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

Chapter 178 If you don't eat it, you can compost it.

Chapter 178 If you don't eat it, you can compost it.
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The edge of the razor plain.

In the cave.

Gunle sat by the fire, squinting at the map in his hand.

Chris, Tucson, and the snow rabbit Kyle were also by his side.

The map is densely covered with various markings of mountains, streams, lakes, and caves.

In addition, there are lizardmen camps and markers for burial pits.

Within a radius of several dozen kilometers in Tucson, thirteen newly turned plots of land were discovered, which appeared to be burial pits.

Even if there are only twenty or thirty corpses in each pit, that adds up to hundreds of corpses.

"Even if it was some kind of sacrificial ritual as Tucson said, it would be impossible to dig so many burial pits, right?"

Chris looked at the map and voiced his doubts.
"The camp we found only had twenty-six lizardmen; it couldn't possibly be the Bloodscale Tribe camp that the lord mentioned."

“Those thatched huts were obviously temporary structures; they were just a place to stay for the time being.”

"Don't the lizardman priests perform their rituals near their own camps?"

"This is illogical."

After a moment's analysis, Chris said, "We need to inform the lord about this."

"It has to be a knight like you; we hadn't even thought of that."

Gunle gave Chris a thumbs up, "I love working with knights like you; you don't even need to use your brain."

“You’re right. The Bloodscale Tribe has absorbed many Lizardman tribes, and there are definitely more than just these.”

Looking at the map, Gunle said, "But we can't just go back like this. We should at least take all the Snow Rabbits with us before we leave."

"We'll capture a few lizardmen prisoners and get everything out of them."

"it is good."

Chris nodded, a hint of ruthlessness in his voice.
"But if we did that, we would have killed all those lizardmen."

"Without any lizardmen returning to report, the Bloodscale Tribe, after realizing something was wrong, had no idea what had happened."

"Just do as you say!"

Gunther grinned and patted Chris on the shoulder. "Then you give us a good plan."

Chris nodded.

"I have a plan that requires someone to cooperate with."

Chris shifted his gaze from the map to the side.

Kyle was grooming the rabbit's fur when he noticed the cave had suddenly fallen silent.

He looked up curiously and found that Chris and Gunther were both staring at him.

Kyle was somewhat puzzled.

"I?"

……

noon.

In a dense pine forest covered with snow.

Kamas raised its tail, crouched in a corner of the woods, stared wide-eyed, and let out a low groan.

puff-

With Kamas's force, the long, dark thing finally squeezed out, and a strong stench instantly filled the forest.

He let out a long sigh of relief, his face full of enjoyment.

After a series of crackling sounds, the pristine snow was covered in filth.

Lizardmen don't have the habit of wiping their butts, so Kamas vigorously shook his butt and rubbed it directly in the snow.

He then bent down to pick up the shield and spiked club from the ground, preparing to turn around and rejoin his unit.

Most people from other ethnic groups don't have the concept of toilets and will relieve themselves wherever they can.

Even in the tribe, people spray everywhere as soon as they step out of their tents.

But this time, the leader ordered that no one was allowed to defecate near the burial pit.

That's why he hid in this secluded forest to find a corner to take care of his business.

Having resolved his urgent matter, Kamas felt a sense of relief and was about to leave when he heard a strange rustling sound coming from the nearby pine forest.

Fast-paced and rhythmic.

It wasn't the sound of the wind, nor the sound of snow falling from the pine trees.

Kamas abruptly turned his head, the muscles beneath his scales tensing, as he gripped his spiked club.

"Who? Who's there!?"

As soon as Kamas finished speaking, a small, thin figure darted out of the woods and ran wildly into the distance!

"slave?"

Kamas's pupils contracted sharply, and anger exploded from his chest.

"Stop!"

Damn!

These snow rabbit people not only have to dig pits, but they also have to kill them and bury them in the pits. They absolutely cannot let any of them escape!

Otherwise, the leader would definitely whip himself!

However, the shouts did not stop the snow hare; instead, it ran even faster.

