The effects of Phytophthora potato disease are not just a thousand miles away.

From Kabul to Barihei, Zhu Zhanyan walked for half a month.

In the past half month, he passed through at least dozens of villages, cities, and human settlements.

There are no plants, no animals, no birds, but only people but land and rivers.

Those who sit on the ground and cry and cry to be fed.

"It's a pity that I didn't bring Zhan Qi over......"

Outside the dark city of Paris, Zhu Zhanyan looked at the soldiers of the Ming army who were giving alms, and there was some regret in his tone.

"His Royal Highness, this ......" Zhu Sanfeng smacked his tongue and stopped talking.

She naturally knew what Zhu Zhanqi wanted to bring Zhu Zhanqi for, this kind of scene was really an excellent educational material.

However, with this kind of material that is too realistic and too impactful to educate, even Zhu Sanfeng, who doesn't know how many people he has killed, feels a little too cruel.

"How good......" Zhu Zhanyan smiled, stood up, and walked towards the crowd.

……

"Are there any people who can speak Chinese, or are there any of our people who can speak their language here?"

Zhu Zhanyan looked at the waiting crowd in front of him and asked Zhu Ling next to him.

"Of course, there is, otherwise we would not be able to give." Zhu Ling lowered his head and took a few steps back.

"Your Highness, please wait, the villain will go and bring the man."

Zhu Zhanyan didn't speak, but waved his hand.

The so-called charity, but not to let these people eat, the Ming army itself is lightly armed, not much grain and grass, not to mention a bunch of oil bottles in Kabul once before......

The current charity is said to be charity, but in fact, it is just to give some rice soup to these victims.

Zhu Zhanyan picked up the big spoon and stirred it vigorously in the jar, and a few poor grains of rice poured up from the bottom of the jar with the flow of rice soup, but soon sank again.

This kind of almsgiving, if it is placed in the so-called "porridge can stand chopsticks, chopsticks fall to the ground", I am afraid that everyone will die.

But at the moment, being able to have rice soup to drink is a gift from Zhu Zhanyan to this group of victims.

If it weren't for the fact that Balihei was adjacent to the Amu Darya River and was not very far from Samarkand, the capital of the Timurid Empire, the Ming army would probably not have captured any food, let alone any relief.

In the Timurid Empire, where potatoes became the main food, it was really difficult to find rice, if it was not for Barihei but elsewhere, it would be really enough.

"Your Highness."

Just as Zhu Zhanyan looked at the vat in front of him and fell into deep thought, Zhu Ling's voice woke him up.

"Brought?"

Zhu Zhanyan turned his head to look at Zhu Ling, and then looked at the person beside Zhu Ling.

"The villain Nunara has seen His Royal Highness."

"Nunara?" Hearing this name, Zhu Zhanyan's brows curled.

"Where are you from?"

"Back to Your Highness, the villain is from Dhaka."

Dhaka, the plain of the Ganges, was also the first city that Zhu Zhan occupied when he first extended his hand to the Delhi Sultan.

"Will you say anything here?" Zhu Zhanyan pointed to the victims who were waiting for alms.

"If it's just a message, there's no problem, but if it involves something too deep, or a handwritten edict or something like that, the villain can't do it."

Nunara lowered her head, as if in shame.

"It's okay, that's enough." Zhu Zhanyan nodded and turned around.

"Tell them, change people, half a pound of food for one person."

"As long as the woman is young, the beautiful are given priority, the childless are given priority, and the relatives are given priority.

"Yes!" Nunara didn't hesitate, not even a single why.

……

"Your Highness......"

Watching Nunara walk into the crowd of victims, Zhu Sanfeng walked up.

"You're ......"

"Build a temporary flower building." Zhu Zhanyan smiled.

"Hualou?" Zhu Sanfeng was stunned for a moment, and immediately reacted.

"For the soldiers?"

"Yes, but not at all." Zhu Zhanyan nodded, but shook his head again.

"We are easy to manage our own people, they are all battle-hardened soldiers, maybe it will be a little uncomfortable to endure, but they are not unexperienced."

"But in comparison, those Ah San are not very good, they are not very easy to manage."

"Instead of pressing it all the time, it's better to let them indulge, but it's just this time, and the next time is estimated to be half a year later."

"In the same way, if you let the three indulge, but you don't let your own people go, it doesn't seem good, after all, it's your own people."

"So, you have to let them take it, they can't be too indulgent, not to mention hurting their bodies, their temperament will be wild, this is not good."

"I'll leave this matter to you, your reputation is enough, plus you are a woman, it is best and easiest to manage them in this kind of thing."

"Yes!" Zhu Sanfeng bowed down and took Zhu Zhanyan's order.

……

This kind of thing sounds like it is a matter of standing up, because this practice is one of the reasons why Zhu Zhanyan used to be very disgusted with the Japanese people, but now he has done the same thing.

But in fact, if he changed places and changed people, he probably wouldn't do it.

