Becoming a lord in another world starts with farming

Owen, who was standing far away from the tree pit, watched the rain of stones falling from the sky sending a bunch of goblins flying. He couldn't help but sigh that Ciel's strength had become stronger again. Although this hammer had the power and equipment to support it, she couldn't help it. Her own strength should not be underestimated either. Maybe she should be exchanged for a better template. The Templar template is completely unable to bring out her full potential.

It is true that the Templar Knights are a special unit as famous as the Teutonic Warriors, but unlike the Teutonic Warriors who specialize in foot combat, if the Templar Knights do not have mounts, their strength will be reduced by at least three levels, so they can still compete with the Teutonic Warriors. The superior Templars couldn't sustain many moves without their mounts, which undoubtedly limited the upper limit of Ciel, who was better at foot combat.

Owen guessed that Ciel's force potential was at least sixty, and her current age was when her force value was growing rapidly. Plus, she was loyal to him, so it was worth investing in her.

However, the progress is tight now, so let her continue to lay the foundation with the Teutonic warriors first, and then wait until she has more time.

Thinking of this, Owen waved his hand, and the Goblin General immediately directed hundreds of Goblin farmers to take tools and start tearing down the wall from the hole in the ruins.

It is difficult to dismantle a whole wall, let alone a building built entirely with hard and heavy stones. After all, if the craftsmanship is good and the polishing is fine enough, the blades cannot be inserted into the gaps between the stones, and there is nothing that can be done without using siege equipment. But once a hole is made, the next step is as easy as peeling an onion.

A large group of goblin farmers swarmed up. Although they were not very strong, they knew how to use tools. They first tied the exposed rocks with ropes, and then pulled hard. For the still solid parts, they first used wooden stakes to hold the rocks. Then use a hammer to continuously hit the wooden pile, which can loosen the stone without damaging the integrity of the stone.

There are also goblin farmers who are making slopes with soil to make it easier to pull the rocks to the ground. Even the tribe's most elite demon sheep knight has changed his job as a truck driver.

"Expand the path to deliver food to Muzhai as wide as possible, build a stone road with ruins materials, and let the magic sheep pull the cart to transport it. I will give priority to converting goblins as labor force. Before the weather gets cold, enough food must be transported. Stone to the stronghold." Owen said to the Goblin General after exchanging several pieces of super farmland nearby to clean up the surrounding magic horn trees.

Regardless of whether the order was reasonable or not, the Goblin General had no right to refuse, so he accepted the order very simply. At the same time, he was already planning to capture more horned goblins as coolies.

The tribe is not short of food, enough to feed more horned goblins, and the dead goblins can also be used as their food. The goblin general smiled ferociously and decided their fate in a moment.

As for whether it is cruel, it is a cadre of the Demon King's Army, and cruelty is synonymous with it.

Of course Owen had some guesses as to what General Goblin would do. After all, the order he issued represented cruelty, but so what, his goodwill had not spread to the point where he would treat all Goblins equally, even after being transformed. In his opinion, the Goblin is just another consumable product, with no different essence.

Owen, who was becoming more and more accustomed to thinking as a high-ranking person, began to calculate the time required for this project on the way to Muzhai.

Although the Goblin tribe has many transformed Goblins, it needs to bear the burden of cleaning up ruins, dismantling stones, building roads and transporting them along the way. It is obvious that it is facing a serious shortage of labor force. Although the farmers in the nearest Muzhai are not included There are few, but they are tasked with felling timber and cannot spare many people. It seems that they can only mobilize a group of farmers from the territory to speed up road construction.

The problem is that building roads in the forest is not that simple. Just clearing away bushes and snakes and insects is enough to give people a huge headache, and the casualties are not very small.

Fortunately, there are horned goblins, these guys are suitable for doing these jobs, and they don't feel bad if they die.

Then the biggest problem is the trees. It is easy to cut down the trees, but cleaning the roots is a job that can make people lose their hair. First dig, then saw, then use a horse, and finally fill the hole. After all, a tree can It would take three or five farmers most of a day, and the most indispensable thing in the forest is trees, not to mention the need to compact the roadbed and lay stone slabs after backfilling. According to his plan, the time consumed is no shorter than Maya's plan.

"No, the road construction efficiency is too low." Owen took off his helmet and rubbed his brows. The cold feeling of the iron gloves did not relieve his headache.

Although he had previously planned to use dungeon secret passages to link several places, this was just an idea. Whether it would be implemented in the end was still a question. After all, if he wanted to link these places, he needed to exchange the dungeon secret passages. It was a number that made people dizzy just looking at it. The Goblin tribe alone was twenty or thirty miles away from the castle, not to mention the Buffalo Territory, which took two days to walk.

Owen immediately realized that exchange alone was not enough, and a professional construction team must be established.

After realizing this, Owen's mood did not improve much, but it became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

The Second Northland Pioneer Regiment caused a series of reactions after entering the Northland. There were no serfs, lack of livestock, attracting bandits, and various upcoming threats. Owen tolerated it. After all, this was the empire's decision, and he had nothing to do.

But in order to prevent a worse future, he must give up his original leisurely life and be forced to rack his brains to compete for time to develop his territory. Just like when you get off work on Friday, your boss suddenly arranges a big job for you that you may not be able to complete even if you work overtime. Life is the same, feeling aggrieved, bored, angry, but nowhere to vent!

"Mist grass!" Owen, who was troubled by a lot of troubles, almost yelled out. In the end, he left everything to Maya and asked her to mobilize manpower and material resources to complete the project, while he hid in the underground city. Secret room.

Facing the crude plan abandoned by her master, Maya didn't panic at all, because this was much better than the situation she had to face before. At least she didn't need to consider too many human factors, whether it was her own people or outsiders, and she didn't need to consider too many variables. , you only need to set a strategy and arrange it, and it will be executed perfectly, so there is no need to worry too much.

What's more, there is Ram. Maya only made a rough estimate. Although the amount of the project is not small, with the manpower and material resources she can currently mobilize, it is not impossible to complete, but it will take some time.

In contrast, Irving, who lacks the ability to withstand pressure, is fragile in heart, and is not very capable, does not know this, because some things are purely daily tasks for people with ability, but for people with insufficient ability, this is difficult. He is a fat tiger.

So Owen, who chose to escape, came to the secret room of the dungeon. In this small world, he seemed to have escaped all the troubles in the world, immersed in the comfort zone he had created, and was still in the mood to make himself a pot of coffee in the living area.

Of course, Owen was not so heartless, so he quietly looked at the steam and began to reflect on himself.