Jin Ling and the others stayed in the barracks for one night and had nothing to do all night. The next day, the soldiers continued to hand over and transfer, and by noon, most of them had already left. Only about 30 people were left to put the finishing touches up. By the time lunch had passed, this part of the population had also left.

Now, in a huge military camp, there are only about a dozen people in Jin Ling's team, and it is suddenly empty, and it is a little chilling.

After being the captain for a month, I started to have some captains. Jin Ling methodically began to rectify this military camp. Originally, this military camp was called the first battalion of the Lingshan Garrison Army, but he felt that this name was not powerful enough, so he changed the name and changed it to Longling Camp.

The dragon naturally takes the meaning of being powerful and unparalleled, and it also has the meaning of a thunder dragon. The character Ling is taken from his own name. When everyone saw his enthusiastic appearance, they didn't dare to ruin his interest, so they had to agree.

Jin Ling found pen and ink, a large piece of door panel, and wrote the four big characters "Longling Camp" in a big way, and hung it on the gate. After doing this, take the beans and wander around. In less than half a day, he explored some of the fortifications around the camp and the traps that were specially designed to deal with the demonic beasts in the direction of Lingshan. I made a small map for everyone to remember and not to step on their own traps.

Then, count military supplies. Xu Biao, a former military member of the Longling camp, was to withdraw with the remaining men and horses as planned. Some of the inconvenient equipment and surplus food in the camp were sold to the team at a price. Defensive crossbow arrows and fortifications and other things that were originally going to be dismantled and transported away were also forcibly left behind by Jin Ling. Zhu Biao originally wanted to express some objections, but it can be seen that Shan Ran was about to ask for the city lord token again, so he had to admit it with a bitter face. It's okay, anyway, there's the city lord on the top of the tank. He was not afraid of being reprimanded by the officials when he went back.

Then there's the assignment of tasks. The first priority is safety, so send people to stand guard at all times. Because of the lack of manpower, although there are four watchtowers around, only two people can be assigned to stand guard. Except for the four women who did not participate in the night guard and only stood during the day, the other six people took over the night duty every day. Sun Yuan, if he doesn't participate in the sentry, Hui Wei is actually not a member of the third squad, just Jin Ling's personal Xianshi staff, and there is no need to contribute to the task of Xiancun.

His task was to stay in the spacious staff room established every day, integrate intelligence, and give advice to Jin Ling.

Everyone had horses and brought their own clothes. There are wells, and eating is not a problem. As there are so many rooms, a separate room per person is a must. It can be said that life is quite convenient.

However, since it was a military retreat, the place was still relatively chaotic, full of messy and dirty things left behind by the retreat. After cleaning for a long time, I only cleaned a little place, and several people were too tired.

"Mom. I can't. The fat man Yang Lixuan collapsed weakly on the edge of the stable, sticking out his tongue.

Jin Ling finally understood why the immortals in the Immortal Village Juying Building were unwilling to do some things that mortals could undertake. Immortals just have strength, especially in terms of immortal power, they are much stronger than ordinary people, and their physical condition is much better.

But immortals are also human beings, and they do have a kind of superiority mentality. Often when doing some ordinary cleaning, kitchen and bathroom, and sentry duty, the psychological fatigue is the same as that of mortals. In other words, in terms of psychological state and quality, immortals, especially junior immortals, are no different from mortals.

The fall of many immortals is not because of the problem of immortal strength and physical fitness, but because of their psychological fall. They are not afraid of competing with others, bloody and bloody, but afraid of complicated and tasteless worldly duties.

What's more, this particular camp is too big for a ten-person team!

The team members complained bitterly. Finally, Yang Lixuan couldn't help it, and brought out Sun Yuan, who had always stayed in the staff room to write and paint, and asked him to work.

"I'm a senior shackler, a staff officer, so I don't do this kind of work that only subordinates do. Sun Yuan rolled his eyes and pointed to his head, "Dude is using here to make a living, do you understand, do you understand?"

"Inferior。。。。。。 The work done。。。。。。 Yang Lixuan was furious, "Bah, you are just a subordinate! Your family is a subordinate! With so much work, one more person can do it early, do you understand, do you understand?"

"Stupid!" Sun Yuan flew into a roll of his eyes again, "You can't do people, you can't hire people, hire a mortal, do a day's work, it's only a matter of a few copper yuan!"

Yang Lixuan was choked suddenly, but Jin Ling next to him was greatly inspired, yes, why do you want immortals to do these cleaning and cleaning work. The reason why immortals are immortals is because they are produced and have a higher role.

