You were made to farm, and now you're the emperor of an empire?

Chapter 230 The whole army attacks!!!

Roman is rushing to plant the seeds.

Spring plowing started earlier this year than in previous years.

But there was nothing he could do; he didn't have much time left.

Fortunately, the task of spring plowing is not heavy this time.

More than 20,000 mu of fertile land were planted with winter wheat. Another 7,000 mu were planted with vegetables that could survive the winter.

It's not time to reap the rewards yet.

The remaining 10,000 mu were planted with pasture last year, but it was only extensively cultivated and was not properly managed at all.

After all, with such a vast land, there are bound to be areas unsuitable for cultivation.

Roman chose pastures in places unsuitable for planting.

Those stones, tree roots, and clods of earth buried deep underground have never been cleared away. At most, they have been plowed again to loosen the soil around them.

In other words, pasture grass does not have high requirements for the environment.

If it were those staple foods, they would have taught you a lesson long ago.

But things can't stay like this forever.

Coincidentally, the batch of laborers sent to build the gold mine base also returned, and the construction team and quarry were able to recover their manpower.

Let's plant some pasture together.

The previous yield was too low. If we could put in more effort and increase the yield per mu to 2,000 jin, it would be a great thing for the livestock industry.

This land is mostly farmland, with no grasslands suitable for large-scale grazing.

Once the livestock are let graze, the scene is simply unbearable to look at.

At this stage, it's still better to raise them in captivity, as they grow faster and have enough forage.

The growth cycle of eight or nine months can be shortened to six months before slaughter.

This time, Roman selected high-quality forage grasses such as alfalfa, ryegrass, stag grass, and sweet clover.

First, use salt water to screen the seeds, then deeply plow and harrow the land, collect stones, break up clods of soil, apply fertilizer, and sow the seeds.

These steps may sound complicated, but they are relatively simple for farmers.

The farmers of Origin City gradually adapted to this way of working, and without being told, they started working spontaneously and very hard.

Because the increase in production is visible to the naked eye!

Even barren land can yield a hundred catties of grain, it's simply a miracle... no, this is clearly a miracle brought about by the master!
Science is incomprehensible, and thought is ignorant.

Their farming experience relies entirely on oral tradition passed down from generation to generation—yet their ancestors were clearly fools.

If you explain the advantages of deep cultivation and the principles of fertilization to them, and break down the knowledge of farming into simple pieces to feed them, they will only praise you for how delicious your saliva is.

All that useful knowledge has flown away like a cooked duck.

Don't overestimate them!
There's absolutely no hope!

Once an idea is deeply ingrained, it becomes impossible to change.

They will only understand a few key points.

The new farming technology is awesome!
As for why it's so awesome?
Of course, the lord who brought the new technology is even more awesome!

Once it's associated with the authority of the nobility, everything becomes acceptable.

Technology? What technology?
It's clearly a blessing from the master!

Damn it! Without the boss around, how could we possibly have this production capacity?

If we lose the master, won't we be back to the miserable days of the past?

Despite the earnest efforts of Barlow and the agricultural department's cadres who were open to new technologies, they couldn't change Barlow's mind; instead, they themselves became trapped in the idea.

Yes! I've figured out farming techniques; it really is that simple.

But why didn't anyone discover this before?
why?

This explanation doesn’t make sense!

Sure enough, all these changes were brought about by the lord!
It wasn't that the master discovered the knowledge that should have been there, but rather that the knowledge was born because of the master.

Its logic is similar to—

Why are we able to stand on the ground? Roman answered that it was gravity. The farmers suddenly realized that it was the sage who created gravity, which sucked them to the ground!
Roman was naturally aware of these things.

But he never paid any attention.

Each generation has its own ideas.

Roman was simply calling them idiots.

But that can only be considered a description of the facts.

There's nothing to mock about them.

Because they were in it.

Their ideas were nurtured by the soil of their times.

The times and the environment together shaped their fragile and vulnerable thoughts.

Those ideas may seem magical and bizarre, but they actually have their own internal logic.

How could beautiful flowers bloom in such soil? He chose to leave everything to time.

The era of reform.

Improve the soil.

Roman believes that as long as things move forward, history will eventually vindicate him.

But for now, let's just stick to farming.

Pasture grass also has the ability to improve soil.

With many people, there is great strength. A total of about four thousand people sowed five thousand acres of land in just half a month.

That's the time.

Roman's scouts stationed outside sent word.

The army of the Grand Duke of Liejia, tasked with suppressing the rebellion, has arrived.

The number of people was enormous, covering the entire mountainside... no less than ten thousand!
Upon learning the news, Roman immediately halted most of the production.

Stop farming.

All able-bodied men who were free were sent to serve as laborers in the army.

Moving supplies, preparing for war!
This time, Roman is not going to be a coward; he only did it out of necessity last year.

This year is also possible, after all, it is difficult to supply the army with logistics, and even if Roman drags it out, he can wear down the 10,000-strong anti-rebel army.

But it's really unnecessary and would only delay development.

I'll punch you right in the face!
So that you'll know!
what!
TMD!

叫！
Down! Dimension! Strike! Attack!
On the third day after the news arrived, Roman had completed all military mobilization.

Or rather, they were prepared long ago.

Just transporting supplies is a huge waste of time.

Roman stared at the sea of ​​heads.

He clenched his fist and roared, "All troops, attack! Crush them!!"

"Ohhhhh!!!" The response was immediate and overwhelming.

……

Because there were too many soldiers and servants.

It took two days just to cross the river.

But this did not affect morale.

The soldiers were in high spirits, and the menial workers were also burning with rage.

If it weren't for this war, they would still be comfortably eating three meals a day and working hard in the fields.

Can we even imagine those wonderful days in the past?
Dare to imagine it?
Now it's all destroyed!
How will they survive without Lord Roman?

This is absolutely terrifying!
The servants could only hope that Lord Roman would win the battle and send them back to farming as soon as possible.

……

Roman raised the banner of the King of the Valley, the thorn-ringed banner, and marched into battle.

The army that came to punish the Romans also raised different flags.

This indicates that this anti-rebel army was not entirely composed of soldiers with broken armor.

Even Gale himself didn't come.

Because he had to stay in charge of the northern battlefield and was unable to spare any time, the invading Arctic pirates posed a greater threat than his rebellious son.

Gail could still tell which was more important.

Roman's rebellion was merely rebellion; it shook the prestige of the Grand Duke of the Cracked Armor.

However, if the northern front falls, the pirates could penetrate deep into the heart of the Black Iron Kingdom and threaten the safety of the Grand Duchy of the Rift Armor.

Gale personally suppressed the rebels, only to turn around and expose his hometown to the pirates' slaughter. That was going to be a big problem.

Therefore, only a portion of the troops could be dispatched to suppress the rebellion.

Moreover, it can't be just him sending troops alone.

Sending too few troops would be of little use to Roman; they would only be suicide missions. It would be better not to send them at all.

But once the decision to suppress is made, then they will fight to the death.

We cannot give Roman any chance to make a comeback!

This army of over ten thousand men, tasked with suppressing the rebellion, consisted of—

The Cracked Armor Clan has about two thousand troops.

Three thousand mercenaries from the muddy swamp.

The cast included knights sent by the papacy, nuns from the convent, church priests, and five thousand believers temporarily recruited.

Finally, there were about a thousand men from Berchtesgaard.

(End of this chapter)