Fei Lengcui originally had no road, and after stepping on it too much, it became a road. -------- Liu Zhenzhen said.

The north wind blew with a call sign, and the temperature plummeted overnight.

The sky is still as blue as washing, and the bamboo forest in front of the red soil slope is still as lush green.

But it's just cold.

The herdsmen of the vassal tribes, wielding loud whips, were driving the herd back, and the winter snow was approaching, and this was the last chance for the herd to grow fat.

During this time, there were several accidents in a row, and there were two Trench Rainbow hedgehog people who went out to graze, each with dozens of fat antelopes, and they failed to come back as soon as they went out.

The wasteland was so large that it took several extensive searches to find the corpses of the slain hedgehog herders and some of the bones and furs of the fat antelope in the berry bushes more than a hundred miles away.

According to the estimation of the Vieri Knights, the rest of the herd must have been captured by the bandits of the wasteland.

The robbers of the wasteland all live a day without a day, and they don't bother to know about the transformation of the seasons and the concept of time, and they don't need to know.

Generally speaking, they don't remember that winter is already coming until the cold comes.

Every winter, hungry bandits and robbers cross the frozen ice of the Sangan River and rush into the hinterland of the kingdom of Bimon, risking being wiped out by the regular army to plunder food.

In response to this situation, Liu Zhenzhen strictly ordered the herders not to graze their herds before the snowfall without exceeding a 50-mile radius of the red soil slopes.

Regarding the encirclement and suppression of the two remaining bandit tribes within a radius of two hundred miles---- the white-headed crow savage tribe and the razorhill goblin tribe, a memorandum was also officially transcribed, and a goal was made to solve all of them within a week.

Liu Zhenzhen has been thinking about how to deal with the captives, and he still lacks a compromise solution to the problem of bandits who cannot be extinguished by wildfires.

On the edge of the bamboo forest in front of the red clay slope, under a huge hill, a group of slaves were digging the cellar and carrying the neatly laid dead grass into it; Because that will be their home.

The breath of each slave was white, and the soil was hard.

The Danube Wilderness is so desolate that Liu Zhenzhen has removed the original guard post at night, hoping that they will run away a few and reduce the number of people who eat.

Unfortunately, none of these slaves wanted to escape, facing a harsh winter, no weapons, no stored food, and escaping was death.

There was an unwritten rule that even slaves were forbidden to withhold their rations, beating, scolding, and insulting at will.

Liu Zhenzhen was hungry and scared when he was a child.

This rule also strengthened the determination of the bear goblin slaves and ogre slaves to stay here.

A group of militiamen and lords with colorful hair sat bare-armed in front of the bamboo grove and drank fragrant hobbit rum and served with ginseng potatoes freshly roasted over charcoal.

Soon after the bamboo forest was planted, there were many guinea pig nests in it, and the guinea pigs in the wasteland seemed to like the dense bamboo forest and the juicy bamboo roots.

Guoguo digging the rat's nest is a must, it can squeeze into the rat hole, and when it comes out, it pulls the guinea pig's tail, and it is a lively one.

The meat of the guinea pig is very delicious, much more tender than the meat of the guinea pig, a guinea pig weighs half a pound, and the beige fat peeled from it can be boiled to make lamp oil, not as choking as resin and other animal oils, and has a charming wax fragrance.

Ginseng potatoes are the favorite food of these guinea pigs, and they excrete the seeds from their feces so that they can make a home with them in the bamboo forest.

The stems of these ginseng potatoes are a bit bitter and are only eaten by guinea pigs.

The ginseng potato is very small, only as big as a sparrow egg, and a large bunch can grow on a rhizome like a grape, and the taste is a little bitter when eaten raw.

The clever hobbit halfling chef peeled it, crushed it, baked it over low heat, and made it into bread, which tasted okay, but it was a little troublesome.

The lord invented two simple cooking methods, he roasted the ginseng potatoes over charcoal, roasted them a little charred, and tore the outer skin to reveal orange gold threads inside, which tasted glutinous and fragrant.

It's as delicious as honey. Vieri the bear smiled.

