"I always feel that they will still fight," Sui Xiong said.
"Even I can see that they are going to fight in the end. The word 'feel' is a bit redundant. " Javier, the God of Pleasure, sighed and said helplessly, "Why do they have to fight this war? They are all rich and powerful people. They eat, drink, and play every day, and the wealth in front of them can't be used up even after a few generations. Why do they want to risk their lives? "
Sui Xiong wanted to explain that "interests dictate", but on second thought, Javier used to be a prince of a big country, and he didn't even want the right of inheritance for the sake of eating, drinking, and playing. Asking such a person to understand the phrase "interests come first" was tantamount to asking a chicken to talk to a duck. No matter how much saliva he wasted, he would only be at a loss.
So after thinking for a while, he explained, "When there are people, there are grievances, and where there are grievances, there is Jianghu. In Jianghu, there is no free will. Even if some people don't want to fight, their relatives and friends want to fight, and their superiors and subordinates want to fight, they can't not cooperate. "
"But after all, there are only a few people who have grievances."
"Hatred can be magnified," Augmentin, the God of Command and Military Strategy, said. Augmentin, the God of Command and Military Strategy, said, "For example, if a knight and another knight have a grudge against each other, and they can't do anything to each other, they will naturally look for help. Then they fight a few battles, and a few people die on both sides, so the hatred expands to two groups. If these two groups can't do anything to each other, then they find help … I remember that more than one war was caused by this kind of grievance between two small nobles. "
"… I really don't understand, what is there to fight for? No matter how big the hatred is, is it more important than one's own life? "Javier sighed, shook his head, and murmured to himself," If you die, there will be nothing left! "
"Death is not the end," Yorgaardman, the God of Justice said. "In the world, there are many things more important than life."
Sui Xiong shook his head and didn't join the debate.
This was the difference in three views. Although the God of Strategy and the God of Justice had different standpoints, at least they could agree or at least understand "fighting for grievances". But the God of Pleasure couldn't, because for him, life was the foundation of enjoyment. If even life was gone, how could there be happiness?
This discussion was destined to be fruitless, but the great migration of the human world continued.
Close to a million people were like two large groups of ants, turning into two long dragons, winding on the vast land, moving forward slowly.
Generally speaking, the more people there were, the slower the journey would be. Taking ordinary civilians as an example, a few well-equipped men could easily travel a hundred miles in a day, but for a group of immigrants with the elderly and young, it would be considered good if they could walk thirty miles a day.
In general, the migration of the merchant party was faster because they carried less baggage. In order to improve the efficiency of the migration, the merchant party set up a supply point every 20 miles and arranged free food and lodging along the way. They also promised to distribute furniture and other things for free after the migration. Therefore, the migrants did not need to carry heavy things. Even if they did not have enough carriages and horses, it was not too tiring to rely on their two legs.
Things were different for the aristocratic party. Their immigrants had brought almost everything they could with them, from stools, pots, and bowls to tables and beds. Many of them had brought a large cart with a lot of things piled on it.
Most of the aristocratic immigrants had some family property, unlike the merchant immigrants who were mainly poor. However, this purchase had almost depleted the savings of many families. Long-distance migration was expensive in the first place, and the suzerains could not subsidize them much. When they wanted to sell the heavy things that they could not bring with them before they departed, the merchants in the north, who had already discussed it beforehand, unanimously said that they would not buy them. This made many families even more miserable.
In the sky, the invisible gods were watching the long migration team under their feet.
"Although the weather is still warm and people will not freeze to death, I am afraid that many people in the migration team of the aristocratic party will starve to death," the God of Justice said with a frown. "They do not have enough food."
"Even if they have enough, it is useless. In this kind of weather, food cannot be preserved for long, even rice," Sui Xiong said. "We can help them disperse the rain clouds and ensure that it will not rain along the way, but we cannot prevent the grain from going moldy."
"Isn't His Majesty the God of Medicine good at this?" the Goddess of Wealth asked. "Can you ask him for help?"
"I've sent all the clerics to help, but … even if my priests and priests can borrow divine power to cast spells to prevent food from rotting, they are still too few." Arcaian, who had been a little invisible recently, shook his head and said, "I've sent all the clerics to help.
The core of the doctrine of the God of Medicine was to use "technology" instead of "magic" to cure diseases. A qualified clergyman could obtain God's power through prayer and transform it into spells that could repel all germs and mold, so that food could be preserved for a long time. But there were very few people who could understand and agree with Arcaian's doctrine and had the ability to cast spells, so most of his clergymen were Saint Samurai. There were less than a hundred priests and priests in total.
Even though they had all been mobilized, it was still a drop in the bucket for the long migration team.
After all, there was a fundamental difference in the way of thinking between "technology" and "magic." There were too few people who could jump out of the difference and not be affected by fixed thinking!
Not only that, but some of the priests and priests of the God of Medicine were also invited by the merchant party. After all, the merchant party was also planning a big migration and needed their help.
Moreover, in the past, the merchant party and the Church of the God of Medicine were real friends. When the Church of the God of Medicine first spread to the Commonwealth of Gold Coins and developed, it was with the support of many merchants. There were also many children of merchants in the church. In contrast, there were relatively fewer people from aristocratic families.
This was because they had different positions. Children from merchant families who did not have the right of inheritance were keen to learn some skills. Whether it was to be a doctor or a craftsman, they were both good choices. In aristocratic families, even if they did not have the right of inheritance, they could still be given a shop or something else. It was normal for them to do nothing and live off the dividends.
Generally speaking, children from aristocratic families who did not have the right of inheritance were inclined to become adventurers or scholars. The former had power, while the latter had status.
Asking them to "serve the people" and learn medical skills to become doctors? That was not easy!
Even if they learned medical skills, they would only treat it as a hobby. They would not really become doctors.
If Arcaian had not discovered this in time and quickly sent down an oracle, the aristocratic party could not expect to find many clergymen who were willing to help them in the field of medicine.
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