"What happened to Elfasir?" This was the first thought that crossed Ling Xuan's mind, after the opening of the trade route in the north, although some servants came to Landinovia one after another, they had never been invited to the residence by Decos, and looking at their dress, although they were a little embarrassed, but judging from their age and demeanor, they should be the leaders of the servants.

I'm afraid there is a long list behind them!

"Brasil is almost finished. Decos said quietly, ringing in Ling Xuan's ears like thunder on the flat ground.

The third prince of El Fasir, Brasil, the commander of the Rainbow Knights, had withdrawn from the Holy City under the pressure of the Northern Alliance, and there were less than 30,000 troops left under his command.

Due to the approaching autumn harvest, the offensive of the Northern Coalition has recently eased, but the foregone conclusion of the Third Prince's defeat will not change much for the foreseeable future.

As a result of this, the servants who sided with the Third Prince in the civil war of El-Facir were ruthlessly purged, and almost everywhere the Northern coalition army went, there was a mass exodus.

Some of them ran to the remnants of the third prince's territory, while the others, under the guidance of the extradition, began a large-scale migration.

At the direct behest of Crusoe, the servants of El Fasier were not examined at all along the way, making the road a hundred times smoother than expected, and the refugees poured into Landinovia more quickly.

Although they were prepared, such a large influx still caught Russell and them off guard. Lacking the necessary shelter, in this kind of heavy rainy weather, the miserable situation of the servants can be imagined here by Ling Xuan.

"There have already been deaths, and a considerable number of them are women and children. Originally, your ministry was able to provide a safe environment for Ling Xuan, and Ling Xuan was already very grateful, but if this continued, Ling Xuan was afraid that many people would not be able to support the beginning of spring next year......" An elder-looking person choked up and finished speaking, and then sobbed in a low voice.

"Ling Xuan has already given all the military tents to the refugees, and even the Seville Fortress has a large number of refugees, but this time there are too many people pouring in, far beyond Ling Xuan's ability to bear, if it goes on like this, ......"

Melchior, who was standing at the door, said softly, what was not said next, Ling Xuan also heard the meaning, I am afraid that Crusoe of Wyton Noll can realize the pressure of so many refugees on Ling Xuan, if it is not handled properly, Landinovia and Tegunvol will not be knocked down by the battle.

Unexpectedly, only a few days after coming back, I encountered this big trouble, the atmosphere in the house suddenly solidified, and the sound of dripping rain outside came in.

"How many people can live in Danlu?" After a moment of silence, Ling Xuan said suddenly.

Melchior, who was standing outside the door, immediately replied: "It should be able to live in 20,000 to 30,000, but now Danlu City is still in the hands of the noble army, if you barely attack, there may be many problems in the deployment of troops, and half of the current troops have been arranged to harvest wheat." ”

"Well--in that case...... Ling Xuan thought for a moment, and then made up his mind: "No matter what, we can't let the refugees sleep in the open air, all the military camps will be vacated from today, and the old and young women and children will live in it first." ”

"That Ling Xuan's people ......"

"Ling Xuan went to live in Danlu City. As soon as the words fell, a flash of lightning streaked across the sky, followed by a dull thunder, and the rain began to fall heavily, and if it dragged on any longer, the northern migration route arranged by Ling Xuan would become a journey of death.

"My lord, you don't want to storm Danru, do you, use the blood of soldiers...... Think, my lord!" Melchior's voice was filled with anxiety.

"Don't worry, if you want to attack, it's only Ling Xuan who will attack, you just need to follow. ”

"Ahh

"Go ahead, don't waste your time here. ”

"Yes, sir. Bowing down, Melchior hurriedly retreated, watching his back disappear around the corner of the corridor, Ling Xuan turned his head back and said to the leaders of those servants: "Please leave it to Ling Xuan, even if you don't have it, you won't let women and children sleep on the street." ”

"Thank you so much. The crowd threw themselves on the floor and cried out loud.

