There is an extra camp for refugees in the woods outside Harmony Village. Standing on the edge of the camp, all I saw were skinny guys. It is inaccurate to say that they are human, with deep sunken eye sockets, shriveled flesh and numb eyes, they are more like dead bodies.
These people have no shack, no food and clothing, so they suffer in the dead branches and leaves. The village brought out a few buckets of soup, and there were few people who could hear them out for dinner.
The old Borg has a headache for this refugee camp recently, "I have lived in the Black Forest for decades, and I have never seen such a miserable moment.
People are dying every day, and people are dying along the way. There are too many dying to count. I want to save them, but our food is just enough. "
Zhou Qingfeng walked into the camp and patrolled. Many refugees have died in the camp at random, unable to wait for relief. After he came out, he ordered the old dwarf: "Send someone to cremate the body. Those who only breathe will also send them on the road."
Ah..., the old dwarf thought Zhou Qingshan would be merciful.
Zhou Qingfeng thought about it more carefully, and then ordered: "In addition, send people to Coldwind City, take the initiative to take in the worthy ones, don't let them die halfway. As for the food..."
For nearly half a month, Archbishop Dimitri of Whigburg failed to deliver the dried earthworms. He is currently raising more and more earthworms, and the accumulated inventory is just used to feed the refugees, and it should be able to raise an additional four to five hundred people.
But for the increasing number of refugees, that little earthworm is far from enough. Zhou Qingfeng saw a lot of human tragedies on the way back to Harmony Village. The battle for kingship made the rich and powerful only care about themselves, and the civilians were constantly dying.
"You must kill it, kill it!" Zhou Qingfeng didn't talk about how to solve the problem. In fact, he couldn't solve it. This damn foreign world is a problem that lacks food and has no solution. "Stay in the Black Forest, Lao Tzu will also be trapped to death."
Instructed the useful refugees in the old Borg shelter to execute the useless people. In a bad mood, Zhou Qingfeng could only go back to the village administration building to see if he had completed the preparations for war.
"Victor, you are away for two months. In these two months, we have stocked 80,000 arrow shafts, 50,000 standard arrows. Thirty sets of heavy armor, 100 sets of light armor, 2,000 standard spears, and five One hundred inlaid iron shields, two hundred standard crossbows, and eight hundred long swords."
Inisa reported to Zhou Qingfeng on the output of the forging yard and the lathe workshop. The figures reported made him doubtful, "We stock up so many weapons and arrows? Didn't we mean to sell them to the country?"
"Who buys it?" Inisa asked back. "There are so many adventurers in the village, and they can't consume too many arrows. As for shipping and selling, all the capacity has been transferred to Banshee Fort to take advantage of you."
Snap..., Zhou Qingfeng patted his forehead by himself, "Well, now the carriage will come. Hurry up and sell some weapons and equipment. We can't use up so many weapons."
The mobilization ability of various forces in different worlds is poor, take the strongest Banshee fort in the North as an example. The newly formed knights have fewer than 50 members, and the wizards have more than 30 members. Originally, the city owner’s guard was only about five hundred, and there were a large number of mediocre armed attendants in it.
The Banshee Fort has a population of more than 30,000, and a tenth draw is the limit of mobilization, and that is only three thousand troops. To mobilize to this level is desperate, production is stagnant, consumption is skyrocketing, and there is no way to continue for too long, otherwise the economy will collapse.
Coldwind City is even worse. It is great to mobilize a thousand people, most of whom are serfs. As for Zhou Qingfeng..., he couldn't mobilize many troops to leave the Black Forest and fight for a long time.
Inisa estimated that at most 300 people would be dispatched in Harmony Village for half a month. No matter how long and long, the food shipped out will not be enough to eat halfway. So there are indeed too many weapons made by the Forge, and there must be a bigger market.
Just...
The battle for kingship is about to break out, but Zhou Qingfeng predicted that the fiery arms trade did not appear-a bunch of poor ghosts whose economy is on the verge of collapse have no spending power at all.
"With so many weapons and arrows, if I don't fight, how long will I have to use?" Uncle Zhou thought of a joke.
In the Cold War, all countries were preparing for World War III. The industrial powers prepared aircraft, artillery, tanks, and warships. The growers clinked, and they could only produce low-grade weapons, including four grenades per capita.
As a result, there are so many grenades..., you may not run out of them if you don’t fight the Three Wars.
Although the situation facing Uncle Zhou is not so exaggerated. But his previous preparations were all for fighting, and all resources were used to expand military power. If the war does not start on time, he will be unable to hold it first.
In the entire Northland, Zhou Qingfeng was not ranked in terms of strength. But when it comes to poor warriors, he is definitely the first. Because most of the other lords are defunct, they don't even have the mind to fight.
"No, no, this situation is absolutely unacceptable." Zhou Qingfeng took advantage of the Banshee Fort, and obtained a lot of food, cloth and other materials, as well as some useful human resources. But these resources will be exhausted before long.
"Half a month, we will send troops in half a month." Zhou Qingfeng estimated the time. At this moment, it will take about half a month before the real-world garbage dump starts to clean up at full speed. At that time, he will regain high-quality soul crystals and life glue.
Inisa knew Zhou Qingfeng's impatience very well. She had been to Coldwind City and she was very worried when she came back. The situation is deteriorating quickly and dazzling, but there is no way to stay in the harmonious village.
Only half a month is too short, and the manpower that can be mobilized is very limited. After all, fighting is not for Zhou Qingfeng alone, he needs his subordinates. Just like the retreat of the Banshee Fort that just ended, if there is no capacity to cooperate, he will destroy it at best.
When going out to fight, each person's daily food consumption cannot be less than one kilogram. Two hundred people fight for ten days, and the food alone will cost two tons.
The road in the north is too bad, and the heavy-duty carriage can't run. A light carriage can pull up to 250 kilograms. But horses are particularly edible. This is a vicious circle. So long-distance warfare is very dangerous.
The crops in the south are not yet mature, and the food that the succubus can provide is very limited, some of which are dried earthworms. Zhou Qingfeng must bring his own supplement to fight. He did the calculations, and felt that it would be better for him to bring a little less force when he went out.
Soldiers are expensive and not too expensive. Otherwise, the battle will not start and the food will be eaten first, and it will be difficult to escape back in a desperate manner. Historically, there is no shortage of military operations that ran out of food and retreated and even annihilated.
"I'll take about 80 to 100 people and go to Cold Wind City first. The long-legged family will help if they can help, and they will take their place if they can't." Zhou Qingfeng spread out a simple map of the North, staring at hundreds of thousands of square kilometers A dozen poor cities on the land.
"Northland, Northland! I'm tired of the lifeless and energetic deadland. The rich and powerful here don't want to resist, just want to live a stable life. But if they don't want freedom, freedom will run toward them. go with."