Flame Plains, Julu Village.

Just when the whole human and demon clans were in turmoil and war, the Flame Plain ushered in the first harvest year, as the general manager of the entire Flame Plain, the old demon Gurbo took a group of demon clans who were proficient in farming around him, and held the first harvest festival of the Flame Mountain to celebrate the fruitful year!

Although the Flame Plain is a raw land, but somehow, the dark land below is so fertile that it is oily, although the farming of the little demons is still a little poor, but it can not stand the advantages of heaven and earth, the first year ushered in a huge harvest year, not only hemp, millet, millet, wheat, and corn fruits, but even the newly cultivated acres of sweet potatoes have grown huge and numerous, far exceeding Gulpo's expectations.

"Open farming!"

Raising the catalpa in his hand high, Gulpo roared loudly and began to harvest, and as his first catalpa fell, the demons who flocked to the edge of the acre rushed into the field with cheers and began to harvest the grains, and even the children entered the potato field under the guidance of the teachings, and dug out a large handful of fruits in the soil, and happily put them into the basket.

On this day, dozens of villages in the Fire Rock Plain began to harvest, picking their own fruits, except for the sweet potatoes that were kept as seeds, other grains will be dried and stored in the barns of each village, and after a certain amount of use is calculated, the rest will be sent to the Flame City for storage.

Judging from the current situation, there is still a big shortage of food in the Flame Plains, and it cannot be distributed to each family, so it can only be managed in a unified manner, plus the grain purchased from various places, it can barely meet the needs of a year.

Although I can't eat enough, it's enough to survive!

Under the hard work of tens of thousands of demon clans, in just one year, the entire Flame City has begun to take shape, with a large enough city wall, houses on the main street in the center of the city, and wide streets...... Some of the demon clans have already moved in, but more places are still being built and continued, but the number of demon clans required has decreased a lot, and they no longer rush to work, but put more people into farming.

Gulpo knew very well how big the food gap was, and it was not that there was not enough land in the Igneous Rock Plain, but that there was not enough population, but this bumper harvest gave him a reassurance that if he continued with this momentum, it would not take three years to reach the self-sufficiency mentioned by Liugu next year, and completely solve the food problem.

This is not counting sweet potatoes, if the sweet potatoes can be spread, there can even be surplus grain......

All the demon clans, whether they were the tribes who voluntarily joined the Flame Plains at the beginning, or the captives who fought later were very satisfied with the current distribution, because even so, the rations they could get were far beyond the original, the only fly in the ointment was that there was too little meat, and the king forbade the consumption of the clansmen, and the flesh and blood were insufficient, which made the strength of many demon clans decline quickly.

Gulpo also knows this situation, but there is no way, the number of captive dolphins, cattle, sheep, dogs and other livestock is not much, and he does not dare to supply it on a large scale, so he can only increase the number of fish, which is better than nothing.

After ten days of hard work, the fields have become bare, and then a new round of ploughing soon began, and the demon clan has to plant the second crop of grain at the end of summer, and then harvest it in early winter, and use it until next year.

Wiping a handful of sweat on his forehead, Gurbo looked at the old and young clansmen beside him, and was quite happy in his heart, last year they were still worried about how to deal with the recruitment, but now, they have harvested a huge amount of food, and initially solved the food and clothing of the clan, and with the second harvest, after this winter, the clan will definitely be able to add countless cubs, so that the clan will be even larger.

"Second and third sons!" Gurpo roared loudly.

"Whoa!" Countless voices responded, equally filled with joy and joy.

"In half a year, we were able to harvest so much food, be able to survive in peace, and raise our old and young people, let's talk about it, whose credit is this?"

Gurpo asked.

"Ugly Great Sage King!" Countless voices responded loudly.

"Yes, it's our Ugly Great Sage King!" Gulbo's face turned red, and the folds on his face seemed to have stretched a lot, he turned his head to look in the direction of Flame City, and said, "It was the King who gave us a way to live, gave us food, and gave us a way to live, all of which was given by the King!"

"According to this year's regulations, the grain harvested in our clan will be arranged in the rest of the clan after payment, but it is necessary to ensure that everyone in the clan has food and that no one is empty - I have already made this book and handed it over to a few elders, and they will record it one by one to ensure that no one can be greedy for ink, and the daily expenses can be handed over to you for inspection, and there are no mistakes or omissions!"

"Good!"

Many demon clans shouted one after another.

Many demon clans already know that now the biggest power in the entire Fire Rock Plain is no longer the patriarch of each clan, but handed over to those old pawns and remnants of the demons sent to the village, all of them are from the army of the ugly sage, can be counted and written, and can also know the words of the human race, they will treat each demon clan fairly-the former elders, patriarchs, even if the demon power is excellent, but they do not dare to resist the slightest slackness, the slightest disobedience, will attract the thunder and anger of those generals.

