In the age of agriculture, food production was a country's top priority. The growing locust plague soon attracted the attention of the Alpha Kingdom.

The Emerald Palace, with the frequent emergency reports from all over the country, Caesar III was not in a good mood.

"Have you found out about the locust plague?

Is it naturally occurring?

Or is it artificial? ”

Faced with the king's soul-like torture, the ministers bowed their heads one after another.

If the cause of the locust plague had been so easy to find out, it would have been solved long ago. The provinces are not in a hurry until now.

Unlike other things, the royal capital can also send reinforcements from masters. In the face of a locust plague of this level, even if all the masters of the whole country are concentrated, there is no guarantee that it will be extinguished.

All you can do is to find the worm king who has transformed into a monster as soon as possible. The rest of the insect swarm can only be used by the dirt method: smoke and fire.

Of course, it is also indispensable to organize human hunting and killing. Cloth, net, ...... Snapping, it's all routine.

In the world of the Lord of Dawn, the inaccessible existence of the locust god can't scare the nobles.

"Your Majesty, the plague of locusts came so quickly that it broke out almost simultaneously in several provinces, and then quickly spread to all sides.

Judging from the corpses of the insect kings killed, some of the insect kings do have the possibility of artificial cultivation.

To be sure, we need more samples. It's best to be able to catch a living Worm King.

However, even if it is determined that it was artificially planned, it is difficult for us to determine which side is responsible for the murder based on the available information. ”

The Grand Duke of Newfoundland replied stiffly.

When he meets a strong king, the prime minister's life is not destined to be easy. Caesar III was too shrewd, and the routine bureaucratic operations of thinning mud and playing tai chi were not good here.

Knowing that the true answer was unsatisfactory, the Archduke of Newfoundland still spat out the truth.

"As long as it's certain that it's artificial, then that's enough. There are many big forces that have the ability to plan this, but there are not many who will attack us.

Either the orcs did it, or the Holy See did it. Even if they act in the name of a cult organization, they can only fool children.

Pass the order down, and the insect king will catch it alive as much as possible. If they can do such a thing, then we can't blame us for revenge. ”

Caesar III said indifferently.

The truth often doesn't need to be so accurate. Anyway, there are only two suspects, and whoever did it is the same.

Other big forces either have no enmity with the Alpha Kingdom, or they need the Alpha Kingdom to be a good goalkeeper.

There's no motive to get off the black hand, you can't just eat enough to hold on, jump out to find excitement, right?

You know, there is also a cost to creating locust plagues. If you want to make a scene, you must at least cultivate a worm king.

The vast majority of locusts only have a lifespan of two or three months. For them to be promoted to become Warcraft in such a short period of time, the price they need to pay is not a star.

Even if the insect king is made, this thing will not be controlled. The Monster Insect King with wisdom will not be foolish to be manipulated by others.

It is the instinct of living beings to set off a locust plague, but in which direction to release the plague and when to set off the locust plague are all up to the insect king himself.

There are even insect kings who can cross several countries alone and then set off an army of locust plagues.

Don't look at the unlucky Alpha Kingdom now, if it can't contain the disaster. It is not known how many countries may be affected in the future.

The probability of planning this kind of action and lifting a stone to hit one's own foot is not low at all.

Now, for example, just suspecting that the locust plague was man-made, Caesar III felt that he had a copy of his enemies.

Happiness lies in sharing.

The plague of locusts, such a rare thing, how could it be enjoyed by the Alpha Kingdom alone?

Even if it's a mistake in judgment, it doesn't matter. Anyway, the pit is the enemy, and no matter how big the mess is, it is a great joy worth celebrating.

"Your Majesty, you still need to be cautious about revenge!

Just the Holy See, that's it. Anyway, now that everyone has turned their faces, even if it is discovered by the Holy See, they can't do anything about the kingdom.

As long as no evidence is left, the countries of the mainland will also have to see the Holy See deflated. No one will be on their side.

But the Orc Empire is different. Once it encounters a locust plague, it is very likely that the orcs will invade the south in advance, and the kingdom will ...... at that time."

Before the Archduke of Newfoundland could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Caesar III.

"Count the days, a new round of orc invasion of the south, it's almost time to start.

Emperor Bimeng, the three hundred years of the old immortal have passed, and the youngest son was also forcibly supported by him to the position of crown prince.

