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Chapter 220 Human shortage

The sentry tower was started, because each orc peon must have an independent working space, and a sentry tower can allow at most ten peons to work at the same time, so Reggie decided to have seven sentry towers started at the same time.

Reggie knew that the efficiency of orc peons was much higher than that of prisoners of war, so he assigned forty prisoners of war to each guard tower, four times the number of peons.

But the result was very disappointing to Reggie. The work efficiency of the forty prisoners of war was less than half that of the ten hard workers. They could not even do the most basic things such as digging holes, digging soil, and moving earth and rocks. The orcs took on almost all the work.

According to this trend, it will not be completed in half a year, let alone three months.

It was necessary to find a way to establish an incentive mechanism to increase the enthusiasm of the prisoners of war as much as possible. Reggie formulated an order that every month the peons would select a "star prisoner of war" in each sentry tower. The star prisoner of war would regain his freedom and be released.

Returning to Lion Country, who can resist such a temptation?

After a month of trial operation, the incentive mechanism failed.

Because he ignored the tradition of the Lion Kingdom, soldiers must make sacrifices for the interests of the kingdom. To put it more simply, opportunities should be left to the officers first.

Almost all the prisoners agreed on this point, and some soldiers held other opinions. After being persuaded and educated by the officers, these soldiers also made the "correct" choice.

Almost every sentry tower encountered the same situation. The peons selected a "star prisoner of war", and the prisoner would immediately abstain from voting. If selected again, the other party would abstain from voting until the highest-ranking officer was selected.

He became a star prisoner amidst the "support" from everyone.

The prisoners were voluntarily lining up according to their rank, and the "star prisoners of war" did not have any motivating effect. In Chris's words, these soldiers were as hopeless as the ministers of the Lion Kingdom.

If prisoners of war could not be counted on, they could only count on new residents, but agricultural officer Catino had a different opinion.

"Sir, spring plowing has begun. We should not let farmers leave their land anymore, otherwise we will not be able to get the harvest we want next year."

Another agricultural officer, Jabko, supported Reggie's idea: "The matter is not that serious. Some new residents have many children, and it is their obligation to choose some to bear the servitude."

"Sir, you said that there will no longer be corvee labor in Broken Snow City," Catino said. "New residents receive land based on their population. One less person means less harvest."

Jabko frowned and said, "We are here to share your worries, not to make excuses for you."

Giabucco made Reggie a little embarrassed. This kind of person is a typical type who doesn't know how to flatter someone, but insists on flattering him to the end.

Reggie had abolished the corvee system long ago. Even if he asked new residents to build guard towers, it would not be mandatory. He would use high salaries to attract them.

But what Cutino said makes sense. They distributed the land according to the population. If one person is missing, a harvest will be lost. Chris has already taken 900 people. It doesn't seem like a large number, but it also occupies some land outside the city.

One-sixth of the population, and they are all young and middle-aged men with the strongest labor ability. If labor recruitment continues, agriculture will inevitably suffer a heavy blow.

New residents have no idea where to start, so what about the old residents?

There is even less hope for the old residents because they are very busy.

Gunpowder, cement, white phosphorus, glass...all factories involving core technologies can only be managed by old residents. This is the consensus of everyone, because they are the most loyal and reliable. Seventy percent of the residents in the city

They have become pure workers. They control the lifeblood of industry and the future of Broken Snow City.

The population has doubled several times, but it is still in a situation where no one is available. Reggie feels that there may be something wrong with his management model.

Chris comforted Reggie: "You have done a good job, but your fate is destined to make you live in a state of anxiety."

Reggie glared and said, "Why do you say that?"

Chris said: "You are a countryless lord. You have to use the resources of a city to complete the mission of a country. Human and material resources always make you feel stretched. You suffer in anxiety day and night until you die. This is your fate!

"

Reggie sneered: "Don't worry, my life will be longer than yours."

Chris also laughed: "Want to take a gamble? I guess I will live twenty years longer than you."

"Go ahead and have your sweet dream. I will kill you before I die, so I will definitely win."

"Such behavior... is so shameless."

Reggie took out the parchment and wrote down a new purchase list: "I want Old Hill to buy me slaves and two thousand more people..."

"Old Hill is sick," Chris said. "At his age, he is no longer suitable for going to sea for many years."