"Are you sure you'll capture Valencil's heart?" said Decos, holding his teacup and blowing on the steam.

"General Valencier's heart...... Ling Xuan wasn't sure, otherwise he would have attacked a long time ago. But now, I can only try, it really doesn't work, so Ling Xuan has to go to sleep on the street. Ling Xuan smiled bitterly.

"Ling Xuan will tell you first, Ling Xuan is also considered to be among the old and young women and children, and if he wants to sleep on the street, Ling Xuan will not accompany him. ”

"You guy...... What a salary moth. Ling Xuan shook his head and sighed.

The other people in the room raised their heads and looked at Ling Xuan, their faces full of doubts, having such a relationship between the top and bottom was enough for these servants to be surprised for a while.

Getting up and walking into the corridor, looking at the dim sky outside, Ling Xuan sighed: "In this kind of weather, I really don't have the urge to work!"

"Boom--" The lightning flashed, casting a burst of blue light on Ling Xuan's face.

"Take your time, you've already climbed so high, if you don't put a little effort into it, the heavens will be resentful!" De Cos said loudly in the back, pushing Ling Xuan deeper.

The early autumn wind was already wrapped in a chill, and through the rain curtain hit Ling Xuan, Ling Xuan couldn't help but tremble, and then rubbed his arms: "I really don't know if your words are cold, or this wind is cold!"

Decos's laughter sounded in the room: "I'm afraid of you, let's do your thing, it's really not good, Ling Xuan will spare this old bone to sleep on the street with you." ”

"Thank you for your kindness. Nodding, Ling Xuan rushed into the rain curtain, and the servants and servants whispered behind him: "Are these really the generals of the Wandering Legion? Could Ling Xuan have come to the wrong place, is this really Landinovia!"

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September 27

Braving the sporadic light rain, a small detachment waving a white flag entered the city of Danlu, and soon the news of General Valensil's willingness to negotiate was set at a place less than five miles from Danlu, where the souls of countless war dead rested.

"My lord, what else is there to negotiate, just rush in, Ling Xuan doesn't believe it, the guy who doesn't even have food can win against Ling Xuan's Travinos!" Riding on the horse, Retis kept instigating Ling Xuan to attack the city, Ling Xuan didn't pay attention to the idea of this single-celled creature, and turned his head to look at the approaching troops.

In order to vacate the house, about 3,000 soldiers were accompanying the battle, and they could only carry simple elk skin tents that could not even prevent rain, and in order to prevent accidental injuries and diseases, they were accompanied by a medical team of 200.

It may be that there are a lot of beautiful girls in the medical team, and the morale of the soldiers is surprisingly high, standing in the rain, they can actually stand upright and still, looking like a mighty wandering soldier of the army.

"My lord, the other party is here. Melchior, on the other side, said softly, only to see in the distance, the men and horses under the banner of nobility quickly approached.

"Ling Xuan, let's go meet them!" With a wave of his hand, with a few horses, Ling Xuan rushed out of the queue and ran straight to the meeting place.

It had been a long time since the Battle of Travino had seen the "Tyrannical Lion of the Silver Dragon", and now he seemed to be a little thinner than he had then, but the heroic posture on horseback had not subsided for half a minute.

Next to General Valencil was a nobleman of about thirty years old, very thin, but with a pair of Travino blue eyes, embroidered with the family crest of an elk, and it seemed that the general who guarded Danru was this man.

"Fap, I didn't think you'd come this far. When Valencil saw Ling Xuan, he didn't look at the enemy's eyes, and said with a gentle smile.

Looking at the only wing of the kingdom, Ling Xuan couldn't help but feel admiration, raised his hand and saluted him: "General Valencil, it is a great honor to see Your Excellency again. ”

"Haha, Fap, in terms of position, you are the number one dragon general of Djegunvol, the guardian of Landinovia, and it is too humiliating for you to call Ling Xuan an official!" Scratching his hair, Valencil let out a hearty laugh, if it were seen by others, it would be difficult to believe that the two teams of people standing here were enemies of life and death.

