"Lord Maxim is so protective! It's unreasonable, but I like it so much! ”

At this time, the girls who were hiding in the courtyard garden of Maxim's temporary office saw with their own eyes the whole process of Maxim's conversation with the northern officer.

After seeing the latter staggering away with frightened cheeks turning white, Xiao Weiming was the first to jump out, waved his fist and said:

"I declare that I am now a glorious Tranian barbarian!"

"You? You're a shrunken teenage monkey savage at best. ”

Lumina also stood up from the garden, and with her left hand easily suppressed the impotent and furious little gunman, she looked at the criminals who were tied to the gallows and were dancing in the wind, and whispered:

"This Maxim is so ruthless! Except for the few guys who were 'chopped' by Xiao Weiming's bullets, they were all still panting when we sent the rest of the scum who had surrendered and begged for mercy.

I thought they would be punished severely, but it turned out that I thought too much and was all sent to the gallows by the vampires.

Not even a decent trial. ”

"Have you been stupid in the civilized world? Don't look at what kind of environment this is, what kind of judgment is needed? ”

Sister Pomegranate next to her pouted and said:

"These thugs have barged into our garrison with knives and injured people with weapons, who dare to do such a thing in the Crimson Keep? This is Maxim here, if it were Lord Murphy, it is estimated that these bastards would not even want to have a whole corpse left, and his astral summons will be able to have a full meal tonight.

Although the Administration has never come up with a law, it is clear that both Master Murphy and Archon Miriam are the kind of ruthless characters who will do anything to maintain order.

And I'll tell you the truth, as far as the 'ruthless work' of the northern Yankees is concerned, if we can't come up with a little tough means on our side, those more than 2,000 criminals alone can stir up the newly stabilized Translancia again. ”

"Yes, considering Big Brother's practice of organizing the residents of the Gulag Hotel into a correctional camp during World War II, I think Maxim's handling is not only not problematic but full of generals.

Maybe it was at the behest of Master Murphy? ”

Lady Water, standing beside the three of them with her great scythe, whispered:

"I still feel guilty for causing all of this because of me, but I didn't expect it to be all in the NPC's calculations. I guess even if there were no 'random events' today, Maxim would definitely find an excuse to trouble this group of North Yankee criminals, which is probably equivalent to a 'killing stick'? ”

"What else do you say?"

Sister Pomegranate dissatisfiedly stretched out her hand and put it on Mrs. Shui's shoulder, and she said in an accentuated tone:

"As the weakest link in our small team, can you find someone to accompany you every time you go out? Also, when are you going to start your Black Iron Trial? ”

"I'm preparing, don't rush."

Mrs. Shui pretended to be pitiful with a bitter face and said:

"But I'm really not good at fighting, and it sounds scary to challenge the elite or something."

"Yes, this challenge is 'terrifying' for a priest of Avalon who can use his bewitching eyes to cast human seduction and control four big men in the blink of an eye."

Sister Pomegranate said in a long voice:

"Don't put it off any longer!

I'll hurry up and pass the trial when I go back this time.,I see your physique of bees and butterflies.,There will be more of this kind of thing in the game in the future.。 Don't really capsize in the gutter one day, I don't want to see a rampaging rich wife maniac with hundreds of bodyguards blocking my door."

"Woman's mouth."

Lady Water shrugged her shoulders and no longer resisted the matter.

The four of them left Maxim's temporary office in the darkness of night, and soon escorted the carriage and the Transnesian exiles summoned by the Batassin Chamber of Commerce out of Batassin and towards the Crimson Keep.

This is the first time to explore the path, and if all goes well, Lady Parin will soon be mobilizing the forces of the Chamber of Commerce to begin recruiting exiles to return home in the Kafhoka region.

For the Pride of the Silver Moon, their connection to this matter has come to an end, but the waves caused by the Water Lady have only just begun. At least in Maxim's view, which Murphy had entrusted with the task of receiving the captives, the matter was far from over.

He returned to his office, only to open the door to find Master Murphy and Lord Kudell sitting in their office chairs, waiting for him.

The loyalists immediately straightened up and greeted His Excellency the Governor.

Murphy waved his hand, glanced down from the window at the bodies of the thugs hanging from the gallows in the backyard, then looked at Maxim, and said:

"I'm hurrying and still haven't caught the first wave of conflict, but now that you've made your decision, I'm guessing you already have a whole set of ways to deal with it, let's hear it."

"Yes, master."

Maxim returned to his desk, took his plan in his hand, looked at it, sorted out his words, and said to Murphy:

"Although the fact that the North Yankees mixed criminals into captives and handed them over to us made me realize that my awareness of the moral bottom line of the officials under the command of the wolf girl was still too high, it did not prevent me from continuing my thoughts.

