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The Empire has never had a Holy Renewal Total [Forbidden Water]

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The Empire has never been a sacred Forbidden Water

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This year's Christmas dinner was not lively because of the Great Plague. It was originally a festival based on celebrating, eating, drinking and having fun. It has also become a completely religious ritual and prayer.

Although there are many desperate people who shout: God's last judgment on mankind has begun. But many more still pray for God's forgiveness. Pray, pray, pray that God will protect the world in this dark time—and at least himself.

In this atmosphere, Egil took advantage of the situation, and with a reluctant Artoria, and the generals under his command, the officers began to pray collectively. The Norman Emperor was ruthless, though only for a ceremony – or for show. But as an emperor, even if it's a show, you have to do it very well. Egil announced at the time that he would pray all day on Christmas Day. Pray for the blessings of the world.

His Majesty the Emperor has said so, so the officers, generals, and reluctant queens below will have no way to refuse. The crowd waited for what was supposed to be a lively Christmas, all in their rooms, and some of them were really praying. There are those who are impatient and idle, and there are those who, like Egil, are praying on the surface, but in fact do not know what they are thinking in the depths of their hearts.

In this way, in the midst of the snow, among the Norman army, there was only a dead silence. As it is now, cold, oppressive, insanely quiet, too quiet......

The Norman Empire had its greatest crisis after the founding of the state. Although today, His Majesty the Emperor Egir Skadragrímsson can proudly proclaim: "As long as they exist, the Normans will always be first-class citizens!" But the situation is still getting worse and worse.

In January, the weather in Moscow is cold unabated. To expel the cold. At the same time, in order to kill the germs in the air, too many bonfires were lit in the Norman fortresses. Make the surroundings look barely annoyed.

This is rare. One of the methods that works in this day and age. The bastard doctors had lost their word—they had never encountered the Black Death before. Other words. These wastes were completely incapable of curing the Black Death.

Of course, in fact, there was no cure for the Black Death. Those Western medicines that require modern chemical means and are basically impossible to appear are left aside for the time being. Egil wanted to obtain "a simple and effective cure for the Black Death (pneumonic plague)". It cost 100,000 bonds to redeem that thing to the system.

Then. Egil, the greatest founding emperor of the Norman Empire, was stunned for a long time at a blank piece of paper in front of him:

Raw gypsum (fried first) one or two two coins, rhubarb three coins, Zhimu two coins, buffalo horn (fried first) three coins, danpi two coins, red peony three coins, raw land six coins, Coptis chinensis two coins, skullcap two coins, whole melon six coins, Banxia two coins, forsythia three coins, white grass root six coins, crane grass six coins, three notoginseng powder (chong) half a coin. Boil into juice. It works.

"Is this Nima brushing me?!" Egil was almost mad at the time, grabbing the prescription and trying to tear it apart. Of course, in the end, I was reluctant to do it.

"Well, what the hell do you mean?" It's been a long time since I got enough sleep. Exhausted, Egil contacted Aurora.

"What do you mean?" though I know it's not very good right now. But as a detached, transcendent national presence, Aurora's voice still seems elaborate. This also made Egil even more angry. ...,

"Prescription! I'm talking about prescription!Are you kidding me?!You bastard!" Though he wanted to scold him even more ugly, Egil finally held back.

Although only through the heart connection. But Egil's feeling of anger and corruption was still unreservedly received by Aurora.

So this guy is even happier. Of course, Aurora has good reasons to be happy. What Egil had done some time ago had completely made her hilarious. It was the last time, for a few days and nights. Back in Krakow and Joan of Arc when they were having an affair - Aurora was clearly one of his women (?). It's the same in Krakow. But Egil, after having an affair with Joan of Arc, didn't say anything to her. It's hard not to be angry.

"What, don't you know? This is indeed the cure for the pneumonic plague, the Black Death, on a large scale in this era. Aurora replied with a chuckle.

"But—but—but—" Egir said several times, but in the end he didn't come up with a reason. Well, there are indeed a little too many slots to complain about. First of all, although Egil has passed ten years, he can still recognize Chinese characters. But Egil didn't understand what these bastard herbs were — well, and some of them didn't seem to be herbs — were all about. What it looks like. Where to get it - well, most of the time in the East.

