The King

  In the era of farming, food production is the top priority of a country. The intensified locust plague quickly attracted the attention of the Alpha Kingdom.

  Emerald Palace, with the frequent reports from all over the world, Caesar III is not in a good mood.

   "Have you found out about the locust plague?

   Is it naturally occurring?

   Or artificial? "

   Facing the king's soul-like torture, all the ministers lowered their heads one after another.

  If the cause of the locust plague was so easy to find out, it is estimated that the problem would have been solved long ago. The provinces are not in a hurry until now.

   Unlike other things, the capital can also send expert reinforcements. In the face of this level of locust plague, even if all the experts from all over the country are gathered there, there is no guarantee that it will be wiped out.

  All you can do is to find the insect king who has transformed into a monster as soon as possible. For the remaining insect swarms, there is only one way to do it: smoke and burn.

  Of course, organizing manual hunting is also indispensable. Catch with cloth, with net, with... are all routine operations.

  In the world of the Lord of the Dawn, the existence of the Locust God, who is not popular, can't scare the nobles.

   "Your Majesty, the plague of locusts came so quickly that it broke out in several provinces at the same time, and then quickly spread to all directions.

  Just judging from the killed insect king corpses, some insect kings do have the possibility of artificial breeding.

   To be sure, we need more samples. It is best to be able to catch the living insect king.

  However, even if it is determined that it was planned by humans, based on the existing information, it is still difficult for us to determine which party is behind it. "

  The Grand Duke of Newfoundland replied boldly.

   Meeting a powerful king, the life of the prime minister is doomed to be difficult. Caesar III is too shrewd, and the bureaucratic routines of muddy mud and Tai Chi are not easy to use here.

   Knowing that the real answer was unsatisfactory, the Grand Duke of Newfoundland still uttered the truth.

   "As long as it is determined to be man-made, then it is enough. There are many powerful forces capable of planning this matter, but there are not many who will lay hands on us.

   Either the orcs did it, or the Holy See did it. Even if you act in the name of a cult organization, it can only fool the children.

   Pass the order down, and the insect king will catch as many alive as possible. Since they can do such a thing, it's no wonder we retaliate. "

   Caesar III said indifferently.

  The truth often does not need to be so accurate. Anyway, there are only two suspects in total, and it is the same who did it.

  Other big forces either have no enmity with the Alpha Kingdom, or need the Alpha Kingdom to be good goalkeepers.

  There is no motive to attack the black hand, you can’t just jump out to find excitement when you are full, right?

   You must know that creating locust plagues also requires costs. If you want to make noise, at least you have to cultivate a bug king.

  Most locusts only have a lifespan of two to three months. If you want them to be promoted to Warcraft in such a short period of time, the price you need to pay is not a little bit.

  Even if the bug king is made, this thing is out of control. The intelligent Warcraft and Insect King will not let anyone play around foolishly.

   It is a biological instinct to set off a locust plague, but in which direction to release the disaster and when to set off a locust plague, these are all decided by the insect king himself.

   Some insect kings even set off an army of locust plagues after being able to cross several countries by themselves.

  Although it is the Alpha Kingdom that is unlucky now, if it fails to contain the disaster. It is unknown how many countries may be affected in the future.

   Planning this kind of action, the probability of lifting a rock and hitting yourself in the foot is not low at all.

  For example, now, just suspecting that the locust plague was man-made, Caesar III felt that he would also prepare a share for his enemies.

  Happiness lies in sharing.

  The locust plague, such a rare thing, how can it be enjoyed by the Alpha Kingdom alone?

   Even if it is a mistake in judgment, it doesn't matter. Anyway, it's the enemy who makes trouble, no matter how big the mess is, it's a great event worth celebrating.

   "Your Majesty, you need to be cautious about revenge!

   It's just the Holy See, that's all. Anyway, everyone has turned their faces now, even if the Holy See finds out, they will have nothing to do with the Kingdom.

  As long as no evidence is left, all countries in the mainland will also have to see the Holy See deflated. No one will stand on their side.

   But the Orc Empire is different. Once the plague of locusts is encountered, it is very likely that the orcs will invade the south in advance, and when the time comes, the kingdom..."

   Before the Grand Duke of Newfoundland could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Caesar III.

   "Counting the days, the new round of orc invasion to the south is about to start.

  Emperor Bimeng, the immortal old man, passed his 300th birthday, and his youngest son was forcibly supported by him to the position of crown prince.

