Chapter 229, Golden Province

Jilang City, a newly renamed city, comes from the ruler of this area, the Youlan Jilang family. It is a magnificent city, a little crowded. The history of this city is quite long, and it has existed for nearly half a thousand years.

A rich city, before the Youlan Jilang family won the struggle for power, the name of this city was not this name that showed belonging, but a more appropriate name, Yaojin City, which was derived from the dazzling golden wheat waves outside the city.

The city located in the flat basin controls many farms and manors of all sizes nearby that seem to be connected into a golden wave.

These farms and manors support a large group of knights, and solid fortresses are scattered all over this golden wave.

Of course, this year's barley has been harvested early, and it is impossible to see the most dazzling moment of this golden wheat wave. There are only continuous yellow wheat stubble.

This period of time is the most leisurely time of the year for farmers. Under the support of this golden wave, famine has not come to this area for a long time.

No matter what other parts of the empire call this province, the people living in this area can proudly tell themselves.

We were born in a land of harvest, a land of abundance.

Golden Province.

Although chaos followed the advent of gods of all sizes, small-scale wars broke out many times, and many strong fortresses and manors were destroyed in the wars, and even those noble lords and knights who were high above were also taken to the gallows.

But the rich land tolerated these chaos, and tightening the belt would not be particularly sad this year.

The priests of the great majesty opened churches in manors and villages one after another. Those majesties were really amazing, and even the knight had to kneel before the statue of the majesty.

Although this group of majesties was not very united, the majesty priests who came later burned down the churches built by the majesty priests who came in front.

But what does this have to do with me?

A slightly hunched middle-aged man staggered with a rough sack on his back, pushed open the low grille wooden door, his face flushed a little, burped, and the smell of low-quality alcohol lingered on him.

Old Susan shouldn't blame me, in a good year, you have to drink beer! I only drank one glass!

He had been thinking about this glass of beer for a long time, and went to the mill early to grind the wheat into flour, and he only ordered one glass of beer.

Old Susan will definitely not be angry, she has been reciting the hymn seriously these days, and she should not care about me.

The new His Majesty is really generous. As long as you can sing the hymn fluently, you will receive a small bag of salt every week.

No, it seems not His Majesty, but His Majesty's believers. No matter, thinking about the messy relationships and titles of the His Majesties, he just feels a headache.

He raised the wooden cup in his hand high.

To him, it was useless to believe His Majesty, after all, the things about selling and stargazing were really confusing.

Under the influence of alcohol, this ordinary middle-aged farmer did something quite extraordinary, raising the wide wooden cup in his hand high.

"Praise the harvest! Great harvest!"

He imitated the passage of poetry and shouted loudly with his neck stretched. For ordinary farmers, nothing was more important than the harvest. He just hoped that he would not be visited by the old priest in the church tomorrow.

In general, this year is a year of harvest, and a harvest can bring stability and peace.

But in such a year, we must also be on guard, guard against some sneaky guys, and guard against those cowardly things that show up from the dark corners.

Those hateful rats.

Those ratmen.

A pair of red eyes appeared in the shadow of this peaceful village, and one pair of eyes after another appeared in the shadow of this quiet village.

The fearful gaze was cast towards the castle in the center of the village, on the ferocious crossbows placed on the gap in the castle, and on the guards on guard.

This castle is a square castle of backward times, not the cylindrical castle that has emerged in the Youyan people in recent years. Even though it is still solid, the structure has some dead corners on the four corners that are difficult to defend.

A sneaky figure ran in the dark.

This is a group of ratmen, a vanguard, an advance army, or a group of young ratmen who ran too fast and left the team.

The restless young ratmen always want to do something, running wildly in the dark, trying to get close to the solid castle. I don’t know what these guys want to do, but no matter what they want to do, they are a little too self-defeating.

And there is also a guy who is dragging his feet among this group of young ratmen. A young ratman was discovered by a hound while running, and the messy roar broke the tranquility of the village.

The young ratman whose whereabouts were discovered was furious. When the awakened villagers arrived holding all kinds of things, they saw a strange-looking thing.

Red eyes, two pieces of armor made of iron sheets, hunched back, ferociously tearing a dead hound.

The scarlet eyes looked around the villagers in front of him, and this appearance made the villagers feel a little scared and took a step back.

Until a villager finally recognized this strange thing.

Shouted loudly.

"Damn it! This is a rat man!"

The villagers' fear dissipated at this moment, and angry voices rang out one after another.

"A damn rat man bit Old Bob to death!"

For some reason, a dog got the name of Old Bob.

Faced with such a situation, this particularly irritable young rat man was still waving the things in his hands, trying to intimidate the guy in front of him.

But the villagers who had dealt with rats a lot were not afraid.

The villagers holding various things came over angrily, and the young rat man wanted to show his teeth and claws in the face of such a scene.

A pitchfork was first thrust at the young ratman, angering this particularly irritable guy. He put down the hound in his hand, waved the spear in his hand, and attacked the villagers in front of him, but he overestimated himself.

A few pitchforks fell, and with the combined efforts of the villagers, the irritable young ratman was lifted high up. He did not die immediately, and waved his claws in the sky.

Listening to this irritable roar, looking at the guy who was still struggling wildly even though his body was pierced and lifted high.

