The ideal ark in terra

"Standing in this place, do you feel a sense of epic time rushing over you?" I said, pointing to a stone tablet engraved with words.

"Nope. "Fiametta just felt the smell of cow and horse feces here, and it felt particularly disgusting.

"If you experience this kind of thing a lot, there will be no surging taste. Mostima carefully put her snacks in her bag so as not to get caught up in the smell.

"It's a sad thing that that series of battles is nothing more than saddling innocent people with sins that don't belong to them. The Shining looked cautiously in all directions, it seemed that a patrol of infected people had just walked by, but fortunately he didn't notice them.

"The place is called Sandomierz, and the nearest town that can be seen from this hillside is called Khmelnik, where the knightly army led by the Duke of Sław V was beaten by the army of the Northern Plains led by Baitar and fled in all directions.

It was a war in which Casimir was on the verge of extinction, when the Letannia Junker nobles in the west and northeast were a side of the princes, and their mutual distrust led to one defeat after another.

So half a century later, they defeated the Khan of Nahai and succeeded in avenging their revenge. But..."

Just as I was happily reminiscing about that history, the little phoenix jumped out and interrupted me.

"Alright, Doctor, don't go through the old calendar, there are very few people who know about this history, according to what you say, 800 years have passed since this happened, who remembers?" said Fiametta impatiently.

She couldn't figure out why she came out of the bustling metropolis and went to this poor and remote countryside to visit, investigate, and take pictures.

After a few days, the bread soup and vegetable soup that were so unpalatable that she couldn't swallow it were about to turn into a torment of her throat, and she was almost losing the strength to bite and swallow.

What she couldn't understand even more was that the doctor seemed to be still enjoying these things, and was happily immersed in them.

It is impossible for Mostima's will-and-do-fair, all-good personality to object, and even less to Sakaz, who came from Rhodes, is the only one who can put an end to this absurdity.

"How long are you going to toss, what's so good about those shabby villages, isn't it comfortable for us to live in the city?" said Fiametta, very angry.

I smiled and replied, "Didn't we have a hard time when we set up a tent there? I didn't listen to you complain about anything, why are you so angry when you live with those amiable old people?"

I went to buy something from them, and they tried their best to blackmail me, and our car was parked there in less than half a day before two wheels were removed, and if it wasn't for my locks, the whole car might have been stolen.

They're just a bunch of people with no education, and if the Shining wasn't a Sakaz, those people might have come up and flirt with them, really, it's annoying to look at them. Fiametta said without hiding her disgust.

I nodded and said, "Little Phoenix, you only see the bad side of them, but you don't see the other side of them. The old woman's house, where we stayed last night, had three daughters, but all of them were sold to the lord of the manor to be horse servants and maids.

I saw with my own eyes a little boy snatching a scorpion crawling on the street, pulling out the poisonous needle, setting up a fire and roasting it. According to the old people there, there have been famines in recent years, and many people who have fled from the south of Usas. This place is not only panicked, but also short of food and clothing.

"What does that have to do with us? They don't have any clothes to wear, they don't have food to eat, are we the ones who are responsible? It can only be said that the weather is not good, and in recent years I have seen a lot of news about heavy rainfall and floods and things like that. Fiametta wouldn't forgive those people for stealing their wheels just because they were pitiful, and she was speechless.

In a village of thousands of people, even the village chief and the police could not be found, and finally found the private patrol team of the owner of the manor to carry the case there. The owner of the manor swore to them that considering that this incident involved an international dispute, he would definitely investigate it to the end.

But who knows what the outcome will be?"

"Regarding the wheels matter, I think you can still rest assured, these Casimir places, the power of the small nobles in the local area is very large, if you really work hard, the efficiency is higher than those police who don't exist at all, I don't know how much.

I half-crouched down and stroked the stone tablet.

"And as you can see at the dinner last night, there was no food on the table, no meat, something nutritious, probably cheese. But even then, when they talked about their country's past fight against Urus, the Northern Plains, and East Prussia, they could not hide their pride and pride.

And when they talked about it for the last few hundred years, they repeatedly mentioned one name - Kostyushkko. This man can be said to be the national hero of Casimir, but it is a pity that his homeland is still in the hands of the Ursatians. Even the one who couldn't even hold the plate was there, and the old man was there with words and words to regain the lost ground. I think this is a good thing, which at least proves that although the aristocracy is still fighting against each other in the face of diplomatic disputes, the common people at the bottom still care about their comrades in the dead land.

It's bound to make a storm in the future, don't you say?"

the three women nodded as they listened.

The Lateran was a small, predominantly religious country, and even its independence was the result of a compromise with Syracuse.

Kazdale has experienced countless times of national fragmentation, and it is impossible to have any feelings of family and country to regain lost territory, and the so-called national spirit, which is even more in the air, does not exist at all.

It seems that the idea of spreading ideas has to vary from person to person, from country to country and from nation to nation, and after nearly a week of surveys, I personally have a deeper understanding of the current situation in the rural areas of Casimir.

But the Shining Spirits have completely failed to understand what the bottom means for the country and the important role of future wars.

Fiametta is a fanatical believer about Rutland's religion, and if she insists on defending the reactionary and extreme religious system in the future, she will have to face confrontation.

