Chapter 13: Famine, War, and Pestilence

Zhou Ming was five years old. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

Famine, a severe famine.

For six months there was only a little rain, the land was cracked, the rivers dried up, the leaves turned yellow and withered, and almost all the crops in the fields died.

There is almost no grain harvest.

This year, Zhou Ming didn't know how he survived, except for drinking some gruel in the morning that could see the bottom of the bowl, most of the rest of the time, Zhou Ming lay on the straw mat with his parents and sister, his body was motionless, his brain stopped thinking, and he tried to minimize energy consumption.

Such days only lasted for three months, and Zhou Ming, who was swollen all over, found that this would not work, and he would really die if he continued like this.

There are a lot of fish in the river near the town, and there are many hares in the mountains, because they are rarely caught, and these things don't run around when they see people, and they are very stupid......

Zhou Ming walked out of the house.

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The small river in front of the town was full of people.

"Lord Lord, this damned pariahs actually stole your fish and shamefully stole your private property without the permission of your merciful lord!"

Bunnold, the stocky butler, spat and pointed at a thin boy who was kneeling on the ground.

Next to the emaciated boy lay two fat perch, their tails still moving.

Seeing the two fat fish, the onlookers were full of vegetables, their pale lips couldn't help moving, and their steps subconsciously moved forward.

But then I saw the tall and sturdy knights in front of me, drew the long sword at my waist, flashed with a snowy light, and took two steps back in fear.

"My lord, what should I do with this untouchable?" asked the middle-aged man in armor painted with various patterns on his side.

This middle-aged man in gorgeous armor is naturally the owner and supreme authority of the Grand Collar - Lord Baron Connor.

"What should he be done with according to the decree of the realm?" asked Baron Connor.

"According to Article 15 of the Decree of the Territory, the punishment for theft shall be punishable by the cutting off of one of the lord's private property, Lord Lord. Butler Nord said.

"Then cut off a hand. After the sentence was pronounced, Baron Connor mounted his horse with a blank face, and returned to the castle with a clatter of armor blades.

A knight stepped forward and raised his sword aloft in his hand.

After a scream.

Zhou Ming, who was in the crowd, returned home with a pale face after seeing the little hand that fell to the ground covered with blood.

After lying at home for a few more days, Zhou Ming woke up in a sharp pain.

My three-year-old sister, Alice, was holding her swollen turnip-like arm, her teeth gnawing hard.

"Go away, stop talking, stop talking for me!" Zhou Ming pushed his sister away, covered his arm that had been gnawed a large piece of meat, and screamed in pain.

At this time, my father and mother also woke up, and when they saw Zhou Ming's arm flowing with yellow water mixed with blood, they couldn't help but lick their mouths.

"Ahh

Zhou Ming shouted, quickly opened the door, and rushed out of the house.

Hungry, hungry like never before, if he doesn't find something to eat, he will definitely starve to death.

Food, where is the food, where can I find food?

Fish, there are fish in the river, this can't be caught, caught chopping hands, rabbits, there are many hares in the mountains, this can't be caught, this is also the property of the lord.

Grass, there is grass on the ground, although the leaves of this grass are very hard, very cut, but the roots are relatively tender, a little sweet, containing a small amount of protein and starch, can be eaten, this must be edible.

Zhou Ming pulled a large bale of grass from the ridge of the field, and then ran quickly to the tax officer, Dirac, and told him that he had to pay the tax.

Dirac, the fat and lethargic tax officer, looked at the bundle of grass in Zhou Ming's hand, told him to keep one-third, and then in Zhou Ming's thousand thanks, took the remaining two-thirds.

"This pariah's already hungry and faint, how can you eat this kind of grass that cows can't eat?" Dirac disdainfully threw aside the grass on the table, this kind of grass he didn't look down on, but the lord should collect no less tax!

Even if you take a stone from your lord, you have to pay taxes.

That night, Zhou Ming felt that his life had been relieved, and his parents and sisters were also a little more energetic, and the next morning, the family of four went to pull the grass.

At this time, Zhou Ming's family had to kneel at the gate of the lord's castle with the farmers in the town who had not yet starved to death, begging the lord to show mercy, and finally received a small bag of black flour.

After the disaster year, thieves were rampant.

The thieves around the territory have been driven away by the knights of the lord, but they still can't be driven away, these thieves have taken away the population, burned down the houses, killed the livestock, and even seriously affected the spring sowing plan of the Grand Territory.

"Today, I must kill all the thieves who are doing anything wrong in my territory!"

Enraged, Baron Connor gathered all the knights and servants, recruited all the farmers in the realm who could still wield weapons, and after distributing some rudimentary weapons, he aggressively tried to settle accounts with the thieves who had the idea of the Gran Domain.

After a fierce territorial encirclement battle, Zhou Ming's father, Derek, did not appear in the team that returned triumphantly.

"Senior, where is my husband Derek, do you see him, why hasn't he returned?" asked her mother, Julina, anxiously holding the hand of a neighbor's man.

"Derek, he fell into the trap set by the thieves, and it was a pitiful sight, and three sticks pierced him. The man who knew his father shook his head and smacked his lips.

"Derek!

Mother sat on the ground and cried heartbreakingly, this day was extremely cold and dark for Zhou Ming's family.

After the war, epidemics were prevalent.

After the weather became warmer, there were several cases of people with colds and coughs in the town of Rose in Gran Ling.

Soon after, the coughs worsened, and the number of colds increased, and some of them had severe colds, and even drinking the holy water sold by the church could not save their lives.

Baron Connor panicked, and except for a few tax collectors who were left in the town, he and his knights hid in the castle behind the gates.

Mother Julina also fell ill, and her illness became more and more serious, even if Zhou Ming boiled water every day, cleaned the house, went up the mountain to collect herbs and boil medicines, and kept the air in the room circulating, it was useless......

My father is gone, my mother is gone, and many of the adults and friends in the town are gone......

In the dilapidated home, only Zhou Ming, who is less than six years old, and his sister Alice, who is in her early threes, are left.