Asharif tried his best to rescue his wife from the refugees. These hungry people didn't even care about the gun in the driver's hand. They didn't give up the road until the driver threw all the food out.
The wife was frightened and kept crying in Asharif's arms. The coachman spat and said, "If the lord hadn't ordered not to hurt them, I would have shot them!"
"They are just hungry people," one passenger shouted. "Why are you pointing your guns at civilians? Is it just because they are Bayers?"
The driver smiled bitterly and said: "I am also a Bayer, but I am different from them. Even if I am about to starve to death, I will not turn into a beast!"
"Don't talk like that. Hunger can turn people into beasts. When we were hungry, we were no better than they were!"
At dawn the next day, the carriage arrived at Silver Pine City. His wife held Asharif's hand tightly and said in a trembling voice: "Are we really going into the city? I'm so scared!"
"If you are scared, just take the child back," Asharif sighed, "I have accepted the relief officer's order, and I must stay here for a month."
The relief officer arranged a residence for Asharif. Although it was not as good as his family's house, it at least had a living room and two bedrooms, which was much better than Asharif had imagined.
The relief officer only let Asharif rest for one morning, and then sent him to distribute food to the victims in the afternoon. There, he saw his old friend Oleg.
Oleg was holding a whip and shouting at the hungry people: "I told you to stand in line, can't you hear me! Little guy, how many whips have you received? Don't you know it hurts?"
"Damn it!" Asharif cursed and pushed Oleg hard. "Are you crazy? You hit a child with a whip! How hungry is he? Didn't you see that he couldn't stand still?
Is it done?”
Oleg sneered and said: "Let me see who this is? Isn't this Lord Asharif, the chief technician? You are a famous person next to the lord, how can you condescend to come to such a place?"
Asharif was not in the mood to pay attention to Oleg's taunts. He shouted to the hungry people: "Quiet down, quiet down. I know you are hungry. I have been hungry too. I know how difficult this is. Everything will be over."
The worst days are over, there is food here, and everyone can get one!"
The hungry people finally calmed down, and Asharif shouted with a hoarse throat: "Everyone stand in line, everyone comes to me to receive a food coupon, and with this food coupon, you can exchange for a piece of food!"
"
Oleg whispered: "Why do you do such a useless thing?"
"This way no one will get food twice," Asharif whispered, "Did you forget the Lord's shopping coupon? Why can't you even think of this way?"
"It's up to you," Oleg sneered, "This kind of thing doesn't work every time."
Oleg took a stack of parchment and walked to the middle of the hungry people: "This is yours, take it, go and exchange it for your food, this is yours, and yours, don't grab it, this is yours, wait a minute
, you seem to have already taken away a food coupon, don’t grab it, everyone has it..."
Ten minutes later, Oleg dragged the bruised and swollen Asharif back from the hands of the hungry people. All his food stamps had been robbed, and if he stayed for a while longer, not even a single piece of clothing would be left.
"You see, these are the Bayers," Oleg sighed, "The Lord's tactics don't work with them."
Asharif wiped the blood from his mouth and said: "Don't forget that we are also Bayers."
"Of course I haven't forgotten it, but what we met at that time was a demon prince. That demon directly stole our wives and children. I hated him very much, but now that I think about it, there is really no better way.
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An hour later, the food was all gone, and a few old people and children were left picking up food remnants on the ground.
"Do we have any more bread?" Asharif asked.
"It doesn't matter how much you have. As soon as you take it out, it will be snatched away by stronger young people. This is the tradition of us Bayer people. What you can snatch will never be left to others."
"Damn it!" Asharif rubbed the bruises on the corners of his mouth, "I've had enough. I don't want to stay here for a month, or even a day longer."
"Be content, this is the preferential treatment given to you by the relief officer," Oleg sighed, "I want to stay here for three months. I would rather go to Blackstone Island to dig coal than stay in this ghost place."
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Sophia held on to Frost Flower City for half a month, and in the blink of an eye, it took another half month to reoccupy the capital. Under the attack of artillery and cluster bombs, the originally unshakable Frost Demon retreated step by step, and gradually shrunk to the point of collapse.
tundra zone.
The endless snowfield made Sean very irritated. Gwen reminded him not to complain in front of Esgar, but Sean was not good at restraining himself. He always angered Esgar inadvertently.
"That green-haired demon, what does he look like?" Esgar suddenly asked Gwen a question, which surprised Gwen. Esgar generally didn't like to talk during the march.
"He looks like..."
As soon as Gwen opened her mouth, she heard a weird laugh, and the bad mouth of Sean the Great was about to show off its power again.
"It's really strange. You are obviously a cold demon, but you still say that Reggie Victor is a demon. Who is more powerful, a demon or an evil demon?"
This is the essential difference between being sharp-tongued and being mean-tongued. Gwen has a pair of sharp teeth. He often gives others the most vicious ridicule and can make them red-faced and speechless.
But Sean is a pure talker without any technical content. As soon as he opened his mouth, he touched Esgar's bottom line.
The word "frozen demon" was created by humans. The frozen demon calls itself "Snow Clan". Hearing such insulting words, Esgar immediately fought back. However, he was not used to fighting back with his mouth. Instead, he directly
Sean was pulled from his horse.
"I heard that you fought Reggie Victor. Did you lose or win?"
"I, of course... you put me down, put me down immediately, I order you as a king..."
Seeing Gwen's face getting more and more ugly, Esgar threw Sean back on the horse. Sean wanted to speak, but Gwen stopped him.
"Your Majesty, there is still a long road ahead, so I advise you to save more energy!"
Esgar looked at the direction of the sun and sighed: "Winter is coming to an end. I must summon stronger warriors, at least to occupy the entire Bayer Kingdom before spring comes!"
"I think we still have time," Gwen said, not in a hurry. "Let the snowman elders make the winter longer, and wait until we gather enough strength to launch a counterattack."
"The power of the elders is about to be exhausted. If they stay in the tundra, they will not be able to make the winter longer."
Gwen stopped talking, and the irritable Esgar made him feel uneasy.
"Instead of doing such a meaningless thing, it is better to let the elders go out to fight in person! Since they can kill all the snow dragons, they will definitely be able to find a way to deal with the green-headed monster!" Esgar urged the war horse and flew towards the north.