Since only the East has it, it is necessary to go to the East - it is a funny thing to think about it. After a few years of transporting medicinal materials from the East, I am afraid that Europe is already full of corpses.

And in addition, the legendary Silk Road, which is now traded between the East and the West, has been completely controlled by the Mongols. The Normans and the Mongols were at war. Naturally, it was impossible for caravans to pass.

And by sea, although the Suez Canal has been opened, it has been said before that the entire trade in the Eastern Mediterranean has been completely cut off. There was simply no ship to be found that could go to sea. If you don't go to the Eastern Mediterranean, you can only take a detour to the Cape of Good Hope like Vasco da Gama did back then - Nima doesn't even have a route map now, and a detour to Africa is also a life-or-death adventure.

Well, taking a step back, even if the Norman medicine merchants—or simply explorers—explorers did make it to the legendary and mysterious East, what would it be? I don't know what it's like to be ravaged. Can you really find enough herbs when you get there?

If we take another 10,000 steps back, even if those people are unlucky enough to find enough medicinal materials and transport them over - but after tens of thousands of miles by sea and several years, can these medicinal materials still guarantee their quality?!

In general, this is simply a life-or-death business, with huge investment and no guaranteed output. It's really ......

"Having said all that, do you want to do it?" asked Egil after thinking for a long time, and Aurora, who was thousands of miles away, couldn't wait any longer.

"Yes!"

With Egil's words, the entire Norman Empire was in operation again. A group of navigators, capable Norman spies, sailors, and merchants were summoned by Egil. Egil then made hundreds of copies of the prescription and gave each of them one. After that, it was strictly ordered:

"Whatever method you use—in short, I want you to go to the East!Go to the land of silk and porcelain, farther away than India, and bring back the herbs on this prescription—the more the better! Whoever accomplishes this task, I will confer upon him the title of viscount—and it is unlimited! In addition to this, land, money, beauty—all the riches of the world, I will grant you!"...,

That's pretty much it. These tragic fellows had no choice but to embark on a life-or-death journey to the East under the orders of Egil. They were divided into three routes, one of which was by land, hoping to avoid the investigation and encirclement of the Mongol iron cavalry. The other two, one from the Suez Canal, have come to a halt in the Mediterranean. But a few ships in Kherson can still be dispatched. The other road is the safest, the most crowded, but also the farthest. From Flanders, they made a big circle, from the Cape of Good Hope in Africa to the Indian Ocean, almost twice as far as the Suez Canal.

That's it, in February, all the adventurers who went in search of medicine on three roads set off. And the Norman Empire, which was a little busy for a while, fell into a dead silence again. The originally scheduled military cantonment plan was also almost put on hold. In the end, it was Egil who forcibly ordered the soldiers to carry out the plan:

"What are you going to do?!You're still not a Norman warrior?!Just a plague scares you like this?!The Empire's border defense system is all open! Not even a fly can get in! Not to mention the sick! Go to work boldly! Otherwise, I won't have so much food for you to eat for nothing!!"

In this way, it is half sarcastic, half encouraging, half threatening. Egil finally fooled - I mean incitement - no, it was to motivate, to motivate these stupid GIs - I mean the soldiers went to the Eastern European military camps.

But things didn't go as smoothly as Egil had promised.

As the weather gets warmer and warmer, eventually, when the temperature returns to above zero at noon one day. And at the Norman border posts, more and more people died. The Black Death, an unstoppable monster even more terrifying than the Mongols, finally entered the territory of the Norman Empire. It didn't take long for Egir to receive information from Flanders, North Saxony, and Eastern Europe.

Finally, after holding out for nearly half a year, the Black Death stepped into the territory of the Norman Empire!

To add insult to injury, Egil also received a piece of information. The main forces of the Mongol Empire, after surviving the harsh winter, also began to advance like germs. While recovering the physical strength lost due to the harsh winter, he swooped down towards the north again! ...... (To be continued...... If you like this work, you are welcome to ◤◢ to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support is the author's greatest motivation. ）