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Chapter 956 The Southern Wilderness Drought is Coming!

Chapter 956: The drought in the Southern Wilderness is coming!

Time flies so fast, and it has been more than a month since Yao Yun issued the warning to the Xia Dynasties. During the Xia Dynasty, everything in the Southern Wilderness was calm, and there was no sign of a major disaster.

It is precisely because of this that criticisms of Yao Yun came from the various countries in the Southern Wilderness. He was seeking fame for his own good, using public affairs for personal gain, and being alarmist. The infamy fell on Yao Yun like snowflakes, and the former Fang Bo's halo was instantly covered up by the criticism.

Faced with everyone's criticism, Yao Yun ignored it and focused on building infrastructure and water conservancy projects.

Rejuvenating the country through water conservancy was not a joke in ancient society. Even if Yao Yun's guess was wrong and no disaster occurred, if these water conservancy projects were built, they would benefit the country and the people and benefit future generations. It would be a meritorious deed that would last forever.

This lasted for more than half a year.

During these six months, there were no large-scale wars or major disasters in the Southern Wilderness. The Xi Kingdom devoted all its energy to building dams, lakes, ditches, rivers and other water conservancy facilities.

It is worth mentioning that the weather has been good for most of the year, and this year's autumn harvest has been bumper in the Southern Barbarian countries. After the autumn grain harvest, it has greatly enriched the treasuries and granaries of various places, strengthened the war foundation of the Xia Dynasty, and added a few more resources for the conquest of the Southern Barbarian countries.

Share confidence.

On the other side, the Colorful Poisonous Miasma Formation is absorbed by the divine object Purple Gold Gourd. The power of the Colorful Poisonous Miasma is greatly weakened, and powerful ghosts and gods can come and go freely.

When spring comes next year, the seven-color poisonous miasma will be further diluted, and ordinary Qi refiners will be able to break through;

And by the middle of next year, the colorful poisonous miasma formation will be completely broken, and there will be no obstacles for the Xia armies to move south!

The whole situation is great!

While the various armies in Xia were overjoyed, they couldn't help but bring up the past and ridicule Yao Yun openly or secretly for the so-called "ancient Golden Crow Essence" crisis. For a time, Yao Yun became the laughing stock of all the great imperial clans in the Middle East.

Every time the Nanman issue is mentioned, it will be ridiculed and used as a negative example to teach the younger members of the clan.

Once upon a time, Yao Yun defeated the three sons of his family and gained great fame. He overtook the emperor's son Qi in one fell swoop. With both civil and military skills, he overshadowed all the best in the world and became the true pride of Zhu Xia. However, in just six months, Yao Yun's aura of fame has faded.

Big discount.

"After all, Xihou grew up in a small place, and his vision is a bit poor after all. In the past, he could control the wind and rain in this small pond in the Southern Wilderness Kingdom, but now it is a competition that concerns the world. It is normal for him to be wrong. The so-called

[Zhu Xia’s No. 1 Tianjiao] is a bit exaggerated and does not deserve its name!”

"It can't be said that. Marquis Xi's ability to govern the country is still worthy of recognition. Even the emperor is full of praise. There are few people in the entire Xia who can compare with him."

"In terms of running the country, Yao Yun is indeed the number one person of the younger generation, and no one can control him. But when it comes to marching and fighting, and the battles between nations, it seems now that Yao Yun is far behind the emperor's son Qi. He is timid.

If you are afraid of something, scare yourself..."

...

This discussion lasted all winter.

Spring, the twenty-fourth year of the Xi calendar.

Last year's winter in the Southern Wilderness was very peaceful. In previous years, there would be snow disasters of varying sizes in various parts of the Southern Wilderness, but this year it only snowed lightly, and it was a bit warmer than before.

Many people in the Zhuxia Allied Army had the habit of pulling Yao Yun out to "whip his corpse", and started the preparation work amidst the laughter. On the one hand, they were plowing the fields, and on the other hand, they were training elite divisions to prepare for war.

