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Chapter 2251 girl riding a donkey

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    "It's not good!"

    Just after stepping into the border of the northern border, a gust of cold hit, and Dongfang Herring shuddered uncontrollably.  This kind of person is not the coldness of the usual temperature drop, but the coldness of the steel knife scraping the bone.

    It doesn't matter that his attribute is strong, just like an ordinary player, he might not be able to stand the cold wind alone.

    The climate in northern Xinjiang is cold, and the terrain is relatively flat. There are no mountains, rivers, or basins and canyons. At a glance, the sky and the earth are connected.

    Villages exist in the form of fortresses, which are either circular or square. A village is gathered together, surrounded by walls, and a village is a world.

    The NPCs in the Central Plains are relatively hospitable, while the NPCs in Northern Xinjiang are very indifferent and vigilant. Even if Dongfang Herring showed the title of "Human Race King", the sense of distance exuding from them is still very obvious. Dongfang Herring exchanged a few words,  I had no choice but to give up the idea of ??entering the village to have a look.

    This is the place where Northern Xinjiang and the Central Plains meet. It hasn't been affected by the war yet, but the news has spread. The NPCs in the village go out to work, with a sickle in one hand and a weapon in the other. They are ready to fight at any time. The sturdy breath is moving.  .

    Dongfang Herring slowed down, his eyes fell on the farmland outside the village, his face became serious unknowingly, the situation was much worse than expected.

    The farmland is gravel soil, with small grains of sand, and the soil can only be seen at a depth of about 20 centimeters. It is also half sand and half soil, and the soil content is very low.  This soil, strictly speaking, is not suitable for growing crops.  If it is in the Central Plains, this kind of farmland is untouched, because the production depends on luck.

    But nine out of ten of the farmland here are all this kind of gravel soil.

    The seed crop is a kind of food called black hemp bean, which has a poor taste, is difficult to swallow, and swells when exposed to water. Long-term use will lead to stiff bones and weird temper.  In times of famine, black hemp beans were used as food, but no one grows them now.  Unexpectedly, in northern Xinjiang, it is mainly black hemp beans.

    The black hemp bean has a strong growth ability and high yield. Even in the gravel field, they cannot be completely produced. It is probably for this reason that the npcs in northern Xinjiang choose this crop.

    However, the NPCs in Northern Xinjiang will eat it, but the people of Beirong may not.  The people of Beirong have been mainly eating beef and mutton for a long time, and eat less vegetables and fruits. The most important thing is that they have no habit of drinking tea.

    Simply put, it doesn't matter if you eat a little bit, if you eat it as a meal, you won't be able to digest it.  Unless you eat bit by bit, you can eat normally after several months of adaptation. Beirong people obviously don't have this time.

    If the Beirong people can't eat black hemp beans, they won't stay in northern Xinjiang for too long. Their goal is only one, the Central Plains.  The white rice in the Central Plains is their goal.

    Rice feeds people, no matter who can eat it, there is no indigestion,

    In such a situation, the imperial government didn't make it public at all. I don't know if it thinks this is a normal image, or there are other concerns. Anyway, Dongfang Herring's mood is unknowingly heavy.

    The climate in northern Xinjiang is not suitable for flying, the wind is strong, disorderly, and there are many dangers hidden.  However, the horses in Beijiang are good, with great strength, endurance and fast speed.  Dongfang Herring bought a horse for 30 gold coins, but in the Central Plains, such a horse would cost at least 50 gold coins.  This time Zhang Si

    Dongfang Herring has learned riding skills, and riding a horse is not a problem for him, but riding a horse in northern Xinjiang is really not an easy job. It¡¯s okay to walk slowly, and the speed is the same. The wind blows on his face like a knife.  &#24378&#29306&#32&#32&#35835&#29306

    Dongfang Herring calculated the time, and there was still time, so he slowed down and moved forward at a speed of about 30 yards. In this case, it is not too slow, but it will not be so painful.

    Unknowingly, a day passed, passing through countless villages, big and small, and the crops would be adjusted according to the different land. There were more potatoes, corn, etc., but the amount was small, basically black hemp  Bean-based.

    The further we advance, the worse the climate, the lower the yield of black bean, and the worse the life of NPCs. The clothes they wear are at least 50 years behind the Central Plains. If you don¡¯t see it with your own eyes, it¡¯s hard to believe that this is in  Citizens of the Empire of the same era.

    But the conditions are poor, and the level of npc has been significantly improved. The npc level at the junction with the Central Plains is basically between 80-90. Now the npc level that Dongfang Herring sees is basically above level 90, and those below level 90 are pitifully rare.  Just some children, women.

    The wind was strong at night, and the sound was like ghost crying. Even if Dongfang Herring hid in a sleeping bag, she could not sleep well. There were many wolves and wild dogs at night. It was not a good experience to spend the night in the wild.  killed more than thirty wolves, more than twenty??, it was the same breed as the horse he was sitting on, but it was obvious that his horse was a bit taller, whether it was the mouth of the bowl or the mane.  When Dongfang Herring bought this horse, he thought it was very handsome, but when compared with the sentinel's horse, he immediately felt that it was too inferior.

    The sentinel wore a felt hat, a heavy sheepskin jacket, braided hair into small braids, earrings, and was powerful. He was a head taller than the Central Plains people.

    Before Dongfang Herring found them, the two sentries had already seen him, and made a sound in an incomprehensible language from the inside.  A light flashed in one of the sentry's hands, and there was an extra black bow, which instantly became a full moon. With almost no need to aim, he shot an arrow at Dongfang Herring.

    To control the big and to control the owl.  Whoosh¡ª

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