I was a lord farming, how did I become an emperor?

Chapter 171 New Urban Construction Begins

Rod, tucked under the horse's flanks, felt the cold wind whistling past his ears.

The horses' hooves pounded through the snow, making a crisp "pat-pat" sound, and swirling up fine snowflakes that danced in the wind.

Rhodes couldn't be sure exactly how fast the Night Fury was, but as the Night Fury sped along, Rhodes experienced the feeling of riding a motorcycle in his previous life.

This feeling is something no other warhorse can provide.

Of course, Rhodes didn't let the Night Fury run rampant.

After a few hundred meters, he gently tightened the reins, slowing the Night Fury down. After running around the town once, they returned to the town.

Night Fury exhaled white breath steadily through its nostrils, its tail swishing gently, showing no signs of fatigue.

No one from the caravan left; they all waited quietly in place.

Engel and Lawrence huddled together, gesturing and chatting as if they were haggling over the goods in the caravan.

After Rhodes returned, all eyes turned to him.

Engel stood in front of the crowd, looking at Rhodes on the Night Fury's back with eyes full of envy and admiration.

Rhodes dismounted and gently stroked the Night Fury's neck twice.

"It is indeed a fine horse."

Night Fury snorted, lowered his head, and gently rubbed against his arm.

Rhodes turned to look at Engel.
"Send me any warhorses like these in the future, especially those that can't be tamed."

Engel nodded heavily.

"Yes, Your Excellency Baron."

He now completely trusts Rhodes and no longer questions him.

Rod waved his hand casually and said, "Alright, go and rest. You've all traveled such a long way, you must be tired."

"The coachman stays behind and explains the Night Fury's habits clearly."

"Yes, Your Excellency Baron!"

Engel bowed and led the caravan into the tavern.

Rod led the Night Fury by the reins toward the manor.

Vivian followed Rhodes, her gaze fixed on Night Fury.

She spoke leisurely, "Baron, Night Fury looks really handsome. Shouldn't you provide me with one too?"

"Ok?"

Rod looked at Vivian and asked with a smile, "You don't even have Durant, and you're already asking for him?"

“My Lord Baron, I am obliged to protect you personally.”

Vivian reached out to touch Nightshade, but was startled by a snort from him and withdrew her arm.

"When we travel together, my warhorse can't keep up with your speed, so I won't be able to protect you closely!"

"It's alright, I'll have Night Fury wait for you."

Rhodes looked at Vivian, "In an emergency, I can let you ride with me on the Night Fury."

Warhorses are scarce in the Mosar Plateau and are not easy to buy.

However, with this stallion, and given the fact that Rhodes is known for his crazy breeding and raising of lords, it is possible to breed purebred warhorses even without the mares of the Mosar Plateau.

Thinking of his own plan, Rhodes couldn't help but stroke the Night Fury's mane again.

Your good days are just around the corner.

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Rhodes, holding the reins of Night Fury, had just reached the entrance of the manor.

Night Fury suddenly stopped, its purple eyes warily staring at the wooden house to its side.

"What's wrong……"

As soon as Rhodes finished speaking, two dark figures rushed out from the side of the manor!
Ow—

A sharp screech immediately rang out; it was the two-legged flying dragons Frost and Thunder.

They spread their wings, raised their necks, and locked their eyes on the Night Fury.

Night Fury's ears perked up, its hooves scraped the ground, and its purple eyes stared intently at the two two-legged wyverns, as if responding without showing any weakness.

The atmosphere immediately became tense, and the manor fell silent.

The guards' attention was drawn to both sides, and Lawrence nervously took a few steps back.

Vivian crossed her arms with great interest, ready to enjoy the spectacle.

Frost and Thunder flapped their wings and gradually approached Night Fury, while Night Fury's legs were also gathering strength.

"enough!"

Rhodes loosened the reins, stepped between the Night Fury and the dragon, and glanced at Frost and Thunder.

"Everyone behave yourselves, no fighting among yourselves!"

Luo De's tone carried a sharp, imposing air. "You are all my pets. Get along well from now on!"

He turned and pointed at Frost and Thunder, "You two, go back to sleep!"

