no...
Seeing countless splashes of mud splashing up in the far corner, hearing the moos and faint screams coming from the wind, Wu Qingchen involuntarily opened his mouth wide by the dense bushes on the hillside.
All right
Is this the seventeenth place or the nineteenth place
After standing there for a full two or three minutes, the dust in the distance gradually subsided, and the large herd of cattle that had slid down the steep slope struggled to their feet. Baker also rushed to Brown's side. Wu Qingchen suddenly recovered, got up quickly, walked down the small slope, and walked around Go into the jungle and head towards the east of the village.
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Five minutes later.
In the earth world, in a certain staff room of a certain military institution in a certain country.
"No way..."
"Great… "
"This this… "
…
Staring at the dusty and screaming scene in the display screen, hundreds of staff officers either opened their mouths wide and were stunned;
Shock, cheers, doubts, excitement...
In the spacious staff room, various emotions formed the din, only the far right of the room, a small group of soldiers did not join the ranks of their colleagues, all of them were still nervous and focused.
This small corner belongs to the territory of the staff group statistics group.
In the corner of this site, next to a long metal table randomly placed, pointing to a large projection screen, the leader of the second statistical group is reporting the latest statistical results to his immediate superior.
"Trap No. 1 didn't take effect. Preliminary analysis of the cause of the failure: The position of the key item is wrong, and the blind spot is not effectively used..."
Inside the display screen: Area No. 1 marked in red, while driving the cattle, while walking slowly, the cowherd gently waved the cattle driving stick, and naturally pushed away a bunch of thorns.
"Trap No. 2 didn't take effect. Preliminary analysis of the reason for the failure: The concealment of the trap is too rough to deceive the instinct of animals..."
Inside the display screen: Area No. 2 marked in red, cattle passing by one after another, lined up in a long row, deliberately bypassing the three faintly exposed small pits on the ground.
"Trap No. 3 did not take effect, a preliminary analysis of the cause of the failure..."
"Trap No. 4 did not take effect, a preliminary analysis of the cause of the failure..."
"Trap No. 5 was successful! Preliminary analysis of the effect: the right hind leg of No. b3 farm cattle was injured, the left front back was bruised, the ribs... the left abdomen of No. p7 farm cattle was scratched, the left neck was severely impacted, and the right horn... "
Inside the display screen: in area 5 marked in red, a bridge composed of several logs collapsed suddenly, and two cattle and several broken logs fell into the stream together.
"Trap No. 6 did not take effect. Preliminary analysis of the cause of the failure: wrong choice of materials, unable to form the expected effect..."
Inside the display screen: in area 6 marked in red, a sudden branch bounced to his face, and Cowherd Brown bared his teeth. It was very painful, but there was no direct consequence.
"Trap No. 7 did not take effect. Preliminary analysis of the cause of the failure:..."
"Trap No. 8 is not in effect..."
"No.9… "
"Number 10..."
"Trap No. 12 did not take effect. Preliminary analysis of the cause of failure: The trap targeted the target and did not pass through the target area..."
Inside the display screen: Area 12 marked in red, Baker, the eldest son of the cowherd, easily stepped over the clamp formed by two branches without any injuries...
"13..."
"14..."
"Trap No. 15 was successful! Preliminary analysis of the effect: No. 1, No. 2 and No. 4 hooves of No. w1 farming cattle. The best nursing effect: expected to recover within seven days; No. w7 No. 1 and No. 3 hoof injuries. The best nursing effect : It is expected to recover within eleven days; number u4... "
Inside the display screen: Area 15 marked in red, Brown looked at the eight wounded farm cattle with a panicked expression, while Baker, with a white face, stood beside him helplessly.
"16..."
"17..."
"18..."
"Trap No. 19 was successful! Preliminary analysis of the effect: No. t3 farm cattle rolled over, left waist, left neck, left front leg, right ankle, right front back... multiple parts scratches, No. t9... No. r2... No. G7..."
