Lord Witch, please don't resurrect me again!

Kuman nodded at this time, he took another sip of ginseng milk, and said: "My friends are very brave, worthy of the talents I value. However, have you forgotten how my uncle died? He died of arrogance I can't make the same mistakes again. Leoric has long been prepared for the north, and if I take the initiative to attack, I will be right in my arms, so I will force Leoric to strike first."

A blood crow landed on the outer window sill, Kuman opened the window and teased the crow's mouth with his fingers.The cruel red crow was as docile as a kitten in front of him, rubbing his face against his hand.

"Only by these crows?" asked Miuro.He stepped forward, looked at the crows on the window sill, and the flocks of black birds on the wall in the distance, and couldn't help sighing: "The shamans you control the crows are exhausted, three are crazy, dead You have lost two, and you yourself have been insomnia? I heard that controlling crows takes a lot of effort, I'm afraid you won't be able to hold on, my lord!" Muro said and began to cry, and the other three good friends also cried, What they cry is the truth, there is absolutely no falsehood.

Blood Crow once learned a kind of spell called "heart communication" with a respected old shaman - it is said to be a spell, but it is not magic, because mind communication does not require magic power and does not involve any supernatural metaphysics. A way to control people's hearts by means of language, demeanor, behavior, rewards and punishments.All the "good friends" he has "confidante" to have become his most loyal subordinates without exception, dancing like puppets under his control, and dying for him all day long.

Blood Crow is naturally charismatic and intelligent enough, and most importantly, he has no bottom line in doing things, which allows him to get twice the result with half the effort when using the "heart-to-heart technique".

At this moment, the four "good friends" were about to break their hearts when they thought of Mr. Kuman's mentally exhausted appearance.

"My friends, I don't want you to cry for me!"

As he spoke, Kuman walked up to the four people and kissed their foreheads one by one, just like the master of the Temple of the Heavenly Father blessing the believers.When outsiders watched this scene, they felt weird and disgusting, but the four only felt moved.

Then Kuman said: "You are right! Indeed, the crow alone is not enough to make Leoric submit, but we have another card."

"What card?"

"Hungry!" Cuman said with a sneer, "Leoric's food won't last this winter."

The four good friends looked at each other, and the bald man from the "Plateau Remains" said: "Wild Wolf City has always been a land of fertile water and soil, with sufficient food and grass, how could it not survive this winter?"

"I have a way to make him survive this winter," Cuman said.

Kuman looked into the distance, which was his voodoo workshop. Inside the stone-built hut, the witch doctor was cooking thick soup in a large pot. Thick dark green smoke was coming out of the three chimneys, lingering in the sky like snakes.

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Chapter 280 Two: Powder Snow

Although the severe winter came, waves of refugees poured into Wild Wolf City; at this time Leoric stood on the city wall, looking at the long line of refugees, he couldn't help but feel sad.

The area around Wild Wolf City is indeed a place with rich water and soil, but no matter how rich the land is, it cannot withstand the devastation of war.Since the war between the barbarians and the demons five years ago, the great plains of Middle-earth have been transfusing blood to the front line.Although the people in Middle-earth are not starved of food, they are always on the verge of starvation.Immediately afterwards, the Crow King's [-] troops marched south, and now the Blood Crow and Leoric are at war. Every war requires money.This piece of land was harvested crop by crop by the nobles, leaving only cold soil to the people.And it's not too late to reach this level, the horse thieves are rampant, killing and setting fire, doing all kinds of evil, they loot the seeds and shoots that have just been planted on the soil, leaving no hope for these poor people.

Whether herdsmen or farmers, there is nothing they can do to face this year's severe winter.This harsh winter became the straw that broke the camel's back. The production environment in Middle-earth almost collapsed, and widespread famine was inevitable.

