After praising his subordinates, Su Nian took the Rolls-Royce to inspect the grain and grass.

These grains have been neatly arranged in piles of 1,000 kilograms.

It is roughly estimated that there are about 2,000 tons. These grains are all unhusked rice. In fact, the edible part may only be 1,000 tons, which is not much.

That was because a lot of food had been lost in the snowstorm, and these soldiers did not transport all the food at once. There was still a large amount of food near the previous farmland that had not been transported.

But the few piles of food in front of Su Nian were enough to solve the famine problem of the refugees near Black Tower City.

If we calculate that each person eats 200 kilograms of grain a year, one thousand tons of grain is enough to feed 10,000 people for half a year.

And according to what the Dark Orc leader saw from his field of vision.

The number of refugees is only about 20,000. This food can be eaten for two or three months. After two or three months, he will no longer need to grab food. At that time, genetically modified potatoes will be enough!

"Master, there is a lot of food near the farmland, do we want to take it with us?"

Polikli approached Su Nian and asked with a flattering look on his face.

"Of course you take it, it's nothing if you don't take it!" Su Nian laughed ferociously, stuffing all the mountains of food in front of him into the space ring, and then led a group of monsters to the farmland, where there were many soldiers patrolling.

Seeing a group of monsters rushing towards the field led by two giant dragons, they suddenly forgot which leg they should take to escape first.

"Dragon! There is a dragon!"

"Enemy attack! There is a monster attack!"

After a brief silence, someone finally let out a warning roar.

A group of soldiers who stayed behind to patrol fled in all directions. However, when their backs were exposed to the kobolds, they were doomed to a tragic ending.

The kobolds who had already collected a batch of new equipment were no longer stingy with the knives in their hands.

They directly used the precise throwing skills to throw the tetanus knives out one after another, and they always remembered the teachings of their leader Policris, even if they threw the knives, they would always aim at the butts of those soldiers.

The sharp table knife pierced the howling north wind and accurately hit the buttocks of the soldiers of the Airland Empire.

They are just ordinary soldiers. The ring armor on their bodies only protects key parts, such as the chest, abdomen and neck. However, no craftsman will spend materials to protect the soldiers' anus when designing this kind of ring armor. This will lead to the following

Tragedy occurs.

It's okay if it's just stuck in the buttocks, but the worst case scenario is that I'll have to pull out the knife and keep running.

But there are always unlucky people who get hit in the heart with a table knife. Ordinary soldiers like them don't have as strong a defense as knights. After being hit, they can only lie on the ground with their buttocks covered, screaming and squirming.

Su Nian didn't pay attention to the kobolds and jackals who were chasing the soldiers to harvest. He was busy collecting all the grain piled on the edge of the fields into the space ring. The yield of this batch of farmland was not small. After a while, his space ring had already

It was completely full, but there was still a lot of grain piled on the field ridges.

But Su Nian had no choice but to give up the remaining grain.

It's unrealistic to let monsters help with transportation.

The weather was getting colder and colder, and they had to get out of the blizzard as quickly as possible.

Su Nian soared into the sky, a pair of dragon wings stretched out to cast a huge shadow, which also attracted the attention of many monsters.

"All monsters obey the order and retreat!" he roared.

The kobolds and gnolls under his command enforce orders and prohibitions.

Even if the soldiers were not dead yet, they did not choose to go up and hit them.

On the other hand, the diligent and thrifty kobolds persisted in pulling out the knife from the soldier's anus.

The rusty table knife was already extremely cold due to the cold wind, and the blade had even bonded with the flesh and blood in the soldier's intestines. In addition, the kobold's action of drawing the knife was so rough, it was inevitable that all the soldiers would be shocked.

It caused a second injury, and another scream spread across the snowy field.

After doing all this, the monsters walked away.

The snowfield gradually became quiet, except for the howling of the north wind.

The wind and snow quickly covered the footsteps of the monsters' departure. If it weren't for the dying soldiers crawling in the snow, it would be as if nothing had happened here.

After a while, the sound of horse hooves gradually came from the wind and snow.

The silhouette of Kashun riding his horse through the snow curtain became increasingly clear.

He waited at the border fortress for a long time, but never waited for the food delivery team to come back. He was confused and worried at the same time, so he rode back to check the situation.

On the plain six hundred meters away from the farmland, he found twelve knights frozen into ice sculptures.

They froze to death together with the horses under their crotches. Apart from that, they had no wounds on their bodies, but their expressions were extremely frightening, as if they had encountered the devil. At that time, Kashun's heart was tight, and he thought that the team transporting food was good.

Coincidentally, I met the Snow Demon on the way back.

But then he found some soldiers who died in miserable conditions under the thick snow.

These soldiers were covering their buttocks with distorted expressions. Kashun endured nausea and pulled open the soldiers' pants, only to find that the handle of a table knife was buried in them. Just looking at this scene made him feel uncomfortable all over.

This is definitely not the work of the Snow Demon.

This dirty approach and inferior weapons are a bit like goblins.

With confusion and anxiety, Kashun continued to move towards the farmland. He found that the farmland where soldiers were supposed to be patrolling was extremely quiet, and there was only a little food left for the empire, which was probably not enough for half of the food.

Food for the whole city.

"What on earth happened here?" Kashun turned over and dismounted, his face turned livid with anger.

"Where are my soldiers? Where is my, my food?"

He searched frantically in the snow.

At this time, the accumulated ice and snow had reached up to his knees, and Kashun could only use his fighting spirit slash to shovel the ice and snow up.

After working for a long time, he actually found a lot of strange-looking corpses. These soldiers were lying on the ground with their buttocks stuck out, and some even had kitchen knives missing from their buttocks.

He frowned, feeling a little sad in his heart. There was probably no one left alive here.

He connected the two incidents of the attack on the border fortress and the attack on the transport team, and suddenly he realized that this was probably a conspiracy of the two giant dragons to rob food.

It's ridiculous that he thought this was just a simple attack.

Now that one of the fortress walls has collapsed, so many soldiers have died, and most of the most important food has been stolen, it is strange that the King of Airland would let him go.

"There has to be a way to cover up what's going on here..."

Kashun sat slumped on the snow and muttered to himself.
Chapter completed!