A group of civilians was slowly moving along the rugged paths of the southern region of the Irranhill Empire. They were still dressed in tattered clothes, but their complexions looked much more normal.

When they first set off, they didn't have so many people, but now, the team of postponement is huge, and almost 3,000 refugees with their families have gathered.

These refugees are all gathered from nearby villages, and every time they pass through a village, the team will act like snakes, eating the civilians of the village, and then making themselves more spectacular.

They also had a clear goal of heading to the vicinity of Briburne and waiting for further directions there.

Because it was a plague that had been cured by the soldiers of the Irlanhill Empire, they did not have the slightest doubt about what the other party had told them. They even took these words as truth, believing them as if they were gods.

So, when they knew that the soldiers wanted them to go east, they didn't hesitate to drag their families on the road.

And what didn't disappoint them was that sure enough, on the way, they saw the supplies promised to them by the soldiers of the Irlanhill Empire, they saw the supply convoys, and they also saw more refugees who were converging eastward like them.

"Daddy! When I grow up, I want to be like Second Lieutenant Brown and be an officer in the Iran Hill Imperial Army! A little boy took his father's hand, his eyelashes fanning in his big eyes, looking at the world that was not friendly to him.

His mother died of the plague, and both his grandfather and grandmother were slaughtered during the demonic invasion.

Before these disasters came, their family was not having a good time. The old aristocracy has always been cruelly exploiting them, and their family has worked hard every day, but they can't eat enough all year round.

But in the past few days, they have enjoyed the goodwill of this world: the supplies put by the Irlanhill Empire have allowed them to eat delicious instant noodles and bread, let them taste crystal clear "pure water", and even eat delicious luncheon meat!

Unbeknownst to them, most of the luncheon meat is starch, and the instant noodles and bread they eat with a one-year shelf life are not commendable.

However, this is indeed the most comfortable day they have lived in the past six months. So the boy had a smile on his face, a smile he hadn't seen in a long time.

The boy's father's face looked a lot more vicissitudes, and he was even more desperate about the world, so he was not as optimistic as the boy.

In his cognition, no piece of bread will be given away for nothing. He was a poor man, poor with almost nothing, so he pondered the question of what the monarch of the Irranhill Empire, whom he had never met, the great Chris, wanted from him.

He has nothing to lose, if it is just his life, he can give it without hesitation, but what he is worried about is his son.

"As long as you grow up and become strong, you can support yourself...... That's it. Thinking of this, he stroked his child's head, and finally a stiff smile appeared on his face.

After all, he hadn't laughed in almost three years, and he hadn't laughed since the demons invaded south.

"It's not a good thing that we're going to Briburn like this." A somewhat nervous man leaned over and seemed to have found someone to talk to.

It seems that he is the kind of person who has read some books and has some knowledge. He was still young, but a little too thin. Standing next to the man leading the child, he looks like a girl.

"I'm sorry, my name is Benjamin and I'm a teacher." The man who came over smiled kindly, and introduced himself.

Then, he continued to talk to himself: "I have been to Briburn, and when I get there, there will be more nobles and rich people...... In my personal experience, as long as you get too close to those people, there is definitely nothing good. ”

"You're right." The boy's father nodded, agreeing with what the man had come up to say.

According to his experience, what the other party said was indeed right, and there was definitely nothing good about getting involved with those damn nobles in the past.

This time, though, there are clearly people who have a different opinion. The boy he was holding in his hand suddenly retorted, "I don't think Second Lieutenant Brown will lie to us!" They're good people! ”

For these ragged refugees walking on this road, this sentence undoubtedly represents the truth, an irrefutable truth!

Ensign Brown is a good man! Because it was Ensign Brown who saved them. It was Ensign Brown who brought people the special medicine and vaccine, and it was Ensign Brown who brought them food.

Even they are now walking on this road, it is the "order" of Ensign Brown, they can find food here, and this is a fact that has been confirmed!

