Your Majesty, the Spectacle Has Missed the Country!

Baumiril Braun squatted beside the burning bonfire, held up his hands, and took a breath of hot breath into his palms.

He was wearing a tattered and patched cotton coat, and his exposed cheeks, hands and feet were red from the cold. Feeling the cold wind whistling around him, he couldn't help but shiver.

As the deputy director of the CIA in Idar, this is the first time he has led a team on a mission alone.

Therefore... every plan has been revised and corrected countless times, and he himself has personally gone deep into the actual control area of ​​​​Odin's army to find those available talents who are wandering everywhere.

In fact, it is not only the tutors who teach the nobles, but also the carpenters, stonemasons, blacksmiths and talents with skills in various walks of life scattered across northern Xinjiang. These are what Baumiril Braun is looking for during this trip. object.

As the war in northern Xinjiang intensifies, a large number of refugees are fleeing. What the Idar Territory lacks now is no longer a large number of farmers, but outstanding talents from all walks of life who can stand alone.

Although civilians such as blacksmiths and carpenters were no different in the eyes of most nobles, in the eyes of Bruno Stuart, Count of Idar, they were extremely valuable talent resources.

On the earth in the previous life, when Hans Cat was defeated, Mao Xiong took away the heavy machinery and various advanced equipment from the cats, while Eagle Sauce only took away most of the top talents and talents in Hans Cat's family. Technical staff.

Perhaps at the very beginning, the outcome of the Cold War was already doomed...

Baumiril Braun did not understand the reason why the Earl issued such an order, but his belief in the Earl made him try his best to complete the tasks assigned by the Earl to the letter.

In fact, at the very beginning, the task force led by Baumiril encountered great obstacles.

When the displaced craftsmen and tutors saw these neatly dressed Intelligence Bureau operators, they naturally imagined the appearance of slave traders in their minds.

After all... at this moment, the so-called "invitation" to them to settle in the eastern part of the empire is really an unconvincing reason.

Just think about it, when these homeless, hungry and cold refugees are gradually losing hope for their future lives, suddenly a group of people rush over with great interest, saying that they want to provide themselves with the best conditions and stability. residence, and the request is just to settle in a certain noble territory?

To them, this is 100% slave traders!

And I don’t want to spend a penny, I don’t want to bear any cost, I just want to take advantage of the situation and deceive slave traders one after another!

Pooh!

Therefore, after repeated obstructions, Baumiril Braun promptly changed his response strategy, abandoned the neat clothes he was originally wearing, put on coarse cloth clothes with patches sewn on them, and blended in. Among this massive group of refugees.

At this moment, his identity is that of a father who has been separated from his children. He is running back and forth in the northern frontier of the empire, looking for his lost family.

And after he successfully integrated into the refugees based on his miserable experience, the recruitment of craftsmen and literate civilians became much smoother.

No, just as Baumiril was warming himself by the fire, another "prey" came over.

"Hey……"

A middle-aged man with a beard smiled and said hello.

"I heard them say that you said before... that there is a noble in the empire who is willing to take in the refugees and is also willing to provide housing?"

Baumiril turned back, looked at the man up and down, and said: "Not all refugees will be treated like this, either they can read or have skills. Otherwise, although they can pass, they will only be able to pass by. You can use your strength to exchange for a ration."

"I can read! And I can also blacksmith!" the man said quickly.

"Then go east. I once saw the convoy of the noble leader near the Ed River. Maybe they can accept you..." Baumiril said casually.

"Is it reliable?" The man hesitated.

"It is said that the noble gentleman is different from the nobles here, but I have never been there, but... there is no need for such a high-ranking noble gentleman to go to all the troubles to deceive us refugees..."

"That's true." The man scratched his head, "By the way...why don't you go by yourself?"

"The child is lost. Let's walk around and see if we can find him back..."

Hearing this, Baomili suddenly showed a sad expression. As he spoke, he gestured with his hands: "About this tall, very thin, just seven years old this year, UU Reading www.uukanshu.net On weekdays It’s carrying water and it’s…”

As he spoke, Bomiril's eyes actually filled with tears.

Seeing such a sincere expression of emotion, the man couldn't help but feel the same way: "Oh... this damn war..."

Just as he was talking, the refugees gathered around suddenly made a noise, and many people became a little panicked.

"What's wrong?" Baumiril frowned.

"It seems to be Odin's cavalry!" The refugee who was talking to Baumiril replied in horror.

However, fortunately, this cavalry group did not seem to have any intention of embarrassing this group of refugees.

Perhaps they were on a mission, or they knew very well that they could not get much out of these refugees. They rode tall horses and galloped towards the east as if they were flying.

After the danger was over, the refugee approached Baumiril again and suddenly said: "Have you heard? The noble gentlemen seem to be planning to admit defeat and reconcile."

"What?" Baumiril said in surprise.

The refugee looked around, leaned into Baumiril's ear and said cautiously: "I just heard it from hearsay. It is said that there is no fighting in the Sognen Plain. His Highness Rez seems to want to cede all the land in the east of the empire to the Odin people." …”

"What did you say? Where to cede?" Baumiril was shocked for a moment.

"I just heard what others said. Since we have lost the war, we will definitely have to cede the land. I am definitely reluctant to part with the fertile land in the west of the empire. It is better to give up the wild land in the east of the empire. It is not that important anyway... However, This has nothing to do with us, it’s all the business of those nobles.”

"By the way... you just asked me to go east. The aristocratic land you told me about shouldn't be in the east, right? I'm still hoping to get a house..." The man asked rather worriedly road.