The Defeated Dragon

Are wild animals afraid of fire?

This is a very interesting question.

Gorterte swayed his head and made a different opinion: "The beasts are not afraid of fire, and some beasts may even be curious about fire, let alone the fire of Warcraft's natural closeness to the fire."

Marcus thought: "I don't think this method will not work. The small fire will certainly not be afraid of the beast, but the fire of the pine branch burning, I believe that even the fire attribute Warcraft will not want to approach. The felling tree fell the value of the pine tree and Not big, we want the trunk."

Around the burning fire, the discussion was full for a quarter of an hour.

Then Blair added another: "We can let the town's hunters participate in the tree cutting, let them arrange traps around, and it may not work against Warcraft, but at least an early warning effect, and then cooperate with the fire, I believe that it is enough to ensure the logging team serfs Security."

In the end, Liszt made a decision: "Fire, traps, this is a measure worth trying, but you should not overlook a crop in the town of flowers."

"What crop?" everyone was curious.

"Smoke grass."

"Smoke grass? Oh, my god, how to forget this terrible grass." Galthai immediately exaggeratedly danced and danced. "I believe that as long as I light a little smoked grass, even a dragon will be Smoked. That taste... The taste of Liszt’s burning in the milk farm is still fresh in my memory!"

The dragon will not be smoked, on the contrary, it will be attracted.

Liszt narrowed his eyes. He looked at Gao Ertai's expression and was convinced that the other person only mentioned the matter unconsciously, instead of asking for details.

On the day of the invasion of the invisible dragon, the burning of smoked grass, the cows that died in the dairy farm, the destroyed beacon tower, and the screaming screaming of the sorghum, were all doubts for others.

But Liszt said, don't ask.

So they can only put these doubts in their hearts until they forget.

"I am also convinced of this. When I studied the smoked grass, I put a little smoked grass juice on the nose of the green rabbit. The green rabbit was uncomfortable for two days and almost got a sickness." Isaiah is very With a nod to agree, the green rabbit is his mount, a blue horse.

"and so……"

Liszt put down the knife and fork, wiped his mouth and stopped eating: "Flames, traps and smoked grasses, three measures to protect the logging team, to ensure that Warcraft can not hurt anyone. This work, Gao Ertai teacher, Marku Teacher, you work together to make sure you are safe."

"Yes, adults!" Marcus led.

Gao Ertai also nodded quickly: "Give it to me, Liszt."

Liszt said with a mention: "In addition, the value of smoked grass, we finally found, so the smoked grass in the north of the flower farm, I decided to open up and expand the scale of the cultivation of smoked grass. Teacher Gao Ertai, you Then you need to come up with the plan and implement it as soon as possible."

"Maybe the wasteland we have opened up is not enough." Gao Ertai hesitated, "The number of serfs is seriously lacking. There were not many serfs, and there were a lot of oysters, apprentices of logging, road repairing and small town shops, even It’s the Knights’ squad and the castle servant, who have allotted a lot of serfs.”

He reached out and bent his fingers one by one: "Corn grass, corn fields, tulips... and a lot of seeds you traded, sweet cabbage, kohlrabi, onions, parsley, etc., all need serf planting, I think At least one thousand serfs need to be added."

There is no farm implement, and the method of reclaiming wasteland is slash-and-burn.

Farming is a labor-intensive task that requires many serfs to maintain the normal growth of crops and vegetables. If the serf is not enough, there is no way to plant it.

“If mechanized planting, more than a dozen people will be able to plant all the fields in the town of flowers.”

Liszt often fantasized about leading the flower town into the farming mode of American farmers, with large machinery driving in endless farmland.

It can only be an illusion, and now the flower town has few irons and hoes.

Therefore, he did not insist that Gaoertai must rapidly expand planting: "Then take out the plan first, divide the fields and acres, and wait until the manpower is sufficient before starting planting."

"as you wish."

......

Logging site.

More than 30 lumberjacks in two or two groups, using axe to cut down trees, have to say that the serfs who work hard all the year round, the strength is still very big, the efficiency of cutting trees is good.

Liszt rode on the dragon, and slowly patrolled.

On the other hand, Marcus is leading the Cavaliers squad, picking up the cut pine branches and dragging them into three fires in the woods. The fire ignited a raging fire and protected the logging site in a triangle.

Some hunters make traps around the fire.

Occasionally you can hear the sound of birds in the depths of the woods, without any dangerous atmosphere, only the scene of the heat. However, Liszt did not relax, the prompt of the smoke mission is obvious, there will be World of Warcraft invasion logging. Just don't know when this attack will happen.

"Warcraft, I have come to the town of flowers and have killed two."

A violent dog that has just recovered and has not recovered, one fights the stealing monkey to the exhausted wind, but there is no fierce battle, which is a form of leakage.

The only wind blade wolf in frontal conflict, just stunned, fled into the thorns.

He is now looking forward to the upcoming World of Warcraft invasion. This time, I don’t know what kind of World of Warcraft will be encountered, whether there will be fighting, and whether I can kill another Warcraft - the taste of World of Warcraft is much better than the ordinary beast. More magical nourishment, Liszt loves it.

The sun is burning, there is no wind, even in the shade of the trees, I don't feel how cool.

The vindictiveness of the fire attribute circulates in the meridians, and the hand rests on the hilt of the red blood sword, and the gaze passes over the mottled shadow on the ground. He feels that he is now boiling.

In his personal style, it is estimated that it is difficult to go to the battlefield for the Cavaliers to charge, want to show the heroic heroic posture, probably only looking for in the World of Warcraft - so many people, ready, and Marcus in Aside, assistance is not the best performance opportunity.

"Warcraft is coming over, my sword is already hungry and thirsty!"

bass!

He suddenly pulled out half of the red blood sword, wanted to pull out and play twice, but felt that it was not serious enough, he was ready to re-plug it back. At this time, the sound of the "squeaky" that was burned through the pine branches, and a slightly abrupt "beep" sound in the distance quickly caught his attention.

Marcus, who was also in the vicinity of the inspection, apparently found this sound and quietly sighed: "Warning!"

Take out the short gun and approach the sound.

Liszt clenched the hilt of the red blood sword, and the blue pupil of the gem in his eyes turned like a whirlpool, and the eye of the magic had been cast.

Soon, he was in a few grass positions and saw a faint trace of magic.

As soon as I recognized it, I recognized a total of three Warcraft!

"Marcus, come back!" Liszt pulled out the red blood sword and screamed. "Before 50 meters away, there are three Warcraft!"