Chapter 166 When will the food arrive?
Liangzhou actually suffered a locust plague.
Moreover, the locusts were flying over from the mountains!
Sang Ning'er was right about everything!
"Collect the grain! Collect the grain quickly!"
"Dingsan, go to the military camp and borrow some men to collect food!"
In a short while, the locusts had already rushed into the fields and started a feast.
The people were in chaos and rushed into the fields to drive them away like crazy.
"Don't eat my food! Don't eat my food!"
They brandished their sickles and began to harvest as quickly as possible. However, the locusts mistook people for plants and flew over them, blocking their view.
What is even more despairing is that there are so many locusts that they swarm densely on the millet and cannot be driven away at all. Even after the harvest, they still lie on the millet and feast on it.
This is not eating food, this is eating their flesh and blood!
Xu Wude rushed over with all the servants in the mansion.
They took their brooms and went to the fields without saying a word.
"We'll drive the foes in front, and you'll collect them from behind!"
Those who laughed at him at first regretted and cried.
"Wu De, it's all my fault for not listening to you."
The man's head and face were covered with colorful locusts, which were really scary, like a moving tree stump.
How pleasant it was to drink tea then, how miserable it is now.
I regret it so much.
"Stop talking nonsense and wait until we finish harvesting the crops!"
There is no way to collect them all.
There is no way to collect them all.
The man looked at the incomplete straw in his hands, which he had just harvested, and collapsed to the ground in despair.
Let’s put it this way, if locusts in normal times are just ordinary people, locusts during a locust plague are an iron-blooded army.
The killing was brutal and not a single piece of armor was left alive.
"It's useless, don't waste your time..."
There were already loud cries all around.
There are men, women, old people and children.
"Sir! A letter has been delivered by carrier pigeon!" A palace soldier ran over and handed over a roll of paper.
Bai Yi opened it with trembling fingers.
"Longcheng... locust plague, Yangguan, locust plague..."
The locusts came from the west two days ago.
It's raining so hard here that the pigeons can't fly, so it's late, too late...
Surprisingly, have they all suffered a disaster?
Bai Yi felt a little weak, and a pair of soft but strong hands supported him from behind.
"Sir." Hong Shengtian, who was wearing a black hooded cloak, looked at him worriedly.
Bai Yi brushed it off and calmed himself down, "I'm fine."
"Sir, Madam Sang is here!" Ding San's eyes lit up.
"She must have a way!"
Is there?
Bai Yi cast a hopeful look at Sang Ning.
Sang Ning came here with Huo Baohong.
When the locusts came, even people at home could tell, and many of them flew over the roofs and yards.
"Sir, quickly inform the people that these locusts have mutated. Those with black heads are inedible, but those with green heads are edible."
Why!
It’s already this late, and she’s still talking about eating!
Let’s see if the people still have time to eat?
"Sir, quickly send someone to announce that many people have already run out to be arrested!"
Those who have land are crying for the land, and those who don’t have land are working hard to catch locusts to eat during the winter!
If you eat too much, it can really kill you!
"Dingsan, send people to each village to announce it!"
Bai Yi gave the order and then asked anxiously, "Do you have any other way to deal with these locusts?"
"Yes, burn it!"
Sang Ning was holding a wooden barrel and shook it. "There's sulfur oil in it. Let's quickly light the hay and burn the locusts."
Sulfur oil!
Wouldn’t that burn the crops as well?
What's the difference between this and burning everything together?
"Sir, you don't think these crops can be saved, do you? There is no time, they cannot be harvested!" Sang Ning said quickly.
Huo Baohong also said anxiously: "Sir, locusts lay eggs as they eat. If they lay eggs, there will be a risk of locust plagues next year. In the past, Jingzhou continued to suffer for a second year, and the Jingzhou County Governor finally had to resort to burning the crops."
"Moreover, these locusts are coming from the west. I don't know if Longcheng and Yangguan have escaped them, but further southeast is Jincheng. After they finish eating, they will continue to fly east. By then, who knows how many cities they will harm!"
Bai Yi's mind finally cleared up.
Yes, Liangzhou can no longer be defended, and we can’t let them fly down anymore.
The only option is to burn it!
Pain flashed in Bai Yi's eyes.
A difference of one thought.
It's too late to regret.
"Get all the people out of the fields! Burn them!"
Su Huiye came with his men and drove the people in the field away.
It was as if they were back in the days of fighting forest fires, fighting together.
But this time, everyone endured the immense grief and destroyed the capital for survival with their own hands.
Hay was spread, sulfur oil was poured, and tung oil was collected to ensure that every piece of crop was ready for burning.
Then, everyone shot arrows and set them on fire.
The locusts were greedy and unwilling to give up the delicious food. By the time they wanted to escape, it was too late. Thick smoke billowed, scorching and distorting the sky of Liangzhou.
In the dark crowd, the crying has gradually subsided, leaving only numbness, sadness and dullness.
This day was a disaster day for Liangzhou.
The bloody lesson made them engrave the horror of locusts into their bones.
Why?
Is it so difficult to live?
How long will God continue to humiliate people?
"Grandson, grandma is dying. With one more mouth to feed, our family won't survive the winter. You must listen to your father."
An old lady said this before she hit her head against a huge rock next to her and died.
The crowd screamed and rioted.
The drought had just ended and I thought there was hope, but even the few crops I had were wiped out.
There is no way to survive ahead, the food distributed by the government is not enough!
I don’t want to live anymore. I don’t want to live anymore. I suffer while I am alive.
Some people had dull eyes and began to think about death.
"Quiet, quiet! Listen to what the county magistrate says!" Rong Kun shouted.
Bai Yi's eyes were red as he promised the people in a firm voice, "I, the prefect, will never let you go hungry. I will send a letter right away and ask the court to send people to help and borrow grain from Jincheng. I will get through this. I swear!"
An old man with gray hair staggered forward.
"I'm not afraid of death, old man. My Lord, I have the audacity to ask you a question today: We haven't received any relief food in ten days. Does the court no longer want to care about us?"
"No! The relief food was just delayed on the way and will arrive soon."
"But, Lord County Magistrate, how many more days should we wait? Three days, five days, or ten days? I'm afraid the food won't arrive by then, I... I..."
The old man fell to the ground.
"Dad!" His son rushed over.
"Did you eat those wild vegetables? I told you that no one digs those vegetables, so you can't eat them, you can't eat them, Dad..."
Ding San went forward to check and found that the person was already dead.
"The root of the tongue is black, there is white foam in the spit, and the pupils are dilated. These are symptoms of poisoning."
"Sir, when will the food arrive? Can we wait until then?" someone began to ask loudly.
"I heard that Sang had long ago told you that a locust plague was coming. Why didn't you give the order to collect the grain?"
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