Mythic version of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 6529: Thousand Years of Accumulation

After the first wave of thirty ships of food and grass arrived, Pei Qian was obviously much more relieved. With this batch of food and grass, even if the subsequent forty ships of food and grass did not arrive on time, the three families in the Persian Gulf would at least be able to survive this year with difficulty, and would not suffer the death of hundreds of thousands or even millions of people in a year.

"The first batch of food has arrived. We need information on the second half." Ahmada came to Pei Qian as soon as the food arrived.

After a brief thought, Pei Qian tore off the lower half of the information and handed it to Ahmad. Ahmad had a serious expression on his face, and after receiving the lower half of the information, he wanted to turn hostile. To be honest, he had thought about snatching the information directly from Pei Qian.

But on the one hand, Pei Qian himself has guards, and on the other hand, paper materials are very easy to destroy. Once Ahmada takes action, if Pei Qian sees that things are not going well and destroys them directly, then all this work will be in vain.

After all, over the years, the Kushans had few opportunities to obtain information from the Han Dynasty, and this kind of information involving talent structure and ideas was the first time they had seen it.

Therefore, even if Ahmadabad wants to turn against them, he has to consider whether he can get it from other places. However, looking at the current situation, Ahmadabad is somewhat worried that the three Persian Gulf countries do not want to trade at all and just want to get some food and grass.

"If you give us the remaining quarter now, we can guarantee to deliver forty ships of food and fodder within the next ten days." Ahmada flipped through the information in his hand. He had memorized the first half of the document over the past ten days. He knew at a glance that it was indeed the original copy, and the content was exquisite. But precisely because of its exquisiteness, the remaining quarter was needed.

"You only have one quarter of the food and grass to transport here." Pei Qian said calmly. The first thirty ships were all filled with refined grain, the so-called Indian indica rice. That kind of long and thin rice tasted very good. Such a large amount of refined grain was enough to save the three Persian Gulf countries from the death of hundreds of thousands of people this year.

"Go, burn one third of the indica rice." Ahmada said calmly to the grain merchant. There is no basis of trust among us. Although I don't know why you want to exchange this kind of information, I said at the beginning whether you need our shelter, and you said no, then I have to think about what's wrong with you.

"Let's take a gamble. In the eyes of the other party, information is more valuable than food." Pei Mao replied in Pei Qian's mind with a fierce look in his eyes, "This is actually the first transaction. Let's take a gamble!"

After all, the number of people who died in war and the number of people who died in famine are completely different things. In the ten years of land war between the Han Dynasty and Rome, there may have been only about one million casualties. In famine, the three kingdoms in the Persian Gulf could kill one million people in a year. You should know how to choose if you use your feet.

It was only after the arrival of the second round of forty ships of supplies that the plan of robbing the robbers was carried out. But facing the situation in Ahmadada, it seemed a bit impossible to carry out the plan.

Similarly, looking at the oath sworn by Ahmad on the opposite side, as well as his previous action of preparing to burn food, we know that the other party also has the intention of defrauding, which is very uncomfortable.

"No matter how hard we try, thirty ships of indica rice are indeed enough for us to get through, but it's just barely enough. Even if we have mobilized all the people to collect all the wild grasses and vegetables in the fiefdom, it will still be difficult to survive even with the rationing system." Wang Bin said with a frown.

"Beigui's oath is still worth some money, but I can't agree to this kind of national affair just because of the oath." Pei Qian shook his head and rejected Ahmada's proposal. He was not talking nonsense, but was very realistic. The Gujarat state is nothing!

Although Ahmada did not find out why the three Persian Gulf countries needed so much food, Ahmada at least knew that the three Persian Gulf countries were in great need of food, otherwise he would not have used this kind of information to exchange food with them.

At this moment, Pei Mao's voice came into Pei Qian's mind, "Don't talk about it. It's obvious that the other party wants to rob the thieves. The thirty ships of food and grass are all indica rice, with no coarse grains. Combined with the food and grass we smuggled from other states before, even if it's not enough, we can use the rationing system to get through the locust plague. Let's strike first and gain the upper hand."