It seems that the situation is very good, and the Lord and the faction firmly have the upper hand. But how long do you think that old immortal can live now?

Even if that old guy doesn't die, Crown Prince Alex is dead.

The Bimon are warlike by nature. Any young crown prince who takes the throne is a representative of the main battle faction.

Emperor Beamon, although his prestige is very high, he is still old after all. The appearance of a crown prince who is the main battle can also upset the current balance.

This is still the case with the Imperial Court, not to mention the other Imperial Courts. One by one, I couldn't bear it for a long time, and the day of the orcs invading the south is not far from us.

Whether there is a plague of locusts or not, it will not change that. Instead of waiting to be beaten, it is better to give them a little trouble first.

At the very least, a great famine would reduce the number of their vassal races. Save them from always engaging in beast sea tactics and disgusting people. ”

War is even more necessary in disaster years.

It may sound a little incomprehensible, but politics is magical.

If the locust plague is not very harmful, the Alpha Kingdom, which is still accumulating strength, will naturally not do things at this juncture.

But once the disaster expands, and even affects the food production in the coming year, then there is no way to go directly to war!

Asking for help does not necessarily mean that you can get food from other countries. But once the orc empire invaded the south, none of the surrounding neighbors dared to say that they would not give food.

As one of the most powerful countries in the human world, once the Alpha Kingdom collapses, the probability of the surrounding neighbors blocking the Orc Empire's troops is also not high.

At that time, it will not be a battle of righteousness and interests, but a life-and-death struggle between the two races of humans and orcs.

Countless races suppressed by the Terran may take the opportunity to launch a counterattack. If you are not careful, the position of the continental overlord of the human race will be lost.

In a more serious way, there is even a risk of extinction.

It was a big gamble, so to speak. The stakes are not only on the Alpha Kingdom, but also on the fate of the entire human race.

It seems a little irrational, but for the Alpha Kingdom, they must participate in such a gamble.

It was precisely because he dared to gamble and was able to force the Terran countries to the gambling table together, that the Alpha Kingdom was able to block the soldiers of the beasts for hundreds of years.

If you were a little weaker, in the face of the threat of orcs, cut one city today and lose two cities tomorrow, the Alpha Kingdom would have disappeared in the long river of history.

……

Early the next morning, Hudson was awakened by the maid in his sleep. After a hurried meal, they joined the assembled team.

Both knights and magicians stepped on their horses. Under the leadership of Earl Pierce, they went straight to Arbor County.

The feeling of galloping on a horse is really fascinating, but there is some pain in the kneecap and some injuries in the buttocks.

At one point, Hudson wanted to abandon his horse and ride a bear instead. At the very least, Bear Stearns was steady enough to not worry about being bumped down.

It's just that everyone is riding a war horse, and even the legendary fragile magician lady is showing the demeanor of a female knight at this moment.

Sure enough, the legends are all lies. The mage's body is fragile, but compared to knights of the same rank, compared to ordinary people, the body bones are still much stronger.

It's not that there are no fragile magicians, but those weak chickens are not qualified to appear here.

Everyone is there to exterminate locusts, not to go out on an outing. The kind of mage who puts a few spells and gets tired of himself is purely a burden.

Poor self-esteem made Hudson give up the idea of riding a bear.

After all, there were so many people present, and there were not a few who owned Warcraft, and all of them chose to ride war horses.

The public reason is that the monster is too powerful to run, and it may disturb the residents along the way.

Noble lord, when did you pay so much attention to people's livelihood?

Hudson said his knowledge was somewhat inadequate. Compared to this reason, he would rather believe that these guys can't command their own magical beasts.

Highly intelligent creatures, who doesn't have a little dignity?

If you dare to use Warcraft as coolies, you must be ready to go to the battlefield and be prepared to kill you.

is like his own bear, which appearance did he not pay?

Adhere to fair trade, everyone takes what they need, in order not to repeat the tragedy of Chiyou's unlucky bastard.

Fortunately, the war horse with a trace of demonic blood, its staying power and explosive power have been greatly enhanced. Hundreds of miles away, directly from the morning to the evening.

Except for the Knights, which consisted entirely of knights, only the Air Force had this speed. If other troops dared to run so wildly, they had to toss and scatter the soldiers.

