Xilan Empire, Tiandu Palace.
Wu Tuo has been feeling a little bored these days.
The alliance opened its mouth during the ceasefire negotiations, demanding that the empire withdraw the governor of Jingalun Port and a group of noble bureaucrats appointed by Tiandu.
Not only that, they also demanded that control of the Port of Kinggalun was transferred to local survivors after the ceasefire agreement came into effect until the risk of predators in the area was completely removed.
To be honest, he could make appropriate concessions for both tariffs and compensation, but he could not agree to these two points.
Especially the latter.
It was even more uncomfortable than the alliance directly stripping the land off his territory.
After all, this means that for the first time, a land that cannot be shined with the royal authority in the territory of the Xilan Empire will appear. This will not only shake the authority of the royal family, but also the legitimacy of his rule will be questioned by the nobles and the citizens.
Wu Tuo can now hope that the embargo imposed by the 300,000 troops on the border on the entire Jingalun Port can crush the fragile economy of this settlement.
If there were a scorched earth that gave birth to famine, plague and even death, perhaps the alliance would discard the tasteless piece of chicken ribs.
He heard from the frontline.
The members of the alliance were paying out of their own pockets, and they went to Golden Gallon Port to transport corn purchased from Silver Moon Bay.
If this trend continues, there will always be one of the red clay and the alliance's purses in the suburbs of Golden Gallon Port and the first one to be hollowed out.
He took a bite of the grapes that the beauty sent to his lips, and just as Wu Tuo squinted his eyes and was about to take a nap, hurried footsteps came from outside the hall.
A deacon stepped into the hall and knelt under the steps.
Your Majesty, Captain Huyewan has arrived.
Wu Tuo, who was lying on the beauty's lap, sat up in surprise, pushed away the beauty and fruit plate surrounding her, and stood up with a trembling beard.
He is here?
The deacon, kneeling under the stairs, looked a little embarrassed, but he said hurriedly.
For the time being... not yet. After he disembarked at Xifan Port, he summoned the nobles from the area near Xifan City.
Wu Tuo was slightly stunned, feeling a little in his heart, but he still showed a gratified smile on his face.
Not bad, he is a practical guy.
The deacon's forehead was pressed against the ground, his face was bitter but he dared not say much.
Who in the whole palace knew that the Willant was His Majesty’s guest of honor? How dare anyone say more about the bad things about the Willant.
Especially in recent days, the negotiations between the Duke of Galawa and the Alliance are at a critical moment. His Majesty needs the strength of the Legion to deter the Alliance and the enterprises behind the Alliance. The officers of Willant slapped the Japanese people on the street and slept with the noble girl from which nobility was sleeping. That was also applauding the immortal friendship between the Legion and the Empire.
Where is General McClan?Wu Tuo asked.
The deacon whispered in silence.
He took a bus to Xifan Port yesterday.
Wu Tuo frowned.
Aaron is always there?
The deacon said in a sweat.
...He went with General McClan.
Wu Tuo said silently, paused in front of the bench for a long time, frowned and thought, but after a moment, he stretched his eyebrows and sat back.
I sent me a telegram, saying that the general was troubled by the affairs of my empire.In addition, a week later, the selection and assessment of the generals were held. I heard that the general was very interested in the war games of our empire. If the general happens to be not busy, you can come to my palace to observe.
That's probably what it means.
As for how to draw up the wording in the telegram, the people below will naturally figure it out.
Seeing that Your Majesty had not taken his anger on him, the deacon finally breathed a sigh of relief and snatched the authentic tunnel with his head.
Obey the order!
……
At the same time, in front of the dock of Xifan Port, carriages with extraordinary decorations were squeezed on the already not spacious mud road.
A group of people in luxurious clothes stood in the open space in front of the dock, looking at the group of tall Willant soldiers around them with a little uneasy.
I don’t know what ecstasy medicine these big noses gave their Majesty, but he actually asked His Majesty to directly transfer Xifan Port to the Legion with a wave of his hand, and warned the nobles of the entire Nasit State to cooperate with all the requirements of the Legion, otherwise it would be equivalent to betraying the Empire.
Although this place is nominally his Majesty's territory, it has actually become the territory of the Willant people. They not only drove away the original governor, but also sent a new governor here.
Huye, standing at the bow of the ship, looked down at the ants on the dock. Rather than saying that his contemptuous eyes were despised and ridiculed, he did not regard these guys as humans.
A group of guys who don't even care about their own compatriots are not worthy of the respect of the Willant people. Even if they are wearing brocade silk and satin, they are just a few dogs leading in front of the herd.
Without missing this opportunity to show off his might, he cleared his throat, raised his voice, and shouted loudly.
Listen, no matter who you were loyal to before, now I am the one riding above your head, I am your master, and the rules here must be as I say.If you have any objections, it is best to raise them as soon as possible to avoid wasting our time.
Looking at the crowd with an incredible look, Huye waited quietly for half a minute, and when he saw no one speak, he continued.
I want you to pick a group of people who can work from your own manor for me... Let's do this, at least one male will be born in each slave.
As soon as the words fell, the crowd on the dock was in an uproar. The nobles who had never dared to say a single fart before were so excited that they were like dogs with their tails stepped on.
Huye wondered if his request was too much, and Aaron, who was standing aside, coughed gently.
General, the slaves here have no family.
Huye was stunned for a moment and looked at him in surprise.
What's the meaning?
Aaron said patiently.
It means literally. You can understand them as a kind of weed growing from red soil. The plants do not have the concept of kinship... Even if those weeds themselves know who their father and mother are, the nobles who raise them will not ask too much.
Then how do they know who was born?Huye couldn't help asking, they had to count how many people they had, right?
They were all born by mothers, what does it matter who gave birth to them?Aaron shrugged. They would count the heads once a year, or maybe two or three years. In short, as long as the number of people working does not change much, no one will care.If there are too many people, they will sell a little and save money. As for the fewer ones... that situation seems to have not happened yet.
Huye pinched his eyebrows, as if he was having a headache about this unexpected situation.
McClane looked at this guy with his arms intrigued, curious about how these civil servants would deal with this problem.