Kamas brandished his spiked club and immediately strode after him.

"A slave has escaped! Help!"

His roar immediately attracted the attention of the lizardmen behind him, and a moment later five or six figures emerged from the woods behind them.

They spotted Kamas running at a glance, and then noticed the fleeing snow hare.

"Chase!"

The lizardmen rushed straight at the snow rabbits, instantly turning the clean, tidy snow into a field full of footprints.

Even though the snow hares are incredibly fast in this snow-covered forest, their footprints on the snow make their escape route clearly visible.

Kamas followed the footprints, with the lizardmen close behind.

They soon discovered that the snow hare had run into the valley.

That was a dead end; in front of it was a steep, sheer hillside, like a cliff.

No matter how powerful the snow rabbit is, it's impossible for it to climb up when the snow is covered.

Kamas grinned, revealing a row of sharp teeth.
"Run? Do you think you can escape, you cowardly, stupid rabbit?"

Kamas was panting heavily, and his roar echoed through the forest.

He quickened his pace, his spiked club striking his shield with a harsh, muffled sound.

The other lizardmen caught up and formed a fan-shaped formation, encircling the valley.

"Come out, little bunny!"

"You can't run away!"

Kamas grinned menacingly.

"If you don't come out now, I'll cut off your ears, roast them, and eat them!"

After the roar subsided, the valley fell into a deathly silence.

No response.

Only the cold wind swept by, stirring up gusts of fine, sand-like snowflakes.

Kamas suddenly felt a chill.

"wrong!"

Kamas instantly became alert!
In winter, the surface of the snow melts and freezes into a thin layer of snow, which is not solid but will never be blown away by the wind!
That snow was the bottom layer that was laid on later, which is why it was blown away by the wind!
"Come on!"

As soon as Kamas finished speaking, the flat snow-covered ground stood up, and dozens of figures jumped out of the snow instantly!
The next instant, the spears in the hands of these figures flew out and shot straight at the lizardmen!

"Whoosh!"

A sharp whooshing sound rang out as the spear instantly sliced through the sky!
Kamas hurriedly raised his shield and blocked the oncoming spear with a clang!

Just then, another spear shot down from the hillside behind, instantly piercing through the scales and exiting from Kamas's chest!

"Pfft!"

Kamas stared wide-eyed at the spearhead lodged in his lower abdomen in disbelief.

"Enemy attack!"

"Get out!"

With a shout, another spear flew from the front and pierced his thigh!

Kamas could no longer hold on and collapsed heavily onto the snow, his blood instantly turning the snow black and red.

"run!"

However, the other lizardmen were not as lucky as him; despite having shields, they could not withstand the attack from both sides.

A volley of spears was thrown, and they all fell to the ground, turning into hedgehogs with spears stuck in their heads and chests.

Only Kamas, whose thigh and abdomen were pierced, lay on the snow still breathing.

Unable to escape, they could only shout loudly.
"Help!"

"There are enemies!"

The lizardmen are incredibly resilient; even with their abdomens pierced, they can still shout.

"Woo-"

Before Kamas could utter two cries, a large foot stomped hard on his mouth and rubbed it roughly.

"Gag him!"

At Gunle's command, the soldier next to him picked up a thick, large stick and stuffed it into the lizardman's mouth.

Gunle withdrew his foot and kicked Kamas hard in the buttocks, who immediately let out another roar.

"I'm freezing to death!"

Gunther shuddered and let out a long sigh of relief.

"But it was worth it. We took down six and captured one, leaving nineteen."

Gunther put his arm around Chris. "Okay, the Cavaliers still have a sharp mind."

Chris didn't reply, his smile a little awkward.

Because he remembered his soldiers who had been pierced by spears.

Chris couldn't help but glance at the savages on the hillside—these guys were more terrifying than he had imagined.

"What do we do next?"

Gunther looked at Chris and asked, "Shall we use the same method as before?"

Chris shook his head.
"There's no time to set things up; if it goes on for too long, it will definitely alert them."

