The Ominous Lord of the Skaven

Chapter 138 Harvest and Attack

Whenever the wheat is harvested, it is an extremely dangerous signal.

In less than a day, the entire forest will know that Ickert and the others have harvested food, which is likely to prompt the enemy to attack in advance.

This is also the reason why Ickert harvests the wheat fields at night, because the night will make the wolf man's highland scouting advantage disappear.

In this way, when the enemy finds out at dawn, the wheat in the territory will basically be harvested.

At that time, no matter how the opponent moves, it doesn't matter to Ickert's side that he will smash the ground.

As soon as the sun went down, Ickert led the Ratmen into action. Due to the shortage of sickles, many Ratmen went down to the ground with steel swords and long knives.

Ickert had already ordered the cafeteria to prepare food, and ordered the house rat to be ready to distribute food at any time.

The Rat people are hungry due to blackness, if they work for a long time without food supplement, they may ruin the 7 harvest.

This is what Ickert is most afraid of, so he will never save what he can't save. Tonight, whether it's meat or bread, he will supply the Ratmen as much as possible.

Many Ratmen have never eaten so well. Even though they have already secured food in the Love Education Camp, this is the first time they have seen stewed meat in a bowl.

The slave rats of the third and fourth brigades ate and drank, and seemed to understand why the pacesetter rats worked so hard.

Because the food is really different, Shushu only lives for 20 years anyway, wouldn't it be better if he could live better?
Many slave rats have been working for several months, but they still eat bread and water. Apart from that, Ickert is the only one who occasionally adds some wild vegetables and berries to them because he is afraid that they will be malnourished.

But the pacesetter mice who were at the same time as them had already eaten jerky.

Thinking of this, many slave rats secretly speeded up their movements, thinking of harvesting more food, killing their companions, and striving to become a pacesetter rat as soon as possible.

Ickert is also very satisfied with the progress of the rat people's harvesting.

By the time the sun rose again, the wheat fields in the territory had already been harvested in sevens and eighties.

By the way, even the yield per mu of land was estimated by the farmers.

"Lord, this year's harvest is very good, and each mu of land can produce about 800 catties of grain."

"800 pounds?"

Ickert was surprised by this number.

His water-wheat field has neither breeding selection nor cross-improvement, and has been harvested in advance, so there is still a yield of 800 catties per mu?

One must know that one mu of modern rice fields can produce up to 900 catties. What kind of species is the water wheat permeated by this magic power, so that it can easily reach the level of 800 per mu?
I'm afraid it's not mixed with gold.

However, when the farmers heard Ickert's surprised tone, they thought he thought the yield was too low.

"Your lord, you may not know. Even in the south, many villages have less yield per mu than you. To be honest, we have never seen a good farm with an yield of [-] per mu."

"Yes, [-] per mu is enough."

Ickert thought, he just applied some farmyard manure at will, and by the way, eliminated the pests and diseases in the field before reclamation. Later, the ratman went to the field to catch the pests, and his planting and maintenance had already surpassed ordinary farmers. .

With just a little care, the yield per mu has increased to such a terrifying level, Ickert still underestimated the influence of magic power on creatures.

What's even more frightening is that if the harvest continues at this rate, harvesting four times a year, based on the calculation that one rat consumes [-] catties of grain a year, Windsor can already feed [-] rats!
Eight thousand rats!So much labor!I can't do whatever I want!
Even if the chemical industry in the current territory is underdeveloped, the grain production per season may gradually decrease. In the worst case, the existing fields can support 4000 rats.

The most critical question now is how he can get so many rats.

Squeezing only one Ledley clan is almost unable to meet Ickert's fanatical expansion needs.

After solving the problem of the wolf man, the next step is how to abduct more ratmen from another world.

But now it was obvious how to face the Jackals was more important.

The harvesting work was about to be completed, and Ickert asked the female gnoll brigade and the maids of the castle to take care of the harvested wheat, and then let the rat people take the time to rest.

After dawn, the shocked Gnoll sentry wiped his eyes, and then ran into the Great Shaman's tent in a hurry.

"Samir Shaman! They harvested the wheat!"

"finally!"

Samir's eyes lit up when he learned that Windsor's wheat had finally matured.

Food is the basis for the growth of a species. The reason why jackals cannot gather together and raise more strong ones is because of insufficient food.

Now, the time has come to seize the largest grain production area in Windsor. This is a great opportunity for the jackals to rise up!

Only more and stronger sacrifices can attract the further attention of the gods.

It is impossible to say that the two thousand acres of land can be harvested as soon as they are harvested, and when they are harvesting, if the wolves can gather their troops and strike hard, they will be able to severely damage those big mice.

As long as the opponent's rhythm can be forced to stop, facing the remaining rice fields, the opponent will not accept it in the end, nor will it not accept it.

Thinking of this, Samir couldn't help laughing viciously, he couldn't wait, what kind of expression would the human lord have on his face when the wheat field was burning?

"Hahahahaha, hurry up, tell me about their harvesting process."

Samir urged the sentinel, but he didn't expect that the wolf man started to falter when he heard this.

"Big shaman."

"What? Say it! Why don't you say it?"

Samir gasped, thinking that the Gnoll sentry hadn't figured out the situation, so he spread his legs and reported the news.

However, the sentinels were well aware of the harvest situation in the Windsor Territory, but they dared not say anything.

"How did you become a sentinel! Tell me! Do you even know?"

"Great shaman! They're about to run out of wheat!"

"what!"

Samir's body collapsed to the floor in an instant, and several jackals hurried forward, finally helping the big shaman back to the cushion.

Hearing the news that the human territory had already been prepared, it took Samir a while to recover.

Obviously, the jackal has missed the best time to attack. Facing the line of defense that can be seen as difficult to deal with as long as he has eyes, he may be
In order to stabilize the morale of the army, he could only suddenly laugh and say:
"Hahahahaha! As expected, I have already thought about the actions of these mice. Do you think farming is that simple?

Jamilo!Tell them, what will you do after harvesting the grain? "

Samir shouted towards the door, and saw a human walking straight into the military tent.

These are "human traitors" who are loyal to the wolf man, and they are very clear about human production activities.

"Back to the big shaman, the wheat needs to be threshed and dried after harvesting. These are very labor-intensive tasks. If they are not dried in time after harvesting, it is very easy to cause mildew!"

(End of this chapter)