"Where, in the eyes of the lower officials, General Valencil is always the superior of the lower officials, just like General Lambis. Ling Xuan straightened up and replied loudly.

"Haha, you're a great official, you have so many excellent subordinates. By the way, is the bearded man who commanded the dragoons here, and the knight in black armor, if there are these generals in the kingdom, it is impossible to let the traitor Dedrakop rebel. General Valencier smiled even more merrily.

"My lord, now is not the time to compliment each other, please get to the point!" Melchior took a step forward and whispered in Ling Xuan's ear, Ling Xuan nodded, and was about to speak, when General Valencil suddenly pulled out his sword.

"Well, I know that you nobles don't have a good heart, and they just cut you all here. Radius was the first to react, jumped off his horse, unhooked his tomahawk from his back, and roared in the air.

The other generals drew their blades one after another and protected them to Ling Xuan's side, ready to cover Ling Xuan's evacuation at any time, and the soldiers in the distance stepped forward in unison and roared, the sound echoing around Ling Xuan through the misty drizzle.

The soldiers of the noble army did not move, but stood there silently, casting their eyes on the thin nobleman.

"General Valencier wants to have a fight with your officer, and if he loses, Ling Xuan will surrender to your army. It wasn't loud, but it could be heard by everyone, and there was never an expression on the nobleman's face.

"Fa Pu, use Ling Xuan's sword to prove right and wrong, if the heavens choose you, you will be the victor, if the heavens do not choose you, you will die here today. Valencil shouted loudly, his face covered with the glow of a warrior.

"My lord, please don't engage in meaningless duels, the other party is simply gambling. Moreover, Valencil's martial arts are among the best in the entire kingdom army, and the adults have no chance of winning against him at all!" Melchior stood in front of Ling Xuan and said excitedly, he had always been calm and no longer controlled his emotions at this time.

"If Ling Xuan can defeat the car, he should also be able to defeat General Valencil!"

"My lord, those are two different things!"

"Don't worry, if you really die here, it can only be said that God will not let Ling Xuan recover Yarufasir, and all your shackles will be lifted, and when the time comes, live in the north with peace of mind, don't think about it here. ”

"My lord--"

Gently pushing Melchior away, Ling Xuan pulled out a scimitar from his waist: "Ling Xuan accepts your request!"

Melchior opened his mouth, then retreated to the side weakly, and the rest of the people also withdrew their weapons and retreated silently, and in the blink of an eye, a large area of land was vacated around Ling Xuan and General Valencil.

"Fap, as I said at that time, if you can eliminate the war, before that, please behead Ling Xuan, who is the monster that nourishes the war, and if not, Ling Xuan will kill you. ”

Valencil finished speaking, and raised his sword in front of his eyebrows. In response, Ling Xuan raised his scimitar and pointed it directly at him: "Just today!"

"Kill!" Valencil snorted, and rode straight at his horse.

The raindrops hit his face, it hurt a little, Ling Xuan swept over like the wind, swung his knife, and after clearly hearing the crisp sound of the sword intersecting, the two of them staggered.

Restrained the galloping war horse, the moment he turned his head, Valensil's sword had already stabbed in front of him, lying down on his back, and when he was attached to the horse's back, he swung his knife to block the sword that fell straight down, and the strength scraped Ling Xuan's face, mixed with the rain blurred Ling Xuan's eyes.

Without thinking much about anything, Ling Xuan turned over, Ling Xuan jumped off his war horse and stood on the muddy ground.

"Ahh

Valencil didn't rush to attack again, he rode away a few steps, and then turned to Ling Xuan, with a trace of regret in his eyes, after slowly raising his sword, he exerted his strength violently, and the horse's hooves splashed countless mud, and rushed towards Ling Xuan.

Dodging, after barely avoiding the war horse that rushed straight over, he waved his knife meaningfully, and after feeling something slashed, a stinging pain came to his heart.