  It seems that the situation is very good, and the peace faction firmly holds the upper hand. But how long do you think the old man can live now?

  Even if the old guy doesn’t die, it’s the same if Crown Prince Alex dies.

  The Bimon family is born to be a warlike master. Any young crown prince who takes the position is a representative of the main combat faction.

  Emperor Beamon, although he has a high prestige, he is still old after all. The emergence of a crown prince who is in charge of the battle can also break the current balance.

   This is true for the Bimon Royal Court, not to mention the other royal families. Everyone couldn't bear it anymore, the day when the orcs invaded the south is not far away.

  Whether there is a locust plague or not, it will not change this. Instead of waiting to be beaten passively, it is better to cause them some trouble first.

  At least a famine can reduce the number of their vassal races. To save them from always engaging in beast sea tactics, disgusting people. "

  The disaster year needs war even more.

  Although it may sound incomprehensible, politics is such a magic.

  If the locust disaster is not serious, the Alpha Kingdom, which is still accumulating strength, will naturally not make trouble at such a juncture.

   But once the disaster situation expands and even affects the food production in the coming year, then there is no way to go directly to war!

   Asking for help may not necessarily be able to ask for food from various countries. But once the orc empire invaded south, none of the neighbors would dare to say no to food.

  As one of the most powerful countries in the human world, once the Alpha Kingdom collapses, the probability of the surrounding neighbors blocking the advance of the Orc Empire is also not much higher.

   At that time, it will not be a battle of loyalty or interests, but a life-and-death struggle between the human race and the orc race.

  Countless races suppressed by the human race may take the opportunity to launch a counterattack. If there is a little carelessness, the position of the continental overlord of the human race will be lost.

   If it is more serious, there is even a risk of genocide.

   It can be said that this is a big gamble. The bet is not only the Alpha Kingdom, but also the fate of the entire human race.

   It seems a little irrational, but for the Alpha Kingdom, they must participate in such a gamble.

   It is precisely because of the gamble that it was able to force the nations of the human race to join the gambling table that the Alpha Kingdom blocked the orcs' centuries-old advance.

  If he had been weaker and faced the threat of the orcs, if he had cut one city today and lost two cities tomorrow, the Alpha Kingdom would have disappeared in the long river of history long ago.

  …

  Early the next morning, Hudson, who was sleeping, was awakened by the maid. After a hasty meal, he joined the assembled team.

  Whether knights or magicians, all stepped on their horses. Under the leadership of Earl Pierce, they went straight to Arbor County.

  The feeling of galloping on a horse is really obsessive, even though the kneecap hurts a bit and the **** hurts a bit.

   At one point Hudson wanted to abandon the horse and ride a bear instead. At least Bear Stearns is stable enough to run without worrying about being jolted down.

   Just seeing everyone riding war horses, even the frail lady magician in legend, at this moment, is showing the demeanor of a female knight.

   Sure enough, the legends are all lies. Magicians are physically fragile, but compared to knights of the same level, they are still much stronger than ordinary people.

   It's not that there are fragile magicians, but those weak chickens are not qualified to appear here.

  Everyone is going to exterminate locusts, not for an outing. The kind of mage who casts a few spells and then gets tired of himself is purely a burden.

   Poor self-esteem made Hudson give up the idea of ​​riding a bear.

   After all, there are so many people present, and there are not a few who own monsters, and all of them choose to ride war horses.

  The public reason is that the monsters run too aggressively and may disturb the residents along the way.

  Master Noble, when did you pay so much attention to people's livelihood?

  Hudson said that his knowledge is not enough. Compared with this reason, he is more willing to believe that these guys can't command his monsters.

  Highly intelligent creatures, who has no dignity?

   If you dare to use monsters as coolies, you must be prepared to be beaten to death on the battlefield.

   Just like his own bear, which appearance did he not pay?

  Insist on fair trade, everyone gets what they need, in order not to repeat the tragedy of that hapless Chi You.

   Fortunately, a horse with a trace of monster blood has greatly enhanced its stamina and explosive power. The distance of hundreds of miles, directly from morning to evening.

   Except for the Knights, which are all composed of knights, only the Air Force has such a speed. If other troops dared to run so wildly, they would have to toss the soldiers to pieces.

  Looking at the familiar faces who came out to greet him, Hudson felt very cordial, as if he had encountered the warmth of spring.