Chris had barely finished speaking when Tucson suddenly spoke up:
"They're coming!"

Tucson loudly reminded everyone: "Ten zeros and two in total!"

Günler chuckled.
"These idiots, they dare to split their forces at a time like this?"

He gripped his battle axe tightly, his eyes gleaming with bloodlust.

"go!"

"Since they dare to come, we'll eat them all up!"

Gonle immediately gave the order,

"Chris, you lead the team to the left, I'll go to the right, let's surround them!"

"it is good!"

Chris answered immediately.

"Second team of spearmen, follow Chris the Knight!"

At Gunle's command, the savages of the second team quickly stood behind Chris.

As soon as the team was divided, Tucson shouted a warning: "They're charging over the hill!"

"By the Holy Lord's decree, any foreign provocations will be met with immediate annihilation!"

Gunther gave a loud command,

"Kill me!"

With a roar, Gunle led his knights and soldiers up the hill!

Just as we reached the top of the mountain, twelve lizardmen appeared in our field of vision!
Upon seeing Gunle, the lizardman screamed and charged straight at him, brandishing his spiked club!

"Throw spears!"

At Gunle's command.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

More than a dozen spears shot through the air, and the three lizardmen at the front fell to the ground!

The lizardmen immediately realized something was wrong and quickly scattered in all directions!

A scream rang out, and the two lizardmen immediately stood up and threw their spears at Gunle and the others!

"careful!"

Gunther roared and swung his shield around!

Knowing the spear's power, he turned sideways as he swung the shield, allowing the spear to glide across the shield's surface at an angle the instant it struck!

With a clang, Gunle felt a tingling sensation in his hand, but the spear continued its momentum, plunging straight into the snow!

One of the other two spears grazed the soldier's scalp, scaring him so much that he sat down on the ground!

"These lizardmen are really strong!"

Gunle didn't have time to sigh; he threw his shield like a dart!

The lizardman in front of him instinctively dodged, and Gunle jumped up and swung his axe at the lizardman directly in front of him!

"kill!"

Gunle's battle axe came crashing down with a whoosh!

The lizardman raised his shield to block, but with a "crack," the shield shattered!
The battle axe continued its momentum, cleaving directly down at the lizardman's body!
"Pfft!" In an instant, the lizardman's body was split in two!
Another lizardman swung a stone hammer at him, and Gunle rolled to the side.

At that moment, Chris rushed out from the side and chopped off the opponent's arm with a backhand axe.

"what--"

The lizardman screamed and fell to the ground.

Gunle followed up with a kick, shattering his ribs.

The sound of bones breaking was crisp and audible.

In the blink of an eye, two lizardmen fell, and the soldiers surged forward like a tidal wave, scaring the lizardmen into scattering and fleeing without hesitation.

Gunle immediately drew his short axe from his waist and threw it at the fleeing lizardman!

The lizardman who had turned his back to Gunle collapsed to the ground!

"Chris, don't let them get away!"

Gunther shouted loudly!

"I know!"

Chris dashed to the other side, heading straight for the fleeing lizardman!

"Tussen, keep a close eye on them!"

Tucson responded to Chris by using the lizardman's position as a countermeasure, and controlled the eagle to harass the lizardman at the front.

Caught between two attacks, only two lizardmen remained in the blink of an eye.

They had nowhere to escape and were forced back into the burial pit.

"Don't let a single one escape!"

Gunle and his men followed closely behind. Before the three lizardmen who remained behind could even realize what was happening, they were instantly pierced through by spears and pinned to the ground.

The snow rabbits of the White Claw tribe, who were digging in the open space, had no idea what was happening. They screamed in fright and turned to run away.

"Whoever runs will be killed!"

Gunle roared, and Kyle, who followed behind, shouted urgently, telling all the snow rabbits to lie down and stay put.

The fear of death made the snow rabbits freeze in place, trembling and huddled together.

"That's all, everything's been resolved."

Tucson had the eagle scout the area and then reported, "Now only the four lizardmen left to guard the temporary camp remain."

