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The cold raindrops, like elves falling into the mortal dust, dance and sing lightly, but ethereal. Tens of thousands of gnomes were busy in the canyon, sweating profusely.

Everywhere you look, gnomes carrying pieces of meat are panting and sweating. The weight of a Kodo beast is about one ton, and one ton is equal to two thousand catties.

Excluding bones and internal organs and other parts, a Keduo beast can harvest 1,000 catties of meat.

30,000 Kodo beasts, a total of more than 10,000 tons of food reserves. In addition to being able to be made into bacon, jerky, bacon, bacon, it can also be salted for easy storage.

"Hurry up, it has to be done before sunset."

Under the orders of Xianli, the Zhurong hunters personally acted as overseers, urging the dwarf slaves of the Black Laborers to quickly collect the corpse remains of the Kodo Beast.

According to Aaron's statistics, 10,000 tons of meat could supply the empire's rations for half an autumn.

If paired with a vegetarian diet, there is no problem in extending it for an autumn.

Prosperity is the blood of civilization, and without the blood of prosperity, civilization is nothing more than a walking corpse.

Two sharp black eyebrows were even tighter on the eyes, just as Aaron strictly ordered, "The progress of Sparta's prosperity cannot be delayed for a moment, including the construction of the Imperial Palace." ”

Aaron set the date for the founding of the Spartan Empire, when autumn had passed and the first heavy snow had fallen in the sky, and the mountains had been covered with a vast layer of white.

The architect Uria intensified the construction of the palace, and his expectation was to complete a corner of the palace before winter came.

As for Uria, the question of the shortage of labor was raised.

The Spartan city-state lost more than 30,000 slaves during the construction of its walls, and this gap needs to be filled.

At this time. Falling into Worf's eyes, Aaron's two eyebrows, like two distant mountains, were both deep and heavy. "Worf, take your wolf soldiers to the Dark Forest, and bring the remaining population of the Dryad tribe back to Sparta. Including supplies from the Dark Forest, everything the wolf soldiers could take. ”

Aaron's order, which is equivalent to plunder.

This caused a flash of light to flash in Wolf's conical pupils. Short, sparse eyebrows, faintly hanging from the protruding forehead. "Yes, my emperor!"

Winter was coming, and Sparta had to collect as much supplies as possible for the winter, and gather the weak population.

The Dryad Tribe loses all Tribal Warriors at the same time. He has also lost the ability to protect himself, and the city-state of the Dark Jungle no longer exists.

This situation. Let Aaron's plan for the entire empire. It has also been reduced from the original five city-states to four city-states.

"Warriors are sharpened in adversity, either as heroes who stand tall or as weaklings and are eliminated."

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The autumn rain is not as delicate and gentle as the spring rain, nor is it as bold and warm as the summer rain. But it's so peaceful.

Standing at the door of the temple, in the eyes of Nosica, the god of war, he could only see Aaron's long loose silver hair and pure white robes like a cloud of smoke. And the wooden stump that was tucked between the slender fingers.

While lowering his head to check the internal affairs at hand, a few strands of long hair fell down, half-covering Aaron's face, so that Nosica could not see his expression at this time.

The autumn rain outside the window had been falling all night and early in the morning. The official residence of the king of Sparta, in the planning of the imperial palace, was razed to the ground.

Aaron could only temporarily move into the temple for shelter. In fact, his room was separated by only one wall from Nosica, the god of war.

Busy with government affairs, so that Aaron didn't notice, Nosica who had just walked in.

Staring at the wooden slip that recorded the daily daily government affairs, from under Aaron's towering eyebrows like a snow peak, two serious and meticulous eyes were left.

"Vyador, the Archon and General of the Bloodstained Grand Canyon, was killed in battle. 106 hussars survived, and the Spartan hussar corps was destroyed. ”

"Isa, the king of the Dryads, was killed in battle, and more than 8,000 Dryad warriors were wiped out."

"The soldiers of the Greenway Holy Order, more than 500 people have been killed."

The Kodo herd cost Sparta a heavy price of 10,000 men.

The profit in exchange is to sustain only one autumn of food, and a fertile grassland with no herd to graze.

The above information, between the frowns of Aaron's eyebrows, faintly contains a touch of solemnity. To be honest, he was not happy with such a result.

"My Emperor, autumn is coming to an end!"

The voice made Aaron look back in alarm, and he examined Nosica's face.

What he didn't expect was that this was just a casual glance, but he inadvertently saw those blue eyes. The color of the sea rests there silently, as if waiting for eternity.

Just for this eye to collide, just for this second to stay. It's a pity that after winning that glimpse of the shocking land, he can't keep time and eternity after all.

"It's you, my god of war sacrificing Nosica!"

"My Emperor, this is a sign from the God of War!"

Just like the eyes just now, the two voices collided at the same time, making the two people who were hiding their embarrassment even more embarrassed.

