The Ominous Lord of the Skaven

Chapter 96 Liberia is a traitor
There is no need to care about the reactionary rats. After finalizing the future of these rebels, Ickert's work focus has returned to the development of the territory.

Along with the field reclamation, the seedlings cultivated by cuttings are produced.

To put it bluntly, Ickert's knowledge of this kind of agricultural activities in his previous life was limited.

If you want to ask him how to put the cuttings in the field, he will only tell you, just put it in the field and it's over.

Transplanting rice seedlings in reality must be more particular, so Ickert can't directly arrange for the rat people to directly smash the precious rice seedlings down.

Fortunately, the farmers in the territory have used similar methods.

Generally speaking, seedlings are cultivated in advance to catch up with the next wave of sowing.

It takes enough time for the seeds to develop into seedlings, and during this time, the best planting time may be missed.

It just so happens that for a Northern Territory like Windsor, crops can mature three or even four times a year.

Even five times is possible.

In order to catch up with the planting season, the farmers also tried their best.

The farmers in the territory happened to have seen this kind of planting method in those villages that were relatively thick.

In that kind of village, people generally pursue five crops a year.

Under the leadership of the farmer in the territory, the Ratman, who had almost no contact with planting techniques, learned how to transplant rice for the first time.

At the beginning, many rats could not learn well, and sometimes the seedlings were even inserted upside down into the ground.

No matter how you look at it, you can't live.

Some mice were planted too shallow, and many seedlings often floated up after the mice left.

Planting too deep is also a problem, as there is a limit to how deep the seedlings can survive.

From this point of view, farming is really a technical job.

Seeing that the number of seedlings in the seedling field decreased little by little, Ickert simply gave up the practice of letting a farmer teach the whole brigade.

Instead, they gathered all the team leaders, model rats, and some pacesetter rats, organized a group of technical backbones, and followed the farmers to learn how to transplant rice seedlings all morning.

The other Ratmen were not idle either, they were all sent by Ikett to help other brigades dig the soil and cultivate the fields.

As soon as the next day arrived, the effect of transplanting rice seedlings was obviously much better. The slave rats followed their captain and pacesetter rats to learn from each other, and did not cause any more waste.

The rat people in the brigade worked like this until night.

At night, the tired Ratmen finished their dinner in a hurry, then went directly to the straw bunk, and fell asleep after a while.

Except for the clan rats and pacesetter rats who were on duty, the entire education camp fell into silence.

There are also dung rats who are tired every day, they can never stop.

When the night is quiet, it is also a good time for them to work.

In fact, for these reactionary rats, it is also their strategy to deliberately grind foreign labor until late at night to work overtime.

How else would you stay awake when the camp was at its emptiest?

At night, the first brigade in charge of guarding returned the weapons of the rats, and the internal affairs rats were in charge of escorting the armaments used to guard against the jackals, filling the carriages.

Almost all the weapons in the territory were installed in the convoy in front of the mice.

There were not many rats escorting the convoy. Although the Ministry of Internal Affairs and the education battalion jointly supervised the transport, Windsor, who was short on rat power, could assign up to twenty escort rats.

There is no guarantee that the rats will be full of energy.

And today, although the number of guard rats in the convoy has not changed, each rat is not as powerful as before.

The tired brigade rats worked all day, and the housekeeping rats also stood on guard for a whole day.

Now they only want to send the weapons to the castle as soon as possible, and then go back to sleep.

This is really a huge opportunity for Tolby and other reactionary rats.

"Mrom, I have to say that your information is very accurate."

Tolby praised, and Mrom beside him also nodded.

"I've said it a long time ago, there is no news in the whole clan that my mrom doesn't know about!

Those stupid mice of the Ministry of Internal Affairs!They believe in me so much, but they don't know that I have betrayed me a long time ago, and my body and mind are all toward you!Clan Tolby! "

After Mrom finished speaking, he did not forget to nod Libeya with his elbow.

"You say yes, 'Popoch'."

Liberia: "Ah yes yes yes!"

After these days of "hanging around" in the enemy camp, Libeya and Mrom have completely gained Tolby's trust.

One of them became Tolby's "lover", and the other became the second in command of all the reactionary rats.

But only he and Mrom know the difficulties and ups and downs.

Thinking of this, Liberia couldn't help clenching her fists.

It wasn't that there was a grudge against the Ministry of Internal Affairs and the Clan Chief.

In fact, from Libeya's perspective, the only ones worthy of his resentment are Ramsey and Tolby in front of him.

He hadn't even tasted the taste of the female rat, but was forced to taste the taste of the male rat, which is a kind of torture for a healthy male of any race.

Not to mention that he can't just pout at Tolby, but also be pouted by Tolby.

For the first time, Liberia felt that the female mice in the breeding pit were so cute.

In the darkness, a pair of warm hands gently wrapped Libeia's clenched fist.

It's Tolby.

"What's wrong? Darling?"

"I have nothing."

Liberia resisted the urge to vomit.

Damn, I must give this Nan Tong a hard punch when things are done!
Liberia's excitement was seen by Tolby.

He was bewildered.

Just the day before the rebellion began, Tolby received a message.

A message of unknown origin.

The message is only a short sentence.

"Popucci is a traitor."

nothing else
So far, only he, a mouse, knows about it.

True Love Blinds the Rat, born in Tolby, a twisted society, not too long into the delicious poison called "basic love."

He doesn't want to wake up yet.

So Tolby always told himself frantically in his heart that Popoch was not a traitor.

There must be a rat trying to sow discord.

But now, his lover's reaction terrified him.

"Boboqi" trembling hands, and his eyes are full of resentment.

Who is he resenting?
me?

A crack appeared in Tolby's fragile heart.

But he still loves "Popoch".

"Boboqi, don't say it's nothing, just tell me, tell me your troubles, don't say such terrible things,
Please tell me why I am angry?Please tell me why I am sad?Whatever it is, I just beg you to tell me!
Okay? "

Tolby insisted at last, with love in his eyes.

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Libeya was silent for a while, he didn't respond to Nantongshu's thoughts at all.

But he saw Ramxi among the ratmen guarding him.

"Ramsi!"

he said angrily.

It was because of the rat's plan that he became like this.

He had no strength before.

But now, he has a "lover" who belongs only to him.

A crazy plan was brewing in Liberia's mind.

"Tolby, my love, look!"

Libeya pointed to the tall figure on the carriage.

(End of this chapter)