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Jing Ling was busy gradually logistics troops all night, and he also set aside a large piece of land in the east of the city as a temporary settlement for tens of thousands of yellow people.

When dawn came, Jing Ling stood outside the eastern city and looked out into the field in the distance, while the thousands of red soldiers behind him were so busy that they didn't finish removing the corpses all night, and the ruined city wall was only repaired by a fifth.

"Commander, they're coming!" The guard excitedly pointed to a black line that appeared in front of him.

"I see it." A big stone in Jing Ling's heart finally fell.

I saw that the black line was getting closer and closer, gradually turning into a black shadow, and then the black shadow was getting longer and longer, as if there was no end in sight.

Several cavalrymen who led the team galloped on horseback, and after a while, they came to Jing Ling's side.

"Lin Yan, how many people are there?" Jing Ling looked up at Lin Yan on horseback and said.

Lin Yan hurriedly dismounted, made an exaggerated expression and said, "Commander, even I was taken aback by that number." ”

"What are you selling, tell me how many people there are." Jing Ling's tone was a little anxious, and it could be seen that he was very eager to know the number of the refugee troops.

Lin Yan paused and said uncertainly: "I don't know the specific number, but there are at least fifty or sixty thousand people." ”

As soon as Lin Yan's words fell, the busy green red soldiers on the side of the city wall stopped what they were doing one after another, and their fanatical eyes fell on the refugee force in front of them that was approaching the ice city.

Now the Chung Hwa State is the time when there is the greatest shortage of people, to be precise, there is a shortage of yellow people, most of these 50,000 or 60,000 refugee troops are yellow people, and their addition can make the gap between the proportion of whites and yellow people in the city much lower.

Obviously, Jing Ling also knew that Huang Cai was his most loyal supporter, so he had been standing outside Dongcheng and waiting to meet this refugee force.

When the crowd of black oppressors poured into Dongcheng, Jing Ling held a wooden megaphone and shouted, "People! ”

Those helpless, confused, pathetic, and indifferent eyes were attracted by Jing Ling's words, and saw the ice city behind the white-robed man, although it was dilapidated, it still stood on the field, and everyone's eyes began to flash with hope!

"I am the lord of the Chinese state, the supreme leader of the Red Army, and now I have a question for you." Jing Ling turned sideways slightly, pointed at the ice city with his left hand and continued: "As long as you enter this city, you will be free!" No longer have to worry about the capture of jackals, tigers and leopards or even slave owners, the delicious soup can warm the hungry stomach, and the night sleep will be extremely sweet, now tell me, who wants to go in!? ”

"Me!"

"I want to go in too!"

"And us!"

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The refugees looked at the ice city with hunger and thirst in their eyes, years of slavery tormenting their bodies and souls, freedom was so far away for them, but now it appeared before their eyes.

Jing Ling looked at the refugees with haggard faces and wrinkled skin, and a sense of compassion was also born in his heart. "We were all slaves, and in that unbearable period of life, we gave our souls to our Heavenly Father and our bodies to our slave masters. Now, step into this city and find your flesh back! ”

Kyungling had expected the refugees to shout and rush into the city, but he was taken aback.

I saw that the refugees standing in front of me took the lead in kneeling on the ground and respectfully worshipping him, and the tens of thousands of refugees in the back also knelt down in a chain reaction, looking like a huge wave pushing into the distance, which was breathtaking.

"God bless China! ...... God bless China!! ............ God Bless China!! "At first, there were only sporadic prayers, but when the voices of tens of thousands of people converged, the loud gospel and the disorderly battlefield formed a tragic landscape.

"Commander......" Lin Yan's nose felt a sourness, and when he looked at Jing Ling, he found that the latter's cheeks were already crystal clear.

Jing Ling wiped it away with his hand before the tears fell down his cheeks, and then whispered to Lin Yan: "Lin Yan, how many of them do you say will survive this year." ”

Lin Yan opened his mouth, but found that he couldn't speak at all.

Jing Ling said sadly: "Maybe none of them will survive." ”

Lin Yan's expression froze, and he said abruptly. "So we're going to get rid of that 'maybe'."

Jing Ling looked at Lin Yan's brave expression, and he also scolded his incompetence in his heart, this is an era of war, if he wants to set off stormy waves, he must be prepared to be submerged.

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When tens of thousands of refugees responded to the call to enter the city, Jing Ling returned to the city hall with Qiu Zhiwei, who had migrated from the mountains and forests, because there was a group of people waiting for him.

Outside the main door of the meeting room......

Two groups of people stood outside the door waiting for the arrival of Jing Ling, and the group standing on the left, most of them were dressed in tattered clothes, but the melancholy expression in their eyes was the artist's unique temperament. The group of people standing on the right were all white, and although they looked haggard, they were dressed in splendid clothes and deliberately solemn.