Armies from all walks of life, ghosts and gods from all walks of life mobilized the purple gourd, and the colorful poisonous miasma that intercepted the Celestial Army became increasingly thinner.

In half a year, the Seven Color Poison Miasma Formation will be completely broken, and there will no longer be a barrier between the Xia and the Southern Barbarians!

The Chinese allied forces have been holding back for year after year, and when they see the time is ripe, they will soon be able to ride on the southern barbarians, each one howling and high-spirited to fight.

However, just when everyone was excited and gearing up for a big battle, reports of water shortages and droughts came from time to time from farm stations and cities in various places in the Southern Wilderness countries.

In fact, even in the southern wilderness where rainfall is abundant, water shortages and droughts are common. This is because countries generally do not have complete water conservancy facilities. Farming depends entirely on God's food. Once there is no rainfall for several days, it is easy for various places to be in trouble.

Water shortages and droughts will occur, and farmland cannot be irrigated.

Looking at the whole world, the Xi Kingdom has the most developed water conservancy. Droughts rarely occur in these years, while other princely states encounter the problem of water shortage and drought every year.

However, in the past, the situation was relatively mild, and water was diverted for irrigation according to local conditions, so there was generally no big trouble.

However, the situation this year is different. There has been no rain for half a month, and drought problems of varying degrees have occurred in various places.

At the beginning, the commanders of the Xia armies in the Southern Wilderness countries did not take it seriously.

However, as reports of water shortages and droughts were reported from various places in the Southern Wilderness, more and more reports were reported that farmland could not be irrigated with water. They were floating like snowflakes to the princes and princes' palaces. This finally aroused the concern of the emperors of the Middle-earth Imperial Clan and the Southern Wilderness countries.

Notice.

The waiting armies of the Xia Dynasty suddenly became nervous, and a bad feeling arose in their hearts!

The military camp of the Zhuxia Alliance Army!

Old Situ was sitting in the main seat. On both sides were the leaders of the major imperial clans in the Middle East, and the commanders of all the elite divisions. There were hundreds of them. The entire coalition of princes and military commanders were present, and the lineup was endless.

It's not luxurious.

According to the plan, the Seven Colorful Poison Miasma Formation was about to be broken. At this time, the allied forces of the Xia Dynasty were supposed to be strategizing, discussing the offensive route, and with high morale, they could survive the natural chasm and kill the Southern Wilderness countries. However, at this time, everyone's expressions were solemn, and no battle was imminent.

of excitement.

Old Situ's face was grave, and he didn't talk nonsense. He got straight to the point: "I've called you all here because there are rumors of water shortages and droughts coming from various places in the Southern Wasteland. I want to ask you, how is the situation under your rule?"

Old Situ didn't say it was okay, but when he mentioned it, the whole tent was boiling.

"Old Situ, the rumors are true. It hasn't rained for days. The five cities under my rule have all suffered from lack of farmland and water. There are only eight cities in total, and most of the territory has suffered."

"It's the same under my rule. Except for cities and villages near rivers, farmland in most places lacks water and cannot be irrigated. If it doesn't rain again, I'm afraid a major drought is about to happen!"

"That's what I'm talking about. This matter is not trivial. We plant paddy fields in various parts of the Southern Wilderness. Without water to irrigate the farmland, the seedlings just planted will wither. This year's crops will definitely reduce production and there will be no harvest. After the drought, there will be a great famine.

....”

...

The land reclamation armies of various countries in the Southern Wilderness and Central and Eastern Europe have reported that various autonomous regions, large and small, have encountered a situation where farmland is short of water and cannot be irrigated.

At first, everyone was still complaining, but when everyone heard that the farmland was short of water, somehow the field became quiet.

Water shortage, drought, disaster...

These words kept popping up in everyone's mind, and everyone's face was full of panic.


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