I dominate the magic world by farming

As winter turns to spring, the snow gradually melts away, and the big trees on the roadside gradually sprout buds.

The hard frozen soil gradually becomes soft, and green spring buds sprout.

The Grain Department was once again busy, plowing soil and sowing seeds.

Beside him, a dozen tall barbarians were holding quills and writing on the paper. The handwriting was almost unreadable.

The barbarian frowned, raising his right hand from time to time and scratching his head.

"Director Colvin, why do you want us to learn farming skills? We really can't learn them!" a barbarian complained.

Director Colvin smiled and explained: "The Northern Territory needs you to manage it!"

"Northern Territory? Wouldn't it be great if you just go?"

"You haven't heard?"

"What did you hear?"

"The northern army has occupied a large area of ​​territory!"

"I heard about it, but what does this have to do with us learning to farm?"

Colvin sighed slightly, "There has been a long-standing conflict between the White Tiger tribe and the people of the Kingdom. Do you think they will obey the orders of a person from the Kingdom?"

Hearing this, the barbarian lowered his head, thoughtfully.

At this moment, a similar scene happened in the Household Registration Department and the Finance Department...

Time passed bit by bit, and the spring plowing task in the Apocalypse Kingdom was gradually coming to an end.

Apocalypse Palace, palace.

Field asked loudly: "Director Colvin, is the spring plowing over?"

Colvin nodded slightly, "The spring plowing task has been completed!"

Field's eyes narrowed on the throne, and he asked again: "How is the training going?"

This is a question for Colvin as well as for other department heads.

Director Nelson slowly took a few steps forward with a troubled expression on his face, "Your Majesty the King, I'm afraid this will take some time!"

As soon as the voice fell, several figures in the palace nodded.

"They just need to be familiar with some basic common sense!" Field's tone suddenly became solemn, "Just choose the deputy director carefully!"

Hearing this, everyone's faces showed expressions of sudden realization, and the corners of their mouths slightly raised.

Director Nelson's ugly expression disappeared, he nodded slightly and responded: "I understand, His Majesty the King!"

Apocalypse Kingdom, Northern Territory, Nether Tiger Tribe.

The thick snow has all melted, and the surrounding trees are covered with early-ripening fruits.

Keqi stood at the entrance of the camp, looking into the distance.

At this time, behind him, a barbarian slowly walked towards Keqi.

Until he came to Keqi's side, he glanced into the distance, turned his head and looked at Chief Keqi beside him.

His eyes were full of puzzlement and confusion, "Chief Keqi, where are the people from the Kingdom?"

Ke Qi shook his head, his heart filled with confusion and confusion.

It seems that spring is coming to an end, and no one from the Kingdom is seen.

The people of the Kingdom wouldn't just beat them up, send them food, and then leave!

Keqi shook his head, this was even more outrageous than a cow flying into the sky!

The barbarian next to him asked: "The people of the Kingdom will not withdraw, right?"

"Probably not! If we don't occupy the land and distribute food for free, what do the people of the Kingdom want?"

A small voice sounded in Ke Qi's ears, "How about beating us up?"

The corner of Ke Qi's mouth twitched slightly, but you couldn't think of this idea.

Turning his head, he ordered: "Right now, there are already a lot of fruits and wild beasts moving around. Take your tribe out to look for food!"

"good!"

At the same time, at the north gate of Apocalypse City, a team left Apocalypse City and headed towards the north.

On the city wall, Field watched the team go away with deep eyes.

"With the Zhenxi Legion guarding us, let the Knights of the Helmet return to the royal city!"

Field's voice rang in Quintus's ears.

Quintus nodded, turned around, walked down the city wall, and walked towards the Intelligence Department.

The northern border of the Apocalypse Kingdom, the Wushui River border fortress.

"Commander Sebastian, how is the construction of the defensive fortress going?"

"Mainly done!"

"I have received an order from His Majesty the King to order the Knights of the Helm to return to the royal city today." Bacon stared at Sebastian, "The safety of the border fortress will be left to the Zhenbei Legion!"

Sebastian nodded, "This is the responsibility of the Zhenbei Legion!"

Bacon turned around and looked across the Wushui River to the other side.

The same goes for Sebastian.

At this moment, on the city wall, the two figures looked a little aloof.

Suddenly, Bacon thought of something and asked subconsciously: "Sebastian, do you think the White Tiger Tribe will do anything? For example, take back the territory on the south bank of the Wushui River!"

Sebastian thought for a moment and replied: "Probably not. Isn't it because the White Tiger Tribe destroyed the ice surface of the Wushui River because they don't want to fight with the Kingdom's army?"

After a pause, Sebastian continued: "The White Tiger Tribe is self-aware and will not do anything to risk death. Unless..."

Bacon turned his head and looked at Sebastian, "Unless what?"

"Unless the Royal Court and other large tribes support the White Tiger Tribe!"

Bacon was speechless.

…

In a valley, curls of smoke rose from the valley, and the faint sounds of children's quarrels echoed.

"mine!"

"This is mine!"

Several little savages fought over a piece of fruit.

In a moment, a child's face was filled with color, and one of the taller little barbarians successfully won the fruit.

Bah~

Eat happily in the envious eyes of all the losers.

In the distance, Bas, the chief of the White Tiger Tribe, withdrew his gaze with an ugly look on his face.

He turned around, opened the curtain of the tent, and walked into the tent with heavy steps.

Inside the camp, the spiritual pillar of the White Tiger tribe sat in the center of the camp.

There was movement in his ears, and Royce slowly opened his eyes.

As soon as he saw Lovis, Bass expressed his bitterness, "High Priest Lovis, this land is barren and the food is not enough to feed the entire tribe. If this continues, sooner or later the tribe will starve to death!"

The dim room prevented Bass from seeing clearly that Rovis's face was equally gloomy.

"Has the army of Apocalypse Kingdom arrived there?"

After hearing this, Bass regained his composure and said calmly: "Chief Dake and his warriors smashed all the ice on the Wushui River. The army of the Apocalypse Kingdom did not cross the Wushui River, so they camped on the south bank of the Wushui River!"

Chief Dak, a medium-sized tribe on the north bank of the Wushui River, is also a tribe that the northern army has not destroyed!

"Has the Liedihu tribe survived?"

Buzz nodded.

"The Wushui River blocks the Apocalypse Kingdom, but next winter, the Apocalypse Kingdom's army will still go north!"

Bass lowered his head, his eyes full of sadness and helplessness.

Rowes ignored Bas and instead ordered: "Chief Bas, lead your people to search for food in the direction of Wushui River!"

Bass raised his head, "That's the territory of the Liedihu tribe!"

Rovis shook his head, "I can't care about that much now, let's find food! Besides, it's just a medium-sized tribe under his command, what can Chief Darke say!"

After hearing this, Bass recalled the scene in the camp, fighting for food.

Finally, Bass nodded slowly.

After a while, teams looking for food gradually left the camp and walked into the distance.

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