If I let you farm, will you become the emperor of the empire?

Any great pioneering movement cannot be separated from the support of a strong regime.

There was also a pioneering period during the Conqueror Period.

A pioneer could become a pioneer lord.

That period was a positive and progressive era, and the Black Iron Land is still enjoying the dividends brought by that pioneering.

However, the results of the pioneering were not necessarily good.

The pioneers fought with the sky, the earth, and opened up a piece of land with their bare hands.

It is true that they are indomitable and determined, and it is also true that they are strong and full of martial virtue.

Although they have hunting bows and leather armor, they are certainly no match for the nobles' full-body armored and sharp lances.

Moreover, the nobles did not want to kill all the pioneers, otherwise there would be no one to farm for them - they had a clear purpose, just kill the leader.

When the lower-level pioneers saw that their lords were dead, they might not be willing to sacrifice their lives to accompany the gentlemen to pull down those knights.

Some pioneer lords relied on prestige and geographical advantages to hold on.

But most of the pioneering lords have not yet accumulated military capital, and they don’t even have castles. They can only be regarded as manor owners, and naturally they can’t defend.

For example, Kant Territory.

That piece of land was not originally developed by the ancestors of Count Kant.

But when that piece of pioneering land became Kant Territory, the Black Iron King did not intervene.

Now it has become the City of Plenty, and the Black Iron King still does not intervene.

It was like this back then, and it is still like this now. History is like a circle, and only the eternal law of the survival of the fittest has not changed.

Unless there is a force that can provide all the means of production needed for land reclamation and protect the rights and interests of the pioneers themselves.

Roman’s idea is very clear.

Whoever doesn’t let him farm, he will plant in the land.

When he finishes farming, he will plant all the idiots in the land.

There is no room for negotiation.

The land needs blood and corpses to nourish it, and the aristocracy of the old era is the best nourishment.

After seeing that the City of Plenty has settled down, Roman began to send people to transplant various fruit trees from Apple Town and plant them in those reclamation sites.

The director of the Ministry of Agriculture, Barlow, personally led people to cut branches and leaves, and wrapped the roots of those fruit trees with soil and sacks - generally fruit tree seedlings over one meter and under three meters.

Among them, grapes can be used to make wine, can be placed in department stores, and are much more expensive than beer.

It is also easy to harvest wealth, and the difficulty of planting is not high. Hardwood cuttings and breeding are very fast. Once they survive, they can get stable output in two or three years if they are properly managed.

After the rice harvest in June.

The high temperature hits and it begins to enter the early autumn season.

Roman had to reduce the intensity of labor.

This year, the fish ponds and winding rivers next to the paddy fields brought Roman more than 300,000 kilograms of fish meat.

As long as those fish are slightly fed, and fermented grass and animal manure are thrown into them, they can bring a lot of nutrients to plankton, and the final yield is more than ten times stronger than wild fish.

It was also during this period that an epidemic broke out in a chicken coop in the meadow pasture, probably because of the high temperature and some other reasons.

It was too late to find out about this, and it alarmed Yaki and Roman.

Thousands of old hens that lay eggs died in large numbers.

Roman made a decision - burn them all down.

He didn't want the farm anymore, and directly piled a lot of firewood in the chicken coop and set it on fire to disinfect it thoroughly. Because the disinfection methods are not perfect now, they can only pour lime water, which is too slow and difficult to clean up. Using extreme methods is more efficient.

Thick black smoke covered the sky and was clearly visible ten miles away.

When the flames went out, the whole farm was extremely dark, but the main structure was actually intact.

Roman used explosives to blow it down and completely buried the chicken coop.

The staff of the chicken coop were also isolated, washed their bodies with soap, and left for a few days.

Roman's vigorous style also left a deep impression on Yaki.

After all, there were 20,000 chickens, and they were all gone in an instant. It was simply an extermination order.

A brave man cuts off his arm to avoid chaos.

Chickens are densely farmed, and now it is hot weather, so some things cannot be prevented.

Other farms are not so bad.

Pigs, sheep, cattle and horses are large domestic animals with strong resistance and are not prone to accidents.

This year's domestic pigs are gradually being slaughtered on a large scale.

This autumn, it is expected to bring nearly two million kilograms of pork and half a million kilograms of mutton to Roman.

After years of domestication, wild donkeys and wild horses have finally hybridized into reliable mules.

The first batch of high-quality foals, donkeys, and mules are all in their infancy, and it will take another two or three years to become qualified animal power.

But once they are adults, they can be used for more than ten years.

Harvest!

Harvest everywhere!

Continuous harvest!

The seeds sown by Roman in the early years have finally borne rich fruits.

There is nothing more gratifying than this.

If there is anything, it belongs to the army.

Roman is still recruiting soldiers to form logistics troops such as medical soldiers and cooking teams.

A labor force of more than 200,000 people to support an army of nearly 20,000 people is a big burden.

Among them, more than 10,000 new recruits were used as auxiliary soldiers. In the past, they were running around everywhere, but now most of them have settled down. The training time added up to half a year, so their quality has gradually improved.

Among them, the fastest growing ones are the group of veterans who were transformed into think tanks by Roman.

He first gave the think tanks collective points, raising them all to the level of first-order knights, and a few think tanks were even equal to second-order knights.

Roman instilled various knowledge during the day, allowing them to practice various labors in person, accumulate experience, and constantly master the knowledge that seemed to come from the bones.

Martial arts cannot be neglected. As a think tank, there must be a strong force to maintain management.

Roman took them to conduct actual combat exercises at night, entering various dungeons, honing their fearless minds and training their combat awareness.

Jet is the instructor in public, and Roman is the instructor in secret. Every apostle is the elite among the elite, the warrior among the warriors. The veterans of hundreds of battles are not in vain.

And the ordinary infantry battalions are used to fill the line.

…

Roman forgot about everything and farmed for a few months, as if he was practicing internal skills in seclusion. His skills gradually became stronger, and this sense of fulfillment was increasingly full.

In the outside world.

The political struggles of the upper class in the Black Iron Land seemed to disappear in an instant.

The Church, which tried to persuade Io III to lift the ban, has never shown any intention of negotiation since the failure of the struggle.

But with the silence of the Church, a sense of oppression that a storm is coming has enveloped everyone's heart.

It seems invisible and solidified, but it seems to be treacherous and turbulent.

It's like the final calm before the storm.

It wasn't until the Grand Duke Payne of the Wrath got up and left Black Castle that Io III, who sensed the ominous atmosphere, issued a royal order in the autumn of that year.

The King of Black Iron ordered the King of Iceland, the King of the Plateau, the King of Winter, the Free City, the Duke of Oak, the King of the Valley and other kings of the earth. The princes of the earth, such as Bechts, Sea Castle, Stag Highlands, and Rose Territory, ordered the princes to come to Black Castle to serve the king.

When the news reached the valley, Roman, who had been in seclusion for several months, opened his eyes.

The storm is coming!

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