Wokin bowed again, "I'm sorry, but I would like to clarify something here."
Duque spread his hands, "Go ahead."
"Ever since the Tribe crossed the Kalimdor Continent and took root in the barren, ownerless land of Durotar, the Tribe has been trying to avoid invading the territories of other intelligent races."
When Wokin said this, Tyrande could not help but clench her fists and gently bite her lips. How could the death of the demigod Cenarius be forgotten so easily?
Of course, Wokin noticed Tyrande's reaction, but because of his position, he could only continue.
"The Tribe has not mastered the more advanced construction methods. Out of development needs, the Tribe needs at least 100,000 tons of wood."
This number almost made Tyrande jump on the spot.
Attention! It was processed wood, not raw wood. Converted to raw wood, the number was even more exaggerated.
Wokin braced himself, "According to preliminary estimates, this is only the first phase of our needs."
Only the first phase?!
Tyrande almost wanted to declare war on behalf of the Night Elves.
Wokin continued to explain, "The Tribe has no intention of making things difficult for the Night Elves. We have no other choice. The nearby Barrenlands, Stonetalon Mountains, Mulgaore, Thousand Needles, and Dustwallow have no suitable wood. Although Feralas in the southwest has good wood, we can't transport it out of the Thousand Needles, which is extremely bad terrain. If possible, the Tribe is willing to exchange any of our existing resources. "
Tyrande gritted her teeth, "The Night Elves will never trade their friends!"
The atmosphere suddenly fell to a freezing point.
Wokin had a headache over this matter. The Tribe needed a huge amount of wood, but they could not use force. Coupled with the Night Elves joining the Alliance, the Tribe could only be cautious on this matter.
Tyrande could not help but look at Duque, who was sitting in the seat of honor. Tyrande's mood was very complicated. She had absolute trust in Duque, but she did not only represent herself. However, she did not represent just herself. If Duke did things unfairly, then the voices within the clan against joining the Alliance would quickly rise, and by then, there would be a big problem.
Duque raised his hand and made a gesture of suppression, "Lord Whisperwind, please don't get too worked up. Wojin, could you please tell me the standard of the wood your tribe wants? "
Woking immediately replied, "Converted to logs, it's at least 30 yards high, hard enough to be used as the main beam of a house."
Duque smiled. "That's easy! Gray Valley was not the only place in the world that had this kind of wood. Just the Elwynn Forest and Twilight Forest within the territory of Stormwind Kingdom have plenty of such wood. "
Although there was a lot of good timber around Eagle Nest Mountain, a third of the areas mentioned above were directly under Duque's jurisdiction. He was the master of his territory. If he could make the decision himself, he would be even more daring.
Perhaps this was what it meant to be pretentious!
"Really!?" This time, Wo Jin was really happy, "Do you have a sample?"
"Of course!" Duque snapped his fingers, and Vanessa, who was wearing a maid's uniform, came up. "Inform the Mason Brotherhood to bring a sleeper in."
"Understood."
From the beginning of the reconstruction of Lordaeron City, Illucia and Jaina began to help Lordaeron build two railways. One was from the Northflow Coast to Lordaeron City, which was convenient for reconstruction. The other was the East-West Railway Artery that traversed the Woodlands of Tirisfal and the Eastern and Western Plaguelands, all the way to Tyr's Hand, connecting the entire old territory of Lordaeron.
In the capital, there was no shortage of materials to build railways.
Not long after, eight big men came in carrying a train sleeper that had long been cut into square strips.
Of course, it could not be ordinary goods that could be used as a sleeper.
Moreover, the steam engines in this world were far worse than the steam engines in the industrial era before Duque crossed over. Because of the industrial level, iron and steel were still far from the standards that Duque wanted. As a result, the steam engines here were larger and heavier, and even the train tracks were twice as large as those on Earth.
As a result, the requirements for the sleepers were also much higher.
Wo Jin's eyes lit up when he saw this. He touched the wood, knocking here and there, then looked up. "Can the Alliance guarantee that the wood sold to the Horde is of this quality? And can the Alliance really transport so much wood across the sea? "
"Don't joke. As early as four years ago, the Alliance could already transport 100,000 troops and equipment across the sea to the Kalimdor continent. It's really not difficult to transport 100,000 tons of wood. "Duque smiled." As for the quality, I can also guarantee it here. Of course, there will be losses when transporting such a large amount of wood across the sea, and the price will inevitably need to be adjusted … "
"What does the Alliance want from the Horde?" Wo Jin asked.
"Ores! High-purity ores, mainly iron ore. Other rare ores are also needed, such as gold, mithril, true silver, thorium. " When Duque said this, the eyes of the few dwarves next to him sparkled. Magni did not look like a king at all, and his mouth was actually drooling like a dog.
Duque rolled his eyes at Magni. When Bu Laing saw this, he hurriedly pulled his big brother who had a blacksmith's soul to wake Magni up.
Damn, don't affect the Alliance's image here, okay? If it weren't for the fact that you are the king of the Alliance and the Horde, I would definitely beat you up.
Wo Jin thought for a moment. After all, the Horde was in urgent need of wood, so he nodded and agreed. "Then the specific proportion and method of the transaction …"
"Now that the Alliance has recognized the Barrenlands as the Horde's territory, and Dustwallow Swamp is also under Theramore's control, then the transaction will be found near the border. As for the price and details of the transaction, we will let the people below discuss it. "
When two major forces negotiated, it was always the boss who set the tone, and the people below would grind out the details and the price. For the sake of insurance, Wo Jin proposed to go to the Elven Forest to see the goods. Duque agreed and welcomed Wo Jin to the Elven Forest as a guest.
After sending Wo Jin away, Duque said, "Your Majesty Proudmore, the transaction with the Horde will be handed over to you."
Jaina nodded. "Is there anything I need to pay attention to?"
"First of all, we must be fair, whether it is price, quantity, or quality. We agreed to give 10,000 tons of high-quality wood, not one less. For the Horde, the difference in the content of ores must not exceed 5%. Sal is a fair guy, as long as we are strict enough, they will do the same. "
Jaina's heart was a little cold. If the requirements were so high, then at least 10,000 tons at a time, in order to avoid loss, at least 13,000 tons would be safe. This way, the transportation costs would obviously skyrocket.
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