Lord: Start with the Pioneer Knight

"The first choice is to be close to the water source, which is convenient for water irrigation. The surrounding land is also conducive to development under the nourishment of the stream."

Looking at this palm-sized place, Weilin has only three places to choose.

One of them is just seven kilometers north of the Giant Stone Tribe. There is a pool formed by the confluence of streams, covering an area of ​​more than 1,500 acres, which is equivalent to about one square kilometer, enough for the initial water consumption.

The other two places are not as geographically superior as this one.

"This is the place. Take people to explore and select a site in the afternoon."

As for the surrounding Goblin tribe, it is no longer a threat. Maybe these green monsters have already started to migrate.

Near noon, a knight came to report that a salt mine was discovered.

After lunch, Weilin took several knights to the location of the salt mine.

On a low hill, several serfs guarded the entrance of the cave, chewing on the black bread in their hands and discussing excitedly.

"Yesterday on the battlefield, I killed two goblins. With the discovery of this salt mine, I will definitely be able to get rid of my serf status and become a free man."

"Alas, I am not so lucky. Including the credit for discovering the salt mine, there are only two. I don't know when the next battle will be."

"Don't be discouraged. Master, you must fight a lot to expand your territory. Maybe tomorrow I can follow the knights to wipe out the surrounding goblin tribes."

"I hope so. When I get rid of my serf status, I must... Look, it's the master."

A serf soldier said loudly when he saw a figure appearing in the distance.

When Weilin approached, a serf came forward to hold the red phosphorus horse, and the other two immediately reported: "Master, this is the salt mine, there is no danger inside."

"Good job, keep working hard."

Weilin turned over and got off the horse, encouraged the three serfs, and then took Baird into the cave.

After walking more than 100 meters, a cave of more than 100 square meters appeared in front of them, and the surrounding walls were all made of salt mines.

He walked forward and used his fighting spirit to detect. Within his perception range, there were all salt mines, and they were all very pure salt mines. They only needed to be purified roughly before they could be sold as medium-quality salt.

As for the mineral salt with more harmful impurities on the surface, only a small part of it was sold.

"The reserves of this salt mine are not small, which is a pleasant surprise."

Baird was a little skeptical and also conducted exploration. His face suddenly changed and he hurriedly said: "My lord, this is a treasure land. It must be strictly guarded. I suggest that all miners use those evil robbers and slaves, and station troops on the periphery for defense."

"It's just what I want, but in the early stage, it is not suitable to mine in large quantities, so as not to be discovered and cause trouble for no reason." Weilin touched his chin and said to Baird.

"My lord is right."

Soon, the two left the cave, found a huge stone, sealed the entrance first, and waited for the successful establishment of the settlement before sending people to mine.

While there was still time, Weilin took Baird and his men to explore the pond twelve kilometers away, preparing to finalize the location of the initial settlement.

Ten minutes later, they came to a wide lake, and there were some animals drinking water not far away.

Looking at the beautiful scenery, the people who came here relaxed physically and mentally.

"Baird, it's a beautiful place, isn't it?" Weilin turned his head and looked at Baird, whose face didn't change much, and smiled from the heart.

"My lord, it's very beautiful, the land is fertile, and it's good for irrigation. There is also a slope in the distance, which is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and a castle can be built. This place is also close to the salt mine, and support can be provided at any time."

"Maybe you don't mean what I said, but it doesn't matter." Weilin shrugged and said helplessly.

"Let's go around. This may be our future home for quite a long time." Weilin said to the knights behind him, and then rode his horse to the slope in the distance.

Seeing this, Baird led his men to follow him quietly.

It took more than two hours for Weilin to walk around the lake and write down some rough ideas on paper, such as which place is suitable for building a castle, which place is suitable for cultivating farmland, which place can be used as a military camp, or as a place to store excrement to avoid polluting the quality of the lake water.

Although the water in the lake here is flowing and has the effect of self-evolution, Weilin does not want to drink lake water with excrement.

Seeing that it was getting late, Weilin ended this exploration trip and took people back to the Stone Tribe to prepare for the final preparations before the development.

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The news of the destruction of the Stone Tribe and the six surrounding tribes spread with the surviving goblins.

As Weilin expected, the first thing the remaining goblin tribe leaders did when they received the news was not to resist, but to prepare to migrate, leave here, and go further west.

For more than a hundred years, they have come this way, and now they are just repeating what happened before.

They would rather compete with jackals and dog-headed people for survival than fight against human pioneers.

Fighting against other alien races, if they failed, they could become slaves and survive.

Fighting against human pioneers, if they failed, they would be exterminated. There were too many such examples in the past 100 years, so that the goblins in the gray wasteland had such memories engraved in their bones.

In the next few days, migrating goblins could be seen everywhere on the edge of Toksik.

Thousands of green-skinned monsters hid during the day and came out at night, leaving this barren land where they had lived for more than 30 years.

Some goblin tribes in other regions received news of the reappearance of human pioneers, and they were ready to move their families and leave here.

They were not sure whether this was a signal of another large-scale human development, so it was better to leave as soon as possible.

In this way, Weilin, relying on his own strength, forced hundreds of goblin tribes and tens of thousands of goblins in the marginal areas of the Yellowstone region to migrate.

This move was a feast for the monster tribes in the depths, and they could harvest a large number of slave tribes from it to increase the combat effectiveness and reserve food for their own tribes.

However, all this had nothing to do with Weilin.

What he had to do now was to build the first village, the first farmland, the first castle, expand his territory, complete the assessment in four years, be promoted to baron, and become a true noble in this world.

After returning to the Giant Stone Tribe, after everyone's discussion, it was mainly Weilin's narration, others nodded, and occasionally Baird put forward his own views.

Lying on the carpet, looking at the planned construction drawings, I felt tired.

This meeting made Weilin more eager to get a domestic talent.

A group of knights whose heads were all muscle made him feel like Alexander.