"Let's go, brother, go get the tools!"

Thorm patted Alex on the shoulder, and walked over to the pile of farm tools stacked next to the field. Alex followed him, picked a good hoe, took a piece of land from Will Warren's side, and got to work. And while he was working, a soldier with a steam backpack was watching him the whole time.

What to do?

Alex is a little flustered now, although he has experienced the life of a farmer, he is not a veteran of farm work. Clearing up wasteland is more reflective of the comprehensive level of a serf than planting fertile land. If you look like this, can you get away with it?

Or, can you expect that the soldier who guards him is also the same thing?

Alex, who has been working in intelligence for many years, knows that he can't pin his hopes on someone else. Now that he has been forced to this position, he has no other way but to exert all his strength and start working.

The land that Elena gave to these new serfs was indeed wasteland, which had never been cultivated. Alex had a lot to do, turning over the land, weeding, and even cutting down a few small trees growing in the middle of the land. He exerted all his strength to feed, bent over tiredly, and wore out his skin, and at last hastily cleaned up the wasteland allotted to him in the evening. When he stood up with his hoe and breathed a sigh of relief, wanting to see how other people's work was progressing, he found that his land had become one of the last two completed pieces of land.

"Done?"

At some point, a circle of soldiers had formed around Alex, and Alex knew where he had estimated that there was a flaw, and he gritted his teeth.

"Well, it's done, big brother."

"Hand out."

Will's attitude was not good, and his gaze at Alex was also full of hostility, Alex had already realized that something was wrong at this time, but the circle of heavily armed soldiers around him made him suppress any resistance thoughts. He obediently stretched out his palm and showed his palm. On the palms of his hands, the skin that had just been worn out by labor was still connected to the flesh, and when he moved, his heart hurt.

"Tell me, who sent you here, and what are you doing here?"

Will glanced at Alex's hand and asked. The soldier next to him rushed forward and held Alex down. How can Alex, who is tired from a day, have the mood and ability to resist? He fell to his knees with a thud.

"My lord spare my life, I am not a serf, I am just a small citizen. But I've been longing for this place since I heard about Elena, and I really don't mean anything else—"

"Still quibbling?" , Will kicked Alex, "If it weren't for Lao Tzu's carefulness, I was really deceived by you!" Take it away, interrogate it well! ”

The soldiers who held Alex down responded in unison, dragging Alex, who was struggling all the way, out of the wasteland. Will Warren, the deputy commander of the sixth company of the production regiment, walked to the wasteland that Alex had turned over, stepped on the ground with his foot, and squatted down again, turning over the dirt to check the depth of Alex's ploughing that he had just plowed the land. The other serfs who were inspected followed Ville's side and said nothing. Only Somme, with his big mouth, was fearless.

"Brother Weir, how is this guy turning the ground? Isn't it inferior to us? ”

"It's okay, it'll work," Will smiled and straightened up.

"You guys, you've all passed the inspection. The calluses on your hands and the sophisticated posture of doing farm work are proof of who you are. From tomorrow onwards, you will be part of Elena, welcome to join Elena! ”

"Oh!!"

The serfs cheered, and Som followed suit, then looked at the other four serfs in the same batch who had been singled out and put aside, and asked Will.

"Big brother, are these four people also spies?"

"These four people are not sure, we have to observe again."

Will replied as he gave the next order, "Let's go, I'll take you to the temporary accommodation." ”

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"Head, we've checked out more than twenty spies lately, and people outside are very curious about Elena......"

At the meeting that evening, Ivan routinely reported on the recent progress in recruiting serfs and added a comment. The others chuckled when they heard him say this. Zink waited for everyone to finish laughing and talked about their feelings.

"It's better to be the boss, the newcomers rushed to clear the wasteland, which helped us clear the wasteland, and identified the spies and lazy people. The spies were all locked up and questioned, and if they were confirmed, they killed the fat land. As for those lazy people who are not very good at farm work and sneak over to be opportunistic, they are all sent to the wasteland group, and if they are lazy, they will drive out Elena. In this way, killing two birds with one stone, it is really amazing! ”

"Less sycophants!" , Gastens listened to Zink's exaggeration and laughed and cursed. Immediately afterwards, he expressed his concern, "This method can only be a rough sieve, and someone must have mixed in." After all, serfs can also be bought. We love Elena's model of abolition of class, and it will certainly not be to everyone's liking. So, you're all keeping an eye on me. Especially you, Zink, the police department is with you now, you find some people, know a little bit, set up a counter-reconnaissance bureau, do a good job of Elena's security, you know? ”

"Got it, don't worry."