"It's a headache. I wanted to say that even if the deal doesn't work out, we still have friendship, but there is no basis for trust between the two sides." Pei Qian said with an unhappy look, "I originally hoped to hold on until the second round and get the food from the forty ships behind. Since your strength is not weak, even if we don't want to trade, we have to give you some materials before we can leave. But you are so direct, there is really no way to trade."

The three countries in the Persian Gulf are not easy to deal with. Although they have prepared for the worst, they will definitely not be polite if they can rob the thieves. Who would be willing to trade with the Kushans with real money? If they have any choice, it will not be a good idea.

The three of them looked at each other and made up their minds.

Wang Bin and Zhang Fan were both a little nervous at this time. Although they both had the idea of ​​robbing other thieves, after all, it was better not to be used as a scapegoat if possible. Who wants to die if they can live, let alone live a very decent life like them.

"I can swear on the state of Gujarat that if you give us the remaining information now, the next forty ships of food and fodder will be delivered here within twelve days." Ahmada looked at Pei Qian and said. He also knew that both sides were afraid of both ends. Pei Qian was afraid that if he gave the information, they would not give the rest of the food and fodder, and they were afraid that after the rest of the food and fodder was transported here, Pei Qian would not give the information.

"Use the trump card to quickly defeat Ahmad, but do not kill him. Let him go back with the incomplete information. Bet that he will not give up and will come back with some food and grass to trade. Of course, if he still dares to come, his strength will be much stronger than it is now." Zhang Fan lowered his head and thought for a moment, then made a quick judgment.

Can so many people die in a war? Of course not. Moreover, if so many people die in a war, the righteousness of the three countries will not be defeated, nor will the local naturalized people become hostile. But if so many people really starve to death, not to mention the local naturalized people, the hundreds of thousands of people brought from the country will become hostile to the three countries in the Persian Gulf. That's starvation!

"What if they set fire to the grain?" Pei Qian asked through his consciousness.

The two parties were stuck here. This was the most difficult part of a zero-trust transaction. It seemed that the other party was always trying to defraud them. What was even worse was that Pei Qian knew very well that he had the intention of defrauding them. It would be best if he could not provide the information. At worst, giving incomplete information was also good.

Pei Qian's face darkened. The three Persian Gulf parties were a little too eager in this matter, and they were caught in the act. The problem was that they could not help but be anxious. They even took out this information to attract a real master who could take charge. However, being too eager was indeed a fatal loophole.

"Don't think too much, just do it. We are in the Persian Gulf. We must use all our cards at all costs. We can quickly defeat the enemy." Pei Mao spoke sternly to Zhang Fan and Wang Bin. Among the three of them, only Pei Mao had the real ability to command troops, and he acted decisively.

So what should they do? Is there any need to think about it? Of course, they should get food. As for the rest, they can talk about it later. If they can't get through this stage and millions of people really starve to death, then it won't be a matter of the death of one family head. If the imperial edict of Chang'an comes down, all three families will be finished. Maybe Chang'an won't even have to ask for it, and the three families will be punished by the surrounding families.

As for whether the black-on-black thing will cause any impact, the two sides are warring countries. Who cares about the so-called impact? Black-on-black thing is based on my own ability, why should I spit it out?
Therefore, from the very beginning, the three families in the Persian Gulf planned to first trick the food and grass over, and then kill the people. As for whether killing a person at the level of a principality would anger the Kushans and cause them to send troops to fight them to the death, is this a problem? If they did not trick the food over, the three families, including the local naturalized people, with a total population of two million, would have at least half died.

Just as Pei Mao expected, it was the first transaction after all. Although Ahmada had some ideas, he didn't really intend to just go out and make a scene. The so-called burning of grain was just a threat, and only one ship had kerosene for burning grain.