With a mournful roar, the horse rolled on the muddy ground, throwing General Valencil far away, blood running down Ling Xuan's arm and dripping with rain. Ling Xuan gasped, one hand on the ground, his eyes staring directly at the place where General Valencil had fallen.

The silver-white armor was painted with a layer of gray black, and after dropping off the helmet, Valencil suddenly laughed: "Okay, that's right, Fapu, let Ling Xuan see more of the kindness of God!" After speaking, he swung his sword to break through the rain curtain and rushed straight over.

The sound of swords intertwined densely, on the muddy ground, Ling Xuan only felt that his feet were getting heavier and heavier, and every swing of Valencil's sword seemed to add a little strength, and a sour feeling rippled from the tiger's mouth to his mind.

Gritting his teeth, he slashed a few more times, and after slamming his force to separate Valencil's sword, Ling Xuan took a few steps back, a mouthful of blood gushing into his mouth, and then slid down the corner of his mouth.

"Your Excellency is wounded!" Retis shouted, and was about to rush over, but Melchior, who was on the side, grabbed him and did not speak.

Ling Xuan was grateful for Melchior's composure, and after wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Ling Xuan raised the knife again, and at this time, a subtle warm current spread up from his lower abdomen.

"Final blow!" Valencil held his sword in both hands, releasing a terrifying gaze in his eyes, slowly moved forward with one foot, and snorted violently, and then there was only a white light in Ling Xuan's eyes.

A small step away, followed by a stabbing with a knife, a "plop--" sound, and everything returned to silence.

Blood gushed out from Ling Xuan's shoulder like a spring, staining Ling Xuan's armor red, and also staining the ground under Ling Xuan's feet, Ling Xuan's knife stabbed in Valencil's chest, and along the blade, the general's blood flowed all the way to Ling Xuan's hand.

"Tick--" It seemed to be too quiet, Ling Xuan heard the sound of blood dripping on the ground, very loud, as if it was about to burst Ling Xuan's ears, at this time, a wisp of blood hung from the corner of Valencil's mouth.

"This is God's will......" Valencil's eyes darkened suddenly, his eyes were full of helplessness, and after whispering this sentence, he fell to the ground softly.

Ling Xuan stood there unconsciously, with the general's sword still stuck in his shoulder, and behind him, the cheers of Ling Xuan's soldiers resounded through the four fields, "Long live!"

The thin nobleman took off his helmet, then jumped off his horse and knelt on the ground, while the nobles in the distance threw away their weapons in a daze, and stood in the rain.

The blood of one person opened the door of Danlu, and Ling Xuan sat weakly on the muddy ground, reaching out to hold the hand of General Valencir, who was gradually cold.

"Fa P......" General Valencier's other hand was clasped together in Ling Xuan's hand, and a trace of kindness was revealed in his sloppy eyes.

"General, Ling Xuan is sorry for you......" Holding Valencil's head, Ling Xuan let out a low snort, his eyes flushed.

"You will be able to meet Ling Xuan's wife, Ling Xuan's son, and Lanbis soon, what do you have to be sorry for Ling Xuan. After coughing up a few mouthfuls of blood, Valencil uttered the above words in fits and starts, barely squeezing out a smile on his bloodless face.

"General......" choked up, Ling Xuan could no longer speak.

"I'm sorry, Ling Xuan can no longer bear the future of Yalu Fasir, now this burden is entrusted to you, no matter what, I just ask you to let the people of Yalu Facir live happily......"

Sticking General Valencier's hand that did not have a trace of body temperature to his forehead, Ling Xuan resolutely said, "Ling Xuan swears, Ling Xuan swears with his life. ”

With a smile and a light nodding of his head, General Valencil's eyes looked at the sky: "Fapu, for the sake of the king, Ling Xuan gave up his wife and children, Ling Xuan is really not a good husband and father...... But now, Ling Xuan finally had a chance to say to them, I'm sorry......" His voice became lower and lower, and when the last word slipped down the corners of the general's mouth, he smiled and closed his eyes, unable to control his feelings any longer, Ling Xuan cried and threw himself on his corpse.