Looking at the familiar faces who came out to greet him, Hudson felt very cordial, as if he had encountered the warmth of spring.

It's not a one-way person, and it doesn't enter a door.

Teaming up with a group of cultivators was also a kind of torture for Hudson.

Either they don't speak, and once they do, the topic is basically inseparable from cultivation. Even if you don't talk about cultivation directly, after a while, everyone will automatically move on to the exchange of cultivation experience.

This hurt Hudson, a mid-level magician/knight. Let's listen to it, I don't understand it, and it's easy to be led astray by these guys.

In particular, some bizarre ideas are simply constantly pushing Hudson's cognitive limits. If you are accidentally fooled and lame, and cultivate according to the ideas they discussed, no one knows what will happen later.

Although these guys kept claiming that it was their original cultivation method, it was because of these methods that they had their current strength; But Hudson was convinced that this was nonsense.

Who would be stupid enough to hand over their cultivation method if they were not related to each other? This is the ability to eat and pass on the family, and even the disciples may not necessarily teach it.

Even the details are explained so clearly, it is clear that he wants to fool the mice into cultivating and provide them with data reference.

If you don't listen to it, these voices keep coming to your ears. made Hudson think that these guys wanted to calculate him, and deliberately set him up.

It was only when he saw Earl Pierce, who also looked depressed, that Hudson abandoned this idea. The indiscriminate attack is clearly to fool all the geniuses into it.

The effect, naturally, is not very good. Genius, no one is a fool. If you haven't finished learning your own inheritance, how can you be a guinea pig for others.

If you were so stupid, you deserved to die. At least now he was fooled, and it was only he who died. In case someone fools you in the future, the whole family will be unlucky.

Seeing each other should be a thing worth celebrating. But now that the locust plague is about to break out, everyone is really not happy.

In order to recuperate, the welcome banquet was waived. All the activities are simple, even the old friends I met before did not come to catch up at this time.

This is undoubtedly a wise decision. After a day of tossing, my body is about to fall apart. Hudson was so, and the others weren't much better.

The strong are strong-willed and able to endure pain that ordinary people can't bear, but that doesn't mean that everyone won't be tired.

Arriving at the county seat does not mean that the mission is complete. Tomorrow we will go out to intercept the army of locusts, and in order to reduce losses, it is inevitable to go deep into the neighboring provinces.

In this regard, the Governor's Office has come forward to communicate, and it is not Hudson's turn to worry. Now it is just a matter of preparing for battle, and in case of an army of locusts, don't hold back.

As for the fight, that's a bear thing. Hudson's combat strength is mostly on the bow and arrow.

Who has ever seen a bow shoot locusts?

There is no banquet, and there are still few small meetings. As the master of the main combat force, Hudson was very honored to be present.

……

"The situation has changed, and I just received a magic message from the royal capital. There is a possibility that this locust plague can be controlled by man, so let's try to catch the king of insects alive as much as possible.

Reinforcements are on their way, but don't get your hopes up too much. Our task is to find out the king of insects from the army of locusts, and luck is more important than a few more masters. ”

This is a fact, the army of locusts is not a big threat to everyone present. In all the locust plagues, it is rare to hear of a master killed.

As he spoke, Hudson could clearly feel the eyes of the crowd converge on him. His intuition told him that the task of finding the Worm King was pinned on him, the "son of luck".

At this moment, Hudson suddenly understood why he was so valued. In addition to the bear that can fight, everyone also looks at his luck.

"Shura Warrior God"

The sequelae of the character set broke out.

Legendary things, too much has happened to him. Although most of them are artistic processing that makes the story legendary, there are many coincidences, and everyone can't believe it.

In normal times, this kind of "luck" character is the easiest to deter people.

Extraordinary as a last resort, no one wants to be against the "son of luck". Historical experience tells us that going head-to-head with the son of luck usually doesn't end well.

has enjoyed the dividends brought by the "human design", and must bear the corresponding backlash. Fortunately, this time I was just looking for the insect king, and the safety was guaranteed.

Locusts, those small beans. Even if he is promoted to Warcraft, his combat power is the lowest among Warcraft.

If it weren't for the fact that the insect king flies fast and can command the locust army to fight, its little combat power would not be taken seriously by everyone at all.

"Your Excellency the Governor, if the locust plague is controlled by someone, then is the Worm King also controlled?