When Jing Ling came to the door of the conference room, the guards came forward and reported: "Commander, the painter and mathematician you are looking for are here. ”

Jing Ling looked at the group of people to the left of the gate, and his eyes flashed with joy, because he needed the help of these painters and mathematicians to collect the hundreds of thousands of gold coins controlled by the white people in the city into the government treasury.

Suddenly, he noticed the group of people on his right, all of whom looked like pigs with garlic in their noses, and their calm and solemn expressions were decent, but the slightly shrunken eyes betrayed them.

Without waiting for Jing Ling to ask, the guard said: "They were captured by the Minister of Culture and Tourism from outside the city, and I heard that it was the peace group sent by Nolan, so the Minister of Culture and Tourism ordered them to be escorted over and wait for your whereabouts." ”

Jing Ling glanced at the twelve envoys of the peace delegation, and then came to the door of the council room, pushed the door open with his own hands, and said, "Let's go in and talk." ”

The envoys of the peace delegation were overjoyed, and they were just thinking that the task of running all night to seek peace was about to be played, and they were already about to enter the conference room, but Jing Ling poured a basin of cold water on them.

"Did I let you in?" Jing Ling looked at the envoy of the peace group with a cold expression, and several guards immediately drew their long swords, and in an instant, they controlled those envoys of the peace group who were trembling with fear.

Jing Ling glanced at them, then turned his gaze to the group of painters and mathematicians, and said softly, "Gentlemen, let's go in and talk." ”

As the door to the conference room slowly closed, a mischievous painter grimaced at the envoys of the Peace Corps, sarcastically relieving their arrogance.

Instead of sitting on the main seat, Jing Ling sat on the carpet in the center of the conference room, and asked the rest of the people to sit around him.

He knew that the world of artists was not so conventional, and only by getting rid of those red tapes could he fully integrate into them, so he did not arrange guards in the conference room.

Obviously, Jing Ling's behavior was very appealing to them, and they saw more than a dozen people sitting on the carpet around him, and the originally solemn atmosphere became active at this moment.

Jing Ling smiled and said, "Does anyone know why I summoned you?" ”

The youngest painter said, "My lord wants us to paint a portrait of you?" ”

"No, what do you want us math people to do when you paint portraits?" An older mathematician wondered.

"Guess again, I'll see if anyone can guess my intentions." Jing Ling seemed to have forgotten about the peace group outside the door, and had no intention of ending the meeting as soon as possible.

More than a dozen people just look at me, I look at you again, even Qiu Zhiwei didn't know what Jing Ling's purpose was for pulling him here, and they couldn't figure out the reason why Jing Ling summoned them after discussing it for a long time.

The old mathematician said helplessly: "Lord, you better uncover the puzzle, we really can't think of anything you want painters and mathematicians to mix together." ”

Jing Ling suddenly showed a deep look and said, "I want you to create something, it is a palm-sized painting, and it is a unique painting in this world. This painting must not only have a bird's-eye view of the ice city, but also a portrait of me, as well as a large number of intricate and beautiful security patterns with a sense of unity. ”

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, a palm-sized painting, and so many elements mixed in it, no wonder to pull mathematicians over, and only mathematicians can accurately measure the proportions of the elements in this painting.

The young painter wondered, "Lord, can you tell me why this painting is the size of a palm?" ”

Jing Ling said meaningfully: "Because I want to make them easy to circulate." ”

They!?

At this time, everyone's eyes widened, and the daring lord meant to paint a lot of such paintings!

Jing Ling seemed to see their thoughts, and he smiled: "You only need to draw one, and then I will ask the printing workshop to make a batch of flexible paper, and then print a large number of your heirlooms." ”

The old mathematician was puzzled: "My lord, I take the liberty of asking, what are you printing so many paintings for?" ”

"For the prosperity of the Chinese state." Jing Ling said: "These paintings have two other names, one is called paper money and the other is called Joaquin. ”

"Banknotes...... Joaquin ...... "After all, Qiu Zhiwei was the housekeeper of the manor, so he only thought about it for a moment before he knew what Jing Ling was going to do.

I saw him open his mouth and suggest: "My lord, if you want to use Joaquin as the currency of the Chinese state, I don't think the rest of the neighboring countries will definitely do business with the Chinese state." Because you can print a lot of Joaquin with just a printing press, those neighbors will not be foolish enough to trade their goods for the Joaquin we keep printing. ”

Jing Ling glanced at Qiu Zhiwei in surprise, there was a reason why he had brought Qiu Zhiwei to the meeting. The first is that he once served as the steward of the manor, and has certain management talents and financial knowledge. The second is because he once led slaves to escape from the clutches of the lord of the manor, which shows that he is a man of affection and righteousness.

But Jing Ling didn't expect Qiu Zhiwei to be so capable, and he broke Joaquin's future with one word. "You're right, those neighboring nations only recognize gold, silver, and copper as hard currency, so Joaquin can only be the currency in circulation within the territory of the Chinese state, and I have only one purpose now, and that is to replace all the gold, silver and copper in the city with Joaquin."

Everyone gasped when they heard this, this is a robbery in disguise.