Frost and Thunder were still stubbornly resisting when Rhodes stepped forward and slapped the dragon's head directly.
"Your recipes are different, what's the point of arguing!"

Rod raised his hand and brushed aside the frost. "What, you want to eat hay and bran too?"

Frost and Thunder exchanged a glance and let out a soft snort.

But it still retracted its wings and slowly turned back to the cabin.

However, he still glared at Nightshade.

The Night Fury, not to be outdone, fired a shot.

Rhodes looked at the Night Fury and couldn't help but admire it; the warhorses of the Mosar Plateau were truly fearless.

To be honest, Frost and Thunder are not afraid of magical beasts, and no ordinary wild animal can defeat them.

But now this Night Fury refuses to back down and dares to go head-to-head with these two little guys; he's stubborn.

However, warhorses are meant to have this fearless and reckless nature.

Only in this way can one gallop freely on the battlefield amidst flashing swords and gushing blood.

Rhodes was satisfied. He turned to Lawrence behind him and said calmly, "Tell Ward to come over and tell him there's work to do."

Ward was a horse trainer that Rhodes had previously recruited from the Brotherhood of Blades, and now he is in charge of Rhodes's horse farm.

"Yes, my lord!"

Lawrence immediately responded and relayed Rhodes's order.

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evening.

The underground brick factory has already started operating, with thick smoke billowing from its chimneys.

It can produce about four thousand bricks a day – mainly due to the underground drying room.

Rhodes has instructed Labette to continue expanding the drying facility.

At the same time, Rhodes called Sherry to his side and began to arrange another project to build the city wall.

Dig the foundation.

The foundation is the basis of the city wall, and it was also a difficult project.

Rhodes wanted to build a ten-meter-high wall, so the foundation needed to be at least three meters high.

To be on the safe side, Rod wanted a five-meter foundation.

This kind of task had to be left to Xue Rui and the other snow rabbit people.

"My lord, shall we dismantle the old fence?"

In the manor hall, Sherry asked after hearing Rhodes's request.

"of course not."

Rhodes unfolded the simple drawings.

There were no specific blueprints for building the city wall, only simple planning diagrams.

"The fence doesn't need to be dismantled, but the city wall can be moved forward 600 meters."

Frostleaf Town is too small now.

Building the city walls was a long project, and when it was completed, Rhodes thought the population would exceed three thousand, or even four thousand.

Rhodes didn't want to find out there wasn't enough space after the city walls were built.

Rod wouldn't make such a basic mistake.

The town's defenses will not be weakened as long as the fences are not dismantled and the city walls are built.

"I understand, sir."

Xue Rui nodded. "Tell me the specifics of how to do it."

Rod pointed to the diagram and continued, "If you move forward 600 meters, the town's area will include this open space below the hillside."

"In this case, there is no natural height difference between the east and west directions and the sides, so there is no basic defense capability."

"Therefore, the city wall to be built this time will not only be one side, but will also extend to the east and west sides to enclose the current town."

After hearing Rod's words, Sherry's bright eyes widened in surprise. "My lord, this is truly a massive undertaking!"

"Ah."

Rhodes nodded. "I calculated it, it's about two kilometers?"

"More than that..."

Xue Rui looked distressed. "Such a huge project would take us Xue Tu people several years to complete..."

"Haha, I know that."

Rod instinctively reached out and patted Sherry's rabbit head.

Even though Sherry is an adult snow rabbit, Rhodes can't help but treat her like a child.

"Let alone building city walls, just digging the foundation is a huge project. You few dozen people couldn't finish it even if you worked yourself to death."

"I'll assign you two hundred slaves to help you dig the foundation."

Rhodes immediately pointed to Lawrence beside him, "Go find him tomorrow, he'll arrange it for you."

Lawrence nodded in response, "Everything has been arranged in advance."

"thank you for your support."

Sherry nodded and bowed, "Then there's no problem."

"You'll be fully in charge then. Whoever disobeys will be punished."

Rhodes said very decisively, "If you can't bring yourself to do it, I'll send you a few more strict overseers."