The noise ceased at this moment, and the soldiers of both the noble army and the wandering army slowly took off their helmets and knelt on the muddy grassland, and the rain suddenly became heavy, as if the sky was also crying.

General Valencil de Van Cos slept peacefully in the steppes of Travino and never woke up.

The other half of the kingdom's wings fell to the ground, ending his fifty-two years of glory, a short time of one year and five months after the death of General Lambis......

October 3, 1354 in the royal calendar

The rain had already stopped, and autumn had suddenly fallen on the earth, and the sultry air currents seemed to be carried by the rain to distant places, and it was a slight chill that swept over Ling Xuan's side.

Sitting on the highest city tower in Danlu, Ling Xuan looked up at the sky alone, a meteor shining across the sky, and with a "hiss" sound, it disappeared into the endless darkness in the distance.

"Didn't you make a wish?" De Cos walked behind Ling Xuan like a ghost and said softly.

"Make a wish...... It doesn't make much sense to Ling Xuan, who knows what tomorrow will bring. Ling Xuan sighed in a low voice, General Char is dead, General Rambis is dead, Scharke is dead, and now even General Valencil is dead under Ling Xuan's sword, and there are other names, now they all represent the stars in the sky!

"The gods have been working hard lately, they have to receive so many uninvited guests every day, I really don't know what life is like above, if it's okay, Ling Xuan doesn't want to stay in this world anymore. ”

De Cos said dejected words, and when Ling Xuan turned around, he only saw that fox-like smile on his face.

"Strategist, say whatever you want, just say it!" The old fox couldn't be clearer, every time he wanted to talk about something, he always liked to tell some obscure stories.

De Cos took a step, sat beside Ling Xuan, pulled his feet out of the city wall, and then looked up at the sky: "I don't know which star is Valencil, it should be the brightest one in the northeast!"

Ling Xuan was silent, waiting for his next words.

"This old general is really a standard knight, loyal enough. It's good now, he's dead, not only worthy of the orthodox royal family of Yarufasil, who is loyal to him, but also makes the defenders of Danlu come down with dignity, and makes you, an idiot, the real savior of destiny, kill birds with one stone! This guy is really cunning who does not lose to thieves, and he is so beautiful to die. ”

Ling Xuan's heart twitched, General Valencier actually died at Ling Xuan's hands on purpose, although this thought flashed, but Ling Xuan didn't want to face it, Ling Xuan didn't want the general to become a coward who gave up his life: "General Valencier is the greatest warrior Ling Xuan has ever seen, he just died on the battlefield with honor, and there is nothing else." ”

"I know, I know, in fact, creating a loyal image is also a positive guide for the soldiers, and it doesn't hurt for Ling Xuan. Touching his beard, Decos said with a smile.

Ling Xuan sighed and said, "Decos, Ling Xuan is really tired, General Lambis saved Ling Xuan with his death, Ling Xuan needs to repay ...... General Valencier used his death to give Ling Xuan a more solid foundation, and Ling Xuan needed to repay it even more. Sometimes, Ling Xuan really wanted to give up, whether it was Ling Xuan or the enemy, there were too many sacrifices......

A rare solemnity appeared on De Cos's face, and after glancing at Ling Xuan, he sighed: "Fap, you can choose to quit, but someone still has to carry this burden, it may be Ling Xuan, or it may be Yani." The people who died in battle can't be resurrected, but at least let them die with some meaning, Ling Xuan doesn't want to be scolded by so many people after death. ”

After looking at Decos for a long time, a wonderful feeling came to his heart, and he couldn't help it, Ling Xuan laughed out loud: "Ling Xuan really wants to throw it to you, but I'm afraid of squandering your old bones, there are enough people who scold Ling Xuan, but if your poisonous tongue also spits at Ling Xuan, Ling Xuan is afraid that he will not be able to live in peace in the next life." ”

A smile bloomed on Decos' face: "That's right, otherwise, let the soldiers know that the person they entrust is so cowardly, their tears will drown Travino." ”

Retracting his foot, Ling Xuan stood up, and then pointed to the place where the meteor disappeared: "It should be too late to make a wish now!"