Among the refugees, there were young men and women, old people and children, and all of them had a lifeless expression.There is only suffering in them, but there is not a grain of corn in them.Rough skin like black canvas is scraped on top of the shriveled flesh, and the flesh is tightly bound to the bones. Young people are still somewhat human, while old people and children are as thin as skeletons.

"It's too miserable, this year is too miserable..." Drogcamus sighed, "There were disaster years in previous years, but I have never seen such a tragedy."

Philip on the side snorted coldly and said, "This year is not a disaster. The harvest this autumn is good. I heard it is the best harvest in the past five years!"

Blozer said: "No amount of food can stop the consumption of war. I heard that the Crow King used to transport food to the northern front line by car, car and car, and it still couldn't fill the bottomless pit."

Shia was guarding under the city wall. According to the rules left over from when Teves governed Wolf City, the victims were reviewed, identity certificates were issued, and statistics were made.

"How many disaster victims can Wild Wolf City accommodate?"

Philip said: "About thirty thousand."

Leoric said to Drogcamus next to him: "Okay, I need you to make a trip tomorrow, near the ancient water horse road, and persuade the surrounding herdsmen to come to the wild wolf city to take refuge from the cold, and I will build a refugee camp for them." , regular distribution of relief meals."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Let the mother and daughter of Zhuoge Kamiao do this. They are still the patriarchs in the hearts of ordinary people and have a certain reputation.Although this can only help a small number of people, this kind of policy must be in place, and people outside cannot feel that Leoric has given up on them before the war.

"I don't like this," Growin muttered under his breath.

Philip glanced at him and reprimanded in a low voice, "Big Beard, what are you talking about!"

Growen blew his beard and stared at Philip, and said, "You're still talking about me! Didn't you scold me last night?"

"My... personal opinion." Philip looked away.

Leoric heard the conversation between the two, and asked, "What are you two talking about?"

Philip's eyes flickered, and he didn't dare to look directly into Leoric's eyes; Growin snorted coldly and muttered, "I don't think food should be wasted."

"Speak directly." Leoric said.

Growen snorted resentfully, like a cow, and said immediately: "Why do we use the grain from the swamp to help the barbarians? Our children still don't have enough to eat!"

Leoric nodded and said, "That's a good question."

This is indeed a serious issue. Not only Growin will have opinions, but the soldiers below must also have complaints about Leoric's behavior.The Northern Expeditionary Army obviously fought for the plateau people—to recover their homeland, for the fertile land, and to keep everyone fed and clothed... However, everyone must have a negative attitude towards aiding the barbarian victims.

Leoric explained: "First of all, no one is hungry in the swamp this year—even if there is, it is much less than in previous years. There are two reasons for this. First, when the wild wolf city has a bumper harvest in autumn, I transported a lot of food to the swamp with the army; second, the big swamp is now managed by Teves, and the eldest princess's talents are far better than the old and frail old king. In addition, without the obstruction of the nobles, she must feed the people."

"Uh..." Growin pondered for a moment, "I don't know these things."

"It's not your fault, it's my fault that I didn't tell you the inside story, which caused everyone to misunderstand." Leoric patted him on the shoulder, and continued: "As for why we aid the barbarians, there are two reasons. The first reason is that we need population, more population. Among the people you see, there are both young laborers and women of childbearing age. The former can serve as soldiers or become productive forces; the latter can create productive forces. You see , that's a pregnant mother!" Leoric said, pointing to a woman on crutches, "I'll keep her, give her food and shelter, and as long as she survives, her son will fight for me .”

"The second reason - let me ask you, Growin, Wild Wolf City is now my land, are the people on that land my people?"

"Yes, of course it is," Growin replied.

"So am I going to watch my people starve to death? As long as these people obey the law, pay taxes, and serve in the military, I have to be accountable to them."

"I know everyone is worried—there are blood crows and famine again these days, but don't worry, I will never starve our people, nor will I waste any tax money."

