Chapter 351: The Otherworldly Version of Fighting Local Tyrants
Fort Watch, Kelsey has already received the order to change the guard, however, in order not to weaken the defensive strength of Fort Watch, Lin Feng only transferred the "reserves" of the four legions she recently recruited from Mason County, of course, they will all be used by Lin Feng as a "land reform team", so this combat power can be relaxed a little. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
In Lin Feng's plan, he will send the main army to block the border of Dalong County, in addition to the specially opened up "special passages for refugees", he will strictly restrict the internal and external transportation of Dalong County, and before he settles all the refugees in place, he will put an end to all interference by foreign forces.
And in the territory of Dalong County, in addition to the four "reserve corps" of Mason County, Lin Feng will also transfer back three elite heavy cavalry thousand troops from the Skull Fortress to suppress the rebellion that may occur within Dalong County, since there is an injection of fresh blood, for those stubborn local nobles, Lin Feng is not ready to continue to tolerate them.
"I haven't recognized the reality until now, but don't blame me for being ruthless, hum, 'Fight the local tyrants, divide the land!' I can't say it, I have to use it here." When Lin Feng decided to accept those refugees, he had already thought of a way to settle them.
Of course, Lin Feng himself was a hereditary nobleman, and it was impossible for him to copy the "land reform" like in his previous life. Anyway, when he digs up other people's foundations, he also has to prevent others from digging his wall foot, "It is better to divide the fields and divide the people, and to fight the local tyrants, you must also control the scope well, so as not to affect the rest of the Golden Rose Marquisate." โ
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Chuikov Fudy and his wife and children were sitting around a huge campfire, each with a bowl of thick porridge in their hands, a food that had previously been eaten only by the lowest servants in the Chuikov family, but now, even his sons and daughters, ate with relish.
Perhaps it was the fear that the hungry refugees would eat too much at once and kill a few, or perhaps the Marquis of the Golden Rose would not be able to produce more oats, but Chuikov noticed that every refugee admitted to the camp, whether an adult or a child, was allowed to eat only one bowl of porridge.
Even if someone tried to eat more and occupy more, in front of the heavily armed soldiers, they were all "persuaded to retreat", if someone could not see clearly and continued to pester, the light one would be whipped a few times, and the heavy one would be thrown out of the camp.
"'The heart is not enough to swallow the elephant!' I accepted and took in these refugees, and the ultimate goal was to transform them into loyal subjects of the Marquis of the Golden Rose, rather than preparing to raise them as 'noble lords', so from the first day I entered the refugee camp, I had to make them aware of this!"
Lin Feng explained to Tailanya beside him, "You know, among these people, there are many complicated identities before, if someone takes my rescue for granted, then there will definitely be people who want me to restore their noble treatment, and even seek a new territory that matches their previous identity with me!?"
Tyranya stretched out her right hand and stroked Liya's neck feathers, allowing her to fly smoothly beside Terge, at this time, she and Lin Feng were hovering above the camp, looking at the busy soldiers below, she didn't say anything after listening to Lin Feng's words, however, it could be seen from her expression that she was also in a very happy mood now, after all, Lin Feng's words, he would not say to anyone else except her.
After Chuikov and the others had finished eating a bowl of wheat porridge, the head of the camp had two soldiers carry the bulletin board he had prepared to the central clearing of the camp, with several waterproof pieces of parchment nailed to both sides of it, and on which the lingua franca of humanity was written.
A clerk-like man in civilian clothes, he borrowed his iron shield from the soldier guarding the bulletin board, and with the knock of "bang bang", the refugees who had already eaten the porridge were attracted by him, and smiled apologetically at the soldier who borrowed his shield, and he returned the iron shield to the guard.
"Venerable Marquis of the Golden Rose, it is he who established this refugee camp, and he is also the one who provides you with enough food to keep you alive, but even the most benevolent nobleman cannot provide you with free food and shelter for a long time, that kind of thing, no one can do it except God!"
"So, now, you have a choice: whether to continue as a refugee with nothing, or to make up your mind to leave your old identity behind and start a new life in a new land on your own!"
"On this bulletin board, it is the opportunity provided by the Venerable Marquis of the Golden Rose for you, as long as you have those skills listed above, well, even if there is only one, then, you can sign up under the relevant columns, as long as you pass the assessment, you can leave this refugee camp, take your immediate family, and start a new life!"
"Of course, if some of the above skills are not good at it, then it doesn't matter, as long as you are willing to learn, the Venerable Marquis of the Golden Rose can provide you with this opportunity to learn, well, a three-month apprenticeship, which is also the maximum period you are allowed to stay in the refugee camp. Finally, a friendly reminder, please cherish these three months, those who overdue, will definitely be expelled. โ
By the time he had finished speaking, next to the bulletin board, several rough and sturdy wooden tables and tables had been set up by several soldiers. Of course, the clerk remained next to the bulletin board, looking at him, ready to give explanations to refugees who could not read the bulletin.
Chuikov comforted his wife and told her to stay with her children in front of the warm campfire, while he himself squeezed towards the bulletin board, skipping the artisan pens that required special skills, and only stopping for a moment on the notice recruiting farmers.
"This can be used as a last resort, if there is nothing else I can do, then, in order to support my wife and children, I can only and must, learn to take care of the crops!"
Chuikov thought clearly, "Just like the man just said, that Marquis of the Golden Rose, he can't raise so many refugees for nothing, and it's impossible that because I used to be a baron, he will open up to me!"
After looking at the front of the billboard, he was a little disappointed, and pressed his nervousness, he turned to the back of the billboard, and immediately, he was attracted by the three big words on the first parchment - "civil servant".
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