It was not like a ratman at all. The villagers had never seen a ratman like this.

Fortunately, fortunately, this dangerous ratman was killed.

The irritable young ratman was killed by them, and they breathed a sigh of relief.

Is it just over?

It was also at this time that the group of young ratmen running wildly in the shadow of the village found something more interesting.

All the previous plans and intentions were thrown away.

Bright flames rose up, and with loud shouts, almost the entire village was alarmed this time, even the knights in the castle were no exception.

On the east side of the village, a newly built church was set on fire at this moment, and some sneaky figures were dancing outside the flames.

Until the villagers came one after another, facing these villagers holding pitchforks, sickles, butcher knives, and all kinds of messy tools, this group of young rats did not know the current situation like the irritable guy, and they scattered and ran away in an instant.

Soon, the fire in the church was extinguished by the efforts of the villagers, but after the fire was extinguished, every villager present was a little more uneasy.

On the top of the church, on the church, a figure with wide eyes was hanging, the white robe was stained red with blood, the eyes on the forehead were removed, staring, and the body was pierced by the sharp top of the church.

Every villager who witnessed this scene took a breath, but this was not the end of the atrocities. After the flames were extinguished and the charred church, the statue of the god was pushed down and shattered into several sections on the ground.

Later, the guards who arrived drove away the villagers who were watching.

The joy of the harvest was interrupted by this horrifying scene at this moment, and there was a bit of haze.

Is it just the end of the matter, or just the beginning.

Years of harvest are always troubled by rats, although there may be a little more rats coming this time, some may be much more.

The traces of rats began to appear in the villages and manors outside the city.

As a sign.

Some more perceptive knights reported this disturbing scene to their lords, but it was a pity that the city of Jilang was also in chaos at this time.

The death of the provincial governor brought chaos in various senses.

Although such chaos was probably caused by the rats alone, the spear thrown by Rat War was really accurate.

A huge bounty was issued for the body of the dead governor of the province. In the chaos, the noble coalition did not even take back the body of the governor of the province. Those self-proclaimed loyal and powerful magic knights also bowed their heads at this moment.

This is of course a shame, but a greater shame followed.

The body of the governor of the province has not been found, the threat of the unknown enemy has not died, their relatives have just died, revenge has not been mentioned first, but a terrifying power storm has entered the brewing stage.

Only a huge bounty was hastily issued.

However, this bounty is not without effect. A team of mercenaries was attracted by the series of zeros and stepped out of the city.

In this rich region, most people in the Golden Province did not really realize how difficult the problem they faced this time would be.

In the continental corridor, the skeleton bell arrived and was erected high by the rats. A huge bell tower was built by the rats.

Today, the skeleton bell will officially fall and be officially rung.

A grand ceremony made the temple guards feel troubled. The enemies on the grassland had been completely defeated by the ratmen, and the accumulated corpses from the brutal fight not long ago sank into the sea again and again.

Goblins alone were obviously not enough to support a grand ceremony.

The temple guards were really troubled.

But during the time they were in trouble, the landfill project of the strait was gradually coming to an end, and a metal casting road was about to be completed.

Even before the fall of the giant bell.

Amid the cheers of countless ratmen, the connection between the two continents was once again opened.

On the ocean.

Sheng Qi officially started his voyage. He put together a large fleet in a very short time and started his route on the ocean in chaos and discomfort.

Of course, the current navigation level of the ratmen is far from enough to set foot in the deep sea, and they just move along the coast.

This is a fresh experience. After advancing on this endless sea for only a few days, after the initial freshness faded, Sheng Qi felt a bit bored.

Moreover, this voyage is not safe. It is a bit of a stretch to call these bathtubs warships, especially when facing those covetous fishmen. Although they are all made of metal, these fishmen can't drill through the rats' warships at all, but from time to time, these noisy guys will start to climb the rats' warships.

The two sides changed from fighting on the coast to fighting on the warships.

The gap in strength has not changed, but this group of fishmen who are like young people never seem to be afraid or scared. Even if the rats kill them, they still keep going.

For the first time, Sheng Qi felt bored with these weak sacrifices that came to his door.

Especially on the swaying warship, accompanied by the pungent fishy smell and the unstable environment, he inexplicably felt nauseous.

It seems that seasickness is not limited to a certain kind of intelligent creature.

As the commander of this army, Sheng Qi has not been in a good state recently. He is a little seasick.

But he is lucky. During this period of time, except for the continuous attacks of the fishmen who have a grudge against them, no one has attacked the army led by Sheng Qi. No, maybe it is more appropriate to call it a fleet.

At least it is much better than the twists and turns of the rat war. The Western Expeditionary Force is moving forward steadily. As for the reason, it should not be difficult to guess.

After all, this rat fleet is so funny that it is difficult for people to take it seriously.

A group of bathtubs floating on the sea with their center of gravity offset together is really difficult to take seriously. By the way, it is not just that. These bathtubs sailing on the sea are accompanied by music.

In the harsh sound of the bell, Sheng Qi, who was already a little depressed, became more and more unwell. He felt that his head was about to explode.

Damn it, that damn rat priest is still shaking the bell.

Rope Seven, floating on the sea, showed a look of despair.

Brothers, I want to change my name, do you have any recommendations?