My Players Are So Fierce – Handsome dog Frank
Chapter 1235 - 417. Basic labor force +60000, if this continues, Murphy is going to get rich overnight_3

Chapter 1235: 417. Basic labor force +60000, if this continues, Murphy is going to get rich overnight_3

I was one of the few remaining officers left, and the bastards from the Goldenrod Kingdom were clearly planning to purge us, but thanks to the Midnight Mother, we were eventually able to return to our homeland.

I heard that the Third Brigade had suffered the same fate.

In the POW camps, those shameless bastards would remind us of our encounters in the Great Wilderness, saying how merciful they were for not taking our lives.

They claimed to be the embodiment of "civilization."

"Damn it!"

"We failed, and this is the fate of the defeated."

Colonel Flanders remained silent for a moment before saying softly,

"You have returned, signifying the end of your long suffering. I must tell you with heartfelt relief that Governor Morphy of Transylvania is a unique vampire. Under his ruling, we might not achieve the life we desire, but I can assure you that you will not face discrimination or abuse in your homeland.

I, along with a few other retired officers, have established the ’Transylvania Veterans Guild,’ a semi-official civilian organization. The administrative office has allocated enough resources for us to arrange for the future lives and destinations of our brothers.

Major William, I am now formally inviting you to join us. Our brothers have already shed blood for their homeland; we cannot allow them to shed tears any longer.

Of course, the work you have to shoulder afterwards is still burdensome.

The Cadman People’s Army is currently recruiting qualified soldiers. You will be responsible for selecting enough elite troops from the current 7,000 men under your command to be transferred into the ranks of the People’s Army.

You will also need to allocate 1,500 people to become militiamen guarding various villages and cities, and the rest of the brothers will be discharged.

Those with families will go back to them, and those without families will be dispersed and integrated into various collective farms, or follow the newly organized Dark Baron Territory Pioneers to the south to build our own villages and cities by hand.

I have already obtained authorization from His Excellency the Governor!

As long as we can manage it, we can have our home again! His Excellency the Governor even personally named our future territory.

He named it ’Dalong County.’

I don’t know what that means, but I believe the name is filled with blessings for us."

"South?"

Major William, carried on the back, paused for a moment, unintentionally lowering his tone,

"But the Black Disaster..."

"We can’t escape it, William,"

Colonel Flanders said softly,

"Unless you want to abandon your roots again and live a rootless life, after experiencing all that has happened before, would you still make such a choice?

I believe, even if we have to die, we should die in our homeland! This is the last dignity for those of us who can no longer keep up with the times.

What do you think?"

The major, now very tired and just wanting to rest, remained silent, and the junior officers around him also raised no objections.

Anyway, things had already gone so badly, how much worse could they possibly get?

Their side’s reception could be described as a peaceful handover, but the situation with the fifty thousand Border Defense Force troops aided by the Goldenrod Kingdom to Transylvania was not so easy to describe.

The ranks of fifty thousand stretched across the grasslands of Xike Territory like a looming tide of darkness. Even without weapons, the sheer number of these people was enough to cause a large-scale chaos after being disbanded. Thankfully, the military observation group’s officers had some sense and didn’t immediately release these fellows upon entering Transylvania.

A few officers specifically responsible for escorting these "consumables" reluctantly handed over the muster rolls to Professor Malcolm, who was representing the administrative office to receive the aid.

The Professor didn’t spend time exchanging pleasantries with the people from the Goldenrod Kingdom. After receiving the muster rolls, he returned to his side and while flipping through the rolls, said:

"The information collection of the Exploration Corps is very sloppy; they didn’t register the personal skills of these Border Defense Force soldiers, which means you’ll have to find a way to recruit the needed manpower on your own.

This is fifty thousand people, not something that can be done momentarily. My advice is to disperse them..."

"No need for such trouble, Professor."

A representative from the Stonemason Association, Stick Brother, waved his hand dismissively and said:

"We’re about to start construction on two major roads from Crimson Castle directly to the south and north. According to Old Chen’s calculations, to complete them within three months without professional tools, at least thirty thousand laborers need to work overtime.

My suggestion is to split them up right here.

First, organize them into groups of twenty as basic laborers. If anyone has any skills, it will naturally come to light once they are on the construction site.

I’ve brought twenty foremen; each of us can take three hundred people."

"We need all the veterans with artillery experience!"

Tiger Leopard Riders Lin, representing the Crimson Hammer Sickle Group of the People’s Army, also shouted loudly:

"Stick Brother said, take all the valuable people first, then slowly reform them."

"Alright, alright, you pick first."

Stick Brother shrugged and said:

"Once you’ve chosen, I’ll take the people."

"But that means they have to stay here."

Professor Malcolm frowned and said:

"This is a scale of fifty thousand people, temporary accommodations and such."

"Why don’t they build their own POW camp right here?"

Stick Brother looked up at the sky, as expected, saw the Spirit Vulture Reveno soaring in the sky, indicating that Sir Morphy was watching over this place.

With a sidelong glance, he said:

"With so many people, one brick per person could build a town. This is the first aid order. If they’re unwilling to do even this small task, then it means there’s no need to keep this as a façade, right?

Aren’t the Winged Cavalry under the Valande Knight just a kilometer away waiting for orders?

To be honest, I kind of hope to see these guys start a riot. Truly, Barbarians have always feared might more than moral virtue, so the ancient wisdom of the ’rod of terror’ is necessary in any era."