   Not all the way, don't enter a house.

   Teaming up with a group of cultivators is also a kind of torture for Hudson.

  Either you don’t open your mouth to speak, and once you do, the topic is basically inseparable from cultivation. Even if we don't directly talk about cultivation, after a while everyone will automatically transfer to the exchange of cultivation experience.

   This made Hudson, an intermediate magician/knight, very injured. Listen to it, I don't understand it myself, and it's easy to be led astray by these guys.

   Especially some weird ideas are simply constantly challenging Hudson's cognitive limits. If you accidentally get limped by fools and follow the train of thought they discussed, no one knows what will happen next.

  Although these guys keep claiming that it is their original cultivation method, and that they have the current strength because of using these methods; but Hudson firmly believes that these are all nonsense.

  Without relatives or relatives, who would be foolish to hand over his cultivation method? This is the ability to eat and pass on to the family, even the disciples may not be able to pass it on.

  Even the details are explained so clearly, it is clear that they want to fool the mice to practice and provide them with data reference.

   He didn't follow along, but these voices kept reappearing in his ears. It made Hudson think for a while that these guys wanted to plot him and set him up on purpose.

   It was only after seeing Earl Pierce with the same depressed expression that Hudson abandoned this idea. The indiscriminate attack is clearly intended to fool all the talented juniors into it.

  The effect is naturally not very good. Geniuses, none of them are fools. How could he be a guinea pig for others if he hadn't finished learning his own inheritance.

  If he is so stupid, he deserves to die. At least he was fooled to death now, and he was the only one who died. In case of being fooled in the future, it will be unlucky for the whole family.

  Meeting old friends should have been something worth celebrating. But now that the locust plague is about to break out, everyone is really not happy.

  In order to recharge your batteries, the welcome banquet was skipped. All activities are kept simple, even the old friends I met before did not come over to catch up at this time.

   This is undoubtedly a wise decision. After a day of tossing, my body is about to fall apart. That's true for Hudson, and it's not much better for anyone else.

  The strong are strong-willed and able to endure the unbearable pain of ordinary people, but it does not mean that everyone will not be tired.

   Arriving in the county does not mean that the task is completed. Tomorrow, we will go out to intercept the army of locusts. In order to reduce losses, it is inevitable to go deep into neighboring provinces.

   In this regard, the Governor's Office has come forward to communicate, and it is not Hudson's turn to worry about it. Now you just need to be ready for battle, and don't hold back if you encounter an army of locusts.

   As for fighting, that's the bear's business. Most of Hudson's combat power is in bows and arrows.

  There are people who shoot big eagles with a bow, but who has ever seen one shoot locusts with a bow?

  There is no banquet, but small meetings are still indispensable. As the master of the main force, Hudson is very honored to be present.

  …

   "The situation has changed. I just received a magical message from the capital. There is a possibility of man-made control of this locust plague. Let us meet the insect king to catch as much as possible.

   Reinforcements are on their way, but don't get your hopes up too much. Our task is to find the insect king from the army of locusts. The element of luck is more important than a few masters. "

  This is a fact. The locust army is actually not a big threat to everyone present. In all previous locust plagues, it was rare to hear that a master was killed in battle.

   While speaking, Hudson clearly felt that everyone's eyes were on him. His intuition told him that these guys entrusted him, the "son of luck", with the task of finding the insect king.

  At this moment, Hudson suddenly understood why he was so valued. In addition to being able to beat the bear in love, everyone also took a fancy to his luck.

  The sequelae of the human setting broke out.

  Legendary things happened to him too much. Although most of the stories are made legendary after artistic processing, but there are many coincidences, and everyone can't help but believe it.

  In normal times, this kind of "luck" character design is the easiest to frighten people.

   Extraordinary is a last resort, no one wants to confront the "Child of Luck". Historical experience tells everyone that head-to-head confrontation with the son of luck usually does not lead to any good results.

   Enjoying the dividends brought by the "personal design", you must bear the corresponding backlash. Fortunately, this time I was only looking for the insect king, so the safety was guaranteed.

   Locusts, that kind of little bean diced. Even if it is promoted to Warcraft, its combat effectiveness is still at the bottom of Warcraft.

  If it wasn't for the fact that the Bug King flew fast and was able to command the army of locusts to fight, his meager combat power would not be taken seriously by everyone.

   "Your Excellency, if the locust plague is controlled by people, is the king of insects also controlled by people?