Hearing what Leoric said, the confusion in Growin's heart disappeared, but Philip still said worriedly: "Marshal, this is good, but our food reserves are in a state of tightrope walking, we have to subsidize In the rear, we have to provide relief to the victims and feed the soldiers... Yesterday I did a calculation, and we have no surplus for this winter. Food is nothing else. If a bag of rice is missing, a person may starve to death. If there is something wrong with our food at this juncture..."

"You don't have a crow's mouth!" Growin cursed.

"Of course I don't want to cause problems! Do you know how many people I have sent to protect the food and grass? I also specially borrowed many elf mages and flower fairies. It's just, just... my eyelids have been twitching for the past two days, and I don't know Is it a good thing or a bad omen..."

Leoric nodded silently, thoughtfully.

In the middle of the conversation, suddenly a messenger ran up the city wall. It was obviously a severe winter, but the soldier was sweating profusely.The man went straight to Philip and whispered a few words, Philip's expression changed immediately, and then he said to Leoric with a look of panic: "Your Majesty, it's really not my crow's mouth, the warehouse...the warehouse seems to have an accident. ’ he said in a low voice.

"I knew it - let's go! Go and see." Leoric said and waved his hand, and everyone followed Leoric down the city wall.

……

On the way to the grain warehouse, Philip babbled like a madman, saying for a while, "It's all my fault!" and then saying, "It shouldn't be, I sent so many people." Then he asked Leo Rick, "My lord, I'm going to die, but you won't really kill me, will you?" Obviously Philip, as the warehouse manager, is very concerned about this matter.

Leoric said calmly, "We'll talk about it when I get to the scene."

A few days ago, those blood crows began to wander above the warehouse.Leoric had guessed at that time that the blood crow might attack the grain and grass, but he didn't know what method he would use.Before that, Philip could only take strict precautions. Philip was also very caring. He almost ate and lived at the door of the warehouse. When he opened his eyes every day, he would go to the warehouse to check the situation of grain, bacon, pickles and other foods. It can be said that he has done his duty.

It's just that the enemy will always do something you can't imagine.

When Leoric and the others came to the granary, they saw that the gate was opened twice, and the rice in the warehouse was piled up like a mountain. At first glance, there was nothing wrong with it.However, Leoric could vaguely smell a strange musty smell. He had also been to the grain warehouse before, and he had never smelled such a smell.This musty smell is light, not pungent, and has a little weird sweetness.

Philip said wonderingly at this moment: "It seems that there is nothing wrong? What's wrong?"

The soldiers guarding the barn were all ashen, and no one dared to speak out.At this moment, Philip felt that something was wrong, so he strode into the house, muttering to himself as he walked, "What's wrong with it? Maybe you've misjudged it..." He seemed to be unable to smell the strange musty smell.

Leoric also walked in. He lowered his head and picked up a few grains of grain. He frowned and said, "The color of this grain is not right..."

Philip let out a few weird dry laughs, and said, "What's wrong? My lord, don't be joking..." He picked up a few of them as he spoke, and suddenly his face changed, and the rice turned a weird pink color!And when it was in front of it, there was a weird musty smell.He exclaimed: "What's going on here?" He grabbed a guard next to him and cursed loudly: "How the hell do you look at the barn? I didn't let you live in the barn and check every hour One more time!"

The soldier caught by Philip's collar shook his head in panic, and said, "My lord! We have been inspecting according to your arrangement, every shift has been carefully inspected! But, very suddenly, we found that, uh, many grains had changed. Powdery and musty."

Philip picked up some pink millet and said, "Is it powdered? What happens if it is powdered? Can the powdered ones be eaten?"

The soldier whispered: "I'm afraid I can't eat it..."

Philip shouted: "Nonsense! Have you tried it and said you can't eat it?"

The soldier burst into tears and said with a sob: "I'm sorry, my lord! We tried it, we tried it last night, it was bitter, we cooked a pot of porridge last night, each of us ate half a bowl, it was so bitter that we couldn't swallow it! Everyone who finished eating had diarrhea, and they are still not well today! Later we fed it to the livestock, and even poisoned a pig to death!"