"Trap No. 20 was successful! Preliminary analysis of the effect: p7... p9... b3... b6... n11 The cow was frightened and ran at high speed... Object b7 in the medieval world, name: Brown/Rodriguez, right arm, right leg, right waist …severe trample injury on right back, expected to…”
Inside the display screen: Areas 19 and 20 marked in red consecutively, a panicked Baker tripped over three strange wooden stakes, and seven or eight cattle rushed towards the fallen Brown. There were countless splashes of mud and water, and the cattle rushing down the steep slope let out mournful moans.
…
From the report of the leader of the second statistical group, it can be seen that the traps arranged by Wu Qingchen have a very low probability of success. Of the twenty traps, only four actually exerted their effect.
This is normal, the time is urgent, Wu Qingchen received all kinds of training very hastily, and his own qualifications are mediocre, can have a 20% success rate, the staff groups of all countries on the earth are already thankful.
In fact, considering Wu Qingchen's ability and training level, using the time of collecting herbs in the morning and making arrangements in the afternoon, in about five hours, he set off from the common land where the cattleman Mr. Brown grazed the cattle until the summer service. During the several kilometers of plowing the public land, according to the training team's eight-hour simulation demonstration, Wu Qingchen set up more than forty traps.
Among the more than forty traps, the first thirty or so traps are quite simple, most of them are tailor-made for the cowherd's personal habits and living habits, most of Wu Qingchen's work is very simple to move Rocks, pull apart branches, move thorns, dig up dirt, blah blah blah...
Such a trap is of course quite easy to set up. Wu Qingchen basically didn't spend much time and energy. While searching for herbs, he easily arranged a smooth road that he or anyone else in the village could pass through easily and happily, and set it up as a herd of cattle in the village. , Cowherd Brown, the way of death of the eldest son Baker.
Obviously, even if Mr. Cowherd escaped the vines, stones, and thorns of the No. 19 trap, maintained his balance, controlled the soft stick, and avoided the running cattle, there was still half the hard journey ahead.
Moreover, in order to maximize the protection effect, in the remaining half of the journey, the last seven or eight traps, the staff group gave up targeting Brown and Baker, and replaced them with indiscriminate traps with more significant effects and more powerful damage.
Or, to put it more bluntly, when the cowherd decided to embezzle old William’s farm cattle and cause the cow’s back to be injured, the result of the cowherd was already doomed, the difference was only in the process.
At the edge of the bushes, Wu Qingchen, who had regained his senses, got up quickly, walked down the small slope, circled into the jungle, walked towards the east of the village, rushed to the front of the cowherd's family or other people in the village, and rushed to remove the last few most dangerous arrangements. .
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at the same time.
To the north of the village, next to the vast and flat, dark and fertile lord's land, the light rain was blowing in the wind, and the tired and tired villagers sat on the muddy fields on both sides of the field.
"When... when... when..."
The summer service bell rang for the third time.
Accompanied by the sound of the bell, in the middle of the path, the steward Ifrit/Fell stood up with the two burly villagers pushing the cart beside him. The police officer of the village quickly walked to the side of the cart next to the steward, and took out a basket. Farm implements used for farming.
Soon, baskets of agricultural tools were distributed to each family, and the villagers had more iron picks, iron hoes, and iron catalpas...
Time passed quickly, the policemen walked back and forth, the cart full of agricultural tools was gradually emptied, and they gently waved the sharp iron agricultural tools in their hands. The villagers stood up and walked to the side of the field, but they did not wait for the order to start working. , I only saw the face of the steward getting worse and worse.
Forty-seven predictions and surprises (Part 2)
North of the village, Lord's Common.
It has been a long time since the third bell rang. Normally at this time, the steward would have already opened his voice and played in an elder tone, ordering the villagers to go to work in the fields.
However, on this day, until the last family also received the iron farm tools, and the last villager also held the iron catalpa, the villagers did not wait for the familiar phrase "I have done... work... all... ... to ... go to ... "
More and more villagers noticed the abnormality, and hundreds of eyes turned to the direction of the big tree beside the road.
