Chapter 52 Arable Land

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As he was talking, a large contingent of gorgeous and extravagant nobles came to him. The caravan hurriedly took refuge on the side of the bridge and gave way to the wide road on the bridge.

The team carried flags of different colors, yellow, red, blue or green, depicting various iconic shores, lion faces or dragon patterns, or multicolored symbols or architectural signs. All kinds of colors and colors. It's a sight to tell at a glance that it's not a group.

Walking in front were several mages, ranging from young people in their twenties to old men in their fifties. They rode on tall, well-toned, shiny horses, dressed in mage robes of various colors and styles. There are bright red ornate gold-rimmed mage robes, white solemn black-patterned mage robes, and blue folded vitality mage robes. Some people are holding simple gold-colored long-rod staffs engraved with upright incantations, some are holding strangely shaped purple-black twisted staffs, the head of which radiates a round of dark purple light, which makes people palpitate, some people wear a pearl necklace the size of a quail egg, containing changing seven-colored flashes, which is a manifestation of magical energy, and one old mage wears earrings inlaid with a square obsidian the size of a middle finger, which is gorgeous and steady, and strange and majestic.

They are all riding on horses with their heads held high, and at first glance they look like "no one in sight".

But they have the qualifications!

When the team was still far away from Dong Hezi and them, they could feel a surge of spell fluctuations surging like a tide, and even Dong Hezi himself had a feeling of being suppressed. Judging from the situation of the Yuan Shen's investigation, the strength of these mages is above and below the fifth-order arcane, and the magic items they carry on their bodies are not only numerous, but also very high-level.

And Le Lin, who was wearing the "Arcane Vision Ring", saw a burst of intense colorful light rushing towards her face! As if she was staring at a dozen colorful suns, those intense spell aura pierced her eyes, and the pain was as painful as a pinprick, which was simply unbearable! In the end, she simply took off the ring and removed the arcane vision. Looking at these mages angrily with beautiful eyes, his disgust for this profession invisibly deepened.

Grimm's eyes were filled with greed and envy, and his eyes were rolling around, from the hats on people's heads, to the gold and silver buttons, spell badges, to the demonized belts and spell shoes. Leave no one to chance. His mouth seemed to be whispering: "These guys are wearing gold brick clothes, when will I have such good equipment!"

The next thing that passed was the four-wheeled carriages with beautiful shapes and intricate decorations. Surrounded by clerics and fierce warriors in armor, they were guarded. Although the number of those priests was as rare as that of mages, their spell fluctuations had also reached the level of fifth-order divine magic. Refer to Parik, who is also a fifth-order priest, and he is really a group of guys who are not easy to mess with.

The boss leaned over and whispered, "This is the lord of all places." The previous mages are all supported by them for a long time, and the tuition and equipment costs are borne by the lords, while the mages have to bear the obligation of besieging the territory and making low-level magic tools. However, the relationship between them is not that of a knight, but a contractual relationship, and the better ones can become friends. ”

Dong Hezi nodded, and then thought that this boss and the mage beside him also had this kind of "offering relationship". Mages need a lot of money to advance, and wealthy lords and merchants provide for these mages and even befriend them. When the mages reach the advanced rank, they can bring high-level helpers to their territory or open up the way to the upper level for their own business. It can be regarded as a combination of the intellectual elite and the power (wealth) elite.

It seems that some things are the same tone in ancient and modern times, in China and abroad, in the original world and in different worlds.

The team went out of the city, and the avenue in front of them was really wide.

On the open plain was a paved road with four four-wheeled carriages running in parallel, winding its way towards the horizon. It is flanked by leveled fields, and some farmers are engaged in spring ploughing activities.

Watching the emerald green sprouts spread out like an endless carpet into the distance, Dong Hezi's mood changed - he finally arrived at the earth-like area of human activity. It's not like the other day, when I was wandering around in the ravine all day, and my eyes were full of strange plants, and I couldn't touch anyone.

However, the good mood did not last long, and in the middle of the night, he found that the plains on both sides were empty of fields and crops, but overgrown with unknown tall "weeds". It was still so barren that I didn't see a single acre of farmland until the sun was about to go down.

