There is an extra camp in the woods outside Harmony Village. Standing at the edge of the camp, all I saw was some wizened guys. It is not accurate to say that they are human, with sunken eye sockets, shriveled flesh, numb eyes, they are more like dead corpses.

These people have no shelters, no food and clothing, and they are tormented among the dead branches and leaves. A few soup buckets were brought out in the village, and few could be heard shouting to eat.

The elder Borg has been having a headache for this homeless camp recently, "I have lived in the Black Forest for decades, and I have never seen such a miserable moment.

People are dying every day, people are dying along the way, there are too many deaths to count. I wanted to save them, but we had just enough food to eat. ”

Zhou Qingfeng walked into the camp and inspected it. Many of the displaced people have died in the camps, unable to wait for relief. When he came out, he ordered the old dwarf, "Send someone to cremate the body." Those who have only one breath left, send them on their way. ”

Ah, the old dwarf still thinks that Zhou Qingfeng is merciful.

Zhou Qingfeng thought about it carefully, and then ordered, "Send someone to Cold Wind City in addition, it is still valuable to take the initiative to contain them, don't let them die on the way." As for the grain?"

For nearly half a month, Archbishop Dimitri of Whigburg failed to bring the dried earthworms over. At present, he is raising more and more earthworms, and the accumulated stock is just used to feed the homeless people, and he should be able to raise an additional population of four or five hundred.

But for the growing number of displaced people, that little dried earthworm is far from enough. Zhou Qingfeng saw a lot of human tragedies on the way back to Harmony Village. The battle for royal power has left the magnates concerned only with themselves, and the commoners are constantly dying.

"Gotta kill out, kill out!" Zhou Qingfeng didn't talk about how to solve the problem of food, in fact, he couldn't solve it. This damn otherworld is a lack of food and an unsolvable problem. "If you continue to stay in the Black Forest, Lao Tzu will also be trapped to death."

After instructing the old Borg to accept useful homeless people and execute useless people, Zhou Qingfeng, who was in a bad mood, could only go back to the government affairs building in the village to see if he had completed his preparations for war.

"Victor, you're away for two months. In these two months, we stockpiled 80,000 arrows and 50,000 standard arrows. Thirty sets of heavy armor, one hundred sets of light armor, two thousand standard spears, five hundred iron shields, two hundred standard crossbows, and eight hundred long knives. ”

Inisha reported to Zhou Qingfeng on the output of the forge and lathe workshop, and the figures quoted made him puzzled, "We have stockpiled so many weapons and arrows?" Didn't you say takeaway? ”

"Who buys it?" Inisa asked rhetorically, "There are only so many adventurers in the village, and they can't consume too many arrows." As for shipping it out and selling it, all the transportation capacity has been transferred to the Banshee Castle to take advantage of you. ”

Smack, Zhou Qingfeng patted his head, "Okay, now the carriage will come." Hurry up and sell some of your weapons and equipment. There are so many weapons that we simply can't use them out. ”

The mobilization ability of the forces of the other world is poor, as an example of the strongest Banshee Castle in the Northlands. The newly formed Knights had less than fifty members, and the Wizard Order had more than thirty people. Originally, the city lord's guard was only about five hundred, and there were a large number of armed attendants with mediocre combat power.

The Banshee Castle has a population of more than 30,000, and the mobilization limit is only 3,000 troops. Mobilization to this extent is desperate, production stagnates, consumption skyrockets, and there is no way to last long, otherwise the economy collapses.

Coldwind City is even worse, it would be great to be able to mobilize a thousand people, most of whom were serfs. As for Zhou Qingfeng, he couldn't mobilize many troops to leave the Black Forest to fight for a long time.

Inisha estimated that Harmony Village would dispatch a maximum of 300 people for half a month. If it takes a little longer, the food shipped out will not be enough to eat halfway. Therefore, there are indeed too many of these weapons made in the forge yard, and there must be a larger market.

It's just that

The battle for royal power is about to break out, but the hot arms trade that Zhou Qingfeng expected has not appeared—a bunch of poor ghosts whose economy is on the verge of collapse have no spending power at all.

"With so many weapons and arrows, if I don't fight, how long will I have to use them?" Uncle Zhou remembered a joke.

During the Cold War, countries were preparing for World War III. The industrial powers are preparing airplanes, artillery, tanks, warships, and the clanging of the poor can only engage in low-grade weapons, including 'four grenades per capita'.

As a result, there are so many grenades, and it is not necessary to run out of the 'three wars', and it will definitely not be used up if the 'three wars' are not fought.

Although the situation faced by Uncle Zhou is not so exaggerated. But his previous preparations were all for war, and all his resources were used to expand his military power. If the war doesn't start on time, he won't be able to hold it out in the first place.

In the entire Northland, Zhou Qingfeng is not ranked in terms of strength. But when it comes to reckless military force, he is absolutely the first. Because most of the other lords have poor armaments, they don't have the heart to fight at all.

"No, no, this situation is absolutely unacceptable." Zhou Qingfeng took advantage of the Banshee Castle and got a lot of materials such as food and cloth, as well as some human resources that could be used. But it won't take long for these resources to run out.

"Half a month, half a month later, we will send troops." Zhou Qingfeng estimated the time, and it would take about half a month before the real-world garbage dump began to be cleaned up at full speed. At that time, he will regain access to high-quality soul crystals and life gels.

Inisha understands Zhou Qingfeng's impatience very well, she has been to Cold Wind City once, and she is very worried when she comes back. The situation deteriorated rapidly and dizzyingly, and there was no way to stay in Harmony Village.

It's just that half a month is too short, and the number of people who can be mobilized is very limited. After all, fighting a war is not Zhou Qingfeng's business alone, he needs his subordinates. Just like the retreat of the Banshee Castle that had just ended, if there was no luck to cooperate, he would at most destroy it.

When going out to fight, each person should not consume less than one kilogram of food per day. Two hundred men fought for ten days, and two tons of food alone.

The roads in the Northland are too bad for the heavily loaded wagons to run. The light carriage topped with two hundred and fifty kilograms. But horses are very good at eating. It's a vicious circle. Therefore, it is very dangerous to fight from a distance.

The crops in the south are not yet ripe, and the food that succubi can provide is very limited, and there are only dried earthworms. Zhou Qingfeng must bring his own supplement to the battle. He calculated and felt that it would be better for him to bring fewer troops when he went out.

Soldiers are not expensive. Otherwise, the battle will not start, the food will be eaten first, and it will be difficult to escape back in disgrace. There is no shortage of military operations in history in which the army was exhausted and even destroyed.

"I'll take about eighty to a hundred people and go to Coldwind City first. The long-legged family can help it, and if it can't, it will replace it. Zhou Qingfeng spread out a simple map of the Northland and stared at the pitiful dozen cities on more than 100,000 square kilometers of land.

"Northland, Northland! I'm tired of the lifeless and energetic Dead Domain. The magnates here don't want to rebel, they just want to live a stable life. But if they don't want to be free, freedom will run for them. ”

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