Under the big tree, the small cart carrying farm tools was already empty. Standing beside the small cart, the steward, Ifrit, with a livid face, clenched his fists, stood on tiptoe, stretched his neck, and tried his best to open his eyes to the end of the village road. look far.
What happened
The villagers began to talk about it.
"William..."
Bypassing the two groups of families sitting around, Freeman leaned over and gently pushed William to sit on the ridge of the field, burying his head in a trance.
William shook his body slightly, but did not respond.
"William..." Freeman added two points of strength to his right hand.
"Well..." William raised his head and slowly turned to Freeman. His eyes were unfocused and his expression was a bit dazed. It took a long time before he nodded slowly: "...it's you... Freeman..."
"What are you thinking?"
"What are you thinking?... Oh, you mean me?"
Shaking his head, William's eyes became clearer: "... Freeman, you came just in time, think about it for me... Can I borrow two cattle tomorrow, whether to use them at the same time or one after the other... If they are used one after the other, it may take a long time. Less work... If you use it at the same time, Thord will have to plow the plow tomorrow, so it would be more appropriate to borrow someone's plow truck... Freeman, will you plow your house tomorrow... Oh, yes, your family doesn't have a plow truck... "
"It's okay, my brother has a plow cart, and he won't plow tomorrow, I'll deliver it to your house tonight..."
"Great! Freeman, so timely, you..."
"Okay, okay..." Freeman waved his hand, "Don't even think about plowing... William, look, the tools are all distributed, why haven't we started yet?"
"Not working?"
"You don't know yet?"
"Just now I was thinking about how to borrow a plow cart..." As he said, while pressing the field ridge, Old William stood up and looked around, his expression soon became a little puzzled: "Yeah, the manager is also in a hurry, it seems What are you waiting for... ”
"Father, Uncle Freeman..." Next to him, Idra also leaned over. Ever since he noticed the abnormality, Idra has been staring at the direction of the steward: "I know... the steward should be waiting..."
"Wait for the cow?" "What's going on?"
"It should be right..." Idra pointed to the other side of the vast and flat public land: "... Father... Uncle Freeman... You see, it has been so long, and the cows in the village haven't come yet..."
"Huh? This..."
"… How is this going?"
Old William and Freeman raised their heads, looked in the direction Idra pointed, and immediately made surprised sounds at the same time.
The location where Idra is pointing to is on the other side of the lord's common. The summer service started that day, and it is also the place where the villagers ended the summer service yesterday. Farming cattle, beside the farming cattle, more than a dozen people with carts and plow handles gathered together, seeming to be talking.
This is impossible!
Usually at this time, fifty or sixty oxen should have been gathered at the place where the work started, put on the lord's huge plow truck by the handlebars, and then handed over to the plow handles to roll up large tracts of land in a mighty manner. Large expanses of dirt.
Regardless of whether the villagers work for themselves or serve the master in the summer service, when plowing the fields, the hardest, most arduous, and most physically demanding parts will undoubtedly be handed over to the cattle whose physical endurance far exceeds that of humans. , Most of the time, they follow behind the cattle to complete the work of hoeing weeds, breaking up hard mud, cleaning stones... etc. that need further processing.
At this time, the bell for the third summer service has passed, but there are only a few pitiful cattle. Obviously, with this number, at most two large plow trucks of the master can be set up, and there is no way to start the day. farm work.
No wonder it hasn't started working yet...
Old William and Freeman looked at each other, and soon saw the sudden surprise from each other's eyes...
…and the doubts that grew stronger.
"It's strange...how come there are only a few cattle? Where are the other farm cattle..." William frowned and thought.
"Hey, we're all on the way!" Idra first pointed to Ifrit, the steward who stood on tiptoe with a livid face, and then continued to point to the pitiful cattle, moving his fingers slowly:
"Look, this is the Eriksson family's ox... This is the Neil's ox... This is the Conner's... This is the Howell's... This is... These are the oxen brought back by the neighbors yesterday Cows, as for the other farm cattle that the cattleman takes care of... hey... hey... "
Speaking of this, Idra's voice became softer, but it was quite pleasant.