Dong Hezi finally couldn't help it, turned his head and asked the boss: "I see that the terrain here is as smooth as a carpet, and the soil is fertile and watery." Why don't you reclaim it for farmland? What do those lords do every day? Don't they come to see this kind of bending down to collect money? What a waste of thousands of natural fertile land? It's really heart-wrenching to see. ”

The boss looked at him in surprise, and after stammering for a long time, he asked, "You~~ Don't you even know this?"

Dong Hezi's face did not change, but he was stunned in his heart: Oh no, he said the wrong thing again, and he was going to show his feet.

So he slowly excused himself: "I have been living with my teacher in the remote mountains, where I experience the magical changes of the atmosphere. My teacher was very strict in teaching and never allowed us students to go down the mountain lightly. It wasn't until recently that my magic skills had improved so much that he allowed me to come down and walk. So I don't know much about things here. Please advise. ”

The boss was relieved in his heart, the god of the qi element was also notoriously not fond of caring about mortal affairs, and sometimes he didn't even care about the affairs of his own believers. It is not surprising that such deities have some reclusive servants.

So he elaborated: "Because these fields can't grow crops at all! Growing wheat does not bear fruit, but planting cabbage is smaller than a fist, no matter how much water you pour and how much fertilizer you use. Only weeds and these Papana grasses grow smoothly. In fact, more than 100 years ago, only within ten miles of the city of Rodriscuy could be cultivated. ”

"But we walked dozens of miles today, and it was all farmland. It's just that I don't have it when I get to this area. Dong Hezi asked.

"That's because it cost a lot of money to build the temple of the goddess of the earth, and with the help of the goddess, after nearly a hundred years of divine transformation, the arable land was expanded to the current dozens of miles away. Otherwise, you won't be able to see the farmland soon after leaving the city. ”

"Really can't grow any crops?" Dong Hezi was surprised in his heart, this is too evil.

The boss said with great certainty: "As long as it is eaten by people, it cannot be planted! For example, this land can be planted with Galweston vegetables that the greenfield spirits eat, and each grows one by one, and each one is half a person tall. Therefore, there are always large and small goblin tribes who come to this area to cultivate and cultivate in order to survive. In order to expel them, the lords of various places have to send their armies around every year to patrol the area, killing all the little monsters and plucking out their Galveston dishes. Otherwise, this would have become a country of green land spirits. ”

Dong Hezi hurriedly asked, "What kind of Galweston dish, can't we humans eat it?"

"Of course you can't eat it!!" The boss was taken aback by Dong Hezi's "ignorance", glared at him and said loudly: "This kind of dish, people will be chronically poisoned if they eat it! Have you never seen it? It's miserable! There is no problem with eating it at first, but after eating it for two months, your hands and feet will become weak." If you stop at this time, you can slowly recover, otherwise if you continue to eat, you don't want to eat every day, and you will vomit when you eat any human food, but you will be fine with Galweston food. However, this is not a good phenomenon, because people will become thinner and thinner, and even a strong man of 200 pounds will become like a rib in a month or two, and he will not even have the strength to hold a spoon! In the end, the muscles of the whole body cannot exert strength, and he cannot open his eyes, speak, open his mouth to eat, and even have difficulty breathing. Just starve to death or suffocate to death! Do you say miserable? Not to mention people, even cattle and sheep can't eat that thing, and although they won't die, they are also very emaciated, like zombies. ”

According to the boss, the plants in this land have evolved special toxins, and ordinary animals cannot adapt to this change, but the goblins that everyone looks down on are like fish in water. Then he asked, "Since grass can grow here." Why don't you raise cattle and sheep here? ”

The boss looked at the "ignorant" priest helplessly, and had to say patiently: "Didn't I say it? And it can destroy the growth of ordinary grass. You see, only one-tenth of the grass grows in such a large area, and the rest is Papana grass. Cattle and sheep have to pick and choose for a long time if they want to eat a little, and they can't be strong at all, so they can only guarantee that they won't starve to death. That's why people don't come here to graze. On the contrary, some deer like to eat them, and after eating them, they will run, and if they don't, they will get sick. Therefore, it cannot be kept in captivity, and can only be hunted with labor. ”

Dong Hezi looked at the vast "meadow" that could not be seen at a glance, and asked helplessly: "With so much land, crops can't be planted, and grazing can't be done." Just let it go for nothing?"