Gunle nodded and said, "I'll take some men to take care of the remaining four. Chris, you take some men to clean up this place."

"I will go with you."

Chris thought for a moment, "It's better to play it safe."

"Then who will clean up the battlefield and look after these snow rabbit people?" Gunle asked.

Chris turned to look at Kyle.

Kyle was taken aback. "Me again?"

“You did a good job as bait just now, and these snow hares don’t speak the common language, so only you can communicate with them.”

Chris said seriously, "It's appropriate for you to handle this here."

Then Chris pointed to the snow rabbit slaves,

"Make them dig up all the bodies in the nearby burial pits and burn them, using the pine branches covered in resin."

"Oh okay."

Kyle nodded obediently.

At this moment, Gunle stepped forward and said, "Wait a minute, let me interject."

"Pick out all the animals for me, we'll take them with us."

"what?"

Chris paused for a moment, then said, "Lord Gunther, this is covered in blood and dirt."

"And it's been sitting there for so many days already."

"So what if it's been sitting for so many days?"

Gunther said nonchalantly, "It's not broken."

"You can tell at a glance that you've never experienced hardship."

Gunle patted Chris on the shoulder. "Ask these soldiers how many good days they've had. Before, when they had nothing to eat, they even ate tree bark."

"Besides, we don't eat the skin, so the meat inside is fine."

Chris nodded.

I was definitely being dramatic.

Gunle didn't care and said, "Let's go, let's quickly take care of the remaining lizardmen."

"Wait a moment."

Kyle suddenly spoke, pointing at the lizardman's corpse and asking,
"What should we do with these lizardmen's corpses? Should we burn them too?"

"Skin them alive first."

Gunle spoke without hesitation.

"These lizardmen are so resistant to the cold, their skin must be very warm."

He kicked the corpse on the ground.

"Take it back and make it into gloves or fur coats."

"Hmm, the meat is probably useless."

Gunther frowned.

I have no interest in eating these lizardmen.

Gunther figured the lord probably wouldn't eat it either.

"You can take it back to compost."

At this moment, a soldier standing nearby spoke up.

"The lord said that rotten meat and internal organs can be used as fertilizer. I learned that before."

"You've reminded me, the lord still has to pay taxes!"

Gunle suddenly slapped his forehead.
“Then take them all back. Cut off the heads of the remaining alien races and take them back as well, and burn their bodies.”

Gunle instructed Kyle, "Use the lizardmen's wagons. It's a pity there's only one; otherwise, we could have taken them all back."

Humans are seen as food by some fierce alien races.

Humans also treat inhuman alien races as animals, but most people cannot treat alien races as food.

Most people, except for those who are extremely hungry and nobles with certain pica, can eat these foods.

Kyle's people were often eaten by the lizardmen, so he didn't think Gunle's order was excessive and readily nodded.

"Ok."

"Then this place is yours, Kyle."

Gunther looked at Chris,
"let's go."

Gunther and Chris led thirty soldiers in a swift raid on the lizardmen's makeshift camp.

With only four lizardmen remaining and Tucson providing aerial vision support, they were all captured without any surprises.

Of the twenty-six lizardmen, twenty-two were killed, and the rest were captured.

A great fire burned the lizardman camp to the ground, and Gunle, with the snow rabbit slaves and lizardman prisoners, set off on his journey home.

Chris, along with Tucson, continued to scout ahead and refine the map, destroying the burial pits they discovered one by one.

……

On the barren Black Pine Ridge.

Hundreds of farmers, wrapped in leather coats, wielded hoes and picks, and poured all their energy into smashing the frozen ground.

In two days, they swept away the snow, softened the frozen soil with firewood, and painstakingly turned over the land to create fifteen acres of arable land.

Although the farmers followed orders to till the land, they couldn't stop grumbling.

Why must the land be tilled in winter?

A tall farmer, panting heavily, paused for a moment while wielding his hoe.

"What should we plant now? Won't everything freeze if the snow covers it?"

