(Two chapters in one)

The guards were all flesh and blood, and they felt very uncomfortable when they saw their compatriots gnawing wheat straws from hunger in the fields, and for a while they even had no more wheat straw to chew.

However, it is the duty of soldiers to obey orders, and the more elite the soldiers, the more so.

After receiving Bolton's order, the guards quickly divided into two teams. One team entered the field to guide the civilians to leave, and the other team prepared fire and fuel. Under the dispatch of the commanders of each team, according to Dan

The landform planning direction of fire farming in Yu Plain.

Soon, perhaps noticing what the guards were holding, a civilian foraging in the fields screamed: "They are going to burn the fields!"

This shout immediately caused the scene to explode. The civilians looked towards the Guards one after another. When they saw the fire and fuel, they became panicked:

"For God's sake...those cans are filled with fuel?!"

"They have fire in their hands, stop them quickly!"

"What are you doing?! Why are you burning these straws?!"

"Dog officer! You won't give me a way to live, will you?! Fight with them!!!"

...

Group emotions are like high-strength explosive barrels that explode as soon as they are ignited. There were only a thousand personal guards who entered the fields to disperse the civilians, but the number of civilians was hundreds of thousands. In addition, Bolton did not issue an attack order.

The guards did not dare to fight back after being punched and pushed. They were unable to stop them and were quickly squeezed out by the sea of ​​people.

Just as the civilians rushed in with rage, Du Mingwei suddenly shouted: "Protect His Highness the Prince!"

The accompanying guards of the executive mansion received orders, and more than a hundred people quickly formed a shield wall in front of Bolton to prevent civilians from approaching any further.

When the civilians in the front row heard Du Mingwei's words, they were startled and subconsciously shouted: "Your Highness?..."

As soon as the sound came out, exclamations suddenly spread. The turbulent crowd slowly calmed down, and everyone looked at Bolton blankly.

Bolton originally didn't want to reveal his identity, but with Du Mingwei's shout, his identity could no longer be hidden.

A civilian asked tentatively: "Are you really the prince?"

"Bolton Van Dogland, there is no doubt about it." Since he couldn't hide it, Bolton stopped hiding it. He briefly introduced himself, returned the military salute to the civilians, and said in a deep voice, "Now that everyone knows

Because of my identity, please cooperate with the royal family and withdraw from the fields."

One man subconsciously stepped back and asked in horror: "What are you going to do if we withdraw?"

Bolton was not good at lying, and with his character, he did not bother to fabricate false lies. He said truthfully: "To be honest with you, according to the order of His Majesty the King, it is now necessary to clear out all the wheat straw in Danyu Plain and replace it with blood."

Fine grass, and in order to improve efficiency, I plan to use fire farming."

"Fire farming...no...can't burn!!!" The man opened his arms to protect a few bunches of wheat straw behind him and exclaimed, "These are the grains that everyone has worked so hard to grow. Why do you throw them away?"

Burned?!"

Bolton has a bad temper, and when he talks nonsense about being a nobleman, he just slaps him away.

But Bolton has been arrogant since he was a child, and even dared to contradict his father when his temper got worse. He was very patient when facing civilians. He explained with all sincerity: "Fellow compatriots, please listen to me. I won't hide anything from you.

, these are extraordinary times, Doguland is experiencing an existential crisis——"

"Everyone knows that an animal epidemic crisis broke out in Doguland 27 years ago. Later, the source of infection was controlled with the help of "purifying blood", and the blood essence grass is necessary to create purifying blood."

"There is a shortage of blood essence grass this year. The despicable Far Eastern Dynasty took advantage of the crisis and began to embargo the blood essence grass on us. As a result, the purifying blood cannot be produced in time. We are forced to be self-reliant and cultivate the blood essence grass independently. The only one in the entire kingdom is

The only place that meets the conditions for farming is here, Danyu Plain."

"I know you are having a hard time now, but please also think about the royal family. If we fail to cultivate the blood essence grass in time and the reserves of purifying blood are exhausted, all the tens of millions of infected people in the epidemic areas across the kingdom will be wiped out.

If it gets out of control, the lycanthropic disease from 27 years ago will come back again, and it will be a catastrophic disaster!"

"So...please, everyone! Please understand our difficulties!"

The civilians present included both adults and children. The children may have only heard about the zoonosis epidemic and had no specific concept of it, but many adults, especially the elderly, had personally experienced the catastrophe and knew how terrible the zoonosis was.