In the Kingdom of Falcons, General Kras's approach was to abolish the slaves of his own people and establish a military aristocratic system for the locals that was linked to military merits, encouraging them to go to the outside world to plunder land and slaves.
General Griffin used the free people released by the former to establish a legion-style industrial center for the locals to ensure the logistics of the Expeditionary Force in the Far East.
It takes a strong army and execution to complete these tasks, and the civil servants in Triumph City happen to be a group of weak guys.
Sure enough, the governor thought for a moment, and finally came up with a compromise plan, cleared his throat and shouted at the indigenous nobles.
Quiet!
The loudspeaker burst out and the audience was stunned, and the people squeezing on the dock really quieted down.
After a moment of pause, Huye slowly spoke and continued.
Your management method is too inefficient. If this is the best, let's change the method... You provide me with slaves regularly, we will pay you according to the head, and we will pay you 50 dinars for each head for a month.
His voice almost fell, and the atmosphere at the port instantly boiled.
The originally panic-ridden faces were filled with joy, and it seemed as if I could take out all the money in my pocket immediately.
No problem adults!
Me, I have more than a thousand heads in my family!I can move them here tomorrow!
Is it that everyone gives so much?Or is it only a male?
50 a month, and 600 dinars per year!
In the Xilan Empire, even the smallest aristocrats had hundreds of people in their hands, and some of the great aristocrats even raised tens of thousands of people in their manors and plantations!
All year round is not always the time for busy farming, and most of the people are idle on the land when they are not working.
If they were driven into the Willant factory at this time, they could earn at least tens of thousands or even millions of extra money a year!
This is even higher than the output of their plantations!
Some people have even begun to think about how to increase land rent or other methods to turn the tenants who rent land into slavery.
Or find a way to get them to sell their sons and daughters.
Quiet!Quiet!Huye yelled twice in a row, and then the chirping crows closed their mouths, and then continued to shout, "When we need to recruit people, we will post the recruitment requirements here. If you don't want to miss it, arrange your servants to stare here."Now, go back and count how many people there are in your family, how old is, men or women, I don’t want to wait until the time comes, all the old men with crutches are sent!
After what he should say, Huye asked the soldiers to bombard the nobles who were blocking the dock, and at the same time asked them to arrange work for the laborers assigned by His Majesty.
In fact, if we only produce some light industrial products needed by Triumph City, there is no need to mobilize the slaves in the plantation. Just the guys living in these shacks in Xifan Port are enough.
However, Huye has his own plans and arrangements for the future of this treaty port.
He is not only satisfied with making a little money by exporting clothes and canning, but he also wants to help the civil service group behind him and everyone in Triumph City make more.
Without military power, they can only use this method to increase their influence in the legion.
...The alliance produces steel and cement at the Port of Kinggalun, and we also have to produce those things, and we have to produce more than they do.
McLan asked casually.
What to do?
Huye said with a smile.
There are always useful places when mining and building roads. If you really can’t use it, you can still sell it to the emperor here.
McClane shrugged unanimously. He didn't know much about business, but he always felt that the emperor who lived in the Feitian Palace should not be able to use it.
Aaron coughed softly and reminded.
Dear General, I have to remind you that Mr. Wu Tuo is only interested in guns and cannons, and we only need to sell some guns and cannons to them.
What he said is actually very obscure.
The steel and cement needed to build a factory in Xifan Port can be transported from ports on the west coast of the Central continent, just like those production equipment.
When building steel plants and cement plants here, the steel and cement produced will likely be unsalable.
The locals already had enough shacks, and there was no need to replace the shacks with steel and cement before the gentle animals complained.
But it is obvious that Governor Huye has his own idea.
How much money can guns make?Besides, they are about to cease fire with the alliance, and the arms transaction cannot be carried out for a long time.
Aaron made a helpless expression and gave up convincing this guy.
Anyway, their labor costs are close to none. If you waste a little resources at most, you will not lose money if you lose money.
McClane asked afterwards.
I only don’t understand at all... I have no intention of offending. Since you are not capable of robbing them directly, why don’t you just buy those slaves?
Huye laughed.
That's too inefficient, and if you buy it, you will become our own slave? 8 square meters, three meals a day, living a healthy life to the age of fifty... I even have to support this group of underage people! It is better to let the nobles here deal with them, and 50 dinars a month are considered as management fees.
If he didn't work hard, he would return the person. Seeing the consequences of the person who was returned, the other slaves would naturally work hard!
McClan looked at the guy in surprise.
Of course, he would not know about the eight-square-meter method formulated by the Marshal himself.
But is there really someone who does that thing outside Triumph City?
Not caring about the surprise on McClan's face, Huye continued with a smile.
Of course, besides relying on the nobles to manage them, I will provide them with some hope in their lives and encourage them to work harder while working harder, such as giving them a bonus every month to write it in their account, and using this money to redeem them when they have enough 1,000 dinars.
If you can work for two years, you can be considered a skilled worker, so it is not appropriate to put it back on the plantation.
However, Aaron shook his head and said.
Those slaves who can earn 600 dinars a year will not sell them to you at a price of 1000 dinars.
Then write it in the contract, or give them a little more, Huye said indifferently, this is not a negotiation, it is an order.
What about after the redemption?McClane looked at him and continued, "They are free people, and there are no nobles who will take care of them for you."
It was a free people who had passed the professional skills screening and had no land. Huye corrected his inaccurate statement and continued with a smile, "Do you think I gave them freedom?"There was no such good thing, they just went from one cage to another.
There is no place to make screws in the plantation. They have nowhere to go and will only be even more inseparable from us. They can only work harder than those slaves... and we only need to give them a little salary that can survive.
It was not until this time that Aaron showed a thoughtful expression on his face, and he finally understood why the big men of Triumph City sent this gentleman here.
McClane looked at the guy in equal surprise, literally changing his initial stereotype of him.
This guy is a talented person.
Just as McClane was surprised, the governor suddenly turned around, walked to him with a smile, and patted his arm.
General McClass, you are the only officer here who graduated from the Orthodox Officer School. Unlike us guys who have ranks but have never been to the battlefield, and the most important thing is that you have fought with people from the alliance... There is no intention of offense. I know that there were some small accidents in that battle, but that was not your problem.