He wiped the sweat from his forehead and muttered to himself.

An old farmer nearby chimed in with a low voice, "I've lived for over thirty years and I've never heard of planting crops in winter."

"What to plant? Who knows?"

Another farmer chimed in, his tone full of doubt, "Perhaps the lord has some rare seeds."

"What rare seeds could there be?"

The tall farmer sighed.
"I really can't do it anymore... This perfectly good hoe has become dull, what's the point of hoeing anymore?"

"I really don't know what the lord is thinking..."

Snapped!
Before the words were even finished, a crisp sound pierced the air!
The whip lashed hard across the tall farmer, startling him so much that he shuddered and shrank back.

"Shut the fuck up! Get back to work!"

Love stared wide-eyed, his voice booming so loud it made your ears ring.

The leather whip he gripped tightly in his hand made him look ferocious.

Lof is now the chief supervisor under Otto, and the work of permafrost reclamation is all under his management.

And now, Love is no longer the honest farmer he once was; he has a temper more volatile than anyone else's.

He raised his whip, pointed it at all the farmers, and shouted,
"You bunch of fools, how dare you talk about the lord?"

Lof spat, his booming voice laced with malice: "Back when the lord produced fertilizer, who among you believed him?"

"Who could have imagined that this year's harvest would be so good?"

"During spring planting, do you really think you'll have enough to eat in winter?"

The farmers lowered their heads and hunched their necks, pounding the ground with their hoes, and no one dared to utter a sound.

Love's words were like knives, piercing their hearts.

Love is right.

Everyone remembers how many people were so hungry in previous winters that they huddled in a corner, only able to drink a bowl of porridge each day.

But this year, the lord used new fertilizer, and the crops grew like crazy.

With the granary overflowing with grain, who would dare say the lord was wrong?

Love was not flattering the lord.

He had no doubt whatsoever.

Without the lord, would my parents and I be living the life we have now?
dream!

Therefore, Love believed the lord's words without a doubt.

The tall farmer muttered to himself, "But even if the ground thaws, we can't plant anything. The seeds will freeze to death if we put them in."

"Screw your mother's mouth!"

Lov lashed out with the whip again.

The man shuddered in fright and immediately shut his mouth.

"If the lord says we should farm, then let's farm!"

Love's eyes were as fierce as a wolf's. He walked over and grabbed the tall farmer by the collar.

"Try saying another word?"

He gritted his teeth, squeezing out the words through his clenched teeth.

The farmer turned pale with fright, his lips trembling, and dared not utter another sound.

"A bunch of useless bums whose mouths are faster than their hands,"

Love released his grip and glared fiercely at everyone.
"Work!"

He roared, and his voice echoed across the wasteland.

The farmers quickly buried their heads in their hoes, pounding the frozen soil with a cracking sound.

No one dared to complain anymore, but everyone harbored their own questions.

Just then, a scream suddenly came from the snow-sweeping team in the distance.
"It's blue wheat seedlings!"

"Hahaha, I've got my food rations for next month!"

The crowd was immediately drawn by the shouts and turned to look.

"Get back to work, all of you!"

Love roared and trotted over, whip in hand.

At this moment, a farmer was lying on the ground clearing away all the snow around him, and then carefully digging out the blue wheat seedlings on the ground.

The farmer's face was full of joy.

"Lord Lof, I've found it! This is what the lord wanted!"

"Are you sure?" Love asked doubtfully.

"hey-hey……"

The farmer smiled without saying a word, "Please send someone to protect me as I deliver this back, and I'll treat you to drinks tonight!"

"it is good."

Love did not hesitate at all.

He knew that the farmer had gone out with the lord to divide up new farmland last time.

The order to cultivate the land in winter was issued during my last return.

The lord must have discovered something important, and the farmer saw it too.

Lov immediately waved behind him, calling over the soldiers escorting the soil-turning team, and relayed the mission to them.

The soldiers knew this was an important order from their lord, so they immediately led the farmers to send the blue wheat seedlings away.