I'm going to divide the captives first.

Armed Blood Servants are relatively safe to use, and I will have a formal conversation with those Blood Servants, and if they are willing to be used by the clan, then I will arrange a way out for them.

Whether it is a collective farm, an arsenal being built in the Under Armour Hills, or even a recruit for the Cadman People's Army, you can choose from among them.

The rest of the North Yankee thugs are not the labor force we need!

We don't have that much time to correct their minds, and we can't put them close to cities and farmsteads so they don't cause trouble, so I'm going to throw them straight to the Dark Barony.

There they would begin to dig a defensive line of positions facing the filthy swamp.

With more than four months to go before the Plague arrives, if they don't lazy, combined with the rapid construction techniques developed by the Brotherhood of Stonemasons, we can have a strong line of defense before the war breaks out. ”

"So, you're going to use them as cannon fodder? Very deliberate, but too banal. ”

Murphy nodded and commented:

"I've heard from my warriors that they joke that even a used pair of underwear or a piece of toilet paper has a value. Mark, just because these thugs are criminals and scum doesn't mean you can ignore some of the 'shining spots' hidden in them that we can use.

The Crimson Keep is the city we built together, and the rules there are the basic laws that we all agree to adopt, and Transcia will open its arms to anyone who is not welcome.

So my thought was that maybe we could give these thugs who were thrown by their own country like garbage a chance to be human again. ”

The vampire governor looked at Maxim and said:

"Even if they can't be allowed to join the military and official organizations, places like the Blood Rat Gang and Fight Clubs will always need these people who wander the gray area. We may be able to set up a net to 'fish' out all the people who have some skills in this group of scum.

Throw the rest of the tasteless creatures into the swamp and let them dig a pit with the kobolds who Hogg was sending there.

They will use their labor to reform their crooked lives, and use blood and sweat to pay for their previous mistakes.

I know it's going to increase your workload, but we do need to find some talent right now. ”

"I'm willing to take charge of this advancement, master."

Maxim immediately replied:

"But how do we give those thugs a chance? We don't have the manpower to sift through their origins and backgrounds, and Adele's intelligence bureau is just in its infancy."

"There's no need for that complicated screening, Mark."

Kudel, who was standing by the window, turned around and said to Maxim:

"The situation of the thugs sent by the North Yankees is too bad to be worse, and in this case, anyone who wants to escape the gloomy future will try to chase any light that comes before him. So you just need to come up with a selection criterion, and those who have the ability will jump out on their own.

As for those who have the ability but are unwilling to come out in this situation, they either harbor great evil intentions, or they have completely lost hope in life and do not care about the changes in the external situation.

Neither of these two types of people can be used by us, and arranging them to work on the construction site to collect ashes to redeem themselves is the best option. ”

"I guess I understand."

Maxim quickly jotted down this advice in his notebook.

He pondered for a moment, and then said to Murphy and Kudel:

"So, I'll give those bastards a chance to prove their worth, and as long as they can win more than three battles in the fight club, then they can temporarily get rid of their criminal past and truly join our defense against the Black Plague as helpers.

They are convinced that they are good at speaking with their fists, so I'll give them this chance! That doesn't make those guys lose all hope and cause trouble on the construction site.

Through this selection ceremony, the bastards can also know the rules of Translasia, and this land will not disappoint those who have real skills!

We can even make this selection system a long-term solution! ”

Maxim's inspiration seemed to be stimulated, and he closed his notebook and said to Murphy and Kudel, who were looking at him:

"Throw all the thugs into the construction site first, but then hold a 'warrior tryout' twice a month, so that when the plague breaks out, all the available people among them will be picked up after 8-9 tryouts.

When the Plantagenet Kingdom returns the remaining 10,000 Blood Servants, we can continue the system as well.

Then use the set of 'labor points' that have been used by the administrative department to this day to bind! Give the remaining prisoners who can't become warriors a long-term hope, and give them freedom once they reach a certain point limit.

This will not only ensure their enthusiasm for labor, but also make your mercy and majesty sink into their sinful hearts, and even the harshest Blood Knights will not be able to accuse us of the Blood Vulture Clan of being ruthless and disregarding human life in the face of this system.

Combining labor with punishment may be a good way to punish sin. ”

"Very good, I'm very satisfied with your proposal, let's move forward according to your ideas.

I will present this method of management that you have learned on your own to Professor Malcolm, and I am sure he will praise your wisdom and feel that you have really learned from the history lessons he has taught you. ”

Murphy got up and patted Maxim on the shoulder, and he said in a deep voice:

"I've seen your progress, Mark, keep up this momentum and you'll soon be on your own. But there's one last question.