McClane's brow twitched unconsciously, and he squeezed out a sentence with a calm face.
Is there any problem?
Seeing his expression change, Huye quickly explained with a smile.
No!You are the talent we need most at the moment. I want to ask you to help our friends train some officers who are slightly like that. After all, you know... we are completely laymen in this area, and our friends have just learned to shoot.
Hearing this humble statement, McClass finally relaxed a little, but couldn't help laughing.
You finally remember what I do?
He has been bored here for almost two months, and he has been watching the pigs playing with sand in the palace all day long. It is better to learn to swim if he has time.
But it was too late to think of him after losing.
Hearing this sentence, Huye was slightly stunned and then said with a smile.
You…maybe misunderstood something, General McClass, we have never neglected your meaning, you have always been the most important part of our plan.In fact, from the moment you stand on this land, you are already playing a very important role.And I am able to stand here thanks to your credit... I have to thank you for this matter.
As he said that, the exaggerated man pressed his right hand against his chest and bowed slightly.
McClane looked surprised and suddenly felt like he was kept in the dark. He quickly looked at Aaron, the adjutant beside him.
However, he saw that the latter nodded slightly.
As Mr. Governor said... If we do not show a closer relationship with the Empire, they will not take the initiative to "teach lessons" the alliance in order to please us.
After a pause, Aaron continued.
As for the defeat of the Gray Wolf Army, it was completely as expected, but their defeat was indeed a bit beyond our expectations... We didn't expect Wu Tuo to be so stupid as to send a prince to the front line to supervise the battle, and the prince directly snatched General Alayan's command, resulting in more than 10,000 people being captured.
But the result was no difference. After taking Aaron's words, Governor Huye smiled and said, "I still got the part we wanted."
McClane narrowed his eyes and stared at the guys who had used him. He felt a sense of anger. However, he wanted to lose his temper but couldn't find a reason to lose his temper.
As they said, the end result is good.
For the interests of the Legion, they developed strategies and achieved the expected results at a very small cost...
You should be happy about this.
However, he couldn't be happy at this moment.
...No wonder Commander Saren doesn't like you.McClen snorted with a slight smile.
Huye said with a slight regret, with a headache on his face.
Yeah?But I am still very grateful to him for building a vast territory for our army and planting our flag into Luoxia Province east of the Great Desert... If you have the chance, please convey my respect to him for me.
I will, McClane glanced at Huye meaningfully, paused and continued, and, in addition, I hope this is the last time.
Looking at McClass who turned around and walked towards the cabin, Huye nodded happily.
I promise you.
……
On the other side, the distant Port of Golden Gallon.
It took a full month, and under the supervision of Sheriff Biharry, the police station in the entire settlement finally completed the registration of the identity information of all residents in the jurisdiction.
The final registration result also surprised Fang Changda.
If we count those newborns who have not learned to speak and those who are half dead lying on the bed, the actual population of this settlement has reached an astonishing one million.
I heard that there were a million people living here, which surprised him, but I didn’t expect that the actual population here is only much higher than the number passed down by word of mouth!
I originally thought that this settlement with no industrial foundation would have a large population of 900,000 people, but I didn't expect that the actual population was nearly 70% higher than the estimated value...
After pinching his eyebrows, Fang Chang looked at the dusty construction site outside the window, thinking to himself.
Is it red clay?
He suddenly thought of Ms. Han's research.
When studying the civilized ecology of various settlements on the wasteland, the technology left behind in the prosperity era is undoubtedly a variable that cannot be ignored.
For example, although the Baiyue Province is vast and sparsely populated, there seems to be nothing left from the prosperity era, there is ecological pollution of singularity technology, which makes industrialization almost impossible to develop at a low cost, and survivors are forced to migrate to the sea.
In the Bharat Province, although red soil is not a particularly wise technology and has a very accidental element in its birth, it is actually the easiest to ignore and the most important variable on this land!
It's like a natural nutritional cream.
Although it is not like the nutritional paste developed by Jushicheng that can be eaten for 365 meals a year, even if this thing can replace 50% of the food source, it will have an unignorable impact on the local ecosystem and social form.
Many survivors who were simply impossible to survive in other places on the wasteland not only survived on this land, but also quickly eliminated the first generation of survivors who could not adapt to the wasteland era with incredible environmental adaptability, and established a unique survivor civilization ecology locally.
And the red clay, which was born in Camp Rowell, was not only a favor left to them by their ancestors, but also a curse...
At this time, a soft knock came from the door.
Putting the research report in his hand into the drawer, Fang Chang looked at the door and cleared his throat.
Please come in.
The door opened, and a young man hurriedly walked in from outside the office with a thick stack of documents.
He is thin, has protruding cheekbones, and has deep bags of eyes on his face, but his bright eyes are bright and energetic, giving people a sense of vitality.
His name is Yodu, one of the 200 newly recruited civil servants by the City Hall, and one of the few Snake tribesmen who passed the literacy test.
According to him, he used to work as a casual worker in the port, and learned some words because he often dealt with merchants and sailors in Silver Moon Bay, helping them run errands and lead the way.
There are few literate Snake tribe members, especially those who are self-taught. Fang Chang immediately transferred the young man from the city hall to the Governor's Office to serve as the Governor's Secretary as a key talent training.
And this guy did not disappoint his expectations. He was not only diligent and careful in doing things, but also communicated very well both on Lassi and on Harry.
Fang Chang only discovered it recently.
These guys who were originally bound by factors beyond talent to the bottom of society, and their enthusiasm for life and work after being liberated far exceeded those who had lived well during the Governor Nihak.
...Dear Mr., the household registration statistics work has been basically completed, including port areas and various urban areas with complex conditions.I have sorted out the information for you. As for establishing a separate file for each resident, it may take some time to complete it.
Moreover, as far as I have observed, except for the port branch, each guard bureau is extremely unfamiliar with the business in its respective jurisdictions.Although this is not entirely their problem, there will inevitably be omissions in statistical work for survivors in slums, and a second screening may be required before the file is established.