When they heard Bolton say this, they were all stunned, their eyes full of confusion and panic.

Just when the civilians were at a loss, a woman shouted: "What should we do?"

Bolton felt that the voice was very familiar, and when he looked over, he realized that it was none other than the woman who had given him dry food when he entered the city. She was still holding the little girl who looked very similar to Solandel in her arms.

The woman walked out of the crowd holding her daughter in her arms. She bowed humbly first to express her respect for His Royal Highness, and to express her gratitude to Bolton for giving her dry food before. After bowing, she asked in a plaintive voice: "I can understand the royal family's intention now, but

I also want to ask His Highness the Prince - what should we do?"

"Burn the wheat straw in Danyu Plain and plant blood essence grass... Yes, this can indeed ensure the supply of purifying blood and ensure that the infected people in various epidemic areas will not get out of control... But what about us?!

"

"We have no food now, and have been forced to go to the Danyu Plain to eat the unripe wheat, and even gnaw the wheat straw raw. We are living in such a difficult situation, and you want to burn down our only hope of survival? We

Aren’t we the people of Doguland? Aren’t we worthy of the royal family’s protection?!”

Bolton didn't show any fear when facing thousands of troops, but when faced with the woman's question and the innocent gaze of the little girl in her arms, he didn't dare to look directly at them. He just lowered his head and murmured.

Said: "I came here this time to bring relief food for everyone..."

As soon as they heard that there was food relief, the atmosphere at the scene quickly heated up. The civilians immediately burst into cheers for surviving the disaster, and everyone hugged each other and cried:

"There is relief food! Great! The royal family has not abandoned us!"

"We are finally saved...woo..."

"Baby, daddy will go get the relief food soon, you don't have to be hungry anymore!"

"Dad, you eat first, you haven't eaten for several days."

...

While the crowd was cheering and celebrating, the woman looked deeply at Bolton. When she saw his eyes dodge, the woman seemed to realize something and silently asked: "Your Highness, please allow me to ask you another question -"

"How much relief food did you bring?"

Bolton no longer knew how to answer this question. He had the answer in his heart. Du Mingwei had already settled the account for him, but he couldn't say it out loud. He could only look down at the ground.

The general, who was stained by the dust of the war, didn't even have the courage to look directly at a woman at this moment.

Not long after, Du Mingwei, who was behind Bolton, helped him tell the answer: "His Royal Highness has shipped a total of 360,000 tons of relief grain to Danyu City this time."

These civilians had never read much and had no idea about numbers. They just thought that the unit "10,000 tons" sounded huge, and they all started cheering for joy.

The woman was not dazzled by the huge numbers, and kept the most basic calmness. She asked quietly: "I can only wash and cook, I have never read a book, and I am not good at arithmetic. Please tell me the truth - you brought me

How many days will these 360,000 tons of grain be enough to feed the people of Danyu City?"

At this point, Bolton had nowhere to escape. He lowered his eyes and said: "Two months..."

The cheers stopped abruptly, as if they were cut off by a sharp blade, and everyone looked at Bolton with dull eyes.

Gradually, exclamations arose:

"I can only eat it for two months? How can this be enough?"

"The harvest season in various places will not be until the God's Blessing Season next year at the earliest. We will only distribute relief food for two months. Are we going to have to eat dirt in the next few months?!"

"No! Unless the relief grain is replenished, the wheat straw in Danyu Plain must not be burned! Otherwise, everyone will starve to death!"

...

The woman looked at Bolton sadly and said quietly: "Your Highness, we can understand that the royal family has difficulties, but I want to ask you one thing on behalf of everyone... Please go back and think of other solutions with His Majesty the King, okay?"

"In the past few days, we have been hungry all the time. We are hungry, our families are hungry, everyone is hungry, and many people even watch their relatives starve to death... You know what the scene is like

How heartbreaking is it?”

Bolton's fists were tightly clenched, and his nails were already dug into his flesh. He said with erratic eyes: "This time, the royal family is sorry for everyone...but please understand that this is for the sake of the overall situation. If you don't do this, you will turn into a beast."

Once the epidemic breaks out, more people will die."

The woman wiped away her tears and sobbed: "You are a general and a person who does great things. In your eyes, the so-called casualties may be just a number. If you can save the majority by abandoning the few, you will do it...

