Are beasts afraid of fire
This is a rather interesting question.
Gao Ertai shook his head and raised a different opinion: "Not all beasts are afraid of fire, some beasts are even curious about fire, not to mention that fire-attribute monsters are naturally close to fire sources."
Marcus pondered: "I think this method may not be impossible. Of course, small torches will not be afraid of beasts, but I believe that even fire-attribute monsters will not want to approach the fire burning pine branches. The pine branches cut by the logging team are not worth much. Not big, what we want is the trunk."
Around the fire, the discussion lasted for a quarter of an hour.
Then Blair added: "We can let the hunters in the small town participate in cutting down trees and let them set up traps around. It may not work against monsters, but at least it will serve as an early warning. Combined with the fire, I believe it is enough to guarantee the serfs of the logging team. safety."
In the end, Liszt made the decision: "Fires, traps, these are measures worth trying, but don't ignore a crop in Flower Town."
"What crop?" Everyone was curious.
"Smoky herb."
"Smoky grass? Oh, my God, how can I forget this terrible grass." Galtai immediately danced exaggeratedly, "I really believe that as long as you light a little smoked grass, even a dragon will be killed." Xun ran. That smell... the smell you burned on the milk farm, Liszt, is still fresh in my memory!"
The dragon will not be smoked away, on the contrary, it will be attracted.
Liszt narrowed his eyes slightly. He looked at Gao Ertai's expression, and he was sure that the other party just mentioned this matter unconsciously, rather than asking for details.
On the day the invisible dragon invaded, the burning of the smoked grass, the cows dying in the dairy farm, the destroyed beacon tower, and the high-pitched and sharp dragon's roar were all doubts to others.
But Liszt said, don't ask.
So they can only keep these doubts in their hearts until they forget them.
"I am also sure of this. When I was researching smoked grass, I put a little smoked grass juice on Qingtu's nose. Qingtu suffered from it for two days and almost fell ill." Isaiah said very Nodding approvingly, Qingtu is his mount, a blue horse.
"so… "
Liszt put down the knife and fork, wiped his mouth, and stopped eating: "Flame, trap and smoked grass, three measures to protect the logging team and ensure that the monsters cannot harm anyone. This work, Mr. Gao Ertai, Ma Ku Teacher Si, you cooperate with each other to ensure nothing goes wrong."
"Yes, my lord!" Marcus ordered.
Galtai also nodded quickly: "Leave it to me, Liszt."
Liszt mentioned by the way: "In addition, we finally found out the value of tobacco grass, so I decided to reclaim the tobacco grass north of the flower farm and expand the planting scale of tobacco grass. Mr. Gao Ertai, you Then you need to come up with a plan and implement it as soon as possible.”
"Maybe we don't have enough wasteland to reclaim." Galtai said hesitantly, "there is a serious shortage of serfs. There were not many serfs in the first place. A group of oyster villages were recruited, logging teams, road repair teams, and apprentices from small town shops. It is the knight squad, the castle servants, and many serfs have been transferred."
He stretched out his hand and bent his fingers one by one to count: "Corngrass, cornfields, tulips... and the large amount of seeds you traded, beets, kohlrabi, onions, coriander, etc., all need serfs to plant, I think at least A thousand serfs need to be added."
There are no farm tools, and the way to reclaim wasteland is slash-and-burn farming.
Farming is a labor-intensive job that requires many serfs to maintain the normal growth of crops and vegetables. If there are not enough serfs, the fields cannot be planted.
"If planting is mechanized, a dozen people can plant all the fields in Huahua Town."
Liszt often fantasizes about leading Huahua Town into the farming mode of American farmers, with large machinery driving in the boundless farmland.
However, it can only be a fantasy, and now Huahua Town doesn't even have a few shovels and hoes.
So he didn't force Gao Ertai to quickly expand the planting: "Then come up with a plan first, divide the acres, and start planting when there are enough people."
"as you wish."
…
Logging site.
More than 30 loggers worked in groups of two and used axes to cut down big trees. I have to say that the serfs who have been doing heavy work all the year round are still very strong, and the tree-cutting efficiency is good.
Liszt was riding on the Lilong horse, slowly patrolling.
On the other side, Marcus was leading a team of knights, constantly picking up pine branches that had been cut down, and dragging them to the three fires in the woods. The fire pile ignited a raging fire, forming a triangle to protect the logging site.
There are hunters making traps around the fire.
Occasionally, the sound of birds chirping in the depths of the woods can be heard. There is no dangerous atmosphere, only lively scenes. But Liszt did not relax in the slightest. The reminder of the smoke mission was obvious that there would be monsters attacking the logging site. Just don't know when this attack will happen.
"Warcraft, since I came to Huahua Town, I have already killed two of them."
A ferocious dog that has just given birth and has not recovered its vitality, and a peregrine falcon that has been exhausted from fighting the fruit-stealing monkeys, but neither of them has a fierce battle, which belongs to the form of picking up leaks.
The only Windsaber wolf in the confrontation, just feigned a shot, and fled into Thorn Ridge.
He is now somewhat looking forward to the upcoming invasion of monsters. This time, he does not know what kind of monsters he will encounter, whether there will be a battle, and whether he can kill another monster—the taste of monster meat is much better than that of ordinary beasts. It also has magical power and nourishment, and Liszt loves it very much.
The sun was shining hotly, there was no wind, and even under the shade of trees, it didn't feel very cool.
The fighting energy of the fire attribute circulated in the meridians, with his hand resting on the hilt of the red blood sword, and looking over the mottled shadows on the ground, he felt that his fighting spirit was boiling now.
With his personal style, it is estimated that it is difficult to go to the battlefield to charge knights. If he wants to show the heroic posture of the nobles, he can only find it in Warcraft—there are so many people in the environment, well-prepared, and Marcus is on the side Assistance, isn't it the best performance opportunity.
"Warcraft come here quickly, my long sword is already hungry and thirsty!"
bass!
He suddenly drew out half of the Red Blood Sword, and wanted to pull it out for a few tricks, but felt that it was not serious enough, so he was about to insert it back in again. But at this moment, through the "cracking" sound of burning pine branches, there was a slightly abrupt "bang" sound in the distance, which quickly attracted his attention.
Marcus, who was also patrolling around, obviously noticed the movement, and lightly shouted: "Be alert!"
Draw out the short gun and approach the direction of the sound.
Liszt held the hilt of the Red Blood Sword tightly, the sapphire blue pupils in his eyes swirled like a whirlpool, and the magic eye had been cast.
Soon, he saw faint traces of magic power in several bushes.
As soon as Wei recognized it, he recognized three monsters in total!
"Marcus, come back!" Liszt pulled out the red blood sword and shouted loudly, "There are three monsters fifty meters away!"