The spectacle of cavalry charging in clusters was spectacular, and knights in heavy armor drove the horses to rumble forward, crushing all obstacles in their path. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 The sword and spear in Info's hand can easily be harvested with the speed of a war horse, and the cavalry group that crisscrosses the land is like a sickle, dealing with the newly grown small demon community.

This kind of thing that grows when the wind blows and takes root on the ground has quickly spread to every corner of this world since the demon invasion, and the people of Taran have become accustomed to the daily life of going out and killing two little demons with their own hands. The lone little devil or even the small devil group of more than 100 people is not terrible, it doesn't take much effort to clean them up, and the individual strength of these things is really not to be feared.

The only thing to pay attention to is not to let the little devils gather in groups, once the number of small demons in the community exceeds a threshold, then these can be knocked to death with a stick, and the small things will change, and as soon as the number is large, they will dare to attack the human villages and towns, and even take the initiative to attack the army. If several groups of Lesser Devils come together, it is natural that there will be a Lesser Devil Tide.

This is not something that can be stopped by manpower, many countries have been heaped to death by such inconspicuous gadgets, and the vast number of little devil vanguard troops that are pouring in like a tide will only make people feel powerless, no matter how many you kill, there are more little devils who will come up and send them to death, until the fighters are exhausted and become the food they compete for, not to mention that there is still the high-end combat power of the demon army to deal with after the little devils.

This inexplicable rogue sea tactic drove the Tarans to the point of imminent destruction.

What Teresa is doing now is the daily clean-up work, and the autumn harvest season is the most important period of time, which is related to whether they can survive the next autumn harvest. Cleaning up the imps around them is their top priority, these hungry little things are not resistant to food, whether it's high-end meat or low-end herbivore, and the omnivorous nature allows them to quickly establish themselves in the new environment.

"It's useless!" Leigh looked at the little demons running around and said, no matter how thoroughly and cleanly they cleaned up, it would not be long before a new demon colony would be born here, growing like weeds and much more difficult to handle than weeds.

"If you don't deal with it, will you let them grow? I don't need to say much about the horror of the little devil tide, it is this kind of thing that can be easily pinched to death that forces us to be like this, weak and strong actually appear in a creature. Teresa lifted her visor, "Keep the head intact as much as possible, speed up the cleanup, and then we'll go to the next place, and we must not let them join us in the fall harvest." ”

It is the instinct of living beings to learn the strong, some people try to defeat demons with the power of justice, and some people learn demonic things and try to treat others in their own way. The skull bomb is a plan proposed by an alchemist after research, allowing the corpse of the little demon to contribute to the human counterattack. Through the corresponding techniques, the little devil's head can be transformed into a bomb-like weapon, these explosives with curse, weak, and poisonous effects perform well on the battlefield, and of course, the intimidation effect of the little devil's head after drying is also very good (it can't be described as ugly).

Due to the continuous supply of small demons, this kind of head bomb has also become a large-scale and widespread consumable weapon, and the Tarans will also acquiesce to these scattered little devils to multiply in the territory they control, and the regular clean-up work also has a layer of collecting armaments in it.

Theresa allowed Wen Hui to test his method for this skull bomb, and its proposer was an unknown guy who broke into the nobles' camp and gambled his life for a chance, so the Tarans had a cheap and efficient weapon.

Later, many people followed this kind of behavior of breaking into the aristocratic camp, including liars, gods who got the apocalypse, and some ideas that worked. Teresa also encountered such situations as the commander of the legion, from the initial hopeful Corporal Lixian to the disappointed killing of all trespassers for no reason, and then to this mentality of watching the clown perform.

She has no shortage of money and materials, show them what they can drum, reward them if they have an effect, and if it doesn't work, they will spend money to watch a burlesque, and then pull people out to sacrifice the flag, she is both the audience and the referee, everything is up to her, this is a small hobby she developed during the war.

As for Wen Hui's kind of land that asked for a piece of land in the autumn to start farming, Teresa has been a little bored lately and just used him for fun, cutting off his head a few days earlier is no different from a few days later, you might as well see what kind of performance this unknown guy can bring, if you can make her laugh in this desperate war, maybe he can die a happy death.

"There are sacrifices! It seems that we have to change the harvesting frequency and shorten the harvesting interval, and there must be no small demon colonies with leaders, and this is not a fallen area. "The discovery of the lowest-level little demon sacrifice in the new community, these guys with a slightly higher IQ and a little talent for demon magic are the beginning of the evolution of a community, if this community is not cleaned up in time, higher-level demons will be born, and they will turn from war supplies to outright threats.

Tossing the slightly different head into the bag, Teresa looked at the group of cavalry converging with bags of dripping blood, the area was cleared and temporarily cleaned, "Return to the garrison to repair, and we'll continue in two days." ”

"What's that trash clown doing?" On the way home, Teresa needs some entertainment to relieve her exhaustion.

"According to the report, that guy got a shack in Nanshan and lived, and planted some unknown seeds in the field without reclaiming the land, and his behavior was absurd and grotesque, so let's kill him when I go back." Leigh tells Teresa about the surveillance report.

"Farming? Why did the wasteland have to be obtained in this way, was it stupid to be scared by demons? Teresa decided to take a look at it, maybe it could bring some joy, and if this kind of person wants to become famous overnight and get rich instantly, he must be prepared to become a joke.

Wen Hui is really a little sore now, he doesn't know the growth cycle of planting this thing! If the growth cycle is too long, that's not good! Set up a tent here, and it has become Wen Hui's daily work to monitor and observe the growth of mung beans every day, but he hasn't seen a reason until now, except for knowing that the "radish seedlings" are growing up every day, Wen Hui hasn't figured anything out.

"It won't grow a turnip warrior in the end." Wen Hui touched the thick leaves, after this thing sprouted, it was like a radish seedling that had been magnified several times, and he didn't pick a place, and after sowing the seeds, he began to grow wildly after watering a little water. No fertilization or pesticides, growth day by day does not attract insects, if it is an ordinary crop, this is definitely a very good variety, but the problem is that this is not a crop, the instructions are written military embryos.

"Did you come to me to plant, or did something grow in the autumn and something grows in the field, what kind of seed are you?" Teresa came with someone.

"I'm also curious, it may take a few days to get results." Not lying, he also wanted to know this question, Wen Hui wiped the soil off the leaves, clapped his hands and stood up.

"......" Wen Hui's answer made everyone look sideways, this person doesn't even know what he planted, so where did he get his confidence?

"No problem, we'll see the results in a few days." Teresa looked at a field of green turnips, it was still a wasteland when she left, and she had to give Wen Hui a little more time for this kind of crop that could grow out of season, if they could get rid of the grain harvest once or twice a year, then their military operations would be much less restrictive. Without the constraints of food production, they will have a little more confidence when they fight against demons.

Wen Hui didn't have the heart to care about Teresa's thoughts, and he now wanted to know what kind of thing this could grow: "If it's really a big radish warrior, then I don't have the face to see people, even if it's a pea shooter of Plants vs. Zombies, it's much better." "Do you want to dig up a plant and take a look?