Ritual!

We have been emphasizing the sense of ritual. ”

The vampire lord took a folded note from his bosom and stuffed it into Maxim's hand, saying:

"I've got it ready for you, I'll just read it out later."

Maxim glanced at the text on the note.

He gave a rather strange expression, well, this is a little bit of bad taste on the part of Master Murphy.

——

At nearly midnight, in the makeshift barracks outside the city of Batasin, the Beiyan soldiers who were responsible for escorting the prisoners and prisoners left ahead of schedule, which immediately aroused the curiosity of the more than 6,500 people in the large camp.

Many prisoners, after repeated temptations, felt that their freedom had arrived, so they prepared to escape from the camp and find a good place near Transencia to "get back to their old jobs".

But many more did not move.

Especially the armed blood servants who once belonged to the Blood Vulture Clan, they are very different from these criminals, even if there are no more guards, these blood servants who have been sent back to their hometowns from the bitter cold land of the Great Wilderness have not caused a big mess.

They remained silent in their temporary barracks, praying to midnight and preparing to accept their fate.

Soon, the screams around the camp rang out one after another, and the explosion of musket fire was so terrifying in the darkness of the night that the prisoners who did not escape from the camp in the first place felt terrified.

They finally know that the evacuation of the North does not mean the coming of freedom!

The cunning Transancians were prepared in advance, and the ruthless slaughter that was taking place at night was the first step in making an example.

But to their surprise, not all the criminals who left the camp on their own initiative were killed.

Only a very small fraction of them are actually hung up.

The rest retreated to the camp under the pressure of vampire hunts and bullets from KPA veterans, and the frightened ones gathered before a blinding cloud of light hung high in the night by a psyker.

Under the horrified gaze of the prisoners, Maxim, dressed in heavy armor, with several heads, appeared in front of them against the background of a hundred elite veterans marching in a line.

"Article 13 of the Cadman People's Army Regulations on Wartime Management states that any soldier who leaves the camp without the permission of his superiors will be considered a deserter! For deserters, Transia has always been killed! ”

Maxim's deep voice echoed in the night, and his bloodied head looked oppressive.

And this movement also made many of the Northern prisoners hiding in the barracks poke their heads out to take a look, and they were all concerned about what kind of treatment they would suffer in a foreign land.

Most of these prisoners fit Maxim's perception of criminals, and they exude an unpleasant aura that makes people reluctant to approach, but the vampire's senses make him notice that among those who are secretly observing, there are indeed some people whose breath is obscure.

There were even a few that made him feel the pressure of a pinprick in the face.

"Murphy the host was right! There are big fish hidden in these guys. ”

Mark narrowed his eyes, but he ignored the prying gaze and continued to announce loudly:

"My name is Maxim! I am Baron Lim of the Viceroyalty of Transylasia and the Supreme Commander of the Kadman People's Army, and I will be in charge of receiving and managing you. Please understand that this means that from this moment on, your life and death will be in my hands!

So I hope you will give me the respect I deserve and listen patiently to what I am going to tell you next.

As part of the agreement between the Kingdom of Nordtov to assist in the preparation of the war in Transasia, you will be sent as basic laborers to build war fortifications on the front lines of the Filthy Swamp.

Under the terms currently established by the Scarlet Keep Administration, each of you will need to accumulate 5,000 Labor Points in your work before you can be pardoned and free.

You don't have to worry about what 5,000 labor points mean to you, and someone will explain it to you when you get to the fortification.

Now I'm going to announce to you another piece of news that has a lot to do with the fate of you scumbags!

You'd better listen to me! ”

Mark accentuated his voice and said:

"I'm here tonight to convey to you scum with blood and death the only thing I want to convey is that the Viceroyalty of Translancia will open its arms to all who are capable and worthy.

We don't care who you were in the past, we only care about who you want to be in the future!

The earth beneath your feet represents death and new life, the end and the beginning, and the only difference is how you want to spend the rest of your meaningless life.

Wealth, power, status, or respect from others, whatever you scumbags want, you can find it in Transia.

Governor Murphy has put all these things you are chasing and craving in a place called the 'Fight Club', and if you can get there with your fists, you can cut off the failures of the past.

But I hope you'll be prepared.

The weak and the cowardly will not live long in this land!

So be it!

I'm not interested in talking to you any more, now go back to your barracks, and someone will lead you to where you need to go at dawn.

Of course, you can also try to escape. ”

Maxim paused, and said in a larger voice that could be heard by almost everyone in the barracks:

"As long as you think you're lucky enough to escape from the Vulture Clan's territory! Give it a try, poor worms, and I'll be happy to play this 'lose or die' game with you. ”

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