"That's what I couldn't figure out! They saved us, but it was clear that it was better for them to die than to die. The man who claimed to be a teacher rubbed his nose sideways with his fingers and rubbed the boy's hair with his other hand.

Soon, there was a slight commotion in the crowd, as someone at the front of the line began to receive the day's food from the truck parked at the intersection.

As long as they follow the road, they can receive their food at the designated place. This kind of unbelievable thing used to only appear in dreams.

A jeep drove against the crowd and finally stopped in the middle of the line. A man in a digital camouflage uniform and a Kevlar steel helmet jumped out of the car.

He wore a pair of glasses and looked more like a reader than the thin man in the crowd who claimed to be a teacher.

"Ensign Brown!" The boy who saw the acquaintance had already begun to wave to the man, and the nearby refugees who heard the shout also took the initiative to stop and bow slightly to the officer in respect.

"Hey! Lad! The officer named Brown walked up to the boy and reached out to rub the boy's hair, which was messy but not dirty: "How is it?" Haven't you been tired of walking so far in two days? ”

"Not tired!" The boy straightened his back, tried to make a soldier's posture, and replied solemnly with his chin held as high as he could, following the example of the Irranhill grenadiers.

"Well done!" Ensign Brown took a piece of chocolate out of his pocket and handed it to the little boy: "Share it with your friends!" Got it? ”

"Yes!" The little boy was excited, he knew that he would have good luck when he saw Mr. Brown, and he knew that he would definitely be the king of children in a few moments! The child king who has the power to distribute candy!

"There's a vacant town ahead! The original inhabitants have left! We rearranged it a bit, a little bit. Brown pointed in the direction he came from and said to the people around him.

"You'll be there in the afternoon, and everyone can choose to settle there, or continue on to Briburn!" After attracting the attention of the others, he spoke again.

Then he paused, looked at the confused crowd, and continued, "If you choose to stay, then get to work...... Work to get food, that's something you have to keep in mind in the future. If you work, you will have food! ”

"If you have farming experience, you can sign up to farm! Each adult male planted 5 acres of land, about the size of 70 Nantes in the past...... If you have no farming experience, you can sign up to build roads. He shouted at the top of his voice, frowning as he shouted, as if regretting that he had forgotten to apply for a megaphone.

In the eyes of everyone, the content of his continued shouting made everyone a little shocked: "We urgently need the following talents...... Literate people, teachers are the best! We are going to build a school in the town where the children go to school during the day and the adults go to night school at night! ”

The old aristocracy was unwilling to let the commoners learn, and the policy of ignoring the people was definitely not a characteristic of a certain country. All those who hold power seem to be afraid of the wisdom of the common people.

So, in the old days, it was almost impossible for the poor to get their offspring to go to school.

But now, the Iran Hill Empire, in addition to preparing to feed people, also intends to let the children of the common people go to school. What kind of fairy operation is this? Is this an attempt to train commoners to become nobles?

"Sir, aren't you a teacher?" The little boy felt that he had to show his worth by taking Mr. Brown's chocolates, and he asked, looking at the thin man standing beside him.

"You're a teacher?" Brown's eyes lit up as he walked up to the skinny man who claimed to be the teacher, his face full of surprise.

For a region in dire need of teachers, it is really not easy to find a living teacher.

Teachers in many places have died of the plague, and some have been killed by demons. In short, in the entire southern region, there are not many left, literate grassroots educational forces.

However, the expression on his face soon became more exciting. He looked at the innocent-looking child, and then at the father of the child next to him: "What should I call you?" ”

"Ben...... Benjamin ...... replied, "The man who was hard to thin replied with some unnatural expression.

"Okay, Benjamin...... Teacher. I have one more question, should I call you Mr. Benjamin, or Ms. Benjamin? With a smile in his eyes, Brown opened his mouth to pierce the other party's disguised as a man.