The god of war worships Nosica, and her femininity is a special meaning.

It is mysterious, slowly touching the heartstrings, elusive and sacred, deep into the bone marrow, confusing and wanting to blaspheme.

Suddenly, I found that Nosica's changes became more and more difficult for people to 'face'.

Aaron turned his gaze to the open door of the temple, and a peculiar smell of late autumn swept in from the outside, passing leisurely and soothing every sensitive nerve in him.

Diverting his attention and looking at the scene outside the temple made Aaron feel that every rain would bring happiness to every Spartan child.

They frolic in the autumn rains, and they don't feel cold even when the rain wets their hair and clothes.

"My sacrifice, tell me, what is the omen of the god of war!"

Some Spartan children as young as 4 or 5 years old frolicking in the rain, 11 or 12-year-old teenagers jogging in the rain, and loud tiger roars in the direction of the training ground in the distance, all these are simply the embodiment of Spartan power, containing infinite possibilities.

As he spoke, Aaron pulled out the last piece of wood in his hand.

It's engraved on it. The last thing he needs to do this month is to take care of personally. The Spartan elder's pen and knife engraved a very clear, Spartan concise and clear Greek text on it, "My emperor, nearly 8,000 Spartan warriors of the year, without wives. ”

Another difficult problem was in front of Aaron's eyes.

In the moment of contemplation, above Aaron's eyes, two eyebrows were not too wide but thick and true, two horizontal. It will always be like a new scripture that has been plucked or painted.

"After the heavy rains, this autumn will end very quickly. And this short autumn will herald a long winter! ”

Hearing the response of the god of war sacrificial Nosica, Aaron looked up, only to find that the other party was already striding on a small and tight step. Turned around and left the place.

In Aaron's point of view, Nosica's back. Scattered with a long and refreshing hair. As her steps swayed back and forth, she exuded a fresh and natural breath from the inside out, which was different from just now.

Even though Aaron wasn't smiling, there was a smile on his face at the moment, like the lingering sound of the autumn rain falling on the ground outside the temple.

Look at people or food from different angles. The induction is different.

Keep a calm mind, and everything can return to normal.

Like the blue water of the lake under the blue sky, Aaron's heart is filled with nothing but exploration and conquering the unknown. It's like running and singing on a dark road.

As for the god of war sacrificing Nosica, Aaron prefers to take that strange feeling as an illusion of standing in the wrong angle. Or rather, it's just an instinctive reaction of male hormones.

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Early in the morning, it's over.

The raindrops became smaller, and in their place was a scene of prosperity.

The sun sets off the city under Aaron's nose, the soldiers are training, the slaves are starting to work, the freemen are shuttling, and the busyness of the city of Sparta is even more vividly expressed in the word "prosperity".

"Spartan dwellings, 9 stars of loyalty, 8 stars of population happiness, and 8 stars of hygiene."

A group of about 100 Spartan heavy helmets followed behind Aaron. Walk on a wide gravel path.

The overall data reflected in his eyes made Aaron feel gratified. Loyalty affects security, pleasure affects productivity, and hygiene should be about plague and disease.

It is an essential task to choose a different area every day and inspect it in person. After a few days of famine, life in Spartans returned to normal compared to the 3-star population joy of the previous days.

Turning the corner and leaving the Spartan first-class citizens' dwellings, Aaron came to the Free People area.

"Free people's dwelling group, 7 stars of loyalty, 8 stars of population happiness, and 8 stars of hygiene."

Since Sparta was no longer the village it used to be, it took two hours to inspect a large area, so Aaron walked as briskly as the wind. Eyes wandering over the rows of dwellings, Aaron expressed satisfaction with the overall stats. Compared with the Spartans, the free people are two stars less loyal than the people, and this phenomenon is understandable, after all, not everyone can be compared to the Spartans.

"Goal - Free Residence, 0 stars for loyalty, 0 stars for joy, 8 stars for hygiene. There is a potential for rioting. ”

In front of a nondescript free dwelling. Aaron's steps stopped abruptly, and observing the data of the abode made his brow appear to have two deep lines pierced with a woodcutter. The freedmen of the Spartan city-state shared agriculture, or handicrafts.

The exterior walls of ordinary houses are made of white reflective paint, which represents holiness.

Only single-storey houses generally have small window openings to keep warm and moisturize. Judging from the markings on the window openings, the free people who lived in it were engaged in handicrafts such as clothing.

Obviously, according to Spartan law, the freedmen in this house must be removed.

Suddenly stopped advancing, leaving a squad of Spartan warriors, incomprehensible. But it was at this time that they received orders from Aaron. "Spartans, go in and cut off the heads of these rebels!"

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(Eh, I stayed up late watching the World Cup last night, and I didn't have the energy to do anything all day today.) There is only 1 more, and it will be made up tomorrow! (To be continued......)