Chapter 122 122. Mossophie's Wife

The caravan was very lucky and returned to Donggang City as early as the end of September. Not only did it successfully avoid the most dangerous weather, but it also brought 500 cattle to the territory.

Some people are very unfortunate.

Among the refugees who were rushing from Donglin City to Donggang City in batches, some were bound to die on the way.

Although Bruno has ordered the towns along the way to facilitate passage, it does not mean that the people there will give up their houses.

At most, they can arrange a cowshed and a pigpen and give them a cup of hot water, which is considered a conscientious act.

Sometimes, there is no place to live in the cowshed or pigsty . Ai Xin has walked this road before, so she naturally knows the situation. She used her status as the Lord of Donglin City to live in the homes of the mayors of various places, and was warmly entertained. She did not think it was wrong. She just subconsciously considered the number of people that could be accommodated in the place where she stayed every day.

The smallest village can only accommodate one hundred people.

In other words, without tents and adequate logistics, at most only a hundred people could travel together in a day. If there were more, some would have to sleep in the wilderness, resulting in casualties.

It would take more than three months to migrate 10,000 people.

Time gradually dragged on until mid-October.

There may be heavy snowfall in previous years, but such extreme snowstorms have never occurred before.

When the water source was frozen, people had to eat snow to quench their thirst. It was impossible to walk outside, and even wearing thick animal skins could not protect against hypothermia.

In the barn, the migrating refugees huddled together, hugged the large animals for warmth, and covered themselves with straw.

"Mom, I'm so cold"

"Child, hold on, don't sleep."

“But I can’t hold on.”

Many people lost their lives overnight.

Even people living in the houses were frozen to death! The next day, the sky was clear and cloudless.

The rising sun gives people a sense of illusory psychological comfort.

However, the temperature still did not rise.

The white snow absorbs the heat from the sun and continuously releases cold air.

As the saying goes, it's not cold when it snows, but it's cold when the snow melts. Lovey experienced this deeply when he went out.

He brought his maid and walked through the snow to the Executive Hall.

A large group of citizens gathered around, talking in a flurry of words, most of whom hoped that the lord would provide help.

There were too many families lacking cold-weather supplies, and Lowe was unable to help.

He issued a proclamation calling on the wealthy citizens in the city to sell their excess clothes to the Executive Office.

Fulinbao must take the lead in giving some money out, as all the family property has been used up now.

"You should think of a solution quickly! Don't you have a solution normally?" Lodel looked distressed when he heard the scholar talking about the number of people who froze to death.

"Time, give me time," Lovey murmured.

He now has to solve the problem of food and housing. Clothes are very troublesome, whether it is cotton, linen, or wool, it is not easy to get them in a short time.

That is, animal skins, which are relatively easy to obtain.

All the animal skins from this year's autumn hunt were given to the reclamation camp, resulting in a serious shortage in Donggang City.

The hemp purchased from other territories is not in sufficient quantity and is just a drop in the bucket.

Besides, linen clothes are not cold-resistant and are not very useful. Silk is too expensive and produced in small quantities, so ordinary people cannot afford it.

"Or, how about burning coal for heating?" Lowe said to the scholar around him.

"My Lord, burning coal can kill people," someone reminded.

"I know! Burning coal will produce a poisonous gas, which can be fatal if it reaches a certain concentration, but as long as there is ventilation, it won't be fatal."

Lowe decided to design a heating stove made of cement wrapped in an iron barrel and assign it to someone to make.

By the way, the technology of honeycomb briquettes was also brought out. Both of them will be of some use to the current situation.

Then, what should he do? Luo Wei looked confused and subconsciously made a model of a fire pit.

A heavy snowstorm knocked down his self-righteous arrogance. The news that reached Fulin Castle made everyone silent.

"Let's stop migrating for now." Lowe said helplessly.

Dongwang Town, a day's journey away from Donggang City, reported that forty-seven migrants were frozen to death in a snowstorm last night.

A figure of nearly half indicates that the situation in the villages and towns behind will definitely be worse.

“Mom, how did you deal with this situation in the past?” Lovi asked Evelin for advice.

"Suspend all activities and wait until next spring." That's right, you can't do anything now, Evelyn thought to herself with her head down.

No one meant to blame the lord.

Including the newly joined maid, everyone expressed their recognition of Lovey's efforts.

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Is that enough?

Lowe was unwilling to accept this. The number of lives reported every day deeply hurt his self-esteem.

It's really too bad. Time flies and it's early November.

Unable to stop the falling temperature, people have been forced to stop most outdoor activities.

On the walls of East Guard City, only a few soldiers were walking.

Suddenly, someone seemed to have discovered something and spit out a stream of white air: "Look."

There seemed to be a figure moving in the white snow.

Although they are all white, they can still be distinguished with the naked eye.

Someone began to ring the bells, and the city walls quickly went on alert.

The Dragon Teeth Plains are surrounded by the Thunder Mountains and are basically impossible to cross. The other side is said to be a swamp, and behind the swamp is the orc kingdom, the Tribe Alliance.

Very few people would pass by here. Xidan came to the top of the city and looked into the distance. The white figure had already walked into the canyon.

One of them took off his pure white hood, revealing a black and white panda head.

Pandaren? Xidan thought of the butler Mosophie and raised his hand to signal the people around him not to attack.

Five minutes later, more than a dozen pandamen approached.

"Hello, what can I do for you?" Hidan shouted.

"Hello, I am Mossofi's wife and his nephew. We have come to Fulin Castle for refuge." The leading panda shouted.

"Please come in." Xidan agreed to let the guard open the door.

The gate was frozen and couldn't be opened for a long time. Xidan had to ask people to throw down bamboo baskets and pull the pandas up one by one.

These orcs are really heavy, each weighing more than two or three hundred kilograms, and their bodies are covered with fur. No wonder they are not afraid of wind and snow.

Xidan personally pulled people up one by one and successfully won the favor of the panda people.

"Thank you very much. May I ask what your name is?" The panda who claimed to be Mossofi's wife bowed gracefully.

"I am Xidan, the mayor of Eastwatch City. I am quite familiar with Butler Mosofi."

After all, the monthly report to Fulinbao was handled by the butler. Xidan showed hospitality and invited more than a dozen pandas to the restaurant for dinner.

The weather is too cold, so there are no bamboo shoots. But steamed buns are also very much to the taste of the pandas.

They haven't had hot food for a long time! They started fighting for it. Xidan smiled and took out some steamed wine to entertain the guests. Drinking some brandy in the cold weather is not only for enjoyment, but also to keep away the cold: "How many days are you going to stay?"

"Thank you very much for the city lord's hospitality. We will rest for a while and then set off." Mossophie's wife replied.

(End of this chapter)