"Yes, in this world, there is always a shortage of people who are lazy and want to get something for nothing!"
Abagong was indignant. The natives were precarious and their lives were in danger. They didn't consider the future at all and just took it one day at a time, so there was no psychological pressure at all when they robbed.
These indigenous people not only rob humans, but also rob other indigenous tribes. They are like locusts, which is extremely annoying.
"How to deal with it?"
Downton has no hope at all for the ideological heights of the natives. In fact, the behavior and cognition of these guys are no different from wild beasts. Unless they undergo a hundred years of education and transformation, they will remain the same.
Elites like Bloodmaul are entirely due to the teachings of the prophets in the tribe.
"The dwarf Blackhand rides a battleship to patrol the country to deal with regional emergencies. The troll Su Ya is stationed in the free trade zone to intimidate everyone. The tauren Batty was originally an instructor, training the regular army, but a heavy snowstorm broke out.
After that, he immediately led his guards to inspect the border and garrisoned it himself, while Thiessen followed the Blood Hammer to wipe out the bandits in the Dragon Hills!"
Abagong introduced the generals under Downton's command and the deployment of the troops.
"sorry to bother you!"
Downton asked the maid to give the green goblin a cup of tea. Now he is not only the finance minister, but also takes care of national defense. It can be said that he has an overview of the national situation.
"It is my honor to serve my master!"
Abagong knelt down on one knee and shouted slogans.
"continue!"
Downton sighed in his heart. He still didn't have a marshal-level general who could take charge of one side. Even if he was a black hand, he would be most suitable as a leader of ten thousand people to charge into battle.
"Although there are so many robbers, they have not affected the development of the free trade zone. Moreover, because of this snowstorm, the hilly natives are worried that the winter will be difficult, so they all take out the goods at the bottom of the boxes in exchange for winter items. It is expected that taxes will increase by 30%.
!”
Abagong smiled, like a wild cat who successfully stole a star.
“Does this count as making money from refugees?”
Downton was speechless.
"Master, you should think so. Without our cotton-padded clothes and food, they would have no choice but to freeze to death in a shabby nest holding those goods. Therefore, you are simply a savior to them."
Abagong never forgets to flatter him.
"Ask Thiessen to come back and hand over all the bandit groups composed of hilly natives and Sunset Grassland orcs to Bloodmaul to eliminate. In the human area, let Su Ya take charge. Be careful not to use all elite soldiers, but use a mixture of them.
For the Corps, I don’t ask for speed, but I want to focus on troop training.”
Downton wrote the order and asked casually, "Is Bloodmaul derelict in his duties?"
"No, that guy is more ruthless than us. All the bandits he encounters will be beheaded. After asking for the tribe's address, he will lead troops to suppress it. In the past, only men were killed. Women and children would be brought back.
Used as slaves. However, with the arrival of the blizzard, various tribes were in shortage of supplies, and even women and children began to be killed."
Abagong reports.
"The desire to kill is too serious!"
Downton shook his head. The living habits of the indigenous people determined that they had no other racial concepts other than tribes, so they slaughtered without any pressure. "Tell Bloodmaul, don't kill any more except the robbers. Give me those women and children."
Bring him back and I will pay him a commission based on his head."
"Master, Bloodmaul has sworn allegiance to you a long time ago. He is your oxen and horses. Why do you still need to pay him? If you just say something, he will do it!"
Abagong proposed, "If he refuses, we will kill him and change a new spokesperson!"
"Actually, I don't care if Bloodmaul rebels. Those gold coins are not for him. If you want the horse to run, you have to feed the horse. I bet that if I don't pay, those slaves who are caught will die.
a lot of!"
Downton was too familiar with those tricks. The natives would definitely kill most of them in order to reduce the burden, leaving only a few people to cross paths with. Anyway, there were as many excuses as freezing to death or missing.
"Okay, but Master, I don't recommend you to use indigenous slaves!"
Abagong wrote down the order, but after hesitating, he decided to put forward his opinion.
"reason!"
Downton took a sip of black tea and frowned slightly.
"Master, is it too cold? I'll change it for you!"
A maid immediately took a few steps forward, leaned down, and asked with concern on her face. This action caused her breasts to drop, exposing a deep cleavage to Downton's view.
The other maids glanced over subconsciously. They were not stupid and knew that their colleagues were seducing Downton.
"Get out!"
Downton glanced at it with a stern expression.
The maid, who was shaking her body slightly and making her breasts sway, was stunned for a moment, thinking she heard wrongly.
"Get out, don't let me say it a second time!"
Downton's voice became stern.
The maid's face was pale and she was about to cry, but she still endured it. After bowing to apologize, she quickly turned and left because she had already seen Abagong's expression becoming fierce. If she didn't leave, she would be dragged away by the guards.
