My Players Are So Fierce – Handsome dog Frank
Chapter 1233 - 417. Basic labor force +60,000, at this rate Murphy is going to get rich overnight.

Chapter 1233: 417. Basic labor force +60,000, at this rate Murphy is going to get rich overnight.

The military observer group from the Goldenrod Kingdom set off in a grand procession, and the Dwarf Marshal courteously notified Morphy in advance of his own troop’s departure. His intention was to give the cunning Morphy time to prepare for receiving ten thousand Armed Blood Servants and fifty thousand riffraff along with all the scum from the East Prussia Region prisons.

Although it was the same action, Marshal Loren, the youthful dwarf over seventy, clearly wasn’t as shameless as the politicians from the north.

Even though he had never been friends with the Transylvania People, he himself felt that what he was doing was a bit underhanded.

He thought his notice would make Morphy furious, but unexpectedly, the reply in the Calculating Pearl was remarkably calm, even containing pleasure and anticipation... This made Marshal Loren wonder if Morphy had gone mad from the pressure of his governorship.

Given the current situation in Transylvania, what could a Vampire Governor be happy about?

Shouldn’t he be desperately searching for a way out before conflicts erupt?

Marshal Loren was at a loss regarding this matter, but he didn’t understand the significance of the "labor force" he had sent for Transylvania on all levels.

Morphy and his administrative body had been troubled by a lack of manpower for a long time.

Although the addition of Moutain People and refugees had eased the situation, these people, who "admired the King’s culture and had come willingly," were considered prime targets by Morphy and Milian, and they certainly were not willing to throw them into the Dark Baron Territory to dig pits or to send them to build the great highway from Count Cadman’s Domain to Xike Territory.

As the time of the Black Disaster approached, Morphy now urgently needed a batch of "consumables."

And just then, Marshal Loren sent Governor the very thing he needed the most, and in one go, he sent sixty thousand people!

What does that mean?

Even considering the trench near the Polluted Swamp in the Dark Baron Territory, where every day twenty or so people died, the arrival of this batch of consumables would be enough for Morphy to hold out until the Maginot Line was built and they were transferred to the great work of road building.

The Stonemason Association would gain enough basic labor, and as long as Old Chen and his two Disciples were cruel enough, the construction work they were fully responsible for would advance by leaps and bounds.

However, Professor Chen, after all, was an intellectual; a kind heart who could not bear to witness the cruel exploitation of humans by humans.

Therefore, the Dust Beaters and the brick carriers never let Old Chen go to the Dark Baron Territory, lest the sentimental old man see the front-line scene where people were treated like animals and feel sorrow.

However, Morphy and Milian’s tacit approval of the front-line conduct unintentionally led to an unexpected result.

According to the secret reports from Adel’s subordinates, the Gnolls digging trenches at the front, upon seeing the dispatched humans working the same jobs and receiving the same treatment, actually became more cooperative and more submissive.

Some of the Gnoll clan leaders had begun to believe Morphy’s initial promise, thinking that Governor Morphy would treat all races "equally" within his domain!

See, this vampire even treats humans so harshly, and ever since the Crimson Castle was established, members of the Blood Vulture Clan have been stringently pursuing traitors.

Therefore, Sir Morphy would never allow the existence of any superior race in his territory.

This report once caused Morphy a great deal of distress.

Although he was pleased with the situation, the Vampire Governor still couldn’t help wanting to ask those Gnolls, "Do you guys have a bit of a misunderstanding about ’equality’?"

Oh, we’re not talking about equal welfare here, but equal punishment, right?

Your demands for a sad life are indeed very low; isn’t this description a perfect depiction of the word "sad"? Fortunately, Gnolls are not too bright. If it had been Hog, that sycophant, he would be singing praises to Morphy right now.

In any case, after a series of arrangements that Marshal Loren completely failed to understand, three days went by in a flash.

When Colonel Fraser, leading the main officers of the military observer group, along with his own complex army entered Transylvania, they encountered the personnel from the Crimson Castle coming to receive the prisoners at a newly constructed relay station near the border between Xike Territory and Andma Hills.

There were quite a few people who came, roughly several hundred at a glance.

The few dozen imposing and stern Winged Cavalry at the forefront made all the young officers of the Pioneer Army take notice. Although not everyone here had participated in the battle of Westerburg more than two years ago, they had heard of these Winged Cavalry that had almost mentally broken Marshal Loren.

Colonel Fraser observed even more.

He noticed the somewhat naive vigor of these Winged Cavalry, which indicated that they were all recruits. In other words, the Winged Cavalry had already begun to rebuild.

For the Pioneer Army, this wasn’t good news.

Colonel Fraser, who had personally been involved in the battle of Westerburg, knew that once these fellows regained their vitality, the grudge between them and the Pioneer Army would be brought up again on a daily basis.

"I salute you! My lord."

The man who had officially been appointed as Transylvania’s Military Commissioner, General Maxim of the People’s Army, rode forward solemnly and said to Colonel Fraser:

"On behalf of Governor Morphy and Governor Milian, I welcome you all to Transylvania to assist us with the Black Disaster. We have already selected several locations for your barracks..."