The lord can also grind the wild ginseng potatoes that the Beamon herdsmen have come to feed the herd into white juice with a grinding disc, and then boil it, and mix it with a little propolis candy, a specialty of the bear clan brought by the Vieri knights, and the taste is the same as goat's milk, and there is no fishy smell.

Sugar is a very expensive spice, which has always been enjoyed only by the nobles, and the people are a little touched by the generosity of the lord.

The knights of Godani, who had adhered to the rules of the nobility, naturally disdained this kind of ginseng used to feed the animals, and at the same time expressed even greater disdain for the lords who gave the ginseng potatoes to their people.

But after tasting the delicious potato pulp by mistake, the Swan Lady Knight also began to secretly drink this delicious drink.

After a while, she noticed that her skin had become much smoother. Since then, he has been drinking openly with Lord Helen.

I have to share the ups and downs with Lord Helen. Knight Gotanie found a reason for himself to continue drinking ginseng syrup.

Now the people of Fei Lengcui, including slaves, have developed a blind worship psychology for their lords.

This also includes the three proprietresses, and even Mentor Cui Beiqian, it seems that everyone has a delusion that as long as the lord is there, anything impossible is possible.

On the edge of the bamboo forest is a large dumbbell made of stone, and a log pole tied with five thick vines, and the grinding marks on it are clear. A group of militiamen were snorting, eating snot, and their sturdy upper bodies were all sweating.

Liu Zhenzhen was lying on a bamboo-woven easy chair, his feet resting on Kalou's shoulders, and Karui was helping him squeeze his legs with all his might with a flattering smile on his face.

Liu Zhenzhen narrowed his eyes and stared into the distance.

The red clay bamboo shoots cover the shadow of the setting sun, and the sky and the earth in the distance are dim, and there is a whirlpool of air currents, rolling up the wild grass one by one.

Recently, there are often some armed guards in the human kingdom of Dorot riding tall horses, coming from the south of the wasteland and marching to Witherspoon in the north to welcome the human merchants there to return home, because there is one of the most important festivals of human beings in winter----- Josterre Festival, this festival is as important to mankind as Beamon's Feast of God, and most human merchants will return home at this time, by the way, they will bring all their earnings for the year, and then prepare the goods for the next year.

Since the first snowfall, the number of merchants has gradually increased, and every day or two on the red clay slopes there is a brigade to be delivered.

Although there are no bridges on the wide Sanggan River, the lord's water-repellent beads are really strong, and once they enter the water, they can open up a dry road within a radius of five blades, which is much more convenient and faster than the troublesome rattan boats.

The magnanimity of human beings dazzled Liu's shocked eyes, and the chain armor and steel swords on those ordinary knights made him, a lord who lived in the country of Beamon, where steel was scarce, can't help but salivate, these rich human beings, even the war horses have chain mail around their necks.

Liu Zhenzhen originally thought that this was the famous human heavy cavalry, but after listening to Vieri's introduction, he knew that these people were just some ranger mercenaries, and the mount armor of the human heavy cavalry was all conjoined plate armor, except for four hooves, the whole body was a moving steel fortress.

This opportunity to rip off the bamboo, how could Liu Zhenzhen let it go.

The human merchants and the mercenary rangers who protected them expressed their strong displeasure at the toll booth that suddenly appeared on the south bank of the Sanggan River, especially since the price was still so expensive----- Fei Leng Emerald tolls were floating, and there was no clear price, depending on the number and magnanimity of these human retinues.

Just give money, dissatisfaction and grumbling are your right. This is the purpose of Liu Zhenzhen.

The division of labor at the Fei Leng Cui Ferry is very clear, the lord is responsible for negotiating, the two proprietress Ning Yu and Avril are responsible for collecting the money, plus some strong men of the vassal clan of the fox and the tiger and the mastiffs in the militia are shouting on the side.

Liu Zhenzhen felt that in addition to the vassals and mastiffs in the militia, who were okay and could support the scene at the toll booth, if the other militia stayed at the toll booth, this regular toll booth in the territory of Beamon would immediately transform into a pergola built by bandits who robbed the road.

