Lord of the North

Two days later, Jason took hundreds of soldiers and the giant net that had already been completed, and traveled all day and night to the icy lake in the west of Iron Fang Collar. The accompanying masters were Beowulf and Hassan. .

Lang Nat stayed in Iron Tooth Town, and the second day after Mr. Fei Qi reappeared, he ran out in a hurry to find his favorite student.

In addition to his superb medical skills, he also combined extraordinary strength and medical skills to create a school of his own, so he was eager to find a talented disciple in this area.

Then he looked at the large lake covered with thick ice in front of him and asked, "What is the name of this icy lake?"

"My lord, the name of this lake is Norwich, which means the jewel of the north." The village guide they found hurriedly replied with some excitement.

There is a small fishing village next to Norwich Lake. Every household here has a small boat. Usually they rely on the fish caught in this big lake for a living, but in winter they have nothing to do with the fish under the ice.

"Immediately order the soldiers to set up tents for the night. We will be here a few days ago." Jason nodded upon hearing this, and then ordered.

"My lord, you can live in the village." The villager answered nervously after Jason finished speaking.

"No, I'm still planning to investigate how to conduct winter fishing here."

Jason smiled at him. In fact, he felt that living in the village with more than a hundred people would cause a lot of inconvenience to the villagers, at least not enough housing.

The villagers had to give them their residences, and he thought it would be better not to disturb the people, since the tents they brought were enough anyway.

After speaking, Jason took a few steps forward and looked at the ice layer under his feet. Although it hasn't snowed recently, the temperature is still cold, and hundreds of people stand on the ice layer without any pressure.

"My lord, the thickness of the ice layer has been measured, and the average is about one meter."

At this moment a soldier ran up, still holding a metal fork in his hand.

"Do you still remember the process I taught you?" Jason nodded. With such a thick ice layer, there is no need to worry about accidents in the middle of fishing.

"Remember, my lord."

The soldier said in a deep voice, Jason had assigned them a division of labor before they came, and the work of digging holes, lowering nets, and collecting nets had been clearly assigned.

"Beowulf!" Jason turned his head and shouted at Beowulf who was closing his eyes and didn't know what he was doing: "Then it's up to you and Hassan,

Help me locate the school of fish! "

Because Jason didn't know how to locate Yuwozi, he could only choose this more brutal method, relying on the extraordinary perception of their earth knights to locate the fish school.

"Relax, my lord."

Beowulf opened his eyes. Just now he was trying to see if he could perceive the life fluctuations under the ice layer. Now he was sure that he could do this. As long as a large number of lives gathered under the ice layer, he would be able to Discover.

Then he ran quickly on the ice layer, his huge perception covered a distance of 100 meters around his body, and he couldn't hide any disturbances in this range.

"The rest of you should hurry up and pack up your tools, and get ready for work in a while." Jason watched Beowulf rushing out, then turned his head and ordered to the soldiers around him.

"Yes, sir." The soldier turned and left immediately after receiving the order.

As for where Hassan went, Jason said that he didn't know, this person's concealment ability was even more perverted than Morando, and he would disappear at every turn, maybe she was standing by Jason's side now.

This is one of the reasons Beowulf considers himself no match for him.

The villagers on the side were confused. Looking at the huge fishing net in the distance, they felt a little unbelievable. Could it be that fishing in winter was impossible?

Not long after, Beowulf came back with a pleasant expression on his face: "My lord, I found a place where life energy is very dense, roughly estimated to be in the thousands."

"Very good, let someone bring our fishing nets, we'll go there now." Jason was also full of excitement, but he was already prepared for poor harvests in the first few nets, after all, he didn't have much experience before.

Their fishing nets are hundreds of meters long, with heavy objects hanging from the bottom and wooden poles for guiding ropes on the top, which are used to gradually move the fishing nets from the net entrance to the net exit with the help of its buoyancy.

Dozens of soldiers followed Beowulf to the fish nest he had chosen, and began to drill holes in the ice along the marks he left behind, leaving a 30-centimeter-sized hole every ten meters or so. Hundreds of such holes are left in the ice.

"Get ready to get off the net." Jason looked at the net entrance in front of him, took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice.

Because the fishing net is too big and heavy, they need more than a dozen people to drag the steel cable to slowly lower the fishing net into place. Because of inexperience and improper operation, this process alone took them nearly four to five hours.

"My lord, the net has been set up, and it can be collected at any time."

After working for nearly a day, Jason went back to rest in the tent because it took too long to get off the net. At this time, a soldier came to report the news on the ice to him.

After a while, Jason rode his horse to the outlet of the net, and looked at the exhausted soldiers. Because they were too tired from work, their armor had been taken off to one side.

"Start collecting the net."

Jason looked at them and said softly. At this moment, his mood calmed down.

"Start collecting the net!" A soldier mounted his horse and ran towards the exit of the net, shouting as he ran.

There were more than a dozen soldiers and horses at the outlet of the net. After receiving the order, they immediately replaced the lead rope with a thick hemp rope, and slowly pulled the fishing net out of the water with a horse winch.

Jason and others hurriedly followed, and when they arrived at the outlet of the net, a fishing net had already been pulled out from the bottom of the water.

It’s just that there is still no fish to be seen for the time being. Everyone holds their breath and just stares at the water surface. There is only the sound of the winch rotating in the field.

Suddenly, Jason seemed to see something moving under the water, and he almost jumped up in excitement.

However, there was a soldier who was even more excited than him, pointing at the surface of the water and shouting excitedly: "There is something! There is something moving under the water!"

They have had a busy day, and the last people who want their efforts to go to waste are these hundred soldiers.

As soon as he finished speaking, a fish was dragged out of the water, and the moment it came out of the water, it was frozen stiff by the cold temperature.

Then came the second one, and the third one... more and more fish were pulled out from under the water surface, even a half-meter-long fish.

"oh!!!"

The soldiers couldn't help hugging and cheering together.

A black light flashed, and Hassan appeared beside Jason, startling Jason.

Hassan was surprised to see more and more fish caught in the net, and couldn't help turning his head to look at Jason. At first, he was a little distrustful when he learned of Jason's plan.

Fortunately, he didn't raise any objections at that time, otherwise he would have slapped him in the face.

"This, this, this..."

The village guide watched this scene dumbfounded, how could fish be caught like this?

"Go back and inform your villagers, bring your guys here to get fish as food for the winter." Jason also had a smile on his face, and patted the villager on the shoulder and said.

"Ah?" The villagers opened their mouths wide and looked at Jason. It took him a while to react, and they were instantly filled with great surprises. They quickly bowed and thanked him: "Thank you, thank you for your generosity!"

Then he turned and ran towards the village.