"Oh my God, he is sick? When did he get sick? What disease did he get? Why do you know and I don't?"

Chris said: "You have too many things to think about. If you have to do everything yourself, believe me, fate will be even crueler to you!"

Reggie went to Old Hill's house. Old Hill's condition was not too bad, but his physical condition was not ideal. In Camilla's words, this old guy could no longer overdraw his life endlessly.

The mission of going to sea is far more complicated than before. The warships of the Lion Kingdom often follow Nipoli's fleet, and they must be prepared for battle every time they go to sea.

Now all the business work has been handed over to Decto. He not only has to ensure the safety of the fleet, but also maintain the business order in the city. He is not such a dedicated person. The status of family in his mind is much higher than career.

, the overload of work makes it possible for him to submit his resignation at any time.

"They need to find someone to help them. Who is more suitable?" Reggie said to himself and looked at Chris.

This time, Chris was not so proactive. He waved his hands repeatedly and said: "Don't ever come to me for this kind of thing. I will take away your gold coins and fly away."

Reggie looked at Chris in surprise, then smiled and said, "Your Highness, are you afraid?"

Old Hill, who was lying on the hospital bed, smiled and said: "He should indeed be afraid. As long as he dares to leave the territory of Shattering Snow City, he will immediately be surrounded by the Kingdom of Ryan, and he will not be able to escape even on the sea."

Reggie touched Chris's hair and said gently: "Don't be afraid, I will protect you forever."

Chris pushed Reggie away and said angrily: "Hurry up and find a suitable person to take over this guy's job. If Decto also falls ill, your life will be difficult."

Old Hill said: "Let the old wizard try it, and Iron Skull, he is also very capable."

"Dora Nor is a good choice," Reggie nodded, "but as for Iron Skull...are you sure he is suitable for business?"

Old Hill smiled and said: "Iron Skull is not suitable for business, but he knows the skills of naval warfare. Sir, our route has become very dangerous. Both the Lion Country and the Golden Eagle Country are waiting for opportunities. You need to establish a military force on Camel Island."

A more powerful navy can ensure trade security."

The navy is also a place where people are employed. Reggie held his forehead and felt dizzy.

On the way back, Reggie asked Chris: "Will you train a navy for me?"

Chris was silent for a long time, stopped and said: "Honestly, I shouldn't refuse your request, nor can I refuse your request. I should help you regardless of circumstances, but I dare not even leave your port.

I may die at any time, you can laugh at me, or you can hate me, if you insist on me..."

"Okay, when did you become so verbose?" Reggie sighed, "Concentrate on training the Third Army. I can think of other ways."

Reggie asked Doranor and Iron Skull to go to Blue Bay to purchase slaves. After taking care of everything for the time being, Reggie went to Hanmaple Fortress and said he was worried about the northern border. In fact, he missed Erwin.

Hanfeng Fortress has undergone great changes. The first batch of refugees have integrated into the fortress. They live in the same house as the soldiers, eat the same food, and take care of their lives in basically the same way.

The Erwin girl married a soldier, and Erwin also let an old lady from the Bayer country run a grocery store.

Of course, the life here still cannot be compared with Suixue City, or even with the residences outside the city.

But everything was moving in a good direction. The streets were cleaned very clean. In addition to the patrolling soldiers, you could occasionally see a few pedestrians. This made Reggie see the vitality of the fortress, and his whole mood became happy.

But after climbing onto the city wall, Reggie's smile disappeared.

"God, what's happening?"

A large number of refugees gathered under the city wall, and the number was much larger than before.

"Erwin, why didn't you tell me this? Don't you know that Shattering Snow City is short of people?"

"I know we lack enough population, so I don't want to tell you about this."

Erwin's explanation shocked Reggie: "How brave, Erwin, you dared to deceive me!"

Erwin knelt on one knee and said, "Sir, there is no way around this. There are already more than 10,000 refugees outside the city. If they are all sent to Shattering Snow City, their total number will exceed 60% of the population!"

"So what?" Reggie wanted to get angry, but was stopped by Chris.

"Erwin did nothing wrong. Sixty percent is a very sensitive number," Chris whispered. "If sixty percent of the people in Broken Snow City are Bayers, then sooner or later the Bayers will become the masters of Broken Snow City."


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