"Also", Gastens turned to Gulasco again, "the three new weapons of the factory are our greatest competitiveness, and they are related to the success or failure of the revolutionary cause, so we must take good care of the relevant information, arrange the production process in strict accordance with my method, ensure that the production processes are independent of each other, and avoid leaks, understand?" ”

"Don't worry, Tou", Gulasco was also full of confidence, "I will never let others steal the weapon that Tou has worked so hard to design." The technical departments of the factory are all trustworthy old men, and the business they are engaged in is relatively independent, so there will be no problems. ”

"That's good", Gastens nodded, and continued to the next topic, "The latest news, the civil strife in the Negro Republic has ended, and their archmage Piru Manino intends to run for president, which can be regarded as a good ending among several archmages. Next, the Negru Republic is likely to go to war against Ankenrein, what should we do, do you have any ideas? ”

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"Your Majesty, the turmoil in the Neglo Republic is coming to an end, and it is estimated that there will be a fight in the west soon. Now Prince Wenfeng is still trying to recapture Mu Enze, and there is no progress on Prince Eliot's side, the eastern front is deadlocked, and the western front is about to start a war, and the situation is precarious. ”

In front of Paul Gibson, the Emperor of the Ankenrein Empire, Henry Claflin, Grand Duke of the Golden Lion, had a serious expression. Prime Minister Emile Owen and Royal Police Sergeant Filas Navre stood aside, equally frowning.

"I know it's precarious!" Paul Gibson sat on a huge sofa with the latest intelligence in his hand, "Filas, you tell me, how soon will the Negro Republic complete its preparations for war?" ”

"This ......," Firas glanced at Claflin, "the facilities and equipment for the Thorn Hills defense line are ready-made, and the Negru Republic has people left over there. As soon as their troops have completed their assembly, they can set off, and it is estimated that it will take less than two weeks. ”

"That is, to solve Ronninger, it must be solved in two weeks?" Paul Gibson let out a long sigh and leaned back on the back of the couch, "How is this possible?" ”

"My lord, do you want to try to make peace?" Emir tentatively spoke, and just as he wanted to continue, he was interrupted by Paul.

"That bastard killed my fifth son, and you asked me to make peace with him? You are crazy?! ”

"Your Majesty is angry!"

"Your Majesty is angry!"

Several people present persuaded him, and Paul Gibson calmed down a little. He closed his eyes and thought for a long time, but he could find a path that might be useful.

"Is there a way to find something to do for the Negru Republic?" When he opened his eyes again, Paul looked pleading.

"We've thought about this too," Claflin didn't hesitate, "and the border with the Negru Republic, apart from us, is Loren Robus and the Third Republic. Loren Robles is committed to developing sea power, and some time ago he also attacked the borders of the Alonte Empire, and now he should have no intention of opening up another battlefield. The Third Republic had just been put to rest, and the new president, Aziva Rand, was an old capitalist who hated communism. They carried out a comprehensive communist purge in the country and killed many people. The Workers' Party of the Neglo Republic is still in Parliament, and there is no other way to win over external allies than the Third Republic. ”

"I remember negotiating with them before, how did it go?"

"It's been talking, because of Ronninger and the civil strife, there was a pause in the middle. But last winter, the biggest condition they put forward was for us to open up the domestic market, and we never agreed......"

"Open the domestic market?" Paul blinked, "If we agreed, they would send troops against the Negru Republic?" ”

"At that time, there was no such clear point, but judging from the phased results, there is still hope."

Emile Owen has been in charge of negotiations with several other major countries and has a good understanding of the progress, "Your Majesty. Opening up the market is a big deal, China's heavy industry is relatively backward in terms of technical level, if the market is opened, domestic enterprises are estimated to face a severe survival dilemma. Over time, the development of heavy industry may be hindered......"