Looking at the stack of documents piled on the desk, Fang Chang nodded with approval.
I did a good job, I understand the situation, but it is enough to be able to do this for the time being.After that, I will ask Sheriff Biharry to make ID documents based on these rosters... By the way, just inform him of it for me.
Happy to serve you, sir.Yodu nodded, paused for a moment and continued, in addition, I have sent someone to inquire about the refugees along the Yongliu River you mentioned earlier.According to the refugees themselves, they were originally residents living up the Yongliu River, and the imperial army drove them out of the village they had originally lived in and violently robbed their food and livestock.
Fang Chang frowned slightly.
Where are they living on the ceasefire line?
On the other side of the empire, outside our actual control area, Yodu said seriously. If they were allowed to pour into the port, it would probably have an impact on our finally stable order, but if we left it alone, it would not be a solution. Unless we completely close the shadow port of Yongliu River, those people would always have a way to swim.
Fang Chang looked at him with interest.
The intuition told him that this guy already had an idea.
So what is your suggestion?
As expected, Yodu, who was standing at his desk, continued with a respectful expression.
I've consulted with the people at the City Hall who agreed to split some budget to establish a shelter next to the prisoner-of-war camp in the suburbs to provide temporary shelter to refugees who fled from the Empire to the Port of King Gallon, but this requires your approval.
As if he was worried that Fang Chang would not agree, Yodu hurriedly continued.
The threat of famine in Jingalun Port has passed. We only need to pay some not-expensive food to keep them honestly outside the settlement, waiting for our place to settle down, and help us do some road and bridge construction work... In fact, it is not a bad thing to accommodate those refugees. Yongliu River has helped us eliminate some people. If we can swim to Jingalun Port, they are all strong young men.
After the ceasefire agreement takes effect, we can directly merge the prisoner-of-war camp into part of the shelter, merge the two into a new urban area, and gradually digest this part of the population by expanding from settlements to suburban industries.
Fang Chang looked at the young man standing at the desk in a little surprised, or to say more accurately, and he was mostly surprised.
It's like getting a SSSR card.
Good guy.
It's done well.
It is not difficult to come up with an idea, but it takes a lot of brains to think about what to do first and what to do later.
It is simply a waste of time to be able to arrange things in an orderly manner and simplify the work that leaders need to do to the point where they only need to sign a letter.
But no matter how surprised it is, whether you are really capable depends on how things are done.
He did not express his thoughts on his face, Fang Chang simply nodded.
I am very satisfied with your plan, so I will do it as you said. I will say hello to the city hall and the militia regiment so that they can cooperate with your work within their ability.
When I heard this, I was happy and nodded.
Please leave it to me with confidence. Sir, I will definitely not let you down.
Hearing the cooperation within his ability, he had already figured out what to do about this matter.
Just as he was about to bow and leave, he suddenly remembered something and stopped and said.
By the way, there is one more thing. Although you may have heard of it, I think I should report it to you just in case...
Fang Chang leaned back on the chair, picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip.
you say.
Regarding Xifan Port on the west coast of Bharat Province, Yodu thought about the words in his mind for a moment and continued cautiously. Hearing the rumors at the port, the army sent a governor there a few days ago, and it was estimated that he should have arrived in the past few days.Maybe this is not something I should care about, but for the moment... the Legion seems to be planning to intervene in the situation in the Bharat Province, which may have an unknown impact on the ceasefire negotiations between us and the Empire.
Governor of the Legion?
Fang Chang frowned slightly, but soon stretched his brow again and said softly.
Mr. Yodu, you are my secretary and a survivor of this settlement.As long as it is related to the personal safety and vital interests of local survivors, I think there is nothing you should not care about.
You are talking about, sir.
Looking at Yodu who lowered his head, Fang Chang nodded slightly.
I have already understood the situation. You can go and do the task I assigned you first.
He had indeed heard about the legion, and he even asked Captain Chen to drive the Dolphin nuclear submarine to take a look.
Only some industrial equipment, and a small number of Willant infantry and officers, although worthy of vigilance, were not worthy of their excessive attention.
Against the backdrop of the Glue Country negotiations being held in Dawn City, the Legion is unlikely to have direct conflict with the Alliance. At most, the Willant people help the Empire train two more Gray Wolf troops.
In contrast, the growing warlord forces on the border are more worthy of his attention.
Obey orders.
Yodu nodded respectfully, turned around and left the office, and brought the door with him.
Fang Chang glanced at the upper right corner of VM, and it took less than ten minutes from the time he entered the door to the time he left.
In these ten minutes, he not only finished the report, but also came up with a set of solutions to solve the problem for himself.
It can be seen that he has made sufficient preparations.
It's very comfortable to get along with such a person, maybe I can leave the acting governor of the Golden Gallon Port earlier than expected.
...It seems that there are no people available here, but it just takes some time to find them.
His eyes fell on the dusty construction site outside the office window. Looking at the busy workers and the foreman who took them to work, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his long mouth.
In fact, the situation here is not as bad as they thought they first came.
The curse brought to local survivors by the clay is not exactly a debuff.
Although the obedience and even obedience caused these people to become natural slaves, so that a pig could be withered into a totem by them and raised it above their heads and worshipped as gods, they did not have the opportunity to end their wasteland.
Just like those people who are sweating and rebuilding their homes outside the window.
If someone is willing to show them a more reliable way than reincarnation into the imperial family, they are also willing to move forward.
And if someone is willing to pull them, or push them forward two steps, and push open the door to the new world, they might run faster than Boss Xia in the Giant Rock City.
Just like the moon girls who are building a new home in Baiyue Strait, their performance after they get ashore is the best example.
The extraordinary tolerance for the environment has allowed them to survive a desperate situation that ordinary people can hardly tolerate, and the perseverance of the trait of being obedient is to be hard-working and hardworking.
A natural slave is a false proposition, and no slave has ever been born.
Thinking of the thighs on the Baiyue Strait beach, the girls, Fang Chang suddenly realized that this self-defense counterattack had been fighting for almost two months.
Time flies so fast... He couldn't help but sigh.
Wait for two more days, the freshwater transport pipeline in the southern waters is probably going to be completed...