Gulpo dealt with Julu Village non-stop, and rushed to another place, he showed his face in each village, in addition to stabilizing people's hearts, but also to make sure that the order of the ugly sage can be carried out, the ugly sage said, although this way of eating a big pot of rice can be done temporarily, it can not last for a long time, I just hope that this time is as short as possible, but when it is implemented, it is not allowed to have the slightest disobedience.

Gurpo is afraid that someone will not be very sober after his belly is full, so he has to go everywhere and dare not be negligent.

It took Gurbo four or five days to walk through the entire village, and before he could return to Flame City to count the amount of food delivered, there was a letter that good news came from those Terran concubines and slaves in the mountains.

Deep in the fire plain, in a hill, several huge blast furnaces rose into the sky, puffs of black smoke filled the air, and several human craftsmen were so excited that they waited in front of the blast furnace, and they didn't even notice that Gurpo had arrived.

It wasn't until Gulpor pulled the craftsman to ask them that they reacted.

"How, can you be sure?" Gurpo's expression was also quite nervous, this matter was one of the most important aspects of the development of the entire Fire Rock Plain, and he couldn't help but sweat for it.

"My lord, there is no problem!" The Terran master craftsman slave who was bought by Mo Yun, uh no, and was bought by the Bull Demon King at a high price, was full of confidence, and said: "Judging from Lao Er's decades of experience, the ore produced in our mountains fully meets the high-quality ore that the king said, and it will definitely be able to refine the best ...... This iron, used to make a blade armor, is no problem!"

"That's good, that's good!" Gurpo patted the slave's shoulder excitedly, leaving two wet slap prints on his clothes, he stared at the fire of the blast furnace in front of him, and said loudly: "If you can really refine it, you don't have to wait for the king to come back, I am in charge, you all become countrymen, no longer concubines!"

All the craftsmen and slaves were overjoyed, and they all fell to the ground, kowtowing, and praised the six uglies in their mouths.

"It's time!" With the shout of the master craftsman, many craftsmen and slaves got up from the ground one after another, rushed to the blast furnace, and slowly opened the gate in front of the blast furnace......

The red molten iron immediately flowed out along the notch, gradually filling the groove, and then injected into the mold at the rear, and the burly demon clan continued to replace under the command of the slave, moving the filled mold away, filling it with a new one, and flying back and forth in the rolling heat wave, and in the back place, the solidified iron was poured to the ground by ingots, emitting bursts of heat.

With the success of the first furnace, the next three blast furnaces also lived up to expectations, and the success of each furnace of molten iron represented thousands of spears and swords, as well as the armor of the soldiers.

At night, the first furnace of molten iron had been forged, and Gurpo had been guarding in front of the furnace, watching as the iron ingots were constantly beaten into shape, and then became more tough and strong, until finally it became a long blade - this is a drawing from the king's handwriting, according to the shape of the demon clan, the six ugly drew some blades that had not appeared in the Zhou Dynasty for the craftsman to make, the name of these blades, he called Mo Dao.

Gulpo took the long knife that had been opened, raised it, the little demon around him hurriedly raised a copper sword horizontally, with the fall of the Mo knife, it suddenly sounded, the copper sword was easily broken in two by the Mo knife, looking at the smooth incision and the undamaged Mo knife edge, Gurbo nodded with satisfaction, and said: "From today on, the second and third sons, you are already a countryman!"

A frantic shout of cheer and screams instantly resounded throughout the mining area.

The two little demons hurried over, came to Gurpo, handed a piece of sheepskin, Gurpo finished reading the parchment, his face did not change, until the joy of the craftsman gradually calmed down, then they continued to step up the construction of the blade, and ordered two fat sheep that they were reluctant to eat as a reward, and then left.

When he reached the place where the craftsmen could not see him, Gurpo's face changed, and he asked urgently, "Does the king know about this?"

"The king hasn't known yet, it's because he can't find the king, and the fine ghost master doesn't know what to do, so I asked me to send a letter to ask the old man to go back and discuss how to find out how to send troops but rob the nine-headed general, or how to act, and have a charter. ”

The little demon reported.

"Do you know what happened?" asked Gurpo first.

"At that time, although the little one was not there, but what the situation was, I still asked clearly, and it was like this......"

The little demon told the whole thing again, no matter how big or small, it was extremely detailed, and it was also one of the basic requirements of the six ugly for these state spies, but there was no omission, and he did not add his own emotions, but he just told the story directly.

"Before the discussion, there are two things that must be done first," after hearing this, Gurpo closed his eyes, thought for a moment before opening them again, and then immediately commanded: "First, summon the past, continue to send people to find the king, if you can find it, ask the king about this matter, and second, send someone to sneak in to meet the general of the Nine Heavenly Kings, to see if he is in danger, and his own intentions......"

Speaking of this, Gurpo suddenly showed a strange expression on his face, and said, "This matter should be fine!"