Medical resources are scarce everywhere. There are more than 200,000 people around Coldwind City, and there are less than 100 people who can provide medical services, which is still very unprofessional.

When ordinary people get sick, they can basically only recite a prayer and then rely on their bodies to carry it. If you can't bear it, it's naturally over. This is also an important reason for the low life expectancy.

Johnson is an illusionist, and he makes public appearances under the guise of another profession. The herb merchant is popular when he goes there, and he is not easy to be suspicious, which is his daily identity.

Zhou Qingfeng occupied Cold Wind City, the dwarf witch doctor Lao Bog opened a medical center in the city, and the 'epidemic believers' from the entire northern land flocked to him. Because only here they are not discriminated against.

However, the magic that can be provided in the medical hall is also limited, and the main treatment method is herbal medicine.

Zhou Qingfeng promotes public services, and medical care is a priority. The elder Borg felt that Johnson's herbal medicine was not bad, and the price was 'moderate', so he had been purchasing it in large quantities.

Johnson made a lot of money from it. Powell said he would 'lose more and more money,' but he denied it: "Don't worry, I'll leave when I earn enough 1,000 gold coins." ”

"Forget it." Powell didn't believe it, "When you earn enough 1,000 gold coins, you will still want to earn 10,000 gold coins." You won't be able to leave when the time comes. ”

Johnson didn't listen, and Powell couldn't help it.

Now the situation in the city seems to be calm, but the supervision is becoming more and more tight. Mr. Spy felt that there was no point in staying in Coldwind City any longer, so he might as well go to the Banshee Castle and ask the Longlegs family for some activity funds.

It's just more than a hundred kilometers between the two cities, and it's too hard to rely on two legs alone. This kind of long-distance travel is usually spent to join a large caravan, and the caravan is provided with food, drink, and safety.

But now Coldwind City is locked down, and there are no large caravans to travel.

Powell's idea was to go to Green Valley Town to the west of Coldwind City, and then to the west of Green Valley Town, there was a Broken Bridge City. He arrived at Broken Bridge City and made a detour back to the Banshee Castle.

This way of traveling in circles is common. After all, there are frequent turmoil in the other world, and trade routes are cut off from time to time, and people have long been accustomed to changing their routes if they don't get through.

But when Powell went to the Harmony Chamber of Commerce to inquire about the carriage to Green Valley Town, the steward of the Chamber of Commerce sat behind the counter and said lazily: "There is no carriage to Green Valley Town this week. ”

"Aren't you guys going to Green Valley twice a week? I want to hitchhike. Powell thought it was strange.

The chamber of commerce steward was keeping accounts, fiddling with a calculation tool called an abacus. He still shook his head and said, "During the special period, the convoy stopped. ”

"When will it be?"

"I don't know, you'll come back next week. If you run out of money, I can introduce you to a job. The chamber of commerce steward looked at Powell's stout figure and asked, "Do you know how to strike iron?" ”

Don't mention 'striking iron,' Powell hates that word. This reminds him of his experience as an 'iron machine' in Harmony Village.

It was an emotionless job, commuting to and from work on time every day, eating with a watch pinch, working without drinking, and having to complete quantitative performance to get paid – it was a nightmare.

Every day, when Powell sees the so-called 'workers' wearing uniform and entering the workshop to work, it is like seeing a group of walking corpses and shuddering.

"No, no, I don't know how to strike iron." Powell escaped from the Chamber of Commerce and walked the streets in contemplation.

Green Valley Town is only twenty kilometers away from Coldwind City. In the last six months, the city's roads have been repaired, and it only takes two hours for a horse-drawn carriage to arrive.

The town of Green Valley is the main transportation route to the west of the city, and its wine is an important commodity in the Northland. But the convoy that went there actually stopped? This doesn't make sense.

After thinking about it, Powell found another way to inquire about the news, and learned that the traffic on the southeast, north, and south sides of the city was normal, except for those going to the west. It was still the Coldwind City that took the initiative to stop.

Powell returned to Johnson's new home with a heavy heart. The 'pharmacist' was out, and there was only an owl in the house.

Out of nowhere, the pet caught a vole and used it as a toy to play with. A man and a bird meet, and at the same time they shout - poor ghost/stupid bird.

Sparks are flying.

Powell grinded his teeth in annoyance, hated and cursed: Don't let me find a chance, or I will break the neck of this bird sooner or later.

Dudu grabbed the vole and flapped its wings and flew up to the second-floor window of the bungalow. It stared at Powell below with two big eyes, "Are you trying to kill me?" Dream on. I'm not going to give you a chance. ”

Bear with me......

"Dudu, where is your master?"

"He's gone to make money."

"Now all the convoys in the city to the west are stopped. Can you take a trip to the town of Green Valley in the west of the city and see what's going on over there? ”

"Yes. But why should I listen to you? What benefits can you give me? ”

The owl's eyes were bossy, and Powell felt that the other party was staring at his wallet. He was poorer than Johnson now, and he no longer had magic gems to feed the pet.

Seeing that Powell didn't move for a long time, he made a long 'oh......' sound from his mouth, followed by contemptuous ridicule - cut, the poor ghost still wants to instruct others to work?

Shouting 'poor ghost' all day long, I'll fucking fight with you!

Powell couldn't help it, and he became furious, and quickly ran up to the window on the second floor of the house, reaching out to catch the hateful owl.

The spy is a variant of the thief, and his speed and movements are still extremely fast.

But Dudu had long been guarding against the other party, and as soon as the dead vole under his claws was lost, he flapped his wings and flew into the sky. When it flew up, it didn't forget to shout a few words of 'poor ghost', which blew up Powell's angry lungs.

Anger is angry, but the status quo still has to be faced. Powell sat at the door of his new house, wondering what he should do.

There must be a problem with the road blockade in the west, either an army from the side of Broken Bridge City has come over, or Coldwind City has taken the initiative to attack.

But what do you know?

In Cold Wind City, it is fast to build houses, build roads, gather people, and do everything quickly. Powell has long experienced Victor. Hugo acted quickly.

It was also a war, and other nobles couldn't go out at all without a few months of mobilization. The agent learns that there is still enough time to pass on the news.

Even if he knew that Coldwind City was going to make a move, his opponent couldn't react.

The Arad family suffered this loss, and slowly gathered people, thinking that Victor. Hugo was just like himself. As a result, the entire family was taken away in a wave, and even the scum was not left.

Against such an enemy, the other families in the Northland are sluggish like snails.

Before nightfall, Johnson returned, lying on his master's head. Powell said weakly: "The city of Broken Bridge in the west is only afraid of danger." ”

To his surprise, the illusionist nodded and replied with a calm face, "I already know."

Victor. Hugo led his troops to raid the city of Broken Bridge. More than 100 cavalry, 500 hoplites, more than 300 logistics carriages. All the troops in the city went into battle. ”

Powell was even more surprised, "How do you know so clearly?" ”

"Because it's not covered up at all. I heard the old Borg of the infirmary say that this is to bully the opponent to move slowly, and concentrate all his forces to launch a surprise attack in a short time. Win before the enemy reacts. ”

Johnson scratched his head in annoyance, "I just sold a batch of herbs to the Harmony Chamber of Commerce, and Rubio of the Chamber of Commerce praised me for being a 'model of supporting the army', and wanted to hang a sign for me as a commendation." ”

It's ironic.