"Go ahead, the meteor is still rolling on the ground!"

Putting his hands together in front of his mouth, Ling Xuan shouted loudly, "Peace--happiness--and freedom--"

"What a greedy guy. De Cos muttered, and then a glimmer of crystal hung in the corner of his eye.

"Decos, in two days, Ling Xuan will let the sky of Danlu bloom with fireworks!" Driving away all the shadows in his heart, Ling Xuan knew what he should do, pointing to it, Ling Xuan smiled.

De Cos wiped the corners of his eyes and laughed as well: "Yes, the princesses of Ling Xuan have also lived in the north for too long, it's time to let everyone know that justice is on Ling Xuan's side." ”

"Haha, justice, what a cheap slogan. However, Decos, it is possible that Ling Xuan will have to bear more infamy, and maybe, Ling Xuan will soon become a demon that destroys the three countries. ”

"For Ling Xuan, whether it's an angel or a demon, at least until now, Ling Xuan can't find a more interesting idiot than you. Step into the coffin quickly, and make yourself happier in the last days. ”

"Haha, hahaha......" Laughing, Ling Xuan strode towards the stairs, and when he was approaching, he turned his head: "Strategist, it was really the most profitable business in Ling Xuan's life to exchange you for so much grain and grass at that time." ”

De Cos knelt there, put his hands on his knees, and then lowered his head with a smile: "It's a pleasure to meet you idiot in Ling Xuan's lifetime." ”

The autumn breeze swept through with a cool breath, and at this moment, the stars in the sky were much brighter......

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The autumn harvest seems to have held back too much fighting, and after entering October, there is a rare tranquility in various places. Taking advantage of this opportunity, on the one hand, the city of Danlu was repaired and refugees from the north were moved here.

On the other hand, Mandala and Jashua were sent to lead a cavalry team to fight against the small noble army scurrying in the upper steppes of Travino.

Everything was going well, and while all the generals were estimating how to launch a general attack on the remnants of the aristocratic army entrenched in the east, bad news came from the north.

"What kind of ...... is this" Holding the slightly jet-black straw in his hand, Ling Xuan stared at the envoy from the north.

The messenger shrank his head, wiped his restless hands on the placket of his clothes, and said, "This is wheat." ”

"Wheat, shouldn't it be golden? it's a bunch of rotten straw!" Throwing the things in his hand on the ground and pressing his forehead, Ling Xuan sat back in his seat.

"My lord, this is Lord Rusu asked Ling Xuan to bring it over, he said that in two days, he will come over in person. Also, Elder Sarli, who is in charge of the Djegunvol, will come with him. The messenger bowed his head and continued.

Originally, I thought that there were so many soldiers to help with the harvest, and the problem should not be too big, but now it seems that Ling Xuan was too naïve to think about it, and there is no way for people to confront the heavens.

But looking at the rotten wheat that could not be recognized, Ling Xuan seemed to see the miserable situation of starvation, and a drop of sweat hung on his forehead.

"Let's go down...... Ling Xuan waved his hand weakly, and the envoy bowed and retreated.

De Cos stepped in slowly, bent down to pick up the bunch of wheat, and after looking at it carefully, shook his head, and said, "The wheat in the north has become this virtue now!"

"This is just a matter of information, when Brother Rusu arrives, Ling Xuan will probably have to prepare for the next famine. Ling Xuan shook his head.

"Famine, in fact, the seeds were planted two years ago, and now they are just reaping the fruits that are not sweet. De Cos crumpled the rotting wheat into a ball and stuffed it into his pocket.