"You mean..." Freeman's eyes slowly widened: "...could something have happened? Yes, it's raining so much today, the road is so difficult to walk, yes, yes, it's possible... the road next to Howell's house The hillside is often slippery...the trail next to the Wilson lot is very narrow...Avelia's house...”
"Hush... whisper..." "Don't..."
Frowning, Freeman became more and more excited as he spoke, and his voice became louder.
Just at this time, a few steps away, a group of people hurriedly approached. Hearing the sound of footsteps, Idra and Old William turned their heads inadvertently, and suddenly their faces tightened at the same time. Idra quickly grabbed Freeman. The old William quickly gagged Freeman's mouth.
Unfortunately, it is too late.
"nonsense!"
"Freeman, be careful!"
Suddenly there were two shouts from the side.
Freeman turned his head abruptly, and the first thing he saw was Espier, the village police officer with a dignified face and hurried footsteps. He looked at Freeman, and Espier shook his head lightly, and walked past worryingly .
Followed by the cowherd's second son Green and the cowherd's wife Ramir, staring at Freeman, the cowherd's second son and the cowherd's wife turned paler and looked more suspicious, and walked over staggeringly.
The one who fell last was the one who uttered these two shouts, Sanchez, the cowherd's younger brother, and Wright, the cowherd's nearest neighbor.
Freeman looked embarrassed, and his voice had already stopped abruptly. Sanchez and Wright's ferocious gazes went all the way from the old William's family to Freeman's face, and then they stepped up to catch up with the police officer and the cowherd's wife and children.
"This this… "
Carefully recalling what he said, and then imagining the consequences of offending the cowherd's family, the police officer and his party had already walked a long way, and Freeman's face finally completed the transformation from embarrassment to paleness.
"It's okay... it's okay... just say a few words..."
"Yeah, and you didn't say anything, just complained about the bad weather... don't worry, it's fine..."
"Don't worry... the neighbors along this road are probably all talking about this matter, and they won't just remember you... don't worry, nothing will happen..."
Surrounded by Freeman, the old William's family rushed to comfort him.
While they were talking, Old William, Freeman, Jacqueline, Idra, Grace, or in other words, the villagers beside the entire common, as long as their ears had no serious problems, all heard a huge roar at the same time.
The voice was familiar, it was Ifrit, the steward of the village.
"Wait! Wait a little longer? Can you wait? Can I wait? Can the commons wait? Can the summer service wait? Can the master's work wait?"
Countless eyes quickly gathered towards the big tree beside the road.
Under the big tree, the cowherd's wife and second son bowed their heads, pale and frightened, as if they were explaining or begging bitterly. Beside them, the steward who gave up standing on tiptoe looked extremely impatient. His voice was fierce, his clenched arms burst out with blue veins, every time he opened his mouth was a series of huge roars:
"It's raining heavily! Can it be so late when it rains heavily? Can you still walk on the road if it's too slippery?"
"Needless to say these things, these things are not needed for plowing the public land! What I need to hear is not these things! I have delayed the master's summer service, you can think about the result yourself!"
"What do you think? What do you do? What do you possibly do?"
"Don't beg me! I still want to beg you, please do me a favor and let the cattle come over quickly!"
"Get out! You should have been out a long time ago! Get out, go find your damn father!"
The villagers clearly saw that every time Ifrit uttered a roar, the whole body of the cowherd's second son would tremble violently, trembling all over, and the steward finally spit out the word "roll", and the cowherd's second son trembled. He turned around tremblingly, and ran to the west of the village in a daze, the direction where the cowherd had been grazing his cattle recently.
Although trembling and losing his mind, the second son of the cowherd ran very fast, and soon disappeared at the end of the trail.
It was also the last cattle-related run of Mr. Green/Rodriguez, the second son of the cowherd.
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