The elders of the dwarf clan welcomed Marin and his party in the center of the town, and to be honest, their houses were a bit too small for Marin, so no one cared that the queen of the kingdom would stand in the wind and snow because of this.

It's winter again, and snow is starting to fall in the Farol region, and Marin doesn't know how cold it will get in the north...... It's always going to be hard.

The situation of the gnomes is indeed a bit bad, the drought in the summer has caused widespread losses and crops, and this winter has come very early, these little men do not look in good condition, and hunger is visible in the city.

As previously discussed, the queen exempted the dwarf clan from taxes for this year - of course, in return, the clan would send adults to the half-plane of Marin for reproduction - yes, divine reproduction.

The gnomes entered the portal that Marlin had opened for them with their farming tools with a hint of sadness that they didn't know what the future would hold, but when they entered Marin's half-plane and looked at the huge shadows of trees in the distance, the warm climate and the land suitable for planting, these gnomes immediately began to calculate how much land they needed to plant.

Then I came up with the idea of 'just call the other clans over'.

Marin eventually paid a sum of money to call the professionals of the Mage Tower to set up a semi-permanent teleportation channel, which was limited and only allowed by gnomes, so that even if something happened, these gnomes could escape through this passage.

After all, as the days passed, the day when those living corpses in the north went south was getting closer and closer.

Marin had already thrown the Farol military's plan of 'gathering the whole country's troops on the northern front line to block the living corpses' into the dustbin called history, and the new plan would be to draw a part of the second-line troops from the Farol army into the city as a supplementary defense, and at the same time, the first-line troops would be deployed along the old defensive line along the Rongma line, and the living corpses would return from this line every time, and this time they would face more terrible firepower.

The Spencers' legions in Marin surrendered when they reached their territory, and they unreservedly chose to open the gates of the city in the hope that this terrible warband would be able to overcome their people.

Marlin forgave their sins, but the Spencers were still stripped of their title by their queen, but Marin granted one of the family members who served in his factory guard a limited inheritance to the family title.

The young man had done very well in the previous battles in the north, and was very loyal to the collective, so Marlin told the Spencer family that as long as the child could grow up, the Spencer family title would be passed on to him, and their family would be able to return to their original territory, and now, the adults in their family would be transferred to the northernmost fortress to garrison, while the elders and children could live in their original territory.

This is a mutually compromising ending, and when the family chooses to surrender, Marin finds that he is still soft-hearted, he is not a competent tyrant, and this result makes Marin sigh and breathe a sigh of relief.

Of course, the Spencers still have to pay for this, this is to knock all the nobles in this country, and the actions in the Marin Legion have already knocked countless people who are ready to move - not that these southern nobles are hillbillies, but the entire western human world has never seen such a terrible army.

The neat queues, the straight uniforms, all kinds of guys that have never been seen before, even the once high-ranking knights and transcendents have died in front of them, not long ago, such an army even defeated the Black Orc War Gang and killed 40,000 Black Orcs on the frontal battlefield, not to mention the ultimate force like Marin on call.

The prince of Farol is no longer the target of ridicule at the aristocratic ball, but the destruction of walking alive in each other's sights.

So recently, no matter which nobleman, even the duke, saw Marin, he had to learn to take the initiative to greet him.

Of course, Marin will not be as knowledgeable as them, face is given to each other, in Marin's opinion, when the chaos invasion is coming, the power of the human world should not be consumed internally. This is also the reason why Marin has been desperately working on infrastructure construction in the past two years - when it really comes to the invasion, there will be no time to do this, and it is a luxury to be able to repair it at that time, let alone rebuild it.

The gnome clans in the eastern coast region were arranged, and Marin asked the elves who had entered the half-plane before, and they said that although the gnomes were a little noisy, the villages of the two sides were far away, so they were relatively peaceful, and besides, the elves still had a good impression of the gnomes - after all, the gnomes were not like kobolds or goblins, they always liked to find a few taels of meat on each other's necks, and these little guys could also help them open up new plantations, and the gnomes could make a big deal for them as long as the elves provided treatment.

And on the dwarf's side, the dwarf knows that those big elves are high, but they really have a headache and brain fever, find the elves, they are still willing to help the gnomes, and basically do not charge money, which makes the current poor gnomes very grateful, when the elves let them help develop the plantation, they will also complete the elves' requests as quickly as possible.