Since the outbreak of war in 1352, several countries involved have long been uninterested in farming, and there has been no major famine, mostly due to the grain stocks in the past and last year's bumper harvest, but this year ...... The autumn rain was more harmful than Ling Xuan had imagined, and from the bunch of rotten wheat, Brother Russell had clearly told Ling Xuan a message - a bad harvest.

For Tegunvor and Landinovia, who counted every grain of grain, this was undoubtedly the verdict of the Great Famine.

"If Ling Xuan didn't die on the battlefield, but starved to death in this Danlu City, it would be a big joke. Ling Xuan let out a long sigh.

"Wait, maybe Russell didn't bring too bad news. ”

"I hope so......"

The dark clouds outside the window were lower, and after a while, a light rain began to fall. This year's autumn is really a sad day, after sighing this, Ling Xuan stood up, walked to the door, looked at the distant sky, and waited for the people in the north.

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On October 11, the principals of Landinovia and Tegunvol secretly entered Danru......

The dim light flickered, distorting the shadows of several people in the room, and the seated people ignored it, just staring at a file on the round table.

“...... It has been raining for days, and even most of the grain that has been harvested is rotten. The only luck was that there were still a few sunny days, but only 600,000 stone grain was preserved, plus the original inventory, it was only enough for Ling Xuan to support him for four months. After that deadline, large numbers of people will starve to death!" Russell twitched his face, reluctantly stating the fact.

"This fact must be concealed, the current Dzegunvol is not stable, and if this kind of news spreads, I am afraid it will be a catastrophe. Elder Sarli whispered, then coughed lightly.

"Ling Xuan has already ordered the people in the granary to bring in the grain during the day and secretly transport it out at night, giving everyone a false impression. But when the time comes, it can't be concealed after all, in case there is any disturbance in the territory, it will be difficult for Ling Xuan to clean up. Russell's eyebrows furrowed deeply, and one hand couldn't help but grab his hair.

"What about other countries, is it possible for Ling Xuan to buy grain, as long as they can buy it, don't care about money. Ling Xuan turned his head and looked at Decos.

De Cos shook his head: "No way, Ling Xuan has already sent someone to handle this matter, but this year's harvest in various countries is very dismal, and they must barely survive on stocks." Even if you pay 1,000 or 10,000 gold, you can't buy it!"

After a moment of silence, Melchior said, "If it is possible, Ling Xuan should not accept more refugees, and besides, it is necessary to stop the offensive before the beginning of spring." Now, occupying more land means more people, and the number of people who starve to death in Ling Xuanfang is far more than a few thousand. ”

"Yes, Mel's words are good, if you bear the notoriety of starving too many people to death, Ling Xuan won't have to mess around. It's best to transfer this notoriety to Ling Xuan's opponents. De Cos nodded, a look of approval for Melchior.

After tapping on the table for a moment, Ling Xuan glanced around: "Is there really no other way to reject those who are eager to live in order to reduce the death of a few people?"

Several people in the room shook their heads in unison.

Rusu hesitated for a moment, and then said, "The most ideal estimate is that there will be a million refugees due to the famine, and even if only one-tenth of them pour here, Ling Xuan's food will not last for a few months." When the time comes, it will not be a question of a few fewer deaths, but a question of having all the people of Tegunvol and Landinovia be buried together!"

"Yes, and the Yalu and El who are closest to Ling Xuan are affected by the war, where is there any harvest this year, at least 800,000 out of a million people are from these two countries, that is to say, if Ling Xuan is a little merciful, in a month, the number of Ling Xuan's people can be doubled by two. Mel, you calculate, Ling Xuan can hold out for a few days. Decos said with a smile.

Melchior, who was named, made a look of serious thought, and then said in a deep voice: "One month, only one month." ”

The lights in the room were even dimer, and the faces of the people in the row were blurred.

A soft sigh slid down the corners of his mouth, and Ling Xuan clasped his hands and looked at the roof. This is really a bitter choice, in order to protect the hundreds of thousands of people in the territory, Ling Xuan has to harden his heart to refuse more refugees, but to accept refugees is to push more people to death...... The number of deaths was in front of him, and now he was just reaching out to choose one, so cruel that it was enough to make Ling Xuan feel his personal powerlessness.

