Chapter 272 The Collapse of Huangshaling

Hogarth's eyes changed, and then he said helplessly: "Sir, do you really want to use the army? If you use the army for this kind of thing, the parliament will not support us, and our army..."

What Hogarth wanted to say was that his army was no match for the Red Sand Ridge Army, but he didn't say it after thinking about it. If he said this when the lord was in a bad mood, he would be in trouble.

For his own future, Hogarth decided to shut up.

Sure enough, Farah didn't mean to listen at all, and shouted loudly: "This kind of thing? What kind of thing is this? My territory has become like this, I can't even eat, and I'm not allowed to use the army. Even if the royal family comes, I will do the same." Farah danced with joy, as if venting his dissatisfaction.

But Hogarth knew his lord very well, and he couldn't help but curl his lips. His lord dared to say this in private. If he went out, let alone facing the royal family, even if he faced several great nobles in Remas, would he dare to do this?

You know, Fara is backed by several great nobles in Remas. Unfortunately, the rise of Red Sand Ridge has made Huang Sand Ridge lose its original value. Iron ore in Remas is far inferior to Red Sand Steel.

At this moment, the door was suddenly knocked. "Damn it, who dares to disturb me at this time? Come in. If you don't have something important, I will twist your head off and hang it on the flagpole."

As soon as the voice fell, a guard walked in from the gate. The guard gritted his teeth and his eyes were full of fear. Because he knew that his lord could really do such a thing.

"Tell me, what's the matter." Fara stared at the guard who disturbed him.

The guard swallowed his saliva and said carefully: "Your Excellency, just now, just received news that our army, the army smashed the caravan. Now the caravan has completely collapsed."

"What? Which bastard dared to do this?" Fara was surprised. Didn't his army obey orders? "Come with me and see which bastard dared to attack my caravan." His caravan was the lifeline of his territory and his source of income. Now it was broken by his own people.

The group ran out quickly, and when they arrived at the caravan headquarters, they saw a ruin. The things inside were thrown aside in a mess, and there were many people lying on the ground.

Many of these people died on the spot, and no one dared to mess around at the scene. Those who were injured were also lying on the ground wailing. There was no one nearby, but in the distance, there were heads sticking out from hidden places, looking at this side.

"Bastard, bastard, all bastards, who did this, come out. If I don't kill that bastard today, how can I live in the future." Farah was furious. He never thought that things would turn out like this.

"Sir, there is no one left. Those soldiers ran away after attacking us." The person in charge of the caravan ran out. Before, he had been hiding and didn't dare to come out at all.

"Tell me, what happened? Why did they attack you? Is it your fault?" Farah was eager to find someone to take the blame so that he could vent his anger.

The caravan leader swallowed his saliva and felt cold sweat dripping down his body. "Lord, it's really not my fault. It's all those soldiers who insisted that we raised prices and made them unable to survive, so they came to rob. All the remaining things in our caravan were robbed."

"Lord, we really didn't deliberately raise prices. It's because the taxes outside are too high. If we don't raise prices, let alone make money, we will definitely lose a lot." The caravan leader was about to cry.

Farah took a deep breath, and his anger was about to explode. "Prices again, prices again. Can't we survive if the prices rise a little? Can't we eat less? Can't we find food for ourselves?"

Everyone shut their mouths and lowered their heads, and no one dared to speak. The lord was a nobleman and had never experienced the feeling of being hungry. He didn't know what irrational things people who were hungry would do. But at this time, whoever dared to speak out would become Farah's target, and who knew what would happen.

"It's bad, it's bad, the soldiers in our territory have rebelled." A soldier ran over from a distance. If you look closely, you can still see the paleness on the soldier's face, which is obviously malnourished.

"What happened, tell me clearly." Farah stepped forward angrily, grabbed the soldier's collar and dragged him over.

The soldier saw that it was the lord, and he didn't dare to resist. He hurriedly said: "Report to the lord, just now, an army in our territory attacked the sentry post, and now they have all run away. In addition, there are civilians in the territory, who also took this opportunity to run away. There are farmers, miners, and many..."

The soldier spoke incoherently, and finally Farah finally figured out that the soldiers who had robbed the caravan in his territory before had indeed organized themselves and fled with their things.

The outermost sentry post was destroyed directly, and most of those who dared to continue defending were killed, and only a few escaped. This means that you have only a few soldiers left at Huangshaling, and you have become a commander without troops.

And those farmers and miners fled one by one. All of a sudden, the originally barren Huangshaling may not have many people left. Usually, Farah didn't care about civilians, but Farah knew that without civilians, his territory would be over. No one planted, no one mined, what should he do.

"Damn, you are all trash, you are all trash, you can't do a little thing well, and it turned out like this, what use do I have for you!" Farah's eyes were red, and he squatted on the ground with his head in his arms.

All the people around him lowered their heads. They had never seen Farah so miserable. If they still stared at him at this time, then they would be remembered later, and the end would probably not be too good.

Farah himself fell into silence. Who would have thought that in such a short time, the Huangshaling, which was originally in a good situation, actually collapsed completely from the inside. This is an economic sanction.

"Hahahaha, sanctions, very good, it's really sanctions. Damn half-elf, I will remember you." Farah slowly raised his head and stared fiercely to the north of him, the territory where the half-elf was.