Philip was so angry that his head was smoking, he slapped the soldier twice, and cursed: "Damn it! You found out last night, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

The man cried: "We thought that only a few rice grains were moldy, so we didn't tell you. We didn't expect so much moldy rice suddenly today! So I have to tell you... Please don't kill me!"

"So many? How many?" Philip said, throwing away the soldier. He walked towards the barn with straight eyes, stepped into the grain pile, and then picked up a handful of grains, only to see half of them in his hand. It is good, half of it is powder, and there are many millets in a state of half good and half powder. Seeing this scene, Philip shouted like crazy. He picked up a handful of pink rice and raised it up. The moldy pink rice is like It rains like rain.

"It's all fucked up! How could this be? Wasn't it fine the first two days?"

Leoric picked up a few grains of millet and observed them carefully. Crop diseases are a blind spot in his knowledge, but there is some knowledge in the principles of herbal medicine that can be used. He observed the pink rice and rubbed it gently with his hands. , it turned into powder, and the smell of mold became more pungent.Leoric said: "This should be some kind of fungus with a strong spreading effect. It should not be formed naturally, and it is probably poisoned by the enemy."

"Poisoning?" Philip looked horrified—poisoning and the like already belonged to biological weapons, which were very strange and unheard of to the soldiers of the Northern Expedition.

At this moment, Philip suddenly remembered something. He grabbed a soldier and asked, "Is it just your warehouse, or is there something wrong with other warehouses?"

As soon as the words fell, a messenger ran outside and said, "My lord, pink rice grains were found in No. 2, No. 5, No. 6 and No. 7 warehouses! Some are in serious condition, and some have only a few."

"Hurry up! Harvest the grain!" Philip cried anxiously. "Everyone go to harvest the grain and separate the good grain from the bad grain. Hurry up! Every second of delay, one more person will starve to death!"

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A shaman wearing a black cloak and a crow feather crown came to the hot spring hut and said, "I have something to report."

The tall dragon guard at the door replied: "Your Excellency, you need to soak for another 5 minutes."

The shaman said, "It's an important thing." He thought about it, and added, "It's a good thing."

The dragon man shook his head and said, "It will take 5 minutes. You have been with Lord Blood Crow for so long, don't you know? He must soak in the hot spring for enough time every day, otherwise the cold poison will attack."

The shaman nodded and said, "Oh, I thought he was cured."

"That's not a disease..." The dragon man pondered for a moment, but didn't continue, "Just wait a little longer."

"it is good."

After a while, the sound of water came from the house, and the dragon man saw that the time was just right, so he let the shaman in.

As soon as the shaman entered the house, he heard the blood crow greet him and say, "Oh, a good friend is here! What good news have you brought me?"

The crow shaman peered through the steam and saw the blood crow sitting on the edge of the bath.There are strange lines under the blood crow Kuman's skin, and the lines exude ice blue light, which is particularly dazzling compared with his red flesh.And a few seconds later, the ice blue lines lasted for a few seconds before disappearing.

The crow shaman said: "My lord, our Crow's Eye has detected the situation in Wild Wolf City. It seems that the 'powder snow' has taken effect, and now Leoric's granary is a mess."

"Well done." The blood crow nodded, and he didn't seem too excited. Perhaps for him, this was expected.

The shaman continued, "But Leoric seems to be trying to salvage what's left."

"It's useless." The blood crow picked up the herbal soup on the table and took a sip. This medicinal soup is mainly made of purple river car, and there are seven tonics in it.

"One particle of powder snow mixed into the granary will destroy the entire granary."

Blood Crow picked up the cloak next to him and draped it over his shoulders, saying, "Pass my order, the whole army will set out tomorrow to besiege Wild Wolf City!"

"I want to take this city without bloodshed!"

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The situation in the granary is far worse than everyone expected.