In fact, this is the best result. It would be miserable if he was kicked out of the palace.
"Don't disturb me when I'm doing my work in the future, otherwise you'll be like that maid and will never be allowed to enter my office again."
Downton's sharp eyes swept over these maids wearing translucent shirts.
"As you command, Master!"
The maids lowered their heads and responded quickly. This action caused pairs of breasts to sway, creating a seductive arc.
"continue!"
Downton stared intently.
"With all due respect, there is no shortage of labor in the country. The strong development of Frankfurt has attracted refugees from many surrounding countries. I asked the border guards to arrest them all and send them all to the mines."
Abagon was very proud, "I told them that as long as they work for three years, they will be given the opportunity to be citizens of Frankfurt, so they are working hard!"
"well done!"
Downton praised that the most important thing for a country is its population. In the past, Frankfurt was unattractive. Even if it had, with its meager national power, it could not afford to feed the refugees, but it is different now. The piled treasury makes Ah
Bagong has the confidence to attract refugees. He even opens the door to convenience.
"Don't oppress too hard, give those refugees some salary, and don't wait for three years, select ten hard-working refugees every month and give them national status!"
Downton perfected Abagon's policy.
"I, Di Polo, did you teach him these?"
The god of cheapness was surprised. Downton was simply too 'bad'. Just such a reward system would mobilize the enthusiasm of the refugees and increase production several times. Although three years is not a long time, it is still compared to ten free people per month.
The quota is completely unattractive.
"My great Homer is the most outstanding mentor!"
Homer snorted, very proud, and very satisfied with Downton's performance.
"Well, so. With these huge groups of refugees and foreign labor, we have absolutely no need for the indigenous people."
Abagong complained, "Those natives eat too much and are too lazy. They don't work hard without whips. Moreover, if they are beaten too hard, they will riot. The price/performance ratio is completely inappropriate."
There are still some troubles that Abagong didn't mention. The language barrier is a big problem. So some small things can turn into fights. After all, the natives from the Dragon Hills are wild and untamable. They prefer to use their fists instead of reasoning.
say.
"Then recruit translators and hire tribal shamans to serve as guards!" Downton emphasized. "In any case, these slaves must stay, and after five years of work, they will be given national status!"
“This is a good idea!”
Abagun's eyes lit up. The natives listened to the shaman's words the most, "But if those prophets see us mistreating the natives, it might cause even greater trouble."
"Who asked you to abuse them?" Downton rolled his eyes, "Moderate oppression is enough. I didn't ask you to squeeze out all their blood and sweat. As for the shamans, you can bribe them and transfer their positions regularly.
, don’t let them stay in one place for too long and get acquainted with the indigenous workers!”
"This guy Downton is simply a born capitalist!"
The cheap god curled his lips.
"Master, why do you insist on these natives?"
Abagong was puzzled.
"There are so many indigenous people. As they live in the human country and come into contact with human civilization, they will become civilized sooner or later. When racial consciousness and independence awaken, what are you going to do? Direct bloody suppression? Can you kill them all?"
Downton asked rhetorically.
"Never finish killing!"
Abagong shook his head. Although the statistics are incomplete, there are at least hundreds of millions of indigenous people living in the rolling hills and mountains.
"So, we have to assimilate them from childhood, not only on the first generation, but on the second generation. I believe that sooner or later they will forget the concept of race!"
"Master is wise!"
Abagon shouted, but Downton himself was not sure. Will humans identify with the indigenous people? Will they recognize these inferior races as compatriots?
"Only time will tell!" Downton lamented, and then emphasized, "However, the bandits must be suppressed bloodyly. All those involved will be reduced to slaves. I want them to know that they dare to attack my free trade zone.
You have to pay the price with your life!"
"Master, several large tribal forces have sent tributes and letters of surrender, eager to get your protection!"
As Abagong opened his mouth, a maid hurriedly handed over the documents.
"Um!"
Downton was not surprised. With the free trade zone in full swing, some undecided natives, or those who didn't know anything about Frankfurt, began to choose to submit.
Downton had already anticipated Bloodmaul's bloody performance. In the aboriginal society, the ogre chief was a representative of some vested interests. In order to maintain his current status, he even had to climb higher. He not only had to suppress the bandits, but also
We also need to fight against hostile classes.
"Currently, the largest tribe is Su Ya's troll tribe!"
Abagong must have accepted Su Ya's favor, otherwise he wouldn't have spoken for him.
"Oh, he said he would go back to the tribe to find people. It seems like he gained a lot?"
Downton nodded. As for Abagon's little thoughts, he didn't care. He wanted to know that his subordinates were divided into several forces and competed with each other.
"Yes, those trolls are so powerful. They all use javelins and can hit any target within a maximum distance of 800 yards. They are fierce in combat. It is said that they are the survivors of the thousand-year-old troll empire!"