"First of all, I need ten people who can run errands and have good brains to convey my orders and contact subordinates and friendly forces."
At noon, Zhou Qingfeng was arranging work for his subordinates. His sharp eyes swept across a group of 'Crooked Dates and Split Pears', which made people tremble with fear.
The people in the Voodoo Swamp all took off their clothes, shaved their heads, and entered a large bucket filled with hot water one by one. Sulfur medicated soap was boiled in the bucket, and it smelled terrible. With more than 200 people, a dozen medicated soaps were not enough.
For use, it can only be diluted by melting it in hot water.
Everyone must soak in a large wooden barrel for ten minutes, even the scalp must be soaked. The sulfur is highly irritating and can sting the skin.
There is a person outside the barrel holding a brush to rub the skin, making sure that the skin of the bather is fully in contact with the liquid. This makes many people cry like ghosts.
Zhou Qingfeng also had everyone take a bath in the Voodoo Swamp, but it was not as compulsory as it is now. Everyone who took the bath was red with a brush, came out of the liquid naked, and came to Zhou Qingfeng dejectedly.
take inspection.
Everyone took a "calm" sip of the "oxytetracycline" solution, put on clothes soaked in the same solution, and then were assigned to work.
Zhou Qingfeng's orders cannot be disobeyed. The people of Voodoo Swamp lined up one by one and reluctantly accepted their fate. After the march and mobilization, these elm-headed people seemed to have a little enlightenment and became more active in their actions - those who disobeyed would be driven away.
, show no mercy.
Todd and others were thrown into the liquid barrel by Zhou Qingfeng himself. They all screamed while taking a bath. The water after taking a bath was dark and disgusting, but everyone felt a little better after taking a bath.
Orc Todd was covered in hair and would not look good even if he was shaved off. So Zhou Qingfeng forced him to soak in the bath for half an hour and was brutally brushed.
The skinny Rubio couldn't escape from taking a bath. After taking a bath, he was appointed as the leader of the communications class. The triangular-eyed black-hearted profiteer was considered to be one of Uncle Zhou's "generals". At least he could understand his orders and act according to the actual situation.
Make adjustments and get the job done.
Just this little bit of flexibility and mobility is worth burning incense to show your joy!
Wilson and the craftsmen were technicians, and they were responsible for packing up the extremely important trebuchet. Whether the next battle would be successful depended on whether these two war machines were working properly. There were fifty people at their disposal.
Finally, there are the logistics workers who boil water and cook, and there are dozens of people. Since there is really no reliable manager, Zhou Qingfeng can only direct their work personally. Otherwise, the idiots in the team don’t know what will happen.
Something bad is coming?
Eating and hiding is a trivial matter, but it would be great fun if you get food poisoning. After all, these guys don't have good hygiene habits at all, and they are even dirtier than the third brother.
The chaotic and orderly work was so surprising that even people from the Iron Ore Valley came to watch the fun. Druinar came to find Zhou Qingfeng and brought him five servants - these servants also had their heads shaved.
He was pushed into the bathtub which was almost full of sewage for disinfection by Todd.
Zhou Qingfeng stood in front of the row of desks, determining how much flour to make bread. Different task personnel have different ration standards, and the number of people eating is also different. Most waste wood can't even count, and all
Rely on him to take control.
Although Zhou Qingfeng keeps yelling at his subordinates, specific problems can be solved quickly when faced with him. Any mistakes can be pointed out by him and quickly corrected. This ability is impeccable.
Na'er looked aside for a long time before stepping forward to say hello, "Good afternoon, Sir Hugo. Last time you expressed your willingness to help me train a few servants, and I happened to send them over. I would like to express my gratitude to you again."
If we are going to fight, we can't go hungry. As the "mascot", Zhou Qingfeng takes the initiative to contract the logistics and meal supply of the resistance team. After all, baking bread is a skill that many people don't know how to do.
The servants in training were crying and howling at being rubbed by Todd, while Naelle watched Uncle Zhou yelling at the handymen like a cook and doing menial jobs - he repeatedly emphasized that everyone must cut their nails and wash their hands to ensure hygiene.
It's hard to accept.
But the food produced is indeed much cleaner.
There happened to be a plate of bread freshly baked, hot and fragrant.
Zhou Qingfeng handed one to Na'er casually, "Try it. Our staple food during the war is bread and dried meat, with enough hot water. I will ensure that everyone has a full stomach to fight."
