Escorted by Randall's knights, Bruce and the others returned to Glynton along the muddy trail, but when they saw Glinton's barren land, Bruce and the others breathed a sigh of relief.

"Finally home." Bruce muttered to everyone, and the wounded soldiers in the carriage smiled.

The villagers of Greenton were very happy to see Bruce and the others returning, the children were laughing and running around the procession, and Elder Warren stood at the entrance of the village with a cane, his face was more solemn, because half of the people who had returned.

"The names of the dead soldiers were written, and the wounded were to be compensated with five silver coins each." Bruce returned to the Lord's House and immediately instructed Anne.

"But, my lord, none of us can write?" Anne's eyes widened, the literacy rate in this era is very low, let alone commoners, even few nobles know how to read.

"I'll go find the mad monk." Fortunately, Eve solved the problem for Bruce, and it was the church that really mastered the culture, and the monks who entered the church had to receive a literal education from the beginning.

Bruce then asked Stukov to sort out the loot he had captured, the armor and weapons in the arsenal, and the rest of the unusable ones to be sold to the merchants, and after a total of sorting, he could sell them for 150 silver pesos.

However, the biggest gain for Bruce was the shipload of volcanic ash, the encounter in Randallshire had cost him almost half of his army, and James's threat had not yet been lifted, and if he sent a team of sheriff soldiers now, Bruce would have to flee or be captured.

"I still don't understand, what's the use of these things?" Stukov covered his mouth and nose with a coarse linen handkerchief, and volcanic ash filled the courtyard in front of the lord's house, and the dust raised made everyone who passed by frown.

"Gather the villagers, immediately sift out the fine ash from the volcanic ash, and send another team of villagers to cut down some trees and make wood into planks." Bruce instructed Elder Warren.

"Yes, my lord." Although I don't understand Bruce's intentions, Bruce's orders in Glinton Village are absolute.

After returning from the campaign, Bruce immediately stepped up his efforts to build territorial defenses, and the reason why he wanted to bring back volcanic ash in every possible way was to build a cement city wall, the most primitive cement was used in ancient Roman times, and the formula was a mixture of volcanic ash, clay, pebbles and water, and these materials can be found in Greenton.

For several days, Bruce's voice could be heard and seen throughout the village of Greenton, urging the villagers to transport the timber to the Domain House, and Eve leading the others to dig up the clay from the riverbank, luring the village children to pick up pebbles with food and toys, and gradually piling up various materials in front of the Lord's House.

"Whew, I'm tired." Edward sat down on the ground, his body covered in dust, and there was a bit of a knightly demeanor there, like a coal digger.

"Hurry up and get to work, Bruce Jean digging a trench around the lord's house." Eve walked over and kicked Edward in the ass, and said to him.

"It's crazy, what the hell is he going to do?" Edward grumbled and stood up, but only muttered a few words, after all, Bruce, as a lord, was not idle.

At this time, Bruce stood on the roof of the lord's house, he held the stone chimney in his hand, watching the construction work carried out by Glynton Village under his mobilization, with the lord's house as the center, digging a trench in preparation for the construction of the wall, he drew a blueprint in his heart, looked into the distance, I don't know if James in Locke Manor has acted, and now he is really racing against time.

"Let's eat something~." Anne and Mavis carried a basket of barley bread and fruit, and Bruce used most of the money from the harvest to buy food, so that the villagers basically did not have to worry about food except for farming, so that the villagers, men and women, young and old, worked very hard.

"Thank you, Anne." The villagers picked up a quick burst of barley bread and nibbled it to thank Anne.

"Annie, come into the house." When Bruce saw this from the rooftop, his heart suddenly moved, and he shouted to Anne.

"Yes, yes, my lord." Anne thought it was strange, but handed her basket to Mavis and walked into the lord's house herself.

"Ah, it's so heavy! I was supposed to come out to have fun, but I didn't expect to become a maid, which is really annoying. Mavis grumbled.

Bruce descended from the roof along the wooden ladder, and suddenly he realized something important, and this thing is not big, but it is not small.

"My lord, what's the matter?" Anne looked at Bruce who had climbed down from the roof and asked in wonder, she was also very busy while the project was in progress.

"Where's our biggest pot?" Bruce asked Annie.

"Pot?" Anne was even more puzzled.

Bruce thought of the problem of nutrition, such a large amount of work, every Glinton person has to consume a lot of physical strength, but they can only eat black bread and fruit, but it is not very realistic to let everyone eat meat, so there is only one way.

"Let Elder Warren kill one of the fattest pigs, then dry the lean meat and store it, but bring me all the fat." Bruce instructed Anne.

Anne felt very strange, but still found Elder Warren according to Bruce's instructions, Grintton's pigs have all been kept in captivity, Elder Warren is a very smart man, when Bruce asked him to keep free-range semi-domesticated pigs in captivity, at first he still didn't understand, but soon found that this is a good way, especially the compound farming method, which saves a lot of wild fruit for feeding pigs, and makes the pigs in the pen continue to grow fat.

"Kill the fattest pig?" Elder Warren listened to Anne's words and was stunned for a moment, this season is not the best time to kill pigs, but since it is the lord's order, he nodded and said that he will do it.

It was the blacksmith father and son, who killed the pig, and they were the most powerful men in the village, and one of the fattest and strongest pigs was pulled out of the pen, but the semi-domesticated pig was so fierce that the blacksmith was in a hurry with a hammer in his hand.

"Hold him, stupid, watch out for its fangs."

The blacksmith's son grabbed the pig by the tail, but was chased by the pig, and the children laughed as they watched the bustle.

"Let me come." At this time, Splitting Shield Danny came from outside, he was injured in the waist by Stukov's kidney stab, and is currently recuperating in the barracks, but staying in the longhouse makes him feel depressed, so he came out for a walk, but he did not expect to see this scene.

"Oh~." The blacksmith father and son and the elder Warren saw Danny, who was half as tall as a tower, approaching, and the blacksmith's son let go of his hand without paying attention, and the strongest pig rushed towards Danny with a snort.

"Be careful." Elder Warren was a little nervous, this semi-domesticated pig had fangs and stiff fur, and if he wasn't careful, he could definitely kill people.

"Hahaha." But instead of being afraid, Danny spread his legs and turned his weight downward, his hands facing the rushing pig.

"Whew~~." The pig made a threatening sound, lowered its head and rushed straight at Shield Splitter.

"Ping~~." With a loud bang, Elder Warren, the blacksmith father and son, and the villagers were surprised to see that Shield Splitter Danny actually grabbed the pig's two fangs, and then fell on his back and shoulder, slamming the pig weighing more than 150 pounds to the ground.

"Wow~~." Everyone was surprised by the huge strength of Split Shield Danny, but they didn't expect this big man to have such strange powers.

"Ahaha, it looks like you're recovering well." Splitting Shield Danny moved his shoulders and said with a smile.