Chapter 644: Men Can’t Resist the Temptation of Wonders
To supply enough food, we would have to search every household in the town carefully, and we might not be able to get enough.
But the noble castles don't have so many worries. It's enough to just find the warehouse. As for the quantity...
The castle warehouses stored more food than the entire town.
After all, there is no such thing as salt and iron monopoly in Andair. Important daily necessities such as food, salt and iron are controlled by the nobles themselves.
"Fuck, how did the country become like this!? How can we run a good country if the nobles control the food and live with these insects!"
Mo Cheng fully understood Queen Caroline's desire to centralize power. As he had not yet returned the knowledge points in the history textbook to the teacher, he was very clear about the consequences of allowing others to control important materials for people's livelihood such as food.
That would be equivalent to giving others the opportunity to rebel.
It's just that the Aundair royal family thought about centralizing power too late, so that the nobles under them already had the power to resist centralization.
"It's a pity that [Stuart's Alchemy Laboratory] is limited by materials and related operators. Otherwise, I would have assembled a tank regiment and driven into Fairhaven to use the guys from the Noble Alliance as track lubricant one by one."
When a country only has one city left, this situation is generally called "lingering on". Even if Mo Cheng wants to build a tank unit, he lacks both resources and manpower.
They continued to drive [Speedster] and [Aura of Swiftness] along the way. When they arrived at the nearest castle, they found that the barbarians were already one step ahead of them.
The barbarians were not fools, they knew where to get the most food supplies and property, so when Mo Cheng arrived, what appeared before him was a barbarian army loaded with treasures and heavy loads.
The enemies were almost fully loaded, so their mobility and attack power were compressed to the minimum. Moreover, the road they were on was flat and there were no obstructions.
A perfect...living target.
Without hesitation, or even the slightest pause, when he discovered the barbarian troops, Mo Cheng led the dragon cavalry to charge without saying a word.
The flat ground without obstacles is undoubtedly the best environment for cavalry to perform their duties. Mo Cheng led his men to charge back and forth several times, causing the barbarians, who had just experienced a difficult battle, to lose all their fighting spirit.
After only a few charges, the barbarian troops began to flee in all directions. However, even if they hid in the woods with their heavy belongings, they would leave conspicuous traces.
"As usual, kill them all, leave no one alive, chop off their heads and take them with you, I can use them."
Some people were sent to hunt down the fleeing barbarians, while the rest began to clean up the battlefield and collect the food and property that the barbarians had looted from the nobles' castles.
Mo Cheng had returned all the food and property to the town before, but he didn't plan to do that this time. Unlike the civilians, they didn't have much food robbed.
However, the food collected now is enough to last for several days.
Fight to support the war. As long as you keep winning, all the missing things can be obtained from the enemy.
Hearing Mo Cheng's order to collect heads again, although Cornell was a little confused, he still directed his men to chop off the heads of the barbarians one by one.
But after he finished, he finally couldn't hold back his curiosity and asked Mo Cheng: "Sir, are these heads collected for some kind of curse?"
Mo Cheng, who had changed his appearance, did not tell the Yalong Cavalry his name and position. If it were someone else, an airborne commander whose origins the soldiers had no idea about would not be able to get his subordinates to obey his orders, and it would be considered good enough if someone listened to him when he spoke.
But the dragon cavalry did not seem to have this problem. They occasionally had doubts, wondering about the identity and origins of this airborne commander, but when Mo Cheng issued an order, everyone tried their best to complete it.
No one questioned this, as if it was a matter of course.
"Curse? No no no, I can't do that kind of thing."
Even in Aundair, which is known as the country of mages, curses are considered a niche subject, and many mages are unwilling to spend the energy to study this subject.
However, there are mages who major in curses, but the difference between them is huge. For a rational mages, the subject of curses is really a gamble with little chance of winning.
It's like facing a card pool with no guarantee and throwing all the money you have into it.
Moreover, many curses require the caster to have hatred and malice from the bottom of his heart. Most skilled cursers have anti-social tendencies and are addicted to negative emotions for a long time, which has a huge impact on the study of magic.
At the same time, [Curse] has strict conditional restrictions. The stronger the curse, the more restrictions there are. But once the curse is formed and the logic is closed...
Anyone who sees that kind of thing will have to avoid it.
Without waiting for Cornell to continue to speculate on the idea of collecting heads, Mo Cheng directly told him the answer, "I just want to create a spectacle."
"A spectacle?"
"Ah, that thing is called [Jingguan], it's quite useful for scaring those cowardly guys."
Mo Cheng gestured with his hands, trying to explain to Cornell what a Jingguan is: "The enemy's heads must be complete. Incomplete ones can only be used as scraps, not as the main body of the Jingguan. Stack the heads into a pyramid shape, the higher the better. Of course, there is also a way to stack the heads into the shape of a city wall, the taller the better."
"In addition, it is important to note that the heads must be processed, otherwise the rotting smell and the germs that are born will make you realize what it means to shoot yourself in the foot."
"Tell them with the most obvious consequences that if they become our enemies, their entire families, clans, and even everyone in the country will become part of this spectacle. It will deter and intimidate the enemy, give the people confidence and protection, and at least significantly increase the stability and peace level."
Using the calmest tone and speaking the most bloody and brutal words, Mo Cheng pointed at the heads and continued, "If nothing unexpected happens, about one-third of the barbarian army will serve as raw materials for the Jingguan."
The remaining two-thirds did not become raw materials for the Jingguan not because of Mo Cheng's mercy, but because he estimated that at least one-third of the barbarian army would flee in all directions, and the remaining one-third would not even have a complete head left in the war.
Cornell was frightened by Mo Cheng's undisguised words and plans, which were full of blood between the lines. The scene of piling tens of thousands of heads together was enough to make one's hair stand on end just thinking about it.
But at the same time, Cornell felt deep down in his heart that this was a very good approach, and he was even looking forward to seeing that scene.
Just then, the soldiers who were cleaning the battlefield reported something to Mo Cheng.
"Huh? There's a priest of the Love Maiden in the barbarian army?"