After all, if everything was really to be burned, Pei Qian was so angry that he destroyed the remaining half of the information. For Ahmada, that would mean he would get nothing and lose food and grass. In addition, Pei Qian had handed over half of the information to Ahmada so directly last time. Ahmada thought he could bluff the other party and get the complete information first. Ahmada did prepare forty ships later, but he would not mind if he could cheat some other information.

The war broke out quickly. The three families in the Persian Gulf pulled out all their trump cards except King Xiang. Ahmada immediately burned the food, but faced with the huge water giant rising from the sea, the flames just rose and were washed away. After so many years of tossing and turning, the spirit god mode of Hanoi Zhang family has at least taken shape. There is no hope for the magma version so far, but the sea giant version of the spirit god has really been created. Even if it can only last for a short time, it can still be used to bluff people.

"What do you mean!" After being suppressed by the cloud, Ahmadda and the guards around him all looked a little ugly.

"It means that we are not threatened. We agreed that the entire set of information can be exchanged for seventy ships of food, so we must exchange it for seventy ships of food." Pei Qian looked at Ahmada and said coldly.

Without waiting for Ahmada to answer, Pei Qian continued, "If you don't threaten us, we don't want this either. Send them back. If you want to continue the trade, send us food. If you don't want to, forget it. You have already obtained information on more than thirty ships of food."

Ahmadda and his party were released by Pei Qian, and then the three families in the Persian Gulf immediately organized personnel to deliver food and grass to the basement. Currently in the Persian Gulf area near the Red Sea, the personnel sent by the three families have seen a small number of giant African locusts flying from the Red Sea, which means that the second round of locust plague has been brewing and has entered the state before the outbreak.

"The next step is to bet on whether the other party will escort food and grass over. I guess they will. After all, they have already prepared the food and grass. The only problem is that the food and grass sent this time will not be like these thirty ships which are all high-quality rice." Zhang Fan said with a sigh.

"It's good to have something to eat. To be honest, even if what they sent me is dried wild vegetables, I can accept it. It's better than having nothing to eat." Pei Mao said calmly. It's already this day and age, the African desert locusts have flown across the Red Sea. Who cares about whether the grain is refined or not? A little grass to eat is enough.

"Yes, have you ever eaten grass?" Wang Bin asked Pei Mao.

"When I was in the Central Plains, I was at least worth two thousand stones. No matter how miserable my life was, I could still have a bowl of porridge. There was no way I could have to eat grass." Pei Mao said with a curl of his lips.

"Then I don't know what's wrong with your brain. After leaving the country, you have to eat grass, right?" Zhang Fan said calmly, "God will give great responsibilities to this person, so you have to endure some hardships. Just think of it as for future generations, so eat."

As he spoke, Zhang Fan pulled a grass stalk from the side and handed it to Pei Mao. Pei Mao took a look and found it was dogtail grass, the prototype of millet's biological mother. He put it in his mouth expressionlessly, chewed it twice, and swallowed it. Eating grass, brother is now also a professional.

After all, in the situation in Central Asia, the best way to win the hearts of the people is to let the people eat grass. They also eat grass, and everyone eats grass!
In Rome, the Senate had actually received news from researchers in Africa at this time, but they did not take it too seriously. They thought they were just locusts, nothing to be afraid of.

However, when the first wave of locust plague took shape and the Kingdom of Kush pleaded for rescue troops, the senators of the Roman Senate felt something was not good. Then, after the professionals from the Han Dynasty arrived, the senators of the Roman Senate were completely paralyzed!
"How much!" Pompianus raised his voice by more than ten degrees, even sounding a little hoarse, and stared at Gan Jing with wide eyes.

As an astrological calendar family that stood at the forefront of the world and owned large astronomical telescopes, the Gan and Shi families also had their own reputation in Rome. After all, after Rome came into contact with the Han Dynasty, they also realized the importance of the agricultural calendar.

