The Great Camp of the North.

Lian Zhan Lian Jie has made the northern army abundant, and the old tent has now been replaced with new clothes, and the appearance has become white, and the gold utensils and precious oil paintings are displayed inside. The flames of the charcoal basin warmed the room, and each lord held a jeweled wine glass. The scene is like a party and dinner in the palace. But unlike the nobles of the imperial palace, the lords of the northern realm do not have the habit of arrogance and lasciviousness, but now and in the future...... No one dares to guarantee it.

In the center of the round table is a large map of Kislev. Rhodes just frowned, the war has developed so far, it seems that the Northern Coalition Army has won successive battles, however, these are all small battles, and what has been eliminated is just some vanguard and miscellaneous armies under Katarina. The real main forces - the regular Kislev Corps, the Shooting Corps, have not been eliminated. And, according to reliable sources, the Ice Queen gathered a legion of gigantic size in the south. The size of this corps will be unprecedented. Probably twice or three times as many as the Northern Coalition forces. That's what worries Rod, and what worries him even more is Dennis's current situation.

With every victory of the Northern Army, Dennis's situation became one point more dangerous. It's like a double-edged sword, no matter how you grasp it, you can't do it perfectly.

There was a light-hearted whistle outside the tent, and everyone turned to look at a dwarf who was only the height of a child.

"Alves, why are you here? Aren't you supposed to be in charge of the castle at Blackhammer ......?"

"Ah, I should have been at Blackhammer, I should have been at Blackhammer. But I can't handle how many prisoners you send to the rear every day. ”

Alves blinked. Rod immediately knew what the little man was here for. Some things are beyond his purview. So I had to go to the front line to discuss in person.

"I can't do it, it's just a bunch of captives. ”

Lord Börtner said disdainfully.

"Have you seen thousands of captives driven to the rear? And you can't beat and scold, you have to eat and drink every day. Oh, who's who's the captive?"

Alves immediately retorted, and Bertner, even though he disdained the little dwarf, was momentarily speechless.

"The King of the North is too powerful, too powerful. With a steady stream of victories, how can I settle these thousands of outsiders?"

Alves said, walking straight to his chair and climbing up, taking a seat on an equal footing with several Northern Lords. When everyone saw that Rhodes did not squeak, they could only acquiesce. Everyone knows the relationship between this little dwarf and Rhodes, and it is a pair of old iron.

"This armor is good. ”

Rod pointed to Alves' breastplate and deliberately diverted the subject.

"Of course. The front line is very dangerous, so I have to protect myself. ”

Alves rolled his eyes and poured himself a drink.

"Captives can make them farmers, and there are large tracts of land in the north that no one cultivates......"

The words of Celta, the head of the Norsca, broke the silence. However, before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Alves-

"Give the land to these soldiers for free? So, what will the natives think? They came to attack us, killed our husbands and children, and now, lay down their arms and get free land? Not to mention, some of these people are not farmers, they don't even know how to farm. The devil knows where these people will go when they leave the cage, and maybe they will continue to return to the south, to their homeland. In the coming year, become our new enemy?"

"So, what about the distribution to the Great Wall? We are not planning to rebuild the Great Wall, and we just don't have manpower. "Ju Library

Lord Deguel squinted his eyes and suggested.

"Good idea. But what is the difference between this and raising an army? I am in charge of economic construction in the rear, providing you with war materials, food and grass, and an army of tens of thousands of people has dragged the northern border to exhaustion. Now that a troop of prisoners of war is going north to rebuild the Great Wall, should I send a part of the convoy north to deliver food and supplies to these prisoner of war workers? You know, the land around the Great Wall has long been deserted, and the captives can't be allowed to graze, right?"

Alves raised an eyebrow.

With that, he poured himself another glass of wine and drank it with a grunt. looked at everyone present as if nothing had happened.

"Don't look at me like that, you are all heroes, you are fighting on the front lines, fighting for this country, for the people of this country. Shed blood and sacrifice for them. And I, I don't know how to fight. Thanks to the love of Lord Rhodes, King of the North, I became the steward. I'm sorry, but I'm just telling you something tricky. ”

Everyone was silent, but Rod was the only one who could hear the charm. Alves is not without a solution, he has come to ask for more power from himself. Asking for the right to dispose of this kind of thing is not something that can be solved by going back and forth with letters on paper, so he came in person. Asked in person. After all, Rhodes was not alone in the North, and the lords were only loyal to him and obeyed his leadership. However, specific matters still need the consent of everyone to be effective.

"Alves, I know you have a way. You are the steward of Blackhammer. In my absence, you are responsible for helping me manage the affairs of the castle. I know that's not a problem for you. ”

Rod stared at Alves. That gaze could only be grasped by the two of them.

Alves smiled, "However, this matter is very important, and I still have to inform you of it." ”

"Tell us what you think. ”

Lord Jiger said with a calm face.

"Okay, let me elaborate. ”

Alves said, his little eyes sweeping over the crowd—

"The problem of captives is especially acute, because you demand that the health and life of the captives be guaranteed, so it is certainly not possible to let them rot and die. But so many men huddled together, eating and drinking for nothing every day is not a solution. Their gender meant that they couldn't even go to a brothel. And the civilians everywhere are watching to see what we do with these prisoners of war, for them, these soldiers from the south of Kislev are guilty people, they join the Southern army, whether they kill or not, in the eyes of the people of the north, they are executioners. Therefore, it is certainly not possible to deal with these people in the same way as ordinary refugees. ”

"My idea is to divide them and send some of them to various mines to do hard labor for a period ranging from one year to several years, and if they do well, they can be released early, and let them choose whether to settle in the north or return to their hometowns. In a few years, I think this war is long over. In addition, some of them were sold overseas as slaves to reduce daily food consumption. Some were also sent to Errengrad. The city is now in ruins, many workshops need manpower, and the port docks need workers. These prisoners of war are all strong men and are good laborers. ”

Alves was interrupted by Rod in the middle of his sentence.

"The first and third recommendations are good. However, I disagree with the second suggestion. ”

Rod straightened up and leaned his hands against the table.

"Sold as slaves? If so, who will want to drop their weapons and surrender in the future? Everyone knows that being sold as slaves abroad is a terrible thing, and it is almost impossible to come back alive in their lifetime. The life of a slave is a life of loss of freedom, and the harsh living conditions will kill people within two years. If so, it is better to kill them on the battlefield. ”

"Also, Mrs. Kishley does not sell Mrs. Keithrie, and there is now a craze all over the South, where civilians call us liberators. If we sell our captives as slaves, then what is the name of the liberators? If we sell our captives to slave owners in other countries, what is the difference between us and the marauders?"

Rod said solemnly.

Alves pursed his lips, and these words made him feel out Rod's bottom line. I also know what I can and can't do in my next job.