"Then what can be done?" said the boss, "what can we mortals do but ask the Earth Goddess to expand the arable land a little bit every year?"

"Is this the case elsewhere?" Dong Hezi turned his head and asked again, "Is there any arable land for hundreds of miles in a row?"

The boss smiled and said, "Yes, it's all the territory of some big countries." Medium-sized countries like Hereford are made up of this kind of fragmented arable land within a radius of several miles, tens of miles. And those small countries are even worse. ”

After the sun went down, the caravan began to set up camp on the green plain to rest. Dong Hezi walked to the grass on the side and carefully observed the "Papana grass" through the faint light.

I don't know if I don't know if I don't see it, but I'm shocked when I see it -- this "grass" actually has strong scales and sporangia on it! Where is this "grass"? It's a kind of dwarf fern at all! (Note: Grass is an angiosperm.) )

Dong Hezi pondered: Even ferns should not be eaten by cattle, sheep and horses, it seems that these ferns have evolved to fight against ordinary herbivores, so that they can prevent them from digesting effectively.

Human intelligence no longer has absolute superiority in the face of these miraculous evolutions.

Dong Hezi thought worriedly, and slowly walked back to the camp where he was singing and dancing. The people there were gathering around a large campfire to celebrate the hunt of a strong deer.

Four or five days later, the team reached the border of the Duchy of Hereford.

Here, the plains turn into hills and sparse forests, and a border town about the size of the town of Harmonville stands on one side of the trade road.

"It seems that there are very few robbers here," Dong Hezi said to the boss with a smile, "and with this simple town with a mixed structure of wood and stone, a large group of gnolls can take it down." ”

The boss nodded, "There are really not many robbers, and sometimes some green spirits or kobolds will come here every summer to try their luck." However, they are too small, don't have good equipment, no high-level spells, and don't have enough food, so this kind of town can handle it. ”

Dong Hezi asked, "What about the gnolls?

The boss said casually: "There are mountains on both sides of the walk, and the gnolls who live in them have been slaughtered and eaten by those rough dwarves." The two races are feuding, and when they meet, they will kill each other. ”

Dong Hezi noticed that he used the word "they", apparently treating dwarves as animals. Combined with what he said the other day, it seems that the relationship between dwarves and humans is very poor.

The caravan is getting closer and closer to the humble town.

Surprisingly, there were many caravans gathered outside the city. Everyone crowded around the city walls, feeding horses or playing cards, sleeping boredly or gathering to brag. A lively and leisurely scene.

However, caravans should not stay in such a small place where there is no business to do, let alone be so leisurely. The boss suddenly became nervous, not knowing what was going on in front of him. He ordered the group to stop, and then ordered several men to split up to inquire about the situation.

The men separately questioned the large and small caravans under the city walls, and after a while they all came back to report: "The kingdom of Escobar and the kingdom of Mansiket have gathered three or four thousand men in the plain area in front of them to prepare for war in order to compete for a crystal mine. We can't get by!"

"it!" The boss scolded: "It's not annoying for two countries with bigger farts to fight back and forth! That crystal mine is not big, and hundreds or thousands of people will die for it, so it's not worth it at all! I think the two kings have their heads in water." ”

The few who came back said, "I heard that the price of crystals has increased fourfold, and it will rise again! Later, the prophetic mages of Giffin City used their spells to detect that there was a bigger one under that small crystal mine." ”

"Ah!" the boss exclaimed, "Why has it risen so outrageously this year? It's too bad, with such a big profit, these two poor little countries will not stop without dividing life and death." I don't know how long it's going to be!"

He kept lamenting, "How can I be so unlucky! If I can't get the goods to Giffen City in time, I will be violating the contract of the Smarno Chamber of Commerce." It's over! When the loan shark comes up, my life will be over!"

Border area of the Principality of Hereford.

On a large open plain, two armies of thousands of men stood against each other. Not only did they set up camp, but they also brought in stout logs from the distant mountains to make large fences, large tents, towering lookouts, various vehicles, and other war equipment, and prepared for a long war.

But God didn't do it, at least for now.

In his simple tent, the king met with a village chief, the head of a large village next to the crystal mine.