The insect king controlled by people, as long as it is willing to hide. It can completely avoid our ears and eyes, pretend to be an ordinary locust, and from any corner, you can sneak into our southeastern province.

It is difficult for ordinary magicians to distinguish between the king of worms and locusts, let alone ordinary people. This will inevitably make it more difficult to find out the Worm King. ”

Hudson decisively sacrificed the Dafa of throwing the pot.

Since the royal capital said that the locust plague may be controlled by humans, it is easy to explain that he can't meet the insect king.

"Rest assured, Baron Hudson. The insect king is not so easy to control, and the monsters have their own dignity.

Even if you force them to sign a master-servant contract, you can't get them to really cooperate. Even the insect king may take the initiative to expose the identity of the controller.

Next, we just need to be on guard. It is believed that the great Lord of the Dawn will bless his followers, and will never let the locust plague go on! ”

Earl Pierce replied formulaically.

It's all correct nonsense, and even the object of the pot has been chosen. If you can't catch the Worm King, it means that the Lord of Dawn is not blessed, and it is not that he, the governor, does not work hard.

……

The province is full of stormy locusts, and the plague of locusts has swept the land, and the wheat and soybeans that are not yet ripe are ...... It's all in the belly of this group of demons.

That's not enough. It was as if the army of locusts, which could never get enough to eat, not only devoured the crops, but also the weeds and leaves in the fields.

The locusts devoured everything they could, and the armies crossed the border, as if the whole world had fallen into dead silence.

After evading the army of locusts, the noble lords organized serfs to come out and kill the remnants of the locusts.

The scattered army of insect catchers is full of despair written on the face full of vegetables.

"It's a disaster year!"

Old farmers with a little experience know that in this year of catastrophe, it is the greatest luck not to starve to death. Wanting to have a full meal is a dream.

Without any surprise, the nobles issued orders to cut rations. Not only did the food standards of the serfs decline, but also the food standards of many minor nobles themselves.

Even if the broth was distributed at the moment, the meat grains could still be seen faintly, and everyone looked at the food in the bowl, still without the slightest joy.

The locusts devoured everything, and there was not enough forage on the ground, so the nobles had to slaughter their animals in pain.

A good meal now means even longer years of hunger in the future.

Looking at the food, you can see that rye has temporarily withdrawn from the staple food, and everyone eats all the food in advance, and it is difficult to preserve the grains for a long time.

In this depressed world, a special caravan is constantly shuttling through the fields.

The main business of the caravan was to buy the cattle slaughtered by the noble lords, pickle them, and ship them to the big cities for sale.

Such a genius idea, ordinary people would definitely not be able to come up with it. The other caravans only bought furs, and they didn't even spare meat.

Exclusive trading is not the same as making money. Unless it is an aristocratic lord, there are very few ordinary people who can enjoy pickled meat products.

Especially in this year of great disaster, when people have money, they will only give priority to purchasing food rather than extravagant meat products.

None of this affected the old man's decision, because even if his trading was not profitable, he never lost money.

No matter how garbage the goods are, in the end, there will always be a big wrongdoer, and they will be purchased at a price beyond the market.

"Grandpa, these locusts are actually gnawing wood!"

Walking in this oppressive world, the innocent voice of the little girl became a source of joy in the caravan.

It's just that this time everyone is really not happy. Locusts gnaw wood, which is definitely not a good thing.

If all the locusts had evolved this territory, the disaster would have been even worse.

Maybe wake up and the carriage is gone. It was definitely a disaster for the caravans walking in the disaster area.

"Guna is amazing, you've found out. But these locusts are not a good thing, and if you touch them, you will have to trample them to death! ”

As he spoke, the old man kicked out a pile of rubble and shot out, killing all the locusts in front of him.

The accompanying guys were also busy, constantly checking for locusts mixed into the convoy. As soon as it is discovered, thunderous measures are immediately taken.

"Grandpa, you're a liar! Last time, people saw ......"

Without waiting for the little girl to finish speaking, the old man covered her little mouth and patiently advised: "Little girl, don't talk nonsense!"

These locusts have mutated and are highly poisonous! If you want to eat meat, grandpa can make it for you, but you can't be greedy......"

The little girl looked at the old man with an aggrieved face, when is she going to eat locusts, it is clear that it is......