The Shining's current situation is a little similar to that of the Angels, both of whom have developed a sense of adoration for my person, and have completely imposed their personal ideals on me, which is not a good thing.

"Poznan, Karis, Toruń... How can you recover so many places? Casimir was born in such a position, and he was destined to be extraordinary. "In the future, the ground under our feet will be filled with the corpses of tens of thousands of people, or not."

"Bb b! Those outsiders over there, the emperor has ordered a curfew in this area for nearly a week, you should find a place to stay as soon as possible, if you can't find it, you have to go to the barracks to report the crime." A patrolman on a bicycle said.

"Why is there a curfew?" I said, confused.

"Just look at tomorrow's newspaper for yourselves, and in general, if you don't deal with it properly, you'll get a big deal!" said the patrolman who hurried away on his bike, judging by his clean clothes, neat countenance, and the brand-new bicycle.

It's definitely not the local gambling soldiers, it is estimated that they should have come from a nearby city.

"We've just been to those villages, and there are no radios, few people who can read, let alone subscribe to a newspaper. "So, what kind of news is it that requires a special communications corps to deliver the message?"

"Judging from where we are now, it is very likely that Ursas in the east has gathered troops in Lviv or something. Judging from the situation in recent days, it is not impossible for Usas to want to transfer the contradictions through war. I said with a very nervous look.

"Is there another war?" said Shining, holding his staff.

"It shouldn't just be about some local contradictions and quarrels, if Ursas really wants to pass on the contradictions, he should also attack Sami, not Casimir, a middle power. I said, "If Ursas wants to attack Casimir, he must have a general mobilization, which is absolutely impossible to disguise."

Mostima laughed when he heard this: "Is there such a possibility? That is, the rulers of Ursas believe that the offensive does not require a full mobilization, and only a few army groups of about 200,000 men need to be dispatched to eat Casimir."

"It seems to me that the attack on Casimir would require the mobilization of at least more than 1 million mechanized troops, and at least 2 million if it were a semi-mechanized, half-mule-horse army. It is estimated that 200,000 people can occupy only one province of the Southern Cross. The way I did my analysis was probably amusementing, and it made Mostima laugh.

"Sometimes we really can't overestimate the abilities of meat eaters, who are essentially human beings just like us. It's just that they have more information, and some high-level officials even get mixed up by inciting public opinion. Mostima said.

I have to say that I can agree with more than half of this.

In desperation, we had no choice but to go back to the village where we had stayed yesterday to rest.

When we returned, they had lost their former enthusiasm, and one after another had sad faces. The one messenger on a bicycle changed the village with a single sentence.

I slept on the carpet with Shining, she didn't change her Xi at all because of what happened today, she slept comfortably and beautifully.

Fiametta, who usually seemed the most calm, was the most nervous of the four, constantly sorting out his radio and trying to pick up some signals.

At one o'clock in the morning, the manor owner's soldiers ran to the village gate with a message, asking everyone to get up and go out.

I was woken up by the sound of gongs and drums, and the Shining reacted to the sound and asked me to go back to sleep and leave it alone.

Everyone in the village knew that the patrolman on the bicycle couldn't make a second trip, so no one took his curfew seriously.

Many of the villagers walked out with torches in their hands, some of them were sleepy-eyed, and a few of them were in good spirits, as if they were inspired by something.

Through the explanation of the lord of the manor, we learn that an army of Ursas is massing on a large scale in the Ternopil region, and the target is most likely Sandomierz. And the worst-case scenario is that the Ukrainian army will further force the San River to the Dobrochin area of the West Bug River, and then successfully border the central and eastern regions of Letania.

I couldn't stand the news that had happened less than ten days after I arrived in Casimir, and I was reminded of the nervous Knights of the Silver Helmet when I first arrived in Casimir.

Saying this, thinking about it, there was a reasonable explanation for their strange behavior at that time.

After the news was released, there were many young men who had just come of age and had strong blood and were eager to try, as if they wanted to go to the front line to snipe the enemy.

Some elderly people have sequelae, sliding the crutches in their hands there, drawing circles on the ground, highlighting a person who is at a loss.

There were some young women holding their children and weeping quietly.

On the contrary, the real pillars of the family are full of indifference, and they are still standing there, as if waiting for something important.

That's right, the most important thing to do in a war is to collect food.

Just as I was about to be there to hear how much food they wanted, the soldier directly said a figure that I couldn't imagine.

"All but the most basic food rations are handed in. "

???

!!

Yes, ruthless enough.

"Why do you have so much? I haven't been like this a few times before. An old man stood up and asked.

"Don't embarrass me about this, I'm just a messenger, I'll leave it here first, you go back to prepare food first, calculate what you want to eat first, by the way, the food for pigs, cows, and sheep still needs to be fed." Specifically, it should be waiting for my master to come over tomorrow and tell you in detail. After

the soldier finished speaking, he put on his hat and turned to leave.

Now the village didn't blow up completely, and the Shining hated the environment so much that he dragged me back to the basement.

"Doctor

, can you sleep?"

"To be honest, I can't sleep, that manor lord probably wants to take this opportunity to kill someone, I have to find a way."

"Don't take the initiative to get into trouble, Doctor, though I'll support you in whatever you do. "