The village chief, who was over sixty years old, walked tremblingly as if he was about to fall down at any moment, making people feel nervous. However, his spirit was not bad, and he was not unfettered, and he was not unhurried by the mighty and fierce generals in the big tent, the hideous felt made of beast skins, the bloody axe and sword, and the king with shining golden armor, as if he were surrounded by his neighbor next door.

He knelt down to the king with great difficulty, and after a flattering word without nutrition, he stepped into his proper body: "Spring ploughing will be coming these days, and I hope that your mighty army will do its best to start a war with the enemy and end the battle." Otherwise, the people in the village would not dare to go down to the fields to cultivate, and if they miss the farming season, this year's harvest will be over. And the goddess of the earth will also blame. ”

The old king was also in his late teens, and he wore thick armor and a thick red cloak to protect against the cold and humidity of early spring. He has a crown made of pure gold on his head, but the crown is really "not fancy". Even the edge pattern and the string of runes in the middle are crudely made, as if they were typed out of a goldsmith's shop in some small town. And there are no gems on it, just cheap pearls set on it as a substitute. The clothes of a rich man in a big city are dozens of times more gorgeous than his!

There was no trace of the legendary "king's shelf" on his face, but he asked with a sad face: "Do you also send someone to the opposite king of Mansickt to say the same thing?"

"Yes, wise King Escobar. The old village chief said, "It is your business for the two countries to compete for the crystal mine, but now that the battlefield is located here, it affects the work of us farmers. Your grain up to the crystal mine has always been supplied by our village at a fixed price, and if this leads to a poor harvest this year, there will not be enough grain to sell to the owner of the crystal mine. At that time, whoever won on either side had to spend a lot of money to buy food in other places. The merchants who heard the wind will take the opportunity to raise the price of grain higher than the sky, and it is the winner among you who suffers. ”

The old man, with a sophisticated expression and a fearless face, continued: "Therefore, please start a war between your two countries as soon as possible, so as not to delay agricultural production. I think the two wise kings will be able to understand our painstaking efforts. ”

"Of course I understand. The king smiled helplessly: "I will consult with King Mansickt and try to start the war as early as possible." You can rest assured that you will not miss this year's farming. After speaking, he ordered someone to send the old village chief out, and he didn't dare to slack off.

"Are you really going to start the war early? Our magic equipment isn't ready yet! The two mages in Giffen City still haven't delivered the goods we ordered. Once the war starts, we will lose. A strong man in his twenties with a short golden beard stepped forward and said urgently. He was dressed in a golden cloak and glittering armor, and he looked like a golden man. It was even more majestic than that of a king.

The old king waved his hand helplessly and said, "Dear duke, don't be in a hurry. As far as I know, King Mansickt didn't have many magic tools either. Our two countries are still even, and if we start a war like this, neither side will suffer. ”

He pondered as he said, "And if the war starts like this, the number of dead and wounded will probably be smaller." After all, neither side has powerful magic tools. This is also a blessing for the soldiers. ”

The strong man with the title of duke still insisted: "However, we have always been preparing for a long-term war, and now we have suddenly changed it to a quick battle, I am afraid that the shape will become unfavorable." Are we really going to change our plans for the sake of a single Dreyfus village? This is a war between two nations!"

The old kingdom sighed and said, "This is all because I didn't think about it well, so I led to this situation. Don't underestimate that village, they are only a village in name, but in fact they have arable land within a radius of nearly ten miles, with a population of six or seven hundred. That's more than a fifth of your territory. And you know, the noses of the big merchants are more agile than flies. As soon as they knew that this year's harvest was not good, they would join forces to raise the price of food. Do you remember a few years ago, when China's grain production was reduced due to drought, they raised the price of grain by six or seven times?"

He sighed again and said, "We don't have much surplus grain to support the production of the mine this year." If you don't do it, you will have a situation where you will occupy the crystal mine but you won't be able to make money. Even if there is surplus food, it can be used as a reserve for war against the insatiable dwarves. It is very difficult to support the production of a large mining area. ”

The duke hesitated and said, "But once the crystal mine is in hand, it will continue to bring income." If you lose money in one year, what about two years? What about three years? One day you will be able to earn it back with interest. ”

The old king smiled helplessly: "You are so based on the current raised price, but is it possible that the price of crystal ore has always been so high? I'm afraid it won't last long. ”

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