"But have you ever thought about it, we are all human beings just like you. Are any of us born to be victims of others? We want to live, is there anything wrong with that?"

Bolton raised his head blankly and looked at the sallow and thin compatriots.

Suddenly, he recalled the scene when he was a child before joining the army.

At that time, Perseus asked him why he wanted to be a soldier, and he patted his chest and replied: "Why else? To protect our country! Whoever invades my homeland, I will chop off his head! Whoever bullies my compatriots, I will

Just crush it for him!"

Bolton clearly remembered that his father scolded him after hearing this, saying that he was rough-spoken, had no self-restraint, and did not look like a prince at all.

But for Burton, that was what he was thinking. He had been on the road for more than ten years, and he would rush forward whenever there was a war on the border, all for what he had in mind.

Many people say that he has great military exploits, and his reputation and achievements are no less than those of his second brother. Since Andre is called the "Prince of Kindness", he Bolton should be the "Prince of Courage".

But for Bolton, he has no ambitions. He neither wants the fame that is admired by thousands of people, nor does he want to compete for an illusory title, nor does he want to compete with his brothers. He is not even interested in the throne.

After becoming a king, I was busy with various affairs, which delayed me from drinking with the soldiers.

In his entire life, as long as he can defend his territory and protect his compatriots, that is enough.

But what to do now...

There is nothing wrong with planting blood essence grass to suppress possible outbreaks of animal disease.

But... what about the compatriots in Danyu City?

Before coming here, Bolton had already prepared an iron fist, but this kind of thing is easy to think about and easy to say, but how difficult is it to actually do it?

Compassion does not control soldiers. If he is fighting against the enemy or facing someone who has committed an unforgivable crime, the sword in his hand will definitely be faster than anyone else's.

However, as this woman said, what did they do wrong?

They did nothing wrong, they just stayed with their families as usual, living peacefully day by day, and finally got sucked into the whirlpool of Blood Essence Grass... Can you blame them?

They are just human beings who want to live, what's wrong with that...

The woman wiped away her tears and sobbed: "Your Highness, you have a family just like us. If it was your family that was affected by the disaster here today, would you be able to do it?"

Bolton was silent. This assumption was definitely not true. No matter how depressed the royal family was, it would not turn into a famine. If it really changed, the country of Doguland would be gone. This kind of discussion is meaningless.

But think about it carefully, what if you are not from a royal family? If you are born into a civilian family and encounter such a famine disaster, suddenly a team of people comes over and says that they want to save more people, please sacrifice yourself.

What despairing words this would be...

Occasionally, Bolton's eyes passed over the woman's arms and fell on the little girl who looked very similar to Solandel.

This little girl with long platinum hair curled up and was not in good spirits, but her big blue eyes were still full of innocence, staring at him silently.

This is someone else's daughter, not Solandel. Bolton knows this very well.

But ask yourself, if the person in front of him was really his sister, would he still be able to do it...

At this moment, the little girl seemed a little uncomfortable. She covered her mouth with her hand and her face became ugly.

She endured it at first, but then she couldn't bear it anymore and suddenly started vomiting profusely, which scared everyone around her.

The woman immediately hugged the little girl tightly and cried at a loss: "Baby! What's wrong, baby?!"

Bolton also leaned forward with concern, squatted down and held her hand: "My child, what's wrong with you?"

The little girl leaned sickly in her mother's arms and murmured: "My stomach... I feel uncomfortable..."

Bolton looked at what the little girl had vomited out just now. There were green wheat particles in the mucus, and blood streaks could still be seen vaguely.

The experienced farmer next to him quickly identified it: "These wheats are all green and not yet mature. It is difficult for adults to digest them. She is so young, eating such things will definitely damage her stomach...

"

This situation reminded Bolton of the time when Solandel was ill.

As soon as my sister fell ill, the whole palace was anxious. The palace doctor prepared pills urgently. Her father, queen and mother stayed at the bedside all night. The royal chef did not dare to sleep all night, for fear that no one would do what the princess wanted to eat. After hearing the news

The ministers even traveled thousands of miles to come and visit.

But the little girl of similar age in front of her could only eat immature ears of wheat when she was hungry. She couldn't digest it and vomited all over the floor. Except for her anxious mother, who was crying loudly, no one could help her. She could only do it herself.

Suffering from illness.
Chapter completed!