Wu Tuo has been feeling a little bored these days.
The alliance opened its mouth during the ceasefire negotiations, demanding that the empire withdraw the governor of Jingalun Port and a group of noble bureaucrats appointed by Tiandu.
Not only that, they also demanded that control of the Port of Kinggalun was transferred to local survivors after the ceasefire agreement came into effect until the risk of predators in the area was completely removed.
To be honest, he could make appropriate concessions for both tariffs and compensation, but he could not agree to these two points.
Especially the latter.
It was even more uncomfortable than the alliance directly stripping the land off his territory.
After all, this means that for the first time, a land that cannot be shined with the royal authority in the territory of the Xilan Empire will appear. This will not only shake the authority of the royal family, but also the legitimacy of his rule will be questioned by the nobles and the citizens.
Wu Tuo can now hope that the embargo imposed by the 300,000 troops on the border on the entire Jingalun Port can crush the fragile economy of this settlement.
If there were a scorched earth that gave birth to famine, plague and even death, perhaps the alliance would discard the tasteless piece of chicken ribs.
He heard from the frontline.
The members of the alliance were paying out of their own pockets, and they went to Golden Gallon Port to transport corn purchased from Silver Moon Bay.
If this trend continues, there will always be one of the red clay and the alliance's purses in the suburbs of Golden Gallon Port and the first one to be hollowed out.
He took a bite of the grapes that the beauty sent to his lips, and just as Wu Tuo squinted his eyes and was about to take a nap, hurried footsteps came from outside the hall.
A deacon stepped into the hall and knelt under the steps.
Your Majesty, Captain Huyewan has arrived.
Wu Tuo, who was lying on the beauty's lap, sat up in surprise, pushed away the beauty and fruit plate surrounding her, and stood up with a trembling beard.
He is here?
The deacon, kneeling under the stairs, looked a little embarrassed, but he said hurriedly.
For the time being... not yet. After he disembarked at Xifan Port, he summoned the nobles from the area near Xifan City.
Wu Tuo was slightly stunned, feeling a little in his heart, but he still showed a gratified smile on his face.
Not bad, he is a practical guy.
The deacon's forehead was pressed against the ground, his face was bitter but he dared not say much.
Who in the whole palace knew that the Willant was His Majesty’s guest of honor? How dare anyone say more about the bad things about the Willant.
Especially in recent days, the negotiations between the Duke of Galawa and the Alliance are at a critical moment. His Majesty needs the strength of the Legion to deter the Alliance and the enterprises behind the Alliance. The officers of Willant slapped the Japanese people on the street and slept with the noble girl from which nobility was sleeping. That was also applauding the immortal friendship between the Legion and the Empire.
Where is General McClan?Wu Tuo asked.
The deacon whispered in silence.
He took a bus to Xifan Port yesterday.
Wu Tuo frowned.
Aaron is always there?
The deacon said in a sweat.
...He went with General McClan.
Wu Tuo said silently, paused in front of the bench for a long time, frowned and thought, but after a moment, he stretched his eyebrows and sat back.
I sent me a telegram, saying that the general was troubled by the affairs of my empire.In addition, a week later, the selection and assessment of the generals were held. I heard that the general was very interested in the war games of our empire. If the general happens to be not busy, you can come to my palace to observe.
That's probably what it means.
As for how to draw up the wording in the telegram, the people below will naturally figure it out.
Seeing that Your Majesty had not taken his anger on him, the deacon finally breathed a sigh of relief and snatched the authentic tunnel with his head.
Obey the order!
……
At the same time, in front of the dock of Xifan Port, carriages with extraordinary decorations were squeezed on the already not spacious mud road.
A group of people in luxurious clothes stood in the open space in front of the dock, looking at the group of tall Willant soldiers around them with a little uneasy.
I don’t know what ecstasy medicine these big noses gave their Majesty, but he actually asked His Majesty to directly transfer Xifan Port to the Legion with a wave of his hand, and warned the nobles of the entire Nasit State to cooperate with all the requirements of the Legion, otherwise it would be equivalent to betraying the Empire.
Although this place is nominally his Majesty's territory, it has actually become the territory of the Willant people. They not only drove away the original governor, but also sent a new governor here.
Huye, standing at the bow of the ship, looked down at the ants on the dock. Rather than saying that his contemptuous eyes were despised and ridiculed, he did not regard these guys as humans.
A group of guys who don't even care about their own compatriots are not worthy of the respect of the Willant people. Even if they are wearing brocade silk and satin, they are just a few dogs leading in front of the herd.
Without missing this opportunity to show off his might, he cleared his throat, raised his voice, and shouted loudly.
Listen, no matter who you were loyal to before, now I am the one riding above your head, I am your master, and the rules here must be as I say.If you have any objections, it is best to raise them as soon as possible to avoid wasting our time.
Looking at the crowd with an incredible look, Huye waited quietly for half a minute, and when he saw no one speak, he continued.
I want you to pick a group of people who can work from your own manor for me... Let's do this, at least one male will be born in each slave.
As soon as the words fell, the crowd on the dock was in an uproar. The nobles who had never dared to say a single fart before were so excited that they were like dogs with their tails stepped on.
Huye wondered if his request was too much, and Aaron, who was standing aside, coughed gently.
General, the slaves here have no family.
Huye was stunned for a moment and looked at him in surprise.
What's the meaning?
Aaron said patiently.
It means literally. You can understand them as a kind of weed growing from red soil. The plants do not have the concept of kinship... Even if those weeds themselves know who their father and mother are, the nobles who raise them will not ask too much.
Then how do they know who was born?Huye couldn't help asking, they had to count how many people they had, right?
They were all born by mothers, what does it matter who gave birth to them?Aaron shrugged. They would count the heads once a year, or maybe two or three years. In short, as long as the number of people working does not change much, no one will care.If there are too many people, they will sell a little and save money. As for the fewer ones... that situation seems to have not happened yet.
Huye pinched his eyebrows, as if he was having a headache about this unexpected situation.
McClane looked at this guy with his arms intrigued, curious about how these civil servants would deal with this problem.