The appearance of the militia is generally too violent, and the strict physical training during this period has made these militiamen reborn, and the logs used by the mammoth wrestlers for bench press have changed from four to ten at the earliest; The total weight has reached a terrifying five tons, the hippopotamus poets who used to have fat bellies, now the abdominal muscles have all been presented in blocks, a half-hugged log will be broken as long as one leg, not to mention the pandas, one by one the dark circles under their eyes are white, the evil spirit in a pair of eyes is no longer hidden, and the "fluttering" goes straight out, plus they like to hold a piece of bamboo and gnaw wildly, which is even more hideous.

The toll booth on the bank of the Sanggan River was blocked by a dense bamboo forest, and if something really happened, he could rush over and do it directly, so Liu Zhenzhen strictly forbade this group of big militiamen to show their heads casually, so as not to scare others.

Now Lao Liu has nothing to do every day just to train them fiercely, squats, weightlifting, ligament compression, boxing, weight-bearing long-distance running, so as not to let them be tired half to death, and then take a bath, drink and sing, and go back to the cave to sleep.

The human merchants are generally quite polite, and there are also two hundred and five who are not long-eyed, and they want to tease the two peerless beauties with a smiley face, and they quickly calm down------ and the mastiffs will let them suddenly plunge into the cold water of the Sanggan River to sober up.

In the territory of the Kingdom of Bimon, fighting with a group of warriors exclusive to a group of noble lords, no human has the courage to do so.

The main thing is that Vieri is always hanging there with a big axe on his back, and after the bear man has dark circles under his eyes, he is alive and well a panda with the logo of the Aegean continent, but he looks a little rougher, especially the long-handled axe with a wheel, which is much more than an elephant shield for human physique.

Protests were indispensable, and there were also human merchants who vowed to come back next year to make a complaint to the Witherspoon Noble Inspectorate.

Cui Beiqian never dreamed that her apprentice grandson was such a black-hearted person, and she regretted for a while that she instructed him to build a ferry to collect tolls.

Liu Zhenzhen has studied Bimeng's law very thoroughly these days, which is a common feature of many criminals or people with serious criminal tendencies.

"Within the realm, the lord has the right to levy appropriate taxes. If you feel that the taxes are unaffordable, you can choose another way to return to your country. The radius of 500 miles south of the Sanggan River is the range of Fei Lengcui, and you can choose to land 500 miles downstream of the Sanggan River and then return to your homeland. The sly smile on Lord Pig's face made the human merchants depressed for a moment.

How can it be possible to go downstream and land on the shore, how long will it take to walk 500 miles? The merchants complained and still had to pay for it.

Liu Zhenzhen's old acquaintance Boss Rogge also went back from here a few days ago, and the proud Rogge was slaughtered by Liu Zhenzhen, and obediently handed over the jade pendant that Ning Yu had last time in exchange for the road money.

"Our toll in Beamon is not quite the same as your human weights and measures, I forgot to tell you." Liu Zhenzhen patted Boss Luo's shoulder and said with a smile: "The price will increase next time I come back, remember to bring enough gold coins." ”

Rogge was very angry at the time, and his fat body trembled for a while, and he wanted to scold.

A strong panda man with a cold expression and a huge panda axe on his back silently emerged from behind the smiling Pige Lord, Rogge immediately remembered the guy who was pinched by the panda warrior and rolled his eyes, and the panda in front of him was one size bigger, and the palms were as long as a windmill.

Rogge immediately swallowed the scolding that had reached his throat again.

Liu Zhenzhen looked at the intoxicating beauty and desolation in front of him, and drained the wine in the glass in one gulp.

The Kunk sentry on the arrow tower at the top of the red clay slope blew the trumpet polished from the conch shell, and the desolate horn pulled Liu's shocking thoughts back to reality.

The red clay slope is forty blades high, and with the five-blade high arrow tower, even though the Kunk skunk people are short in stature, it also ensures that the red clay high slope can be seen within a radius of fifty miles.

The militiamen also dropped their wine glasses, craned their necks and looked into the distance, one by one.

"Hehe, it looks like another fat sheep has come to the door!" Liu Zhenzhen jumped up from the easy chair.

(To be continued)