  An insect king under human control, as long as it is willing to hide. It can completely avoid our eyes and ears, act like an ordinary locust, and sneak into my southeastern province from any corner.

  It is difficult for ordinary magicians to distinguish the difference between the insect king and the locust, let alone ordinary people. This will inevitably increase the difficulty of finding out the insect king. "

  Hudson decisively resorted to the method of dumping the pot.

  Since the capital said that the locust plague may be controlled by humans, it would be easy to explain why we didn't meet the king of insects.

   "Don't worry, Baron Hudson. The worm king is not so easy to control, and monsters have their own dignity.

  Even if they are forced to sign a master-servant contract, they cannot be made to cooperate sincerely. Even the bug king may take the initiative to expose the identity of the controller.

   Next, we just need to strictly arm ourselves. Believe that the great Lord of Dawn will bless his followers, and will never let the plague of locusts continue! "

   Earl Pierce replied formulaically.

  It's all correct nonsense, even the person who blamed the blame has been selected. If you can't catch the insect king, it's because the Lord of Dawn is not protecting you, and it's not because he, the governor, is not working hard.

  …

  In Fengyun Province, locust plagues swept across the land, immature wheat, soybeans... all entered the stomachs of these demons.

   These are not enough. It seemed that the army of locusts, who could never get enough to eat, not only devoured the crops, but even the weeds and leaves in the fields did not escape.

  The locusts devoured everything that could be swallowed, and the army passed through the border, as if the whole world had fallen into dead silence.

   After avoiding the front of the locust army, the noble lords organized serfs to hunt down the remaining locusts.

  The sparse army of insect catchers, on the disheveled face, is full of despair.

   "The disaster year is coming!"

  Elder farmers with a little bit of experience know that in such a catastrophic year, it is the greatest luck not to starve to death. Wanting to have a full meal is simply a dream.

   There were no surprises, and the nobles issued orders to reduce rations one after another. Not only did the food standards of the serfs decline, but the food standards of many minor nobles themselves were also forced to decline.

  Even if the broth is served at this moment, meat grains can still be seen vaguely, and everyone looks at the food in the bowl, still not the slightest joy.

  The locusts devoured everything, and there was not enough fodder on the ground, so the noble lord could only reluctantly slaughter the animals.

  Eating a good meal now means that you will need to endure longer years of hunger in the future.

  Looking at the food, you can tell that rye is temporarily withdrawn from the staple food, and everyone eats everything they eat in advance, and it is difficult to preserve miscellaneous grains for a long time.

  In this depressed world, a special caravan is constantly shuttling through the fields.

  The main business of the caravan is: to buy livestock slaughtered by the nobles, pickle them, and transport them to big cities for sale.

   Such a genius idea, most people would definitely not be able to think of it. Other caravans only buy fur, but they don't even spare meat.

   An exclusive sale does not mean a profitable sale. Unless it is a nobleman, there are probably very few ordinary people who can enjoy marinated meat products.

  Especially in this catastrophic year, everyone who has money will only give priority to purchasing food instead of luxury meat products.

   None of these will affect the old man's decision, because even if his business does not make money, he has never lost money.

   No matter how **** the product is, in the end there will always be people who take advantage of it and buy it at a price that exceeds the market.

   "Grandpa, these locusts are eating wood!"

  Walking in this oppressive world, the innocent voice of the little girl became the source of joy in the caravan.

   It's just that everyone is really not happy this time. Locusts eating wood is definitely not a good thing.

  If all the locusts have evolved this ability, the disaster will be even more serious.

   Maybe when I woke up, the carriage disappeared. For the caravan walking in the disaster area, it is definitely a disaster.

   "Guna is amazing, you discovered all of this. But these locusts are not good things, if you encounter them, you will be trampled to death!"

   While speaking, the old man kicked up a pile of gravel and flew out, killing all the locusts in front of him.

  The accompanying buddies are also busy, constantly checking whether there are locusts mixed into the convoy. Once discovered, immediately take thunder measures.

   "Grandpa, you are lying! Last time I saw..."

   Before the little girl could finish speaking, the master covered her little mouth and said patiently: "Little girl, don't talk nonsense!

  These locusts have mutated and are highly poisonous! If you want to eat meat, grandpa will cook it for you, but don’t be greedy..."

  The little girl looked at the old man with an aggrieved face. When is she going to eat locusts? It's clearly...