"The city wall is not something to be taken lightly; you must supervise it carefully."

"Yes, sir."

Sherry forced a fierce expression on her face, "I'll bite anyone who disobeys!" "Ah, with a whip!"

Sherry added, blushing slightly.

"As long as the project is done well, any method is acceptable."

Rod said with a smile, "Once the city walls are built, Frostleaf Town will have a place for you Snow Rabbits."

"I will build underground waterways, which you can think of as an underground city, where the Snow Rabbits can live."

Rod's words immediately made Sherry's eyes light up!
"Thank you for your generosity!"

Sherry was very excited.

Although Blackrock Village is nice, I can see my clansmen every day after moving to Frostleaf Town!
"The snow rabbit people of the Dier tribe are my subjects, and it is my responsibility to take care of your lives."

Rhodes casually said, "Alright, go and make the arrangements."

"Yes, my lord!"

After bowing respectfully, Xue Rui happily withdrew.

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the next morning,

Sheryl led her people to begin surveying the land and implementing the specific route according to Rod's plan.

Sheryl was accompanied by a bricklayer who drove stakes and marked lines on the ground to ensure the accuracy of the route.

At the same time, Sherry also began to group the engineering teams.

The Snow Rabbit tribe has only twenty people, but a large number of slaves.

Sherry divided the team into two groups, preparing to start digging from the east and west sides.

The Snow Rabbits are the main digging team, specializing in the hardest soil layers.

The frozen soil, as hard as iron, was no match for their claws.

As for the slaves, their main responsibility was to excavate and transport soil.

On both sides, carpenters were setting up scaffolding, rollers, and winches.

The foundation will be nearly two stories deep, and it will be difficult to transport the soil by manpower alone, so these things naturally need to be arranged in advance.

Working in winter is torture.

Especially when the body is not warmed up, the hands and feet cannot be stretched out.

After working hard and sweating a lot, it's easy to catch a cold when a cold wind blows.

Rhodes had instructed Lawrence in advance to have several simple sheds set up nearby, with fires burning inside.

The slaves took turns resting in the shed by the fire to warm themselves and regain some strength.

After all, Rhodes only wanted the city walls to be completed quickly, not for the slaves to sacrifice their lives.

Meanwhile, Ward received the news and rushed to Frostleaf Town.

Inside the manor hall.

Upon seeing Rhodes, Ward's legs went weak, and he knelt down with a thud, his head almost touching the ground.
"My lord, I have something to report!"

Ward's sudden reaction startled Rhodes slightly.

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

Ward swallowed hard, his voice trembling.

"Your...your horses seem to have suddenly gone into heat...this doesn't make sense!"

Ward lowered his head and quickly explained,
"Maes typically go into heat from late spring to early autumn, about once a month."

"But it's late winter... I've never seen a mare in heat during winter!"

"But their behavior... is that they're in heat."

Ward didn't dare look up and stammered his suggestion.

“My lord, perhaps… you could go to the border town and find a more professional horse trainer to take a look? I… I’m not so sure.”

After he finished speaking, he lowered his head even further, as if awaiting judgment.

Rod smiled.

"I thought it was something serious. Get up."

Ward paused, then slowly stood up, his knees still trembling, unable to look Rhodes in the eye.

"Your judgment is correct."

Rhodes stared at Ward.

"I believe you. If you say they're in heat, then they are in heat."

One of the attributes for breeding lords is to prolong the estrus period, so Rhodes was not surprised at all.

But Ward didn't know.

At this moment, he stared in surprise, his mouth slightly open, staring straight at Rod.

How could the lord trust a country bumpkin like him so much?
"My lord..."

Ward suddenly felt nervous and knelt down before Rhodes again, saying, "Thank you for your trust!"

Rhodes stood up, walked slowly to my side, and patted me on the shoulder.

"Have some confidence in yourself, Ward."

"Yes, my lord."

"Get up and come with me to the stables."

Rod pulled Wode up. "I just got a new warhorse yesterday. Come and take a look."

After saying that, Rhodes walked out of the hall, and Ward quickly followed.

The manor's stables were small, with only four warhorses.

