognizes the Barrens as tribal territory and Dustwallow Marsh as Theramore's control, let's find a place near the border for the transaction. As for the price and details of the transaction, we'll let the people below discuss it. Bar."

In negotiations between the two major forces, the boss always sets the tone, while the people below work on the details and prices. For the sake of safety, Wojin proposed to go to Elwynn Forest to see the goods. Duke agreed and welcomed Wojin to Elwynn Forest as a guest.

After sending Vol'jin away, Duke said: "Your Majesty Proudmoore, I leave the matter of trading with the tribe to you."

Jaina nodded: "Is there anything I should pay attention to?"

"First of all, it must be fair, whether it's price, quantity, or quality. If you agree to give 10,000 tons of high-quality wood, you can't lose one. For the tribe, the error in the ore content must not exceed 5%. Sal He is a fair guy, and as long as we are strict enough, they will do it.”

Jaina felt a little awe-inspiring. If the requirements were so high, the amount would be 10,000 tons each time. In order to avoid losses, it would be safe to transport at least 13,000 tons. This will obviously increase transportation costs.