In the Kingdom of Falcons, General Kras's approach was to abolish the slaves of his own people and establish a military aristocratic system for the locals that was linked to military merits, encouraging them to go to the outside world to plunder land and slaves.
General Griffin used the free people released by the former to establish a legion-style industrial center for the locals to ensure the logistics of the Expeditionary Force in the Far East.
It takes a strong army and execution to complete these tasks, and the civil servants in Triumph City happen to be a group of weak guys.
Sure enough, the governor thought for a moment, and finally came up with a compromise plan, cleared his throat and shouted at the indigenous nobles.
Quiet!
The loudspeaker burst out and the audience was stunned, and the people squeezing on the dock really quieted down.
After a moment of pause, Huye slowly spoke and continued.
Your management method is too inefficient. If this is the best, let's change the method... You provide me with slaves regularly, we will pay you according to the head, and we will pay you 50 dinars for each head for a month.
His voice almost fell, and the atmosphere at the port instantly boiled.
The originally panic-ridden faces were filled with joy, and it seemed as if I could take out all the money in my pocket immediately.
No problem adults!
Me, I have more than a thousand heads in my family!I can move them here tomorrow!
Is it that everyone gives so much?Or is it only a male?
50 a month, and 600 dinars per year!
In the Xilan Empire, even the smallest aristocrats had hundreds of people in their hands, and some of the great aristocrats even raised tens of thousands of people in their manors and plantations!
All year round is not always the time for busy farming, and most of the people are idle on the land when they are not working.
If they were driven into the Willant factory at this time, they could earn at least tens of thousands or even millions of extra money a year!
This is even higher than the output of their plantations!
Some people have even begun to think about how to increase land rent or other methods to turn the tenants who rent land into slavery.
Or find a way to get them to sell their sons and daughters.
Quiet!Quiet!Huye yelled twice in a row, and then the chirping crows closed their mouths, and then continued to shout, "When we need to recruit people, we will post the recruitment requirements here. If you don't want to miss it, arrange your servants to stare here."Now, go back and count how many people there are in your family, how old is, men or women, I don’t want to wait until the time comes, all the old men with crutches are sent!
After what he should say, Huye asked the soldiers to bombard the nobles who were blocking the dock, and at the same time asked them to arrange work for the laborers assigned by His Majesty.
In fact, if we only produce some light industrial products needed by Triumph City, there is no need to mobilize the slaves in the plantation. Just the guys living in these shacks in Xifan Port are enough.
However, Huye has his own plans and arrangements for the future of this treaty port.
He is not only satisfied with making a little money by exporting clothes and canning, but he also wants to help the civil service group behind him and everyone in Triumph City make more.
Without military power, they can only use this method to increase their influence in the legion.
...The alliance produces steel and cement at the Port of Kinggalun, and we also have to produce those things, and we have to produce more than they do.
McLan asked casually.
What to do?
Huye said with a smile.
There are always useful places when mining and building roads. If you really can’t use it, you can still sell it to the emperor here.
McClane shrugged unanimously. He didn't know much about business, but he always felt that the emperor who lived in the Feitian Palace should not be able to use it.
Aaron coughed softly and reminded.
Dear General, I have to remind you that Mr. Wu Tuo is only interested in guns and cannons, and we only need to sell some guns and cannons to them.
What he said is actually very obscure.
The steel and cement needed to build a factory in Xifan Port can be transported from ports on the west coast of the Central continent, just like those production equipment.
When building steel plants and cement plants here, the steel and cement produced will likely be unsalable.
The locals already had enough shacks, and there was no need to replace the shacks with steel and cement before the gentle animals complained.
But it is obvious that Governor Huye has his own idea.
How much money can guns make?Besides, they are about to cease fire with the alliance, and the arms transaction cannot be carried out for a long time.
Aaron made a helpless expression and gave up convincing this guy.
Anyway, their labor costs are close to none. If you waste a little resources at most, you will not lose money if you lose money.
McClane asked afterwards.
I only don’t understand at all... I have no intention of offending. Since you are not capable of robbing them directly, why don’t you just buy those slaves?
Huye laughed.
That's too inefficient, and if you buy it, you will become our own slave? 8 square meters, three meals a day, living a healthy life to the age of fifty... I even have to support this group of underage people! It is better to let the nobles here deal with them, and 50 dinars a month are considered as management fees.
If he didn't work hard, he would return the person. Seeing the consequences of the person who was returned, the other slaves would naturally work hard!
McClan looked at the guy in surprise.
Of course, he would not know about the eight-square-meter method formulated by the Marshal himself.
But is there really someone who does that thing outside Triumph City?
Not caring about the surprise on McClan's face, Huye continued with a smile.
Of course, besides relying on the nobles to manage them, I will provide them with some hope in their lives and encourage them to work harder while working harder, such as giving them a bonus every month to write it in their account, and using this money to redeem them when they have enough 1,000 dinars.
If you can work for two years, you can be considered a skilled worker, so it is not appropriate to put it back on the plantation.
However, Aaron shook his head and said.
Those slaves who can earn 600 dinars a year will not sell them to you at a price of 1000 dinars.
Then write it in the contract, or give them a little more, Huye said indifferently, this is not a negotiation, it is an order.
What about after the redemption?McClane looked at him and continued, "They are free people, and there are no nobles who will take care of them for you."
It was a free people who had passed the professional skills screening and had no land. Huye corrected his inaccurate statement and continued with a smile, "Do you think I gave them freedom?"There was no such good thing, they just went from one cage to another.
There is no place to make screws in the plantation. They have nowhere to go and will only be even more inseparable from us. They can only work harder than those slaves... and we only need to give them a little salary that can survive.
It was not until this time that Aaron showed a thoughtful expression on his face, and he finally understood why the big men of Triumph City sent this gentleman here.
McClane looked at the guy in equal surprise, literally changing his initial stereotype of him.
This guy is a talented person.
Just as McClane was surprised, the governor suddenly turned around, walked to him with a smile, and patted his arm.
General McClass, you are the only officer here who graduated from the Orthodox Officer School. Unlike us guys who have ranks but have never been to the battlefield, and the most important thing is that you have fought with people from the alliance... There is no intention of offense. I know that there were some small accidents in that battle, but that was not your problem.