While Narpin was trying to eat, Zhou Qingfeng glanced at the servant who was sent and asked in a deep voice: "Is there anyone literate?"
The five trained servants shook their heads together in the pot of liquid.
"What does it count?"
Only one nodded his head, while the other four shook their heads.
Zhou Qingfeng asked the nodding head: "What is four times four?"
The nodding head suddenly froze, and then he put up his ten fingers and tried to calculate.
"Stop." Zhou Qingfeng waved his hand, "I know your level. After taking a bath, taking medicine, make yourself feel refreshed.
You guys join the communication group, Rubio will be your leader. Although that black-hearted profiteer has a bad intention, his abilities are decent. I hope you can learn something during the internship."
After dismissing the five trainee servants in a few words, Zhou Qingfeng looked back at Naer.
The female druid ate most of the bread. She didn't know how to evaluate Zhou Qingfeng's 'bath action', but she raised the bread in her hand seriously, "If I can eat enough bread and hot water for every meal, I will
I think we will definitely win the next battle."
Hahaha..., Zhou Qingfeng only took it as a compliment.
But Na'er said seriously: "We sent people to the White Crow Camp to investigate. It is said that Old Hughes and his gang were unable to guarantee dry food in the wild, let alone hot food.
A large number of goblin soldiers were sent to the front line, and fled every day because of hunger. Even the traitors in the Mortar Pit couldn't stand it, and they all complained that the supplies for this battle were a complete disaster.
It’s not that we don’t have any supplies, they are all stored in the mortar pits. But it’s just a few kilometers away, and things just can’t be transported. I guess the Maglu tribe’s management capabilities are not even half as good as yours.”
As Naer spoke, she solemnly put the remaining half of the bread into her backpack, took out the kettle and ran to the big pot of the hot water unit to fill a pot of boiling water and carry it on her back. "If
Don't worry about food and drink, victory will be really easy."
The female druid gently patted Zhou Qingfeng's shoulder this time to show encouragement. For the next battle, her confidence became stronger than Zhou Qingfeng's.
Zhou Qingfeng, on the other hand, was stunned and thought to himself: "Isn't it normal practice to eat and drink enough?" He then asked: "Have those guys in the mine made enough trouble? When will they come out?"
Na'er smiled bitterly and shook her head, "I don't know, there is actually nothing in the mine. But I guess they won't come out until they are hungry. Probably... tomorrow."
As a result, it took three days for Fei Zhe and other settlement leaders to reach a compromise. They left some personnel to guard the mine sites they occupied, gathered a small number of personnel and gave them to Zhou Qingfeng's command, and left the Iron Mine Valley and headed towards the orc stronghold a few kilometers away.
Three days was enough for a lot to happen. Fei Zhe and others were quite surprised to see Zhou Qingfeng's staff again - everyone had their heads shaved, but their spirits were much better than when they first arrived. Even the weak guys
Also regain some strength.
It's no wonder that even Todd, who was most reluctant to take a bath, praised the potion prepared by Zhou Qingfeng for killing all the lice on his body. Many people rarely get a good night's sleep without itching or pain. The old dwarf was even more impressed.
He admired his unparalleled medical skills.
The reason is difficult for outsiders to understand. But people really feel the benefits, and they are all very grateful to Zhou Qingfeng - only the 'Shadow' is extremely dissatisfied with his behavior, and is unreasonably dissatisfied.
Before leaving, each participant received a day's supply of bread from Zhou Qingfeng's logistics team and filled a pot of hot water. Such a simple thing actually triggered a wave of morale surge.
Fei Zhe and others struggled for two or three days and were exhausted. These idiots made Zhou Qingfeng extremely disappointed - we really can't have too high expectations for these bumpkin from the Black Forest. Their lower limit is always beyond the imagination of normal people.
When they found that their 'leader' had arranged the food and drink in an orderly manner without saying a word, the leaders of each family were happy and thoughtful - in the past, they had internal fighting, but they never considered this. The logistics were all prepared by themselves, and after eating, they would
go home.
Now there are people dedicated to logistics, which seems to be a very remarkable progress.
At this point, Zhou Qingfeng mounted his war horse and embarked on the journey to the battlefield with two trebuchets and craftsmen. At the same time, the sentry from the orc stronghold fled into his settlement, shouting in panic, "Come on!"