Once the chandelier in the Ironforge Village Council Hall was lit, no one was willing to extinguish the fire.
The adventurers from different human settlements were so excited that they brainstormed and discussed late into the night. During this period, there were disputes, conflicts, and even tense moments.
But just looking at the dazzling sun mural on the dome, everyone is full of expectations for the future and calm down to continue discussions.
Some villages were already extremely short of food, some were worried that too many troops would be deployed, and some were willing to send more troops to seize more benefits. Many issues caused quarrels, and in the end the quarrel became so intense that Zhou Qingfeng had to make the decision.
Zhou Qingfeng was born as a keyboard coolie and a strong talker. In fact, he is not good at resolving such practical disputes. But now that he caused the matter, and everyone needs him to mediate from a position as fair as possible, he can only bite the bullet and let it go.
Compromise on all sides.
"Each family can keep a certain amount of food in reserve, but those with more food must provide relief to those with less food. Those with more troops can have priority in receiving food supplies.
I suggested that Old Borg be a grain inspector. He could go to each village to check the grain stocks. We must do everything we can to ensure victory.
Regarding the issue of military strength, I ask all participating villages to send out all the troops they can mobilize. We must form a strong force to defeat the enemy as quickly as possible. This can also solve the food problem.
Mr. Tempos is from Coldwind City, and I hope you will accept him as the force coordinator. No village is allowed to retain its strength, otherwise it will become a public enemy, and the subsequent benefit distribution will also be punitively reduced."
Zhou Qingfeng also racked his brains to make his plan feasible. Some issues could not be reconciled at all, so he could only use the expectation of future benefits as bait and rely on the prestige he had finally accumulated to force his way through.
He didn't sleep that night. He arranged for manpower to mobilize the troops early the next morning. He tried his best to complete the assembly in one day and launch the attack in the next two days. Both sides of the battle were under great pressure and had to work more meticulously. Once mistakes were made, they would not be corrected.
Chance.
Zhou Qingfeng's strength was still low, and after staying up all night, his mind was a little groggy. After dawn, he washed his face, ate something casually, and then returned to Black Marsh Village to bring out the trebuchet and craftsmen.
Even the ‘bastard’ No. 50, who was ordered to be formed yesterday, also has to make an appearance.
In view of the importance of Trebuchet and Zhou Qingfeng, the temporarily formed human resistance coalition was not worried about letting him go alone. Luke and Na'er continued to follow him, and each family sent someone to listen to Zhou Qingfeng's side and flatter him.
It's called 'Responsible Liaison'.
In fact, Uncle Zhou has vaguely become the commander of the coalition forces at this moment. He is a mascot with some real power and a prestige that others do not have. His life and death are of great importance, and it almost determines the fate of the human forces in the Black Forest, so no mistakes can be made.
At this moment, on the Benn Church side, the thief McCann, who is responsible for tracking down the missing baggage train, is using the cover of shadows to sneak into Black Marsh Village.
He didn't originally want to come to this muddy village. After all, this is a waste concentration camp. The people in the village can only lick the shoes of the victors, and there is no way they can stand up to resist any force.
But the pastor of Bann Church prayed to the God of Bào and Zhèng, hoping to get guidance, and he got an obscure picture - a young man holding a flag stood out in a rotten and smelly swamp. When the young man shouted,
Radiate endless rays of light.
McCann was extremely confused by this senseless 'prophecy', but in the Black Forest, only Black Swamp Village had a disgusting and dangerous swamp. As for the boy, he completely matched Zhou Qingfeng's image. So he could only look at this
Take a trip to Lanniba Village.
After arriving, I discovered that this village is really different, and everything is weird.
McCann sneaked into the village and hid in the shadow of a shack. Several villagers lined up and hurried past him. This alone was surprising.
In the past, Black Marsh Village was as rotten as a bag of excrement. The people in the village were like dung maggots writhing around in the excrement, which made people feel disgusted. Most of the villagers were muddle along. Anyway, life was hopeless, and they were nothing more than dying early and dying late.
Just death.
McCann had been to Black Marsh Village before, and the villagers he saw were either cunningly selling all kinds of fake goods, or they were lying lazily lying dead somewhere - it was really novel to pass by in a line.
The villagers who just passed by were carrying baskets containing garbage collected from all corners of the village. These things were either piled outside the village and burned, or they were dug into pits and buried.
Zhou Qingfeng issued the order to clean up the village entirely to find things for the villagers to do, and at the same time to screen through labor and select some useful labor force. But this cleanup work is too strange for McCann. It is hard to imagine that a group of wastes would care about cleanliness.
.
The villagers carrying the baskets walked very fast, and they even seemed to compete with each other. I heard someone shouting: "Hurry up, hurry up, the first team to complete the task will be rewarded with work points."
McCann listened curiously and looked out of the shadows in the direction of the sound. He immediately recognized the person calling and was even more confused, "Isn't this Rubio, a famous profiteer in Black Marsh Village? He doesn't open a warehouse for business.
,What are you yelling about?"
Rubio was skinny, holding a wooden loudspeaker in his hand and shouting at the top of his lungs. His warehouse was forcibly sold out by Zhou Qingfeng, and he had no business. So he simply worked as a lackey for Uncle Zhou, and he was still good.
Very happy.
Zhou Qingfeng knew that Rubio was not popular in the village, so he kept this guy to keep an eye on the villagers' work. This guy had no real power, so he fulfilled his supervisory obligations and reported to Wilson, who was left behind, to determine the work points of each labor force for a day.
At first, Rubio was still resistant, but he soon discovered that "revolutionary work does not distinguish between high and low", and supervision also "serves the people" - holding a loudspeaker to chase those useless snacks to work, watching their hurried pace
, unique sense of accomplishment.
In the past, Rubio could only sell shoddy goods, buy and sell by force. But as a profiteer, how can he give Uncle Zhou the authority and authority to act as a lackey? The poor people in the village now have to look at his face to act, and they are lazy and refuse to work.
It means slacking off at work, which may result in starvation or being beaten.
Although the people in the village hate Rubio, they have no choice but to endure it. There is of course injustice such as retaliation, but Zhou Qingfeng has no intention of staying in this poor village forever and arousing public outrage.
Zào fǎn is not now.
Besides, if we really want to arouse public outrage and get out of control, we can just take the medicine according to the prescription and borrow Rubio's head to use it. The effect is remarkable and the cost is low - Uncle Zhou has also watched "Three Kingdoms" and will not sympathize with a profiteer.
How could McCann, who was just hiding in the shadows, know this? He only knew that this rotten mud village had an evil nature after not being seen for a few days. The people in the village seemed to be under the spell of 'violent charm', and their temperaments changed drastically.
, it will never be the same again.
"The hint given by my master should be correct. There must be something wrong with this woman." McCann decided to investigate carefully.
At this moment, Uncle Zhou came back majestically with a large group of people.