"I don't think our surging power company is very good, right? What kind of steam car, didn't The Surging Power Company also make it? ”

"Your Majesty, being able to make it doesn't mean that it can be mass-produced and put on the market-"

Behind Emile Owen is a grain merchant, but he also knows what is going on in heavy industry. He tried to prevent the opening of the market, also for the public rather than the private. It's just that, in Paul Gibson's view, the market and the location, obviously the latter is more important.

"Alright, don't say it", he waved his hand, as if trying to get rid of something, "it's settled, restart negotiations as soon as possible, and finalize this matter." He, Charlie Ronin, can bring in Loren Robles to help him, and I naturally want the Republic of Fern to help me, understand? ”

"Whoa."

Several people responded in unison and turned to leave. Prince Eliot, who had been waiting outside for a while, walked in and knelt before Paul.

"Father."

"You kid still have the face to come back!" , Paul opened his mouth and scolded, "I gave you all the three armies of the Guards, and the obedient ones of the Western Military Region were also given to you, you are better, you live in Chang Province, and plan to settle down?" ”

"Father," Eliot did not answer Paul Gibson's question, "I have an idea about the current situation, and I don't know whether to say it or not. ”

"Sell less, say!"

Paul's words blocked the transition that Eliot wanted to say. Elliot paused and came up with his own thoughts.

"Father, now that the Western Military Region is listening to the poll and not listening to the announcement, sooner or later there will be problems. If the Neglo Republic wants to fight, it will definitely be from the west to the east, and the foundation of the Western Military Region is in the west, and it will inevitably fight to the death with the Neglo Republic. We don't need to be in such a hurry, let them fight first, and after both sides are defeated, and then use the Central Military District as the basis, and the Third Republic of Fern to fight back the Neglo Republic, which is already a tired army, what do you think? ”

"You mean ......," Paul actually understood what Eliot meant. But the occupation of half of the Duchy of Tulucas was his own decision, and his own credit. If others don't say it, it's hard for him to say that he wants to give up.

“…… Abandon Tulucas? ”

"It's not just Tulucas, we even have to be ready to give up the three western provinces", Elliot raised his head and continued very seriously, "exchange strategic space for preparation time, let the Western Military District and the Neglo Republic fight to the death at the same time, we will sweep Roninger as soon as possible, stabilize the rear, and then turn west-"

"At your speed, you won't be able to beat Roninger in ten years!"

Paul choked Eliot back with another word. Elliot paused and came up with his own plan.

"Your Highness, as long as Elena's Valiant rifle can be supplied, we can definitely break through the iron shield defense line and defeat the Roninger rebels!"

"Is that gun really that good?" Paul Gibson actually knew about Elena, but he didn't know much. This time, seeing that Elliot admired this gun so much, I couldn't help but be curious.

"Father, this gun will change the current form of war, whoever can have this gun first will win the war!"

"So powerful?"

Paul asked a rhetorical question, and without waiting for Eliot to answer, he gave an answer. "It's not impossible for you to say it, I originally planned to let the Western Military Region spend it with them first, and if we win, Commander Zhong has the ability, and if we lose, we will also have time to deal with Ronninger. There are not many options for this, we all have to do what we have to do. ”

"One more thing," Elliot arched, "the plain of Elena is a destabilizing factor, and there is a suspicion of communism. They now have the most advanced weapons technology at their disposal, which is very insecure. ”

"But you didn't do it either, did you? Do you want to rebel against them now? ”

"Not really," Elliot smiled, "and now they are still nominally our courtiers, and father, you can wait for the Neglo Republic to start another war, and then issue a withering order to them, and let them go to the front to support the Western Theater." If they go, the rear will definitely be empty, and we can take Elena depending on the situation. If they don't go, they have a reason to clean them up, and they can use this to blackmail them into providing more armaments for free, both in advance and in retreat. ”

At the mention of the word free, Elliot gritted his teeth, apparently hurt by Gastens's cheating pricing. Paul Gibson thought for a moment, nodded, and agreed with Eliot's idea.

"Let the Western Military Region fight first, and when you have enough brave rifles in your hand, I'll let Elena go!"