Warlord: King of All Clans

After returning to the river bend, Rio worked non-stop to make a batch of cassava flour.

Hewan already had a stockpile of dried antler cassava stored in case of emergency.

After trading with the ogre tribe, many villagers would bring back the antler cassava they found in the wild.

The dried antler cassava can be thrown into a warehouse or simply hung under the eaves and kept for several years.

There is no need to worry about mold, rot, insects and rodents. It can be eaten as food or used as firewood.

But after having other food, Hewan never gnawed on these poisonous old tree roots again.

When the cassava is just dug out of the ground, both the skin and the flesh are the same deep red as sweet potatoes.

After drying, the skin of most of the cassava turns black, with only a small part still showing a dark red color.

The flesh of the sun-tanned cassava appears lighter in color, with a pink hue.

Leo followed a fixed process, peeling, chopping and soaking the antler cassava, and adding sulfur and silver refined from silver coins.

After soaking the two additives in a large bucket of antler cassava pieces overnight, their content did not decrease. However, after the silver ingots were taken out, the surface became a little rough and felt frosted.

Leo carefully replaced a new batch of sulfur and silver to prevent them from losing their effectiveness.

After two days and two nights, the pink potato flesh finally turned white. Leo quickly baked it dry and then ground it into powder.

Olivia and Little Mouse helped Leo process cassava flour last time, and they helped this time too.

Freya circled around them and ate all the unwanted parts. Her stomach was stronger than that of an ogre.

This is a terrifying creature that can eat ten kilograms of deer antler cassava raw. The wild boar people call it a devil when they see it.

After a bag of finished cassava flour appeared, Leo asked Olivia to make it into pastries again - she was the one who made it last time, and she used the remaining cassava flour as an insect repellent.

This time, the pastry was snow-white, which was obviously more appetizing than the red-green color last time.

Holding pastries, Olivia and Leo stood on the wooden steps of the lord's house, watching the villagers moving around below.

The two people pushed each other away, "You go, you go."

"I'm a grown man, how inappropriate is it for me to give people cakes?"

"Then I'll go, or give it to Ivan?"

"You can't poison just one person, change someone else!"

While they were whispering, seven or eight Hewan infantrymen living in the militia house were chatting leisurely together, completely unaware of the tragic fate that was about to come.

Olivia began to count and select people, and finally chose Vic.

She walked over with a guilty conscience, so she looked a little shy, "Vic, please have some cakes."

Vic was flattered. While taking the pastries, he glanced at Leo secretly, fearing that he would get jealous and angry.

But Leo was generous and waved his hand to let him eat.

Several other soldiers also stretched their necks, looking at Olivia expectantly, but Olivia ignored them and walked away quickly with the delicious pastries.

Alas, only the deputy captain Vic can enjoy such treatment. After all, he is the young hero in River Bay second only to Leo.

Several soldiers became curious and wondered if Leo had fallen out of favor.

Vic munched on the cake with dignity while being envied by everyone, but he always felt something was wrong and alarm bells were ringing in his heart.

He watched the two people whispering in the corner and constantly casting strange and creepy glances at him.

Leo also shared the remaining delicious pastries with the puppy-headed people, but all of them had tears in their eyes and did not dare to reach out to take them.

Even dogs won’t eat it!

Even the usually harmless little mouse was staring at him nervously, with Freya in its eyes, as if it was going to give him a fatal blow.

Vic thought of a possibility.

The only person in Hewan who can lead all the troops like Ulian and Leo is himself...

His face turned pale, he covered his stomach, and said in a trembling voice: "You guys!"

Leo and Olivia came up and asked with great concern: "How are you? Are you okay? Does your stomach not hurt?"

Your expressions are so fake!

I'm the deputy head of Hewan in Weiqi District and the seventh or eighth in command of Hewan. How could I have deserved to be poisoned by you two, a husband and wife!

Unfortunately, the bloody plot that the militiamen had been looking forward to did not appear, and the strange conspiracy that made Vic despair did not happen either.

Vic waited for a long time, but there was no physical reaction.

Leo stared at Vicky, his tone full of joy, "It looks like everything is alright."

The little mouse and Freya finally felt relieved and went back to playing.

Fearing that Vic was really poisoned, Freya, the half-baked doctor, and her assistant were also worried for a long time, ready to provide medical assistance at any time.

Of course, there is a second round of toxicity testing.

Leo walked happily into the crowd with the pastries in his hand, distributing all the remaining delicious pastries to the soldiers.

"Come on, come on, everyone has a portion, one for each person, it's delicious!"

After one night, the soldiers who had eaten the potato starch pastries showed no adverse reactions.

When Uliyan came home from get off work, Leo threw the remaining cassava flour in front of him with great pride.

"It's time to show the true strength of Riverbend!"

Uliyan actually has a lot of ideas, but his position is always on the side of Hewan.

Now that there is a new food source, the expansion of the river bay is more possible.

But food is only part of the story. Without a reasonable way to resettle the refugees, they will always be refugees. They are a threat when they are hungry, and the threat doubles when they are full.

"what would you like?"

"Give me some manpower." Leo the Lion said loudly, "Give me all the people in the refugee camp, and give me another hundred soldiers."

"good."

Seeing Leo excitedly going out, Rusev, who was watching from the side, asked Uriyyan while smoking a pipe, "You agreed without even asking?"

After going through a difficult time, the gray-haired Rusev opened his own tavern and no longer participated in the management of Riverbend.

There was finally some tobacco in his pipe, and he no longer had to hold an empty pipe in his mouth every day and reminisce about the past.

However, whenever an important decision was made, Uliyan would subconsciously ask someone to invite him to the scene.

This is the tradition in the North. Ulian is the lord and leader, and Rusev is the elder of the village.

As long as he nods, the villagers' objections to many decisions will become very small.

Wuliyan was using his fingers to taste the cassava flour. Hearing this, he sighed: "Times have changed. The changes are too fast. It's too fast for me to adapt. Things outside can only be left to the young people."

Rusev felt the same way. Their goal was just to survive in the wilderness.

With the subsequent expansion, it seemed that they were still in control of everything, but every step was something they had never expected.

The current river bend even exceeded their previous imaginations.

Looking at Leo's departing back, Uliyan said, "All I can do now is defend the river bend."

"Whether he succeeds or fails, he has a place to go home to."