McClane's brow twitched unconsciously, and he squeezed out a sentence with a calm face.
Is there any problem?
Seeing his expression change, Huye quickly explained with a smile.
No!You are the talent we need most at the moment. I want to ask you to help our friends train some officers who are slightly like that. After all, you know... we are completely laymen in this area, and our friends have just learned to shoot.
Hearing this humble statement, McClass finally relaxed a little, but couldn't help laughing.
You finally remember what I do?
He has been bored here for almost two months, and he has been watching the pigs playing with sand in the palace all day long. It is better to learn to swim if he has time.
But it was too late to think of him after losing.
Hearing this sentence, Huye was slightly stunned and then said with a smile.
You…maybe misunderstood something, General McClass, we have never neglected your meaning, you have always been the most important part of our plan.In fact, from the moment you stand on this land, you are already playing a very important role.And I am able to stand here thanks to your credit... I have to thank you for this matter.
As he said that, the exaggerated man pressed his right hand against his chest and bowed slightly.
McClane looked surprised and suddenly felt like he was kept in the dark. He quickly looked at Aaron, the adjutant beside him.
However, he saw that the latter nodded slightly.
As Mr. Governor said... If we do not show a closer relationship with the Empire, they will not take the initiative to "teach lessons" the alliance in order to please us.
After a pause, Aaron continued.
As for the defeat of the Gray Wolf Army, it was completely as expected, but their defeat was indeed a bit beyond our expectations... We didn't expect Wu Tuo to be so stupid as to send a prince to the front line to supervise the battle, and the prince directly snatched General Alayan's command, resulting in more than 10,000 people being captured.
But the result was no difference. After taking Aaron's words, Governor Huye smiled and said, "I still got the part we wanted."
McClane narrowed his eyes and stared at the guys who had used him. He felt a sense of anger. However, he wanted to lose his temper but couldn't find a reason to lose his temper.
As they said, the end result is good.
For the interests of the Legion, they developed strategies and achieved the expected results at a very small cost...
You should be happy about this.
However, he couldn't be happy at this moment.
...No wonder Commander Saren doesn't like you.McClen snorted with a slight smile.
Huye said with a slight regret, with a headache on his face.
Yeah?But I am still very grateful to him for building a vast territory for our army and planting our flag into Luoxia Province east of the Great Desert... If you have the chance, please convey my respect to him for me.
I will, McClane glanced at Huye meaningfully, paused and continued, and, in addition, I hope this is the last time.
Looking at McClass who turned around and walked towards the cabin, Huye nodded happily.
I promise you.
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On the other side, the distant Port of Golden Gallon.
It took a full month, and under the supervision of Sheriff Biharry, the police station in the entire settlement finally completed the registration of the identity information of all residents in the jurisdiction.
The final registration result also surprised Fang Changda.
If we count those newborns who have not learned to speak and those who are half dead lying on the bed, the actual population of this settlement has reached an astonishing one million.
I heard that there were a million people living here, which surprised him, but I didn’t expect that the actual population here is only much higher than the number passed down by word of mouth!
I originally thought that this settlement with no industrial foundation would have a large population of 900,000 people, but I didn't expect that the actual population was nearly 70% higher than the estimated value...
After pinching his eyebrows, Fang Chang looked at the dusty construction site outside the window, thinking to himself.
Is it red clay?
He suddenly thought of Ms. Han's research.
When studying the civilized ecology of various settlements on the wasteland, the technology left behind in the prosperity era is undoubtedly a variable that cannot be ignored.
For example, although the Baiyue Province is vast and sparsely populated, there seems to be nothing left from the prosperity era, there is ecological pollution of singularity technology, which makes industrialization almost impossible to develop at a low cost, and survivors are forced to migrate to the sea.
In the Bharat Province, although red soil is not a particularly wise technology and has a very accidental element in its birth, it is actually the easiest to ignore and the most important variable on this land!
It's like a natural nutritional cream.
Although it is not like the nutritional paste developed by Jushicheng that can be eaten for 365 meals a year, even if this thing can replace 50% of the food source, it will have an unignorable impact on the local ecosystem and social form.
Many survivors who were simply impossible to survive in other places on the wasteland not only survived on this land, but also quickly eliminated the first generation of survivors who could not adapt to the wasteland era with incredible environmental adaptability, and established a unique survivor civilization ecology locally.
And the red clay, which was born in Camp Rowell, was not only a favor left to them by their ancestors, but also a curse...
At this time, a soft knock came from the door.
Putting the research report in his hand into the drawer, Fang Chang looked at the door and cleared his throat.
Please come in.
The door opened, and a young man hurriedly walked in from outside the office with a thick stack of documents.
He is thin, has protruding cheekbones, and has deep bags of eyes on his face, but his bright eyes are bright and energetic, giving people a sense of vitality.
His name is Yodu, one of the 200 newly recruited civil servants by the City Hall, and one of the few Snake tribesmen who passed the literacy test.
According to him, he used to work as a casual worker in the port, and learned some words because he often dealt with merchants and sailors in Silver Moon Bay, helping them run errands and lead the way.
There are few literate Snake tribe members, especially those who are self-taught. Fang Chang immediately transferred the young man from the city hall to the Governor's Office to serve as the Governor's Secretary as a key talent training.
And this guy did not disappoint his expectations. He was not only diligent and careful in doing things, but also communicated very well both on Lassi and on Harry.
Fang Chang only discovered it recently.
These guys who were originally bound by factors beyond talent to the bottom of society, and their enthusiasm for life and work after being liberated far exceeded those who had lived well during the Governor Nihak.
...Dear Mr., the household registration statistics work has been basically completed, including port areas and various urban areas with complex conditions.I have sorted out the information for you. As for establishing a separate file for each resident, it may take some time to complete it.
Moreover, as far as I have observed, except for the port branch, each guard bureau is extremely unfamiliar with the business in its respective jurisdictions.Although this is not entirely their problem, there will inevitably be omissions in statistical work for survivors in slums, and a second screening may be required before the file is established.