And the crossbow arrows provided to them by Marin are very useful, their two clans have already beaten dozens of deer, and the half-plane yellow deer is not good because they have no natural enemies, and they are so tossed by the dwarfs, and the dwarfs have long-lost meat, and they are very satisfied with Marin's arrangement, and they are also very grateful.

Marlin didn't know if the gnomes were really satisfied, but Marlin knew that the gnomes' cubs were no longer hungry, and although their parents were working hard, Marlin announced that the crops developed by the gnomes would be able to enjoy a tax rate of ten and two, and the gnomes were happy to express their affection for them.

By the way, especially after hearing about the operation of the halfling's brain entering water, these gnomes immediately accelerated the progress of their refuge - they had already contacted the third clan, the latter was originally a little suspicious, but after seeing the dozen yellow deer that the former had brought to them, they immediately chose to join in the grand event.

And after entering the half-plane, he was conquered by the heaven-like scenery in front of him, and immediately became the most loyal servant of His Excellency Marin Gayat, Prince of Farol.

As a rule, Marlin would give them a settling-in fee, and all the dwarf clans and scattered human villages along the entire eastern coast would be removed by Marin, who would then give it to the Sea Clan as their new habitat, and in the same way, the Sea Clan would provide Marin with more marine resources for rent.

In the sea, edible fish is the largest resource in Marin's eyes, and a canning factory larger than Carterburg will be built on the eastern coast, and the cans produced here will be moved to Regensburg via the Eastern Railway Line, or sold east to the Eastern Kingdoms - these idiots sometimes show actions that suffocate each other, but Marin has to admit that without them, the Great Wasteland would be attacked on both sides.

Of course, the Eastern Kingdom can't eat so much canned food, and the remaining Marin decided to buy half and give it to the Great Wasteland, and the legions and punishers of the Church of Justice have rave reviews of the canned food produced by the Marin Group, so Marin also likes it, with them in the east, the Principality of Farol at least does not have to worry about the Chaos War State crossing the sea from the east.

In addition to this, Marin selected a small group of ingenious young men from the dwarf clan and asked them to join the workshop as apprentices, this is to beat the halflings - these guys have been falling out with the dwarves lately, and both sides are fighting for the position of master master - Marlin has the supremacy in the workshop, and the master master is below one person and above ten thousand, so they both want to crowd out each other.

As soon as the gnomes entered the workshop, they became a third force, and neither the dwarves nor the halflings could discourage them, after all, neither side wanted to push this neutral little power into the arms of the other.

This made Marlin somewhat relieved - as soon as the stupid dwarves and stupid halflings quieted down like this, Marlin's state of mind on the verge of explosion immediately improved, at least every time he went to the workshop, the dwarves and halflings would not follow Marin like a cannon.

The gnomes didn't live up to Marlin's expectations, and although these young men didn't wield a blacksmith's hammer like the dwarves and couldn't make the most elaborate guns like the halflings, Marlin was impressed by their engineering talents, and the gnomes accidentally synthesized plastic fish tools during their second encounter with explosives.

Miniaturization, the number of lethality is counted, and the killing radius is doubled, Marin has to let these gnomes take it easy, at least when making these engineering creations, they must not be in the headquarters of the workshop, otherwise if they blow up, maybe they will have achieved a feat that even Chaos can't do.

Both the dwarves and the halflings agreed to let the dwarfs move out, but Marin rejected the request - Marin gave the gnomes a separate research room, separate from the workshop, close to the sea, after all, he was still waiting for the gnomes to beat some dwarves and halflings properly.

In addition, Marin is still continuing to expand his battle group, and now several war groups in Marin's hands are seriously overstaffed, and when Nova heard the news, she sighed that it was the first time she had heard that this thing was made up.

is also a sigh, there are many people who drink the blood of soldiers in this world, like Marin, the establishment of three regiments stuffed in one regiment is also the only existence.

Marin's actions were also reported to his father-in-law, and at the cost of sparing Linz, Marin did these things to the point of turning a blind eye on Goethe's side.

But it's still not enough.

More legions, more personnel, more equipment, more artillery, no matter how much money is spent, so Marin is in abject poverty every day.