Knight of the Light

After sleeping for a few hours, Zhou Qingfeng got up again, and the sky was not yet bright. But today is the day to fight back. He must be like a grass-roots company platoon officer, and arrange for more than 200 people.

Of the more than 200 villagers who came out of Heinuma Village, half of them were physically weak. These people can't do anything, they can only be raised as a sickness.

According to the Black Forest's survival rules, the frail untouchables are simply not qualified to survive. Abandoned is a routine operation, and some may even be killed directly. Raising them is a waste of extremely precious food.

"Get up, get up, get me all up. Go find your team leader and line up."

Zhou Qingfeng gritted his teeth and took valuable rations to porridge the frail people, so that they could hang their lives. As for the other half who are slightly better, you should eat and drink and be ready to work.

"First of all, I need ten errands, and my brain is good enough to convey my orders and contact the subordinates and friendly forces."

Hearing Zhou Qingfeng's shouting, the villagers of Heinuma Village came out of the camp tent one by one. After the march mobilized, these elm heads seemed to open up a little bit. If they acted a little bit, they would be driven away without mercy.

Zhou Qingfeng brought Rubio over, and appointed the talkable black-hearted traitor as the leader of the communication class. "Rubio, take your men to call the leaders of other villages, and tell them to rectify the army. After dawn, we will start."

Rubio with double-triangular eyes is also currently regarded as a 'member general' of Uncle Zhou. He can understand his orders, and can adjust according to the actual situation to get the job done. With this flexibility and mobility, it is worth rejoicing to burn incense!

Rubio trot left, and Wilson and his artisans packed up the most important trebuchet. The success of the next battle depends on whether the two war machines are working properly. There are more than fifty people in charge of escorts to ensure safety.

The last is the logistical service of boiling water for cooking, which is dozens of people. Because there is no reliable manager, Zhou Qingfeng himself can only direct them to work. Otherwise, the idiots in the team don't know what will happen?

Eating and hiding is a trivial matter. If you get a food poisoning, you will be happy. After all, these guys don't have a good hygiene.

The chaotic and orderly work was amazing. Even the villagers of Tielu Village were awakened, and many people came to watch the fun. Druinar came to Zhou Qingfeng and brought him five servants.

Zhou Qingfeng was standing at several desks, deciding how much flour to take out to make bread. Different mission personnel have different ration standards, and the number of people who eat is also different. The number of people underneath was unreliable, and it was all he controlled.

Although Zhou Qingfeng kept swearing at his men, the specific problems were quickly resolved before him, and any mistakes could be broken down and quickly corrected.

Nal watched for a long time before coming forward and saying hello, "Her Hugo, good morning. The last time you expressed your willingness to help me train a few servants, I happened to send them over, and thank you again by the way."

It's time to fight, but not hungry. Zhou Qingfeng's logistics team not only provided three meals for his family, he also provided food for other teams. Baking bread is also a skill, so many people don't know it at all.

Several servants behind Naer were in a daze. They listened to Uncle Zhou yelling at the handyman like a kitchen lady, doing lowly work, especially he repeatedly emphasized that everyone must wash their hands to ensure hygiene, which is difficult to make people accept.

There was a plate of bread just out of the oven and it was hot and fragrant.

Zhou Qingfeng took one and handed it to Nal, "Taste it. In the past few days, our staple food is bread and jerky, and with enough hot water. I will ensure that everyone can eat and eat. "

While Nalpin tried to eat, Zhou Qingfeng's gaze swept over the servant who was sent in, and Shen Sheng asked: "Is there anyone who can read?"

Five heads shake together.

"What about the calculations?"

Only one head nodded, the other four still shook their heads.

Zhou Qingfeng asked the nodded head, "What is four times four?"

Nodded his head for a moment, then put his ten fingers up, trying to calculate.

"Stop." Zhou Qingfeng waved his hand, "I know your level. Did you see the hot pot on the opposite side? Go to the hot water group to wash your hands and face first. I hope you are clean and have one My face is clear.

Join the group, Rubio will be your head. Although the unscrupulous trader has a bad heart, he has good abilities. I hope you will learn something during the internship period. "

In just a few words, five intern servants were passed away, and Zhou Qingfeng looked back at Nal again.

The female druid has already eaten more than half of the bread, and nodded earnestly: "If you can guarantee that you can eat such bread and plenty of hot water at every meal, I think we will win the next battle. Everyone You will follow your steps and never flinch. "

Hahaha, Zhou Qingfeng only complimented.

But Ke Naer said very seriously: "We sent people to Baiyue village for investigation. It is said that the group of Lao Xiusi outside the wall of the village let alone eat hot food, even dry food can not be guaranteed.

A large number of goblin soldiers are sent to the front line every day, but they flee because of hunger every day. Even those traitors in the Stucco Village could not bear it, and complained that the supply of the battle was a complete disaster.

Supplies are not absent, they are all stockpiled in the stucco village. But just a few kilometers away, things just can't be transported. I guess the management of Bann Church is less than half of yours. "

Nal spoke, and solemnly put the remaining half of the bread into her rucksack, took out the kettle and ran to the hot pot's cauldron, filled a pot of boiling water, and carried her back. "If you don't worry about eating and drinking, victory will really be very easy."

The female druid patted Zhou Qingfeng's shoulder this time, and left with a smile. For the next battle, her confidence became stronger than Zhou Qingfeng. It's not uncommon for Uncle Zhou to eat and drink for a long time.

After having breakfast, Zhou Qingfeng asked the team to start immediately. Fei Zhe and other village leaders also gathered their own men, and a mighty two to three hundred people left Tielu Village and slowly advanced to the first target rat village, a few kilometers away.

Before leaving, each participant took a day's bread from Zhou Qingfeng's logistics team and filled a pot of hot water. It was such a simple matter that it triggered a wave of morale.

Fei Zhe and others tossed all night last night, excited and never slept. Everyone slipped in and out of the Elven Mine with all kinds of thoughts. Some people even want to leave the mine alone to make a fortune.

Fortunately, this idiot thought failed to become mainstream, but Zhou Qingfeng was deeply vigilant that he really couldn't have too high expectations for these black forest buns. Their lower limit is never imagined by normal people.

And when they found that their ‘League’ was silent, they organized their eating and drinking arrangements in a well-organized way. When the leaders were happy, they thought about fighting in the past, but they never considered this. After eating, go home.

Zhou Qingfeng rode on his bantam and took two trebuchets and craftsmen on his journey to the battlefield. At the same time, the whistle detective in Mole Village escaped into his village with a spit of urine, shouting in panic, ‘coming, here, the troublemakers are here. ’