Looking at the stack of documents piled on the desk, Fang Chang nodded with approval.
I did a good job, I understand the situation, but it is enough to be able to do this for the time being.After that, I will ask Sheriff Biharry to make ID documents based on these rosters... By the way, just inform him of it for me.
Happy to serve you, sir.Yodu nodded, paused for a moment and continued, in addition, I have sent someone to inquire about the refugees along the Yongliu River you mentioned earlier.According to the refugees themselves, they were originally residents living up the Yongliu River, and the imperial army drove them out of the village they had originally lived in and violently robbed their food and livestock.
Fang Chang frowned slightly.
Where are they living on the ceasefire line?
On the other side of the empire, outside our actual control area, Yodu said seriously. If they were allowed to pour into the port, it would probably have an impact on our finally stable order, but if we left it alone, it would not be a solution. Unless we completely close the shadow port of Yongliu River, those people would always have a way to swim.
Fang Chang looked at him with interest.
The intuition told him that this guy already had an idea.
So what is your suggestion?
As expected, Yodu, who was standing at his desk, continued with a respectful expression.
I've consulted with the people at the City Hall who agreed to split some budget to establish a shelter next to the prisoner-of-war camp in the suburbs to provide temporary shelter to refugees who fled from the Empire to the Port of King Gallon, but this requires your approval.
As if he was worried that Fang Chang would not agree, Yodu hurriedly continued.
The threat of famine in Jingalun Port has passed. We only need to pay some not-expensive food to keep them honestly outside the settlement, waiting for our place to settle down, and help us do some road and bridge construction work... In fact, it is not a bad thing to accommodate those refugees. Yongliu River has helped us eliminate some people. If we can swim to Jingalun Port, they are all strong young men.
After the ceasefire agreement takes effect, we can directly merge the prisoner-of-war camp into part of the shelter, merge the two into a new urban area, and gradually digest this part of the population by expanding from settlements to suburban industries.
Fang Chang looked at the young man standing at the desk in a little surprised, or to say more accurately, and he was mostly surprised.
It's like getting a SSSR card.
Good guy.
It's done well.
It is not difficult to come up with an idea, but it takes a lot of brains to think about what to do first and what to do later.
It is simply a waste of time to be able to arrange things in an orderly manner and simplify the work that leaders need to do to the point where they only need to sign a letter.
But no matter how surprised it is, whether you are really capable depends on how things are done.
He did not express his thoughts on his face, Fang Chang simply nodded.
I am very satisfied with your plan, so I will do it as you said. I will say hello to the city hall and the militia regiment so that they can cooperate with your work within their ability.
When I heard this, I was happy and nodded.
Please leave it to me with confidence. Sir, I will definitely not let you down.
Hearing the cooperation within his ability, he had already figured out what to do about this matter.
Just as he was about to bow and leave, he suddenly remembered something and stopped and said.
By the way, there is one more thing. Although you may have heard of it, I think I should report it to you just in case...
Fang Chang leaned back on the chair, picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip.
you say.
Regarding Xifan Port on the west coast of Bharat Province, Yodu thought about the words in his mind for a moment and continued cautiously. Hearing the rumors at the port, the army sent a governor there a few days ago, and it was estimated that he should have arrived in the past few days.Maybe this is not something I should care about, but for the moment... the Legion seems to be planning to intervene in the situation in the Bharat Province, which may have an unknown impact on the ceasefire negotiations between us and the Empire.
Governor of the Legion?
Fang Chang frowned slightly, but soon stretched his brow again and said softly.
Mr. Yodu, you are my secretary and a survivor of this settlement.As long as it is related to the personal safety and vital interests of local survivors, I think there is nothing you should not care about.
You are talking about, sir.
Looking at Yodu who lowered his head, Fang Chang nodded slightly.
I have already understood the situation. You can go and do the task I assigned you first.
He had indeed heard about the legion, and he even asked Captain Chen to drive the Dolphin nuclear submarine to take a look.
Only some industrial equipment, and a small number of Willant infantry and officers, although worthy of vigilance, were not worthy of their excessive attention.
Against the backdrop of the Glue Country negotiations being held in Dawn City, the Legion is unlikely to have direct conflict with the Alliance. At most, the Willant people help the Empire train two more Gray Wolf troops.
In contrast, the growing warlord forces on the border are more worthy of his attention.
Obey orders.
Yodu nodded respectfully, turned around and left the office, and brought the door with him.
Fang Chang glanced at the upper right corner of VM, and it took less than ten minutes from the time he entered the door to the time he left.
In these ten minutes, he not only finished the report, but also came up with a set of solutions to solve the problem for himself.
It can be seen that he has made sufficient preparations.
It's very comfortable to get along with such a person, maybe I can leave the acting governor of the Golden Gallon Port earlier than expected.
...It seems that there are no people available here, but it just takes some time to find them.
His eyes fell on the dusty construction site outside the office window. Looking at the busy workers and the foreman who took them to work, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his long mouth.
In fact, the situation here is not as bad as they thought they first came.
The curse brought to local survivors by the clay is not exactly a debuff.
Although the obedience and even obedience caused these people to become natural slaves, so that a pig could be withered into a totem by them and raised it above their heads and worshipped as gods, they did not have the opportunity to end their wasteland.
Just like those people who are sweating and rebuilding their homes outside the window.
If someone is willing to show them a more reliable way than reincarnation into the imperial family, they are also willing to move forward.
And if someone is willing to pull them, or push them forward two steps, and push open the door to the new world, they might run faster than Boss Xia in the Giant Rock City.
Just like the moon girls who are building a new home in Baiyue Strait, their performance after they get ashore is the best example.
The extraordinary tolerance for the environment has allowed them to survive a desperate situation that ordinary people can hardly tolerate, and the perseverance of the trait of being obedient is to be hard-working and hardworking.
A natural slave is a false proposition, and no slave has ever been born.
Thinking of the thighs on the Baiyue Strait beach, the girls, Fang Chang suddenly realized that this self-defense counterattack had been fighting for almost two months.
Time flies so fast... He couldn't help but sigh.
Wait for two more days, the freshwater transport pipeline in the southern waters is probably going to be completed...
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