Ward spotted Night Fury immediately, stood frozen in place, and pointed at him with a trembling arm.
"These are... warhorses from the Mosar Plateau?!"

"You do have good taste."

Rhodes nodded.

"Can I touch it?" Ward looked at Rhodes with anticipation.

“If Night Fury lets you touch it, then go ahead and touch it,” Rhodes said casually.

"Thank you for your generosity!"

Ward cautiously stepped forward, reaching out to touch the horse's neck, but was startled by a low neigh from the horse and withdrew his hand.

Ward gave an awkward laugh. "Let's talk about it later."

Ward circled the Night Fury from side to side, "What a fine horse..."

"My lord, the horses of the Mosar Plateau are spirited and not easy to tame..."

Before she could finish speaking, Rod raised his hand to interrupt her, saying calmly,

"It has been tamed."

"Ah this..."

Ward swallowed hard, a hint of awe creeping into his eyes.

Wasn't this the warhorse we just acquired yesterday?
It was tamed today?

No, I came as soon as I received the message today.

Wouldn't that mean it was tamed yesterday?

"My lord, your abilities... are truly beyond the reach of ordinary people."

Ward's words came from the bottom of his heart, and while they were somewhat obsequious, they were very sincere.

Rhodes ignored Ward's praise and looked at Night Fury.

"Since those mares are in heat, it's a good idea to assign them all to Night Furies."

"But before that, your first task is to understand the Night Fury's habits and preferences, and then take care of it yourself."

He paused, his gaze fixed on Ward: "Then take him to breed with those mares."

Ward's eyes lit up.
"Understood, my lord!"

Ward's face was filled with barely concealed excitement.

Serving Mosar Plateau warhorses is every horse trainer's dream, let alone now that they are also breeding Mosar Plateau warhorses.

Ward didn't care whether it was normal for the mares to be in heat in winter; he just wanted to bring all the mares over as soon as possible to give to Night Fury.

"The Night Fury's habits have been taught to you by the previous coachman. Lawrence will take you to him in a bit."

Rhodes instructed, "Remember, we only have this one Mosar warhorse in our territory right now. If anything happens to it, you can forget about your head."

"Don't worry, sir, if anything happens to it, I'll die with it!"

Ward assured him loudly.

"very good."

Rhodes patted Ward on the shoulder. "After this is done, I'll have Lawrence find you a woman, and you can settle down in Frostleaf."

Ward's face lit up with joy, knowing that Rhodes was about to elevate him to commoner status, and he immediately knelt down again.
"Thank you for your generosity!"

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Inside a cave in the Blade's Edge Mountains.

The leader of the Eagle Feather tribe presented a wooden bowl filled with dried fruit to the White Frost Prophet.

"Honorable Prophet, please enjoy."

The Eagle Feather leader smiled broadly and was extremely respectful.

The White Frost Prophet merely glanced at the dried fruit before looking away.

“I’m not interested in your shoddy food. There’s plenty in the Holy Land. You can keep this for yourself.”

The White Frost Prophet's voice carried a hint of arrogance, "What do you think about submitting to the Holy Lord?"

The Eagle Feather chieftain hesitated for a moment, then cautiously asked, "This... Your Excellency, does the Holy Lord truly intend to disband our tribe?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the White Frost Prophet stood up abruptly.
"The Eagle Feather Tribe rejects the Holy Lord, let's go!"

"Eh? Eh!"

The Eagle Feather leader was stunned for a moment, then panicked.
"I didn't mean that, Prophet!"

"Is something like returning to the Holy Lord something that can be negotiated?"

The White Frost Prophet turned around, her sharp gaze fixed on the Eagle Feather Chieftain. "Do you expect the great Holy Lord to compromise with your tiny tribe?"

"No, no, no, Your Excellency Prophet, I had no intention of offending the Holy Lord!"

The Eagle Feather chieftain looked nervous. "Our Eagle Feather tribe is willing to submit to the Holy Lord!"

"That's pretty much it."

The White Frost Prophet nodded slightly and sat down again.
"Does your Eagle Feather Tribe still have its Beast Spirit Inheritance Orb?"

(End of this chapter)