Ah San's inferior nature is well known to everyone, and the Bengal monitor lizard can't escape their poisonous hands, let alone people.

In order to prevent such a situation from happening in the future, Zhu Zhanyan could only let them solve it in advance, which meant that he had no choice, if he didn't have to leave some people behind to prevent the remnants of the high castes of the Delhi Sultan from making moths, he would have brought all his own people over.

At the very least, it won't end up being a result of taking Ah San out to fight.

Turning his gaze to the group of victims, Zhu Zhanyan's eyes narrowed.

It turns out that for the vast majority of people, being alive is the most important thing, and in order to be alive, they can do anything.

Even if it is to send away one's daughter, wife or even mother with his own hands.

Don't they know what is about to happen to their daughters, wives and mothers? No, they knew it well, not even more than they did, because the Timurid Empire had done this more than once.

As the so-called feng shui rotates, in the past, they forced others to do this, but now it is the turn of others......

No, it's not forced, it's voluntary.

Except in the Wa Kingdom, Zhu Zhanyan never forced the people to do anything, and it was the same here.

Of course, this is an exception for such a thing, because Zhu Zhanyan will not leave a person's life and death to his own decision, it is all ordered by Zhu Zhanyan himself.

Seduced by food, one woman after another stepped out of the crowd.

Before leaving, he was either reluctant to love his parents and burst into tears, or he seemed to be separated from his husband as if he was living and dying, or he was full of reluctance and love to hand over his children to his family......

However, Zhu Zhanyan was full of smiles.

It's good, it's good......

If you have created your own sins, you must pay them back by yourself.

If it weren't for this matter, as early as the first time he was stationed in Balihei, Zhu Zhanyan asked Zhu Sanfeng to screen and remove oil in the same way as when he was in Kabul, where would it be their turn to let them choose by themselves?

I also want to know that in Kabul, I was so determined and resolute to go to oil, why did I go to Bari as if I had completely changed a person, not only did I not go to oil, but I also gave relief?

It can only be said that everything has a reason.

……

Just when Zhu Zhan Yan wantonly plundered the resources created by natural resources and manpower, even including people, Samarkand had already become a mess.

The outbreak of late phytophthomycosis was not sudden or overnight, but early signs.

However, the high yield led to the fact that potatoes had long been a staple in the hearts of the Timurid Empire, which led to the fact that people did not pay much attention to the early signs of late phytophthora disease.

After planting grain for several years, and harvesting every year, how can the yield suddenly be reduced or even wiped out?

People in this era do not have such a high level of awareness, nor do they have so many ideas, when they first encountered a reduction in potato yield or even a complete harvest, they only thought that it was caused by natural disasters, or they were blamed on people, thinking that people's laziness led to the reduction of potato yield or even the end of the harvest.

The initial lack of attention was exchanged for an even greater disaster.

When he received that more than seventy percent of the entire Timurid Empire, or even more places, had been lost, Shaharu was stunned.

Yes, confused.

Even if the whole world is encircled, which ruler has faced such a thing so far?

In the past, no matter how outrageous people encountered, it could not reach the point where more than 70% of the country's land harvest was lost.

Opening a position for disaster relief, this is Shaharu's first reaction, he thinks so, and he does it.

At first, he didn't think there was anything, even if it was an unprecedented catastrophe, but his enemies Khalil and the Ottoman Empire were facing the same dilemma.

It doesn't matter if you are weakened, as long as the enemy is also weakened, it is equivalent to no change.

But......

"Daddy! You can't continue to open a position for disaster relief! Ulugh Beg looked at his father eagerly, his tone full of anxiety.

"The Ming army is personally led by Zhu Zhanyan this time, and the famous female devil is accompanying him, and now he has arrived in Barihei! As long as they cross the Amu Darya, they will be close to the royal capital! ”

……

Shaharu sat on that supreme throne, panting sharply.

At first, he thought that the potato harvest was a natural disaster, but the large area made him realize that something was wrong and turned his attention to man-made disasters.

It wasn't until he received the news that Zhu Zhan Yan led troops into the country that he unwillingly told himself: This is really a man-made disaster.

It's not that he can't think of it, it's not that he can't see it, it's all because he doesn't want to.

Wise I, without any possibility, snatched half of the huge Timurid Empire...... No! It's half the control! The unification of the Timurid Empire is just around the corner!

But now...... He was actually tricked, and he was played with by others, or for seven years!

So far, Shaharu still can't imagine how Zhu Zhanyan did it, because according to his cognition, he can't imagine this level at all.

Problems with potatoes? The correct answer was rejected by Shaharu at the outset.

Potatoes have also been planted, and they have also been planted in the Indus River Plain, the Ganges Plain and even the Indochina Peninsula, how can there be a problem?

Questions? There was a question, why didn't he send it to the Ming court? Obviously, the court treated him so unfairly, and it was clear that he had countless reasonable reasons to do so.

"Daddy!"

Ulugh's shouts woke Shaharu from his fugue.

(End of chapter)