"Make your own decisions, sometimes it's painful to choose. Decos picked up the teacup and blew away the water vapor floating on it.

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"That's enough, until then, Ling Xuan is just preparing. Strategist, you will have to worry about buying food, and if you want to maintain stability in the territory, you will ask Brother Rusu and Elder Sarli. ”

"Got it. ”

After responding to this sentence, Decos suddenly laughed: "Look, Ling Xuan's commanders are not much more mature!"

Sharli touched his beard and said, "Yes, yes, it's much better than a few days ago." ”

"You have the air of a handsome, brother Fap, you are about to break free from the confines of a general. Russell squinted his eyes with a radiant face.

"Well, he's the one who says great wishes to the meteor, and the care of the gods has already had an effect. Decos smiled even more.

Grabbing his hair, Ling Xuan only felt a little redness on his face, and after grabbing his hair, Ling Xuan said to De Cos: "Strategist, don't make fun of Ling Xuan. Now the most important thing is the enthronement ceremony of Her Royal Highness the Princess, Ling Xuan said that beautiful fireworks should be set off in the sky over Danlu. ”

De Cos nodded: "Yes, this can also stabilize the people's hearts, and maybe subdue those nobles who stubbornly resist, this matter should be done in a hurry." ”

"However, in the matter of presiding over the ceremony, Ling Xuan is a civilian who doesn't even have the title of knight, and if you want to make it official, it's best to have a suitable candidate. ”

"The right person...... There is, what is the name of the subdued person embroidered with the elk family crest? ”

"Duke of Preston de Auvers. Melchior said.

"Yes, just that Prey, let him preside over the princess's enthronement ceremony, he will definitely be moved to tears! Decos nodded and laughed.

"Well, I really can't think of any other good candidates, but in the end, it's really frustrating to bow to the etiquette of the old nobles!" Ling Xuan shook his head, the orthodoxy of the kingdom is now carried by Ling Xuan, don't go to the end and become the second representative of Xiala!

"There's no way, this superficial work must be done, in the end it can save a lot of people. ”

"Yes, there are a lot of people who die!" Ling Xuan turned his head to the window, and the two bright moons hung tremblingly in the air, sprinkling a soft light into the dim room, as white as snow......

Although Preston surrendered to the Wandering Corps, he was not treated as a prisoner, and Ling Xuan still treated this rare noble knight accordingly.

He still lives in his old residence, but the guards around him have been replaced by soldiers from the Wandering Legion.

Out of respect, Ling Xuan did not summon him, but directly brought De Cos to visit, probably out of surprise, the Duke of Preston quickly responded, and met Ling Xuan in the main hall very formally.

"Let me be the master of ceremonies who presides over the ceremony, let me be imprisoned at this step?" Preston blinked, and then looked directly into Ling Xuan's eyes, as if he wanted to get some answer from there.

"Yes, if you think about it, if you want to make things official, you have to do it. Decos said with a smile.

"If a noble official wants to ascend to a high position in the kingdom, he will not be able to agree. Although Zai Xia has surrendered to your army, this is only to avoid unnecessary bloodshed, and it does not mean that Zai Xia will sell his soul to your army together. ”

Preston opened his mouth and closed his mouth, Ling Xuan's tone made Ling Xuan tingle for a while, and after rubbing his ears, Ling Xuan hurriedly said: "Ling Xuan didn't mean that, the one who really wants to ascend the throne is Her Royal Highness Princess Minavia." ”

"Her Royal Highness Princess...... It turns out that it was you who kidnapped His Highness in El Fasir!" Preston looked surprised, and couldn't help but shout, his upper body standing up slightly.

"Ling Xuan didn't kidnap the princess, they were saving, in order to prevent Yarufasir from being annexed by Elfasir. Ling Xuan didn't want Dan Ruis's nightmare to happen again. ”