The ruined village has been transformed into a large construction site full of people, full of laborers who are cleaning up building rubbish, sweeping out large open spaces and keeping roads clear.

In the farmland outside the village, gladiators who put down their swords turned into farmers with hoes. A few heavy pack horses were brought in, and a plowcart with axe blades was attached, and the fields overgrown with withered yellow weeds were turned over, and the people who followed them took the opportunity to sprinkle the seeds of winter wheat.

The remote areas in the corners of the country cannot be taken care of for the time being, so they can only rely on manual hoes to plough and replant some carrots, spinach, lettuce and peas, and maybe they will be able to eat fresh vegetables in the near future.

It took only three hours for a hundred farmers who had been temporarily transferred to work to complete the plan of leveling the farmland outside the village ahead of schedule, bulldozing the high places and filling up the low-lying areas.

If it weren't for the lack of large livestock, all the fields would be ploughed today, after all, the farmland outside the village is close to the river, and the ripe fields that have been carefully tended by the village farmers for decades can be restored to their original state with a little trimming.

Soon, after learning the news, Grace Loslin personally inspected the field, and nearly 1,000 acres of first-class fields spread out at his feet, extending all the way to the end of the field of vision, the reindeer forest adjacent to the Misty Mountains, should be able to cut down and collect enough wood.

So he ordered the temporary farmers to rest for a while, and with axes and saws, they went to the nearby wilderness to stock up on wood for building houses. The gladiators, who did not feel tired, received their share of hot soup, and did not rest at all, so they lined up in a neat line and walked towards the reindeer forest.

Embarrassment Roslin watched them leave, looked at the loose team, and as they walked, they gradually adjusted to become a neat team, and nodded lightly with satisfaction, feeling that half a month of intensive training in the manor had not been in vain.

At the same time, the defensive fence under construction was ready, mainly made of compacted clay, and when the river channel was dredged, a large amount of river sand and pebbles were raised from the leveling of the riverbed, and a lot of dead grass and wheat straw were sprinkled in it, which was enough to make the wall stronger.

Of course, it is more reliable to release the magic of the four rings against a large wall, turning mud into stone, but Eun Loslin has the intention to thicken and raise the wall, and the current progress is much higher than expected, and the village wall should be able to be upgraded smoothly, after all, no one doesn't like a safer base area.

At noon, the temporary logging team returned empty-handed, and they cleverly used the river to trim the logs they had cut down with a little excess branches, and placed them in the river to let them go downstream. Along the way, some people waited in the curved bends, and used long poles to adjust the logs to continue, so as not to pile up in one place, but to hinder the normal passage of the river.

Losslin was not shy about complimenting the logging team for their clever move, after all, they did not mechanically obey orders, but began to take the initiative and actively participate in the construction of the territory.

The Sun Priestess Medif also spoke highly of this, suggesting to the "lords" of the Pioneer Realm: "If we really succeed in pioneering and gaining a foothold in the Wheat Plains, we should liberate these gladiators from slavery and give them the status of freemen, as has been customary." ”

Losslin nodded slightly: "I have been planning this for a long time. However, in view of our southern tradition, it is more appropriate to turn a few hundred slaves into freedmen in one step, which is a bit too big, and temporarily become tenants, still under my protection. At least listen to the public opinion of the people and the comments of the upper nobles to decide the direction of the next step. ”

Madiv, the priest of the sun, thought about it carefully, and found that the young noble lord's decision was reasonable, at least he knew the rules of the game better than himself, so he obediently closed his mouth and nodded silently in agreement.

According to the rules of the gods, slaves were not eligible to become believers, and the freedmen were just right, and the tenants were barely above the threshold. Embarrassine also gives considerable understanding and support in the spiritual realm to worldly opinions, and takes the overlapping parts of them, which seem to be conservative, but can be invincible.

Such a young, wise, and far-sighted lord, Madiv, the priest of the sun, believed that he had found the right man, and it was not long before the temporary settlement would flourish and flourish, with which he could peer over the wheat plains.

It was noon, and the lunch, which had been prepared for a long time, was about to begin, and the trumpeter blew the order to assemble for dinner, and it was not long before the last team of the field patrol finally returned, and the leading company commander Fergus brought a piece of news that I don't know whether it was good or bad.

An hour away from the village, he found a band of demon-worshipping degenerates entrenched, taming several demon-infested beasts, imprisoning dozens of indigenous farmers of the Wheat Plains, seemingly preparing for an evil sacrificial ritual.

When she heard the news, she looked interested: "Dozens of farmers? Maybe it's the ungrateful people we had dealt with last time but never met. It could also be a poor person who couldn't hold on and was captured by the degenerate. You can also breathe a sigh of relief if we act quickly and succeed in rescuing these people and replenishing them in the construction of temporary settlements. ”

The Sun Priest Medif had always adhered to the idea of the number of believers as much as possible, and when he heard the words of the young lord, he was naturally ecstatic, but he concealed it well, and it was difficult for others to detect his excitement now.

"Dozens of peasants! The most important thing is that they don't belong to any noble lord, at least a group of free people. We will appear as saviors, and we will surely win the heartfelt support and love of the farmers. I will take the opportunity to develop a few more believers, from the dot to the line, from the line to the surface, it is estimated that it will not be long before I can add dozens of devout believers to my lord. ”

Thinking of the benefits of increasing the number of faiths, the priesthood level would definitely loosen, and even jump up one level to gain more divine favors, Medif couldn't help but shudder.

Acutely aware of the anomaly of the Sun Priest beside him, she couldn't help but glance at him, and from the corner of Madiv's eyes, she couldn't hide her triumph, and quickly deduced the true thoughts of this partner with bound interests.

If the spokesman of the gods on earth does not think about the cause of the gods, he will wait for the punishment of the gods! Think about the mood of the sun priest Madiv, the hermit who once lost the source of faith and his heart was exhausted, if he did not see hope, he would definitely not stay alone in the depths of the misty mountains far away from the world, and would rather endure the roar of the flame tyrant Claudius.

Grace Lothlin was very peaceful, and he didn't comment much on the careful thinking of the Sun Priest Medif, and didn't even blame him, just let him protect his home with peace of mind.

The only plausible explanation for these routine explanations is that the lord of the lord will take action in person, and the sun priest Madif is curious about his true strength would like to follow the team to see it, but it is really not the right time to go against the wishes of the lord in public.

He had no choice but to follow the instructions of Ron Roslin, take control of the temporary settlement, and hold on to the ground.