So, he took Shan Ran and returned to the fairy country, preparing to hire a few mortals to do these chores. The camp was heavily walled, and some of the city's defense equipment was erected again. Even in the face of the attack of the Warcraft, it can last for a while. I left as the captain and walked with peace of mind.

It's not wrong to let Shanran take care of the money, this chick is very sensitive to numbers and mathematics, and her ability to calculate conveniently in the account is far stronger than others. The cost of money and food in the entire Longling camp only took an hour to sort it out. For this reason, Jin Ling simply used him as a tent.

This also made Shan Ran very dissatisfied, and he waved his fist at him many times and said angrily: "I am the prison army!"

The camp to Lingshan Immortal Township is much faster if you run on horseback, only about an hour and a half away. There is a market at the east end of Xianxiang, where people often sell captured foreign slaves, etc., or some people play signs to find a suitable master's home, or some people are looking for something to do here. Over time, it was also nicknamed the slave market.

Jin Ling and the others came here first.

There were many people in the slave market who sold their labor and looked for employers. Most of them are strong men or women who can do household chores. In terms of wages, a man only needs two or three silver coins a month to be hired. In terms of daily wages, it only costs a few copper dollars per day.

After watching it for a long time, I didn't make up my mind. There are many ordinary people who come here to seek work, but most of them are people over the age of thirty or forty, and there is no prospect for development. In a place like Longling's camp, what Jin Ling needs is not just a hired worker who can clean up with some strength, but also someone who has development potential and can help at a critical time.

It doesn't matter if you don't have fairy power, at least you can control those few city defense crossbows or trebuchets.

On a street corner, though, he stopped. There stood six half-grown children in shabby clothes, with a strip of hay sticking up from their necks. This means betraying oneself in the slave market. They were about the same size as Jin Ling. From seven or eight years old to about eleven or twelve years old, they may be due to lack of nutrition, and they all have yellow muscles and thin muscles.

Seeing them stop, one of the children with clear eyes, like their head, hurriedly said, "Lord Immortal, do you need servants? ”

Looking at Jin Ling and the others, they did not express their position, nor did they mean to leave. One of the little girls also mustered up the courage to come up and said, "We are children of Fushan Tong, and we are all orphans. But recently, the good people who funded us have been hit by the disaster of Warcraft, and they have lost their fortunes, and they are no longer able to support us. ”

She was articulate and, though young, did not have any hint of timidity.

Fukuzentang, orphan.

These two words hit Jin Ling's heart hard, making his heart hurt inexplicably. Orphans, they are not orphans, they are two lives, they are both orphans! Without the love of their parents and the support of their brothers and sisters. Those bleak and powerless years, looking at the front of them, are also confused all the way, frost all the way.

Jin Ling knew about this place in Fushan Hall. This is a charity hall dedicated to the adoption of orphans, which was opened by a large local cloth merchant and took in many orphans. He was also called a good man in all parts of the country. Unexpectedly, such a good person suffered from the disaster of Warcraft, and his family property was ruined, which really made people sigh. In other words, it is a pity that he died, and the orphans in the good hall had no one to help.

Jin Ling was hesitating, it wasn't that he didn't want to hire these children, it wasn't that he didn't want to give them a bite to eat. The key is that you have a mission and a mission. He needed someone who could actually do the job, and the foot of the mountain was dangerous. Can these emaciated children be willing to go to that dangerous place?

When they are in danger, when Jin Ling and the others are too busy to take care of themselves, what will they do?

In this immortal country, they are either starving or being bullied, but at the foot of Lingshan, where demonic beasts are rampant, they will die at any time.

He himself didn't dare to guarantee that one day, or just tomorrow, there would be a fierce demonic beast attacking the Long Ling camp. This is the reason why the original Vaban garrison retreated.

"This immortal-sama, really, we can do anything. Seeing that Jin Ling thought about it for a long time, several children were anxious, "Dirty work, hard work, tiring work, we can do it!" Moreover, we, we don't charge wages, as long as we can fill our stomachs, oh no, adults, we don't need to eat enough, as long as we don't starve to death!"

The little girl hesitated for a long time, but finally gritted her teeth and plucked up the courage to say, "My lord, I, I am still young, but as long as you hire us, I, in a few years, can give you and warm your bed。。。。。。 ”

Listening to the mouth of the little girl who was only eleven or twelve years old, saying such words, Jin Ling's heart felt like a heavy hammer. He also gritted his teeth secretly, this cruel world, the cruel rules of the survival game, what has turned people into!

"I can't hire you. Finally, Jin Ling said in a slightly heavy tone. He reached into the bag and took out a few gold dollars, "You can use these money first." Later, if I have the opportunity, I will find a way to help you. ”