Lord Farming: Start by Blackmailing Your Uncle!

Dragons, magic, gods, demons... … None of these. Leon, who had just traveled through time, scratched his head. In front of us are only barbaric lands, troublemaking orcs, and the dark age of starvation. As a modern engineer, Leon had no choice but to kill his uncle who had occupied his own land, and then farmed honestly. Improving farm tools, starting volunteer schools, hand-rolling artillery... Leon also rose from a shabby little lord to an earl and a duke. He just wanted to live quietly, but these troubled times forced him to stand out. Originally I just wanted to plant some small fields, but how did I end up growing an empire just by planting? Until one day, the two armies faced each other. A giant dragon suddenly flew out of the enemy's formation, spewing flames. Leon was shocked: "Isn't there no magic in this ghost place???" The next second, his face darkened, and he roared angrily at the artillery battalion commander behind him: "Bring up my artillery and blast tnd!!!" After a while, the dragon was shot down Leon snorted coldly: "In what age are you still playing this?"