The phenomenon of "pink mold" appeared to varying degrees in all ten grain warehouses. In the past three days, everyone rescued grain day and night, filtering out the bad grain by screening and sedimentation, and leaving the good ones. The pink poison has corroded the entire granary, and even the filtered good grain is moldy at a speed visible to the naked eye.In the end, none of the remaining grain remained.

As the soldiers said earlier, these pink mutated grains have no effect and are somewhat toxic.People ate it and the pigs died, so Leoric had to transport a lot of grain out of the city, or burn it, or bury it.On the day when the food was shipped out of the city, there were countless blood crows circling in the sky. They chirped and twittered, as if they were mocking the plateau people who were about to starve to death.

Scholars said: "This is a curse, a curse from evil gods!"

The shamans said: "This should be a product of voodoo. We have heard that the voodoo warlocks in the north combined the magic of the demons to develop a more destructive witchcraft."

Shia said: "The flower fairies speculate that the enemy seems to be poisoning through crows, but the strange thing is that all our warehouses are tightly locked, not to mention crows, and even flies can't fly in. .

Selawi guessed: "I saw water seeping occasionally on the roof of the granary. Could it be coming in like this? After all, only a small drop of that poison can destroy our warehouse."

Growin frowned and said, "If the savages came over at this time, wouldn't we be very passive?"

"I'm not afraid that he will fight, but I'm afraid that he won't fight." Veteran Blose said even more worriedly, "If we encircle and don't attack, we will be miserable. We can only starve to death, or be forced to go out of the city to fight a decisive battle."

Philip said: "It's all my fault. I apply for resignation and apologize to Your Majesty."

Now, it's useless to say anything, the food is gone, no matter whether it is punishing Philip heavily or finding the reason for the moldy food, the food can't be brought back.

Leoric thought to himself: "Blood Raven Cuman" is probably on his way.

Leoric's prediction really came true. That night, Fairy Hua reported that the army of God Finger City had gathered, and the vanguard had already set off. They were heading south, apparently heading straight for Wild Wolf City. According to this speed, it would take seven days at most. The army of blood crows will come to the city!

Form is imminent.

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Chapter 280 Three: "I'm A Little Worried About Blood Crow Cuman"

The atmosphere in Wild Wolf City was extremely tense. All the regiment leaders here are veterans. They knew exactly what they were facing—severe winter, lack of food, strong enemies, and isolation. A negative buff together?After learning about the departure of the Blood Crow army, the regiment leaders hurried to find Leoric and asked him about countermeasures.Even Bloze, who has always been stable, panicked. He said anxiously: "Commander, the blood crow is coming to us! What should we do? We must either go out to meet the enemy and catch him off guard, or quickly withdraw our troops and return to the swamp. Once he surrounds Wild Wolf City, everything will be over! Commander, please make a quick decision!"

Blose deserves to be the most experienced veteran, with a thorough analysis of the situation.

Now that there is a food shortage in Wild Wolf City, if you stick to the city, you will definitely not be able to survive this winter.Therefore, there are only two roads before the Northern Expeditionary Army. The first one is to attack immediately!Use offense instead of defense, raid the blood crow army, and then attack God Finger City, feed war with war, eat his food, and live in his house!Although this one is risky, it can be regarded as survival. If the bet is correct, miracles can be created.

The second way, the front team changed to the back team, abandoned Wild Wolf City, and retreated to the Great Swamp; although this one was suffocating and uncomfortable, it could preserve the vitality in this way, and keep the green hills, so there is no fear of no firewood!

The cadres of the Northern Expedition Army were also divided into two factions at this time. One faction was the "reckless faction" represented by Growen, including Philip, Shi En, Steer, and Serawi.Said, since there is no food, fuck it!If you win the battle, you will be glorious, and if you lose, you will die with glory. It is better than staying in the city and being a king.As for abandoning the city and fleeing, that is even more impossible!I eat the meat in my mouth, can I still spit it out?shame!