Cultivation Starts From Planting Sweet Potatoes

On the border of Heishui Town, more than 200 farmers are waiting in line with chicken coops and duck coops on their shoulders.

It only took one night to get the news and organize people to wait at the border. The speed of response is not to say that it is not fast.

Wei Peng and Ma Gan each led a team to guard here, ready to participate in the battle against locusts.

"Brother Wei, you said that instead of waiting here, we should go forward dozens of miles and stop the locust swarm in advance."

Ma Gan gnawed a piece of dry biscuit in his mouth, and his speech was a little slurred.

Wei Peng thought about it for a while, and felt that it made sense, and it happened to test the strength of the chicken and duck army in advance.

If you can't stop it, you can think of other ways.

The two quickly reached an agreement and led the people in the direction where the locusts appeared.

At present, the locusts are more than forty miles away from here, enough for them to walk for a whole day.

After the team left Blackwater Town, what they saw and heard was completely different.

The crops in Heishui Town were still green under the severe drought, and they could not feel the harshness of the drought at all.

But after they left Heishui Town, all the fields they saw were dry, and most of the crops were so dry that they could be ignited just by lighting a fire.

Some tenant families, old and young, moved water to the fields, but the water far away could not quench their thirst, and could only keep a few crops half-dead.

Seeing Ma Gan and other people passing by, these tenants hid far away in fear, for fear that the military masters would rob them of their little surplus food.

Wei Peng shook his head secretly. He could also guess the fear of the tenants, because they were a group of people with naked clothes and angry horses, and they were not easy to mess with at first glance.

However, with their wealth in Heishui Town, where can they see their three melons and two dates.

"Go and tell them that there is a plague of locusts coming, and let them prepare in advance."

Ma Gan pulled one of his subordinates and gave some instructions. Obviously, these tenants had not received the news of the coming locust plague and had not made any preparations.

He also spoke out in poverty, and couldn't bear to see these tenant farmers lose their money, and it would not take much trouble to tell them by the way.

So along the way,

Whenever he encounters a village or a tenant farmer in the field, Ma Gan will disclose the news by the way, so that the local tenant farmers can prepare in advance.

These tenant farmers are closer to the direction where the locusts came, but it is a pity that the news is blocked. If it is not informed by Ma Gan, it is estimated that the locust plague will not be known until the locust plague is approaching.

Their team traveled continuously and camped out overnight, and did not come into contact with the forward of the locust swarm until the next day.

At this time, in front of them, a dense swarm of locusts, like a dark cloud cover, landed on a tree by the roadside, and within a few breaths, the tree had no leaves left.

Several tenants guarded the only remaining field of their own, scrambling to drive away the locusts. The washbasin in their hands was about to be smashed, but the locusts still did not help.

An old man with thinning white hair was standing in a bean field, desperately waving a branch in his hand, trying to drive away the locusts, but there were too many locusts, so he only drove away a group, and other locusts immediately filled up.

Seeing the leaves of the bean sprouts in front of him disappearing gradually, the old man was quick to wit, and threw himself on a piece of bean sprouts, protecting the bean sprouts tightly.

But in this way, he can only watch the locust swarm devour other bean sprouts, and let his children and grandchildren resort to eighteen methods, but there is still nothing they can do.

"Quick! Get these chickens and ducks out."

Following Wei Peng's shouts, more than two hundred farmers opened the chicken and duck cages.

Two or three thousand chickens and ducks rushed out, and when they saw the food all over the mountains and fields in front of them, they excitedly stepped forward to peck at it.

These chickens and ducks are very efficient at eating locusts, one bite at a time, and the speed is very fast.

"Let's stop watching and do our best."

After releasing the chickens and ducks, Ma Gan greeted the guards behind him, took out a net, and swept it into the bean field next to him, and immediately more than a dozen locusts were caught in the net.

The guards and farmers who brought them also took their tools and started to kill the locusts.

In order to keep their own crops, the local tenant farmers had no time to catch and kill the locusts, so they could only drive them away with all their strength for the sake of speed. Therefore, the number of locusts has not been affected in any way, and the number of locusts will only increase.

And they came here for the purpose of exterminating the locusts. Although the speed was not as fast as that of the local tenants, if they could kill one, there would be one less.

Due to the participation of hundreds of them and two to three thousand chickens and ducks, this large group of locusts has been visibly reduced by the naked eye.

After fighting for more than two hours in a row, the locusts finally did not have much to ride on, and there were only sparse locusts bouncing around in the ground.

Of course, this is only a small part of the locust swarm. According to intelligence, there are more locusts still behind and coming here.

At this time, the two or three thousand chickens and ducks had already eaten their necks high, squatting on the ground, not wanting to move.

It seems that before they are digested, they have no fighting power.

The locusts captured by the guards and farmers had already filled several sacks.

In the face of dense locust swarms, the speed of using nets is still faster than that of chickens and ducks.

"Daddy! Daddy!"

Suddenly, a hoarse cry came from Dome Field, breaking the moment of tranquility.

It turned out that after the old man in the bean field stood up and saw the whole family moving water and watering the field day and night, the bean field that was barely preserved had been eaten by locusts, leaving only bare branches.

And the few bean sprouts that were protected by him were crushed by the body. Feeling sad for a moment, they slammed into the boulder beside the field.

"Father! Why can't you think about it?"

A young man tried his best to cover the old man's head with his clothes, but he saw that the blood was still coming out unstoppably.

Seeing this scene, Ma Gan couldn't bear it, stepped forward and performed a rejuvenation technique on the old man.

Under the shroud of green light, the bleeding on the old man's head gradually stopped, and his eyes regained their brilliance.

"Thank you Immortal Master for saving your life!"

A dozen or so members of the old man's large family knelt down and kowtowed to the hemp pole non-stop.

"You don't need to thank me, instead of trying your best to protect these bean sprouts, you might as well take the opportunity to catch more locusts.

Store it in the sun and use it to satisfy your hunger when there is no food. "

After being reminded by Ma Gan, the old man's family, as well as the surrounding tenants, all jumped at the locusts that were still jumping around with bright eyes.

For these tenants who have never had enough to eat, all edible food is their goal, and it is impossible to let it go.

Previously, they tried their best to protect the crops because they put too much effort into these crops, invested too much, and the harvest of the crops was higher.

Now anyway, the crops can no longer be kept, and as soon as he was reminded by the hemp pole, his mind immediately became active.

For the current plan, it is better to take the opportunity to catch more locusts, so as to recover some losses.

Immediately, all the villagers used 18 kinds of martial arts, each with their own means, to catch the locusts with all their strength.

At this moment, the locusts seemed to perceive the minds of these tenant farmers, a dark cloud rose in the distance, and a larger group of locusts flew here.

This group of tenant farmers who had lost their crops and were almost unable to survive, cheered at this time, hoping that the locust plague would come more suddenly.

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