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Chapter 713 713: Central Scheduling

Chapter 713 Chapter 713: Centered Scheduling

"Now our primary goal is to enable farmers to resume production as soon as possible and strive to catch up with this year's autumn harvest."

Wilson stood up directly and shouted loudly.

Aslan rubbed his temples. He was now outside the main city of Cleveland, at the manor of a certain grand duke. This place had become Aslan's headquarters in the province of Cleveland.

Because the Gwen could travel quickly, Wilson and Essien and other administrative officials were brought over.

Taking up so much territory at once, civil servants alone are not enough to support such a huge territory.

In this regard, we had to recruit knowledgeable people from the local area to help.

The first priority now is to restore food production in the northern provinces. Only when the people get the land and have a real bumper harvest will the people let down their guard and truly love Aslan.

After all, in recent years, the Parliament of Nobles has tormented the people.

"Okay, Wilson will be solely responsible for this matter, and Duke Durandal will cooperate fully." Aslan said weakly.

Duke Durandal subconsciously opened his mouth. He wanted to refuse, but he couldn't find a reason to refuse.

During this period of time, he also visited many ordinary villages and realized how much harm their rule had caused to ordinary people over the years.

As the saying goes, there is no comparison, no harm.

In the past, all villages in the noble territories were like this. Naturally, they did not feel that they existed there. However, after comparing the province of Merlocks, they realized how miserable the people of the Commonwealth Kingdom of Cleveland really were.

"Marquis Aslan, I am already eighty-three years old, so you are not afraid that I will die from exhaustion." Duke Durandal said with a joke.

Aslan said with a grimace: "You should work harder. I'm afraid I'll die young."

For a time, the entire conference room was filled with laughter and laughter.

Artoria and Nomeli glanced at Aslan one more time. In the past week, Aslan had never had an intimate relationship with anyone. He was either at work or on the way to work.

The degree of corruption in the northern provinces far exceeds the expectations of the officials of Merlocks Province. To completely reverse this situation, Aslan must personally take charge of Cleveland Province and take central control.

Aslan only rested for less than four hours a day. Fortunately, he was a dragon slayer and a mentor-level expert. If he were an ordinary person, he would probably be exhausted.

However, Aslan's current condition is not much better either. His face is full of haggardness and his eyes are dark. Whenever he has free time, Aslan can take a nap while sitting down.

Artoria has now completely taken over Aslan's military affairs, and is cooperating with Cromwell to speed up the reorganization of the garrison and the unified army. Among them, a group of the most talented garrison soldiers have been sent back to Basia City to receive super

Soldier training to prepare for future transfer to the unified army.

All the garrison troops originally left behind in the province of Merox were also mobilized, disrupted and reorganized with the garrison troops just collected.

The reorganized First Army and Second Army of the United Army have marched to the border of Buyik Province to confront the noble private army who had just fled.

Compared with the people in the northern provinces, they still have a sense of affection for the royal family. The southern provinces have no such idea at all. They completely follow their respective lords.

If it weren't for the fact that they were not too close to the Kingdom of Cleveland, the Grand Dukes of the southern provinces would have become independent long ago.

Because the southern provinces have long had a sense of independence, their attitude towards the people is much better than that of the nobles in the northern provinces. Moreover, the southern provinces have always been a land of plenty, and even after the drought, the losses were not as great as those in the northern provinces.

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So they still have the strength to fight, but they also have a fatal flaw, which is their industrial backwardness. Compared with the northern nobles who can already produce their own rifles, the southern nobles purchase more than 70% of their rifles from the Maxim Chamber of Commerce.

Therefore, Aslan was not so eager to launch an attack on the southern provinces.

In fact, there is nothing he can do. When he digests the northern provinces, relying on the huge population base of the northern provinces, I believe he will be able to train a large number of grassroots officials.

"With the assistance of the army, we have completed the census of the northern provinces. The current population is only 237,857,467 people." Essien said with a solemn face.

"This is impossible?" The first person to speak out was actually Duke Durandal, an old man who always thought about retirement.

He was very aware of the intensity of the census in Merlox Province, and even dispatched two air wizard brigades, with the purpose of getting the people hiding in the deep mountains and forests to come forward and register.

What really shocked him was the declining population in the northern provinces.

In fact, during the Kingdom of Cleveland, they briefly registered the population of the northern provinces, mainly registering the population of the main city and subordinate towns and villages. As for the people hiding in the mountains and forests, they did not bother to register.

But at that time, the population of their northern provinces was more than 300 million, which was also the key reason why the northern provinces overwhelmed the southern provinces.

Huge population base.

However, just how long had passed, the population had been reduced so much that Duke Durandal, who had long regarded human life as nothing, could not help but tremble.

That's not just hundreds of millions of people, but hundreds of millions of people disappearing.

"When the locust plague occurred, many people in various places were unable to pay the food tax and had to leave with their families. During this period, I don't know how many people starved to death. In addition, a drought broke out later, and more people died. But at this time, the aristocrats in the north and south broke out.

Large-scale war." Essien didn't say what he said next, but Duke Durandal could also understand.

There was no way to avoid natural disasters and man-made disasters, coupled with the continuous war, it was unknown how many people were killed.

Duke Durandal was completely in a state of confusion. He did not expect that in just a few years, hundreds of millions of people would just say no and disappear.

"How is the large-scale population relocation in the main city of Cliff going?" Aslan was not in the mood to care about Duke Durandal's situation, so he rubbed his temples and said.

"The two million immigrants who arrived earlier have left the Cleveland Province and are rushing to Dilan City to take the train back to the Merox Province." Essien replied.

Aslan nodded, and suddenly felt a sense of comfort coming from his temples. At first, Aslan thought it was Nomeli, but when he saw everyone's strange looks, Aslan slowly raised his head, just in time to meet Duke Medea's charming figure.

The faces look at each other.

"I can't help you with things like military and government affairs. I can only do small things within my power." Duke Medea's voice sounded in the conference room. Everyone who looked at her and Aslan quickly lowered their heads, not daring to talk to her.

Look at each other.

"Why don't you bring Vatini and Genarido over to help you?" Duke Medea asked in confusion.


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