The sun was shining, and on a low and gentle slope in the northern part of the valley, a large clay pot on the fire was steaming, and the minced meat porridge in the clay pot was boiling and tumbling, a peasant woman and an old woman were stirring vigorously, and a few children were carrying small bundles of firewood that they had collected from all over the place to the fire.

From the low gentle slope, there was a busy scene in front of me—a dozen people were bending over to cut, hoe, chop, and pull out the barren grass on both sides of the river, and several wide fire lines in the barren grass were almost completed.

Today is the third day of the reclamation, everyone in the wooden castle participated in the reclamation activities, Emma moved the house to the valley, Art divided everyone into six groups, along the demarcated boundary to cut out the fire belt, the scythe for mowing the grass is not enough, the long and short swords are distributed, the farmers sickles, iron hoes, long knives and short swords are in battle, they have to take advantage of the weather to dry up and weeds to cut out the isolation zone and then set fire to it.

On a simple wooden bridge made of a few logs on the river, Kazak and Bas were carrying two large bales of thatch down the gentle slope on the opposite bank.

"You said that you just have to burn it down, you have to cut out some fire line, why do you spend this matter~" Kazak didn't understand this time-consuming and laborious fire line.

"You know how to complain, you know, and a fire, do you know if the fire will burn to the forest on both sides? If you set fire to the mountains and forests, will you put them out? If you anger the god of the forest, you will be sacrificed to the god (note: the local minor god does not conflict with God. ）。 Bas yelled softly at the babbling Kazak.

"Bass, I'm not complaining, I just haven't done farm work for too long, and I can't adapt to it all of a sudden." Kazak replied wryly.

Bas stopped, turned to Kazak and said, "You haven't done farm work in a long time?" Look what the adults are doing! Working as a laborer in Lucerse in the past is much more tiring than this, how did you get used to it? Shut your mouth and get to work. ”

Kazak shut his mouth in a huff.

On the other side of the river, in the wasteland, Art was cutting a patch of thatch with his short sword, and Otto followed behind him to bundle the cut thatch into a large stack. Ron carried a large bundle of thatch to the open space in front of the low slope, then scooped a bowl of water from a wooden barrel and drank it, then took the water bladder from his waist and filled it with water and brought it to Art.

"Sir, take a rest and drink saliva." Ron handed the bladder to Art.

Art straightened up, wiped the sweat from his face with his sleeve, took the water bladder and sat on the haystack and poured it down. Neither the original owner of this body nor the current deity has ever engaged in heavy farm work, and if it weren't for the purpose of mobilizing everyone's enthusiasm and creating a stable foundation for his future, Art would not have taken the initiative to do this. He prefers to go to the forest to fight wolves and beasts rather than plowing the fields.

As they were distracted, there was a cheer from the other side of the river, and they had already opened the fire line of the wasteland on the left bank of the river.

Art stood up and stood on tiptoe to look at the other side, then turned to the farmer next to him and said loudly, "Guys, the other side is finished, we have to work harder." With that, he returned the water bladder to Ron and continued to bend down to cut the grass......

Not long after, cheers were heard on the right side of the riverbank.

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In the valley, on both sides of the river, along the fire line, every dozen paces stood a man with a torch.

Holding the knight's sword in his right hand and the Holy Cross on his chest in his left hand, Art knelt on one knee in front of the line of fire at the foot of the gentle slope, bowing his head and saying, "Lord, bless this land of abundance." Please be merciful to your mercy and make this place harvest every year. Thou hast watched over the earth, and thou hast brought rain upon it, and hast brought it abundantly; Thou hast watered the furrows and leveled the soil, so that the rain softens the soil and blesses the growth of plants. Lord, may your footsteps walk through every field of land, so that it drips with grease; May your breath blow every seedling, so that the sprouts of life can grow here even in the cold winter when everything is withering. Lord, we believe that your promises are the greatest mercy to all children of all the earth who trust in you; We believe that with your blessing, every inch of land here is a blessed land flowing with milk and honey! Amen! ”

Behind him, the crowd drew the Holy Cross on their chests and said "Amen" in their mouths.

This is spiritual power, and there is nothing more important to a group of displaced strangers than being blessed and blessed by God, so Art inherited the original owner's belief in God.

Art stood up and took the torch from Cooper and lit the first dead grass. The flame of hope rises in this fertile land of God's oblivion.

"Ignition~ignition~ignition~" The sound of ignition was heard everywhere......

Old Cooper trembled and took the torch from Art's hand, and his voice trembled a little: "Master, I haven't been so excited for many years. ”

Art looked at Cooper and nodded, then staring intently at the rising flames.

The fire burned for half an afternoon, and dozens of farmers scattered in the large black flat land after the burning to collect the unburned grass stalks and miscellaneous branches into a pile and continue to set fire to the fire.

Art was on a low slope discussing with Cooper and Bud about setting up a makeshift shack.

"Cooper, the next step is to enter the most difficult cultivated land, this place is too far away from our wooden fort, and it is time-consuming and laborious to lead everyone between the wooden fort and the valley in the past few days, so we will build temporary shacks while clearing and ploughing the land. I think this gently sloping plateau is very good, close to the river, slightly higher and flat. ”

Cooper looked around and replied, "Well, I think so too. This flat land is a little narrow, but it is no problem to build a few large shacks, and it is close to the woods to get materials, plus the thatch we have collected in the past few days, we can build a shack in two or three days if there are enough people. ”

"Okay, this will be done immediately, I'll let Ron ride back to the wooden castle to get the tools in a moment, the women and children will go back to the wooden castle to rest tonight, the men will stay and collect the wood and dig the foundation, and tomorrow I'll ask Otto and the three of them to help you build a shack." In addition, it has been deserted for many years, and there must be wild beasts in the surrounding dense forest, so I plan to issue a short spear to Lawrence and Scott as guards. ”

No sooner had they agreed to set up a makeshift shack in the valley than there was a burst of laughter in the distance from the wasteland, and Ron was seen running all the way from the wasteland with something in his hand.

"Master, master, haha, what do you think this is?" Ron held up a hare that had been blackened by the fire.

"Brother Odo, they also found a wild boar that had been smoked to death, and there must be a pheasant and hare in the ground that didn't have time to escape......"

"Okay, you go and tell everyone to search carefully, eat meat and drink soup tonight......"

That evening, the men who remained in the valley ate a thick soup of roasted hares and onion and wild boar

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