The problem is that Rome has such a large territory that it would take decades to develop a professional agricultural calendar, even if all the experts in astronomy, astrology, climate and geology in Rome were gathered together to come up with a qualified agricultural calendar.

There is no way. This kind of thing looks simple, but it is really deadly. In fact, even in later generations, the time nodes for farming in the Central Plains are still calculated in accordance with the agricultural calendar and more accurate climatology. These things are essentially no different from thousands of years ago, except that later generations have computers and can calculate more accurately.

Therefore, after realizing the existence of the agricultural calendar, the reputation of the Gan and Shi families naturally spread to Rome, because Rome was also organizing people to work on this, and the more they worked on it, the more they felt that this thing was profound, so naturally they placed the Gan and Shi families in a higher position.

In fact, the same is true for the Han family. When they were in China, it was okay. After all, the Gan family and the Shi family had been researching for thousands of years, so it was fine if they were roughly the same.

But after going abroad and arriving in a new place, the major families became more and more aware of the significance of these two families. Farming really requires scientific methods. They regretted that they were ignorant in the past and should have borrowed more people.

Therefore, when the head of the Gan family, protected by the internal energy leaving the body, came personally to the Roman Senate to issue a notice of the locust plague, the entire Roman Senate was paralyzed.

"According to calculations and estimates, the last wave may exceed 200 billion." Gan Jing said expressionlessly. He also felt it was outrageous, but after his own people who were conducting research in North Africa and East Africa sent Gan Jing the overwhelming real-life images of the first round of locust plagues, Gan Jing felt that 200 billion might be a bit conservative, and it might be more.

God knows how many billions the first wave was. If the first wave was not tens of billions but hundreds of billions, Gan Jing felt that 200 billion might really not be enough.

"Two hundred billion?" Pompianus felt dizzy and his eyes went dark. He, who was originally standing upright, fell directly into his chair. A group of people around him reached out to help him up. After a while of treatment, Pompianus woke up.

"All the grain-producing land in Upper Egypt is gone." Pompeianus looked desperate.

"I guess the eastern provinces and the Mesopotamia are also finished." Gan Jing muttered on the side. Pompianus almost fainted when he heard that. There was nothing he could do. Rome really couldn't withstand such a blow.

"The Seraphic Ring, the Roman Empire needs the Seraphic Ring to save Rome!" Pompianus was stunned for a few seconds before making a prompt decision, "Blow up the entire East Africa, blow up the places where the locust plague may occur, blow them up, blow them all up!"

All the senators in the Senate who heard the tragic news finally regained their normal color and were no longer so pale after Pompianus mentioned the Seraphic Ring.

After all, the senators who could make it to the Senate could not be pure waste. They knew to some extent what it meant if the granaries of Upper Egypt, the eastern provinces, and the Mesopotamian region were all hit by disasters. Millions or even tens of millions of people would die. Without these two most important grain-producing areas, food supply would become a big problem.

However, as Pompianus mentioned the Seraphic Ring, the senators of the Senate instantly calmed down. Indeed, they still had a killer move, the Seraphic Ring, and it was not a big problem. Just like burning the Lord of All Spirits, they could burn off the locust plague in East Africa!
"This locust plague was caused by the Seraphic Ring." Gan Jing sighed and then demonstrated the ocean currents and world climate cycles taught by Chen Xi on the planetary image. There was no other way. Without demonstrating this, it would be impossible to convince Rome to use the Seraphic Ring.

It is very exquisite, and the scientific basis inside is such that smart people can understand the value of this thing just by taking a few glances. At this moment, the bigwigs in the Senate who understand astronomy and climatology are staring at the image of the planet's climate cycle in Gan Jing's hand.

Chen Xi knew very well that he should not give this thing, which was the embodiment of the wisdom accumulated by world climatology for thousands of years. But in the current situation, if he did not give it, Rome would definitely use the Seraph Ring. They were aware of the impact of the Seraph Ring on the climate, but could not realize how big it was.

　It's another day when I know the plot only a few minutes earlier than the readers. Sigh
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