"In two days, I will lead the army to retreat and recuperate. In the abandoned camp, there are 100,000 stones of military ration disguised as hay. After you get the food, you will hide the gold in the same way. Afterwards, I will send someone to secretly retrieve it in the name of cleaning up the bodies of the dead. Remember, you only have one night of action. When the day dawns, I will not let any of the captured demon clan army go. After all, the hatred between humans and demon clans will never end."

"In addition, there is the most critical point."

As Song Xiaoye expected, when Lazina's head was placed on the dining table, Roslin's eyes had no trace of hesitation. Instead, it was as crazy and cunning as a gambler with all his wealth: "The price of ten gold coins and one stone of grain is too low. It must be doubled to this price. One hundred thousand stones of grain, two million standard gold."

"Aren't you worried that I took away the food but not left gold?" leaning against the back of the wooden chair, Song Xiaoye narrowed his eyes slightly, and under the reflection of the candlelight, he admired the beautiful and moist wine color in the silver cup.

"You won't, and you can't do that."

Looking at the calm expression on the opposite side, Roslin's face, which was too excited and turned red, suddenly showed a little calmness due to confidence: "I admire you very much. It is not only because of the courage to come alone. But because you have the same wisdom and mind as me, even no less than my. Hehehehe! If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I'm afraid I wouldn't believe it until I died: among the barbarian demons who only know how to live by cannibalism, there are people like you. The secret between us is a win-win deal that is very beneficial to each other. In order to continue such a transaction next time, you will not and will not be able to do something that will ruin your promises."

Prince Theo did not break his promise. Two days later, Song Xiaoye led three thousand soldiers to find 100,000 stones of food placed in a dilapidated warehouse in a camp abandoned by humans. The next morning, when the first light of dawn broke through the thick clouds and the lightly bright red glow spread to the ground, the demon army that went out had returned to the fortress mountain pass. Only the heavy gold buried in the ruins of the camp, and the bodies of human war dead piled up under the fortress city were silently waiting for their masters.

...

Standing in the warehouse built with huge logs, Julion's wide, round face showed a shock that was incompatible with his age. Even his mouth, which was always disdainful and contempt, was forced to expand into a flat shape that could not be closed together because of his horror.

"Grain...this, these are all food?"

Looking at the sackcloth bags piled up in front of him, the old general over 70 years old felt his throat dry. Of course, he knew what Kamon had done in the past few days. He also saw with his own eyes the entire process of the soldiers transporting the bags of grain from the human camp. However, when he stood in front of the huge grain chops like hills, he still felt that his nerves were already stimulated, and he was still a little short of loss of consciousness.

Hulyon lived for most of his life and never dreamed of seeing so much food. Even every time the military headquarters transported supplies to the fortress, the bread shipped on the baggage truck could not even be covered with the floor of the warehouse. How could it be as much as it is now, the food was terrifyingly terrifying?

But are these burlap bags really food?

Perhaps it was to confirm his uneasy guess! Lamick, who stood aside, had a little lost face, quickly stepped forward. He pulled out the dagger from his waist and gently cut a small mouth on one of the bags. Suddenly, the rye flour exuded an attractive fragrance, overflowed from the cracks like a newly sprouted plant.

"General, flour, it's flour!"

Lamick, holding the flour in his trembling hands, was so excited that he even changed his tone of his speech. Julion, whose nerves were always tight, could no longer control his movements after hearing his joyful and vague sound. He could only sit on the low food bag next to him with the help of Kamon, gently stroked his chest bound by the armor, and slowly adjusted his breathing that was too rapid due to excessive excitement.

Flour and bread are both foods, but the meaning contained in it is completely different. After fermentation and baking of one kilogram of flour, it can be turned into several times the weight of bread. Hundreds of thousands of stones of flour means that it can add value to the edible thing with a weight of up to hundreds of thousands of stones.

After awakening from the initial excitement and excitement, Hulyon and Lamick chose subconscious silence at the same time. Neither of them spoke. Instead, they gathered their two pairs of eyes full of question marks on Song Xiaoye from different angles.

They really want to know: after obtaining so much food, what will this young man who looks like nothing like others but always brings too many surprises?

"We have no money anymore."

Song Xiaoye shook his head lightly and said something seemingly inexplicable from his mouth. Then he slowly walked to the empty space in the center of the grain chop. He stretched out his fingers and drew a strange pattern with bent and twisted lines on the ground covered with dust.

The old general and the adjutant walked over. After seeing the simple lines on the ground, they felt a sudden shock in their hearts. When they raised their heads, they only saw that the other party's eyes were like themselves, filled with indescribable horror.

The graphics on the ground are maps centered on Dano Fortress, including the twelve surrounding villages and towns, as well as a small town with a population of only tens of thousands in the central part.

"One hundred thousand stones of food seems to be a lot. In fact, it is not much. It is even more impossible to take into account the entire empire. Instead of letting everyone starve to death, it is better to ensure a part of it. This range can only be based on the area actually controlled by the fortress. After all, before the next harvest season comes, we have no enough gold to trade for the second time."

Song Xiaoye didn't speak loudly, but the meaning was very clear. Compared with humans, the gold owned by the demons was almost an extremely huge astronomical figure. Unfortunately, humans refused to trade with the demons. The low-productive demons could only starve to death by guarding the golden mountain. Years of accumulation have made the gold reserved by Dano Fortress enough to cover millions of grain purchases. However, it was this transaction that completely ran out of the fortress vault.

The Demon Empire implemented semi-militarized management. A small city and twelve villages and towns were the main soldiers and food supplements in Dano Fortress on weekdays. It was also the actual area under the jurisdiction of the one-star warlord Hulyon.

"I want to farm here." Looking at the surprised old general and adjutant, Song Xiaoye said in an extremely determined and serious tone: "In autumn, I will turn the entire Dano area into the richest and most abundant grain-producing land in the entire empire.

Hulion did not agree with Song Xiaoye's request, but did not express any objection. He just looked at the clear and deep eyes of the young man for a long time with complex and sharp eyes. He looked so carefully, as if he wanted to see through the window on the surface and keep looking through the other person's heart. After a long time, he sighed slowly: "Go to do what you want to do! However, one thing must be remembered: no matter at any time, you are the deputy general of this fortress."

The old general knew very well that the things Song Xiaoye did did not violate any imperial law. Although it was unreasonable to give up the tens of thousands of human corpses in this battle, the private transaction with the Kingdom of Theo was somewhat unreasonable. However, the two complementary measures made others say nothing. Cultivating farming and growing grain was originally the responsibility of a regional commander. As for himself... as long as you guard the fortress and get sufficient soldiers and supplies, it would be enough. I only know how to fight. If this young man wants to make trouble, let him go!

Shuangyue City is a small city with a population of only about 50,000. Most of the houses in the city are scattered on a relatively plain highland. To the south of the city is an open basin. Looking down from the air, the appearance of the entire city is like a slender and narrow aberrant larvae climbing above an empty basin.

The basin on the south is the biggest living reliance for the residents of the city. It is a farmable land with pretty good soil. However, Russo, the executive of the Civil Affairs Office of the Shuangyue City, has to worry about it every year - the nearest water source here is too far away.

At the southern end of the basin, there is a river with abundant water. It is very convenient to divert water from there. However, right in the middle of the river and the basin, there is an insurmountable hill.

This is the birthplace of Song Xiaoye.

He felt once again that he should be a woman.

This idea is really perverted.

However, it is the most real part of Song Xiaoye's subconscious mind.

...

Dong Guoping also had a very strange dream.
Chapter completed!