The cost of arrows is very high.

Iron arrows need to be polished manually to be sharp. The arrow shaft and tail feather require high-quality materials to ensure the range.

There are huge differences in range, accuracy and lethality between inferior arrows and high-quality arrows.

It is reflected in the battlefield, which is the battle loss ratio between the two sides.

Generally speaking, it is enough to replace one cow with twenty or thirty high-quality arrows.

However, on average, no one can be killed.

Not everyone is a sharpshooter who can hit every shot. As long as the siege side has a sufficiently scattered position, the shooting rate of the arrow will be so low that people shake their heads and hold their foreheads.

Therefore, it is very cost-effective to use worthless lives and consume enemy arrows during wartime.

Moreover, nowadays, food is generally in short supply. The large amount of excess and inferior population consumed through war is already a political means for countries to maintain political stability.

Tacitly public secrets.

Rather than being in the country, turmoil has caused consuming the country's strength due to insufficient food.

It is better to take people to the neighboring country to loot, and whether they grab food or die unfortunately, they can solve the problem once and for all.

"Dirty politics!"

Brand felt disgusted from the bottom of his heart. But at this point, she still wanted to make her own sacrifice more valuable.

If you have the opportunity to conquer this city or besiege for a long time, you will be able to force Duke Defen to hand over the secret of breaking the limit of alcohol through negotiations.

As time goes by, the first round of offense comes to an end.

The city walls were covered with dead bodies, and the prisoners were like hedgehogs and were full of arrows.

The little girl with a confused expression fell to her knees in the middle of the battlefield, her eyes at a loss.

Which side should I go?

My mother protected her in front of her and had no breath.

Although the world is big, there is no place to live.

The situation is briefly calm.

The kind-hearted warrior turned over and jumped down from the city wall, ran to the little girl, and hurriedly carried the person away.

"Don't give them a chance to recycle arrows." Brand said in a deep voice.

The second round of offense followed.

This time it was a miscellaneous army of farmers who were forcibly conquered on the border of the Dongqi Kingdom. The thin people were wearing tattered ragged shirts.

The current situation of poverty is in the clear.

Compared to the unarmed situation in the first round, the attacker in the second round held a wooden shield with a strong psychological comfort effect.

The supervisor said loudly: "The general has an order to exchange arrows for food. Each intact arrow can be exchanged for ten kilograms of black potatoes. The damaged arrows must be exchanged for five kilograms, and the arrow must be there."

Hearing this, the scene was in an uproar.

The militia's timid eyes instantly became fanatical.

It is to rush to the top of the city to die, but if you grab a few arrows under the city, wouldn’t it be easy to capture it?

Food! You can exchange food!

A group of foolish people mustered up the courage to rush over to meet the rain of arrows on the city wall.

It was another scene of falling down.

Arrows easily penetrate wooden boards and pass through people's shoulders, palms, and various parts of their bodies.

Amid the tragic wailing sounds.

A lucky man tried his best to get out some arrows and staggered to the quarantine officer to exchange them.

Brand readily fulfilled his promise, and the black potato was worth the same.

Soon after several rounds, most of the arrows under the city wall were taken away.

"Sir, the injured militia, want to seek our help." A white-robed spellcaster came to the side of the Tyrannosaurus Rex and saluted.

The terrifying dragon beast slowly turned its head, cracked its big mouth, and its sharp fangs were flowing with a lot of saliva. The golden cracked pupils stared at the slightly shaking figure of the caster.

This is a Tyrannosaurus Rex with a gout personality, and he enjoys being able to enjoy himself.

"Don't worry about them, go to fend for yourself." Brand's body burned with bloody aura.

The Tyrannosaurus Rex crawled deeply and calmed down.

After discussion, everyone understood the intention of Commander Dongqi.

"Mr. Daifen, the kingdom army wants to consume our city guarding equipment, don't be fooled!"

"Don't you care? Let them clear all the city barriers we set up?"

"Perhaps we can send elite troops out and prevent them from getting close."

"How many people have you sent? There are fewer people and you will go to see him off. The opposite side is eager to go out of the city to fight. Their numbers and equipment are advantageous, and it is not clear whether there are hidden masters in the secret."

The two ruling scholars quarreled and were unable to unify their opinions for a long time.

"How many arrows are left?" Duke Defen interrupted.

"There are 33,000 high-quality arrows left, 92,000 ordinary arrows left, and 300,000 bamboo arrows left." The third butler in charge of ordnance management reported.

"High-quality arrows can only be used by elite shooters or above in the future." Duke Daifen made a decision.

"Yes!" the third butler replied loudly.

Ordinary arrows are difficult to shoot through thick wooden boards, and their range will shrink significantly.

As for bamboo arrows, in the face of a large war, they are like children's toys. As long as you protect the key points with your arms, it is difficult to cause fatal injuries.

Of course, Duke Daifen knew this. Normally, fighting was done by using the best quality arrows to suppress the enemy's morale through dense shootings, causing psychological pressure.

If the enemy has no morale, there is no need.

Three days passed in a blink of an eye.

The Kingdom Army tried many times, but did not launch a general attack, and I don’t know what to wait for.

Daifen believes that time is on his side.

Chenguang City has sufficient food and grass, and there is a vast territory behind it. As long as the temperature drops, the other party has to retreat.

A faint black mist turned into black ink crow fell on the tower of the Black Front Fortress.

"Mr. Daifen, good news!"

"What good news, tell me quickly."

"Earl Dinna, he successfully defeated the army of the Taron Kingdom and killed tens of thousands of enemies."

"Okay! She did a pretty job." Dai Fen was overjoyed, knowing that his sister Dana never boasted. The number of people who were 10,000 was definitely a real number.

In this way, the war should end.

At the end of September, the Kingdom of Dongqi retreated from the southern border of the Duchy of Heen.

A piece of ruins was left behind. Dozens of villages and towns were destroyed between the two countries.

The war has not come to an end.

In the next month, the Principality of Alrans suffered a more violent blow, with more than a dozen cities in the territory falling and countless villages and towns losing.

Finally, with the support of the Allies' Xun Dragoons and powerful men, they barely stabilized the situation.

During this war, hundreds of thousands of casualties were killed or injured on both sides.

Despite this, food is still far from enough. Large-scale famine fugitives have occurred in countries in the Eastern continent.

People who searched for food everywhere eventually became bandits. In order to survive, they waved their swords to ask for food from the weak. In no success, everyone cried.

This year, the current situation in the Eastern Continent was turbulent.

In historical records, a scarlet page is left, which later generations call it the year of war and disaster.

In a cruel world, perhaps there is only one place, and the years are still peaceful.

The corner of the Eastern Continent is called the territory of the Free Territory.

Fulin Castle, the auditorium on the sixth floor.

Luo Wei sat upright on a solid wood chair with complex patterns, beside him a cement stove was baking on fire, while admiring the snowflakes falling outside the window.
Chapter completed!