It had to be said that the Baron of Sedimentation Bay acted quickly. Not only did he allocate half of the rooms in the governor's mansion for the army to use, but he also mobilized a group of maids to serve the army. However, Iron Axe refused to let them in because he did not want them to leak the secret.
Looking at the few young people in the staff who had a reluctant look on their faces, he said expressionlessly, "It's time to work. Let's get moving. Don't forget that your performance will be recorded and reviewed by Edith Kant. If you make any mistakes, you should know the consequences. "
At the mention of the Pearl of the Northern Region, everyone shuddered and immediately got to work.
"Map, I'll hang the map!"
"What about the itinerary? I'll check it again. "
"Who's going to check the amount of rations with me?"
The room immediately became very lively.
"Young people are so energetic …" Remy shook his head with a smile. "Baron has a good eye. I'm afraid he's already seen through these people."
"It's just a common tactic of the nobles." Iron Axe frowned. "It's best if he can spend as much time on the migration."
"Don't worry, the Administrative Office will follow up and supervise him." Remy patted his chest and said, "Anyway, the first springboard is successfully taken. The process is smoother than I expected. In a sense, the Tusk and Redstone Gate families have helped us, but the next step may not be so easy … "
"No, there's no difference," Iron Axe interrupted.
"Is … is that so?" The latter was startled.
"Because they've fallen behind the times." After that, he looked out of the window. The rain clouds were dispersing, and a small patch of blue appeared in the gloomy sky.
"Because they've fallen behind the times." This was what Edith said to him a week before the departure. But this time, they did not meet in private. Instead, she invited him into the General Staff's office and arranged for him to take the meeting minutes. The topic of discussion was how to efficiently complete His Majesty's population migration plan. "They're not aware of the changes in the outside world. All their eyes are fixed on the wealth in their hands. They have no imagination and boast that they're good at calculating gains and losses. Most nobles are like that. If I'm not wrong, you're going to fight them one by one, right? "
"If they hinder His Majesty's plan. "
"Too slow. "Edith said bluntly," This operation is different from the unification war of Graycastle. We need to station troops in unfamiliar territories to ensure that the migration route is smooth, and the number of available soldiers will be constantly diluted. Even if we win in the end, the whole plan will take a long time. "Edith said bluntly. Secondly, the power of Graycastle may make them not dare to confront you head-on, and the plan behind you may not be exposed immediately. If you wait until they cause substantial damage before taking action, you will appear blind, and it will damage His Majesty's dignity. "
"Then what should we do? "
[Confirm the target in advance and just pull one group to fight against another. Edith handed over a form to her.
The screen was filled with options, with + 1 and + 2 marks at the back.
[What is this? It was the first time Iron Axe had seen such a special form.
[Threat assessment form? Rebel Classification Manual? … At any rate, it wasn't important what it was called. This was something that I wrote based on the psychology of nobles. The criteria for reference included gender, heir, size of territory, number of troops, daily activities, and so on. All you need to do is fill in the relevant information and you will get a rough result. The more information you have, the better it will be for you to make a decision. Since the situation in the Kingdom of Wolfheart and the Kingdom of Everwinter has changed greatly, the General Staff cannot complete this part of the work for you. If you encounter someone not on the list, just calculate according to the form. "
"What about after the calculation?" Iron Axe asked as he browsed through the form.
"Those below 50 can be roped in. Their strength is mediocre and their ambition is limited. However, these nobles can do a lot of things. You can get the local map information, the distribution of towns, and the details of the population. More importantly, with the support of the local lord, the migration work can reach the highest efficiency. " Edith explained.
"As for those higher than fifty..." She paused. "They can be regarded as worthless, or not worth wasting time on. Whether the other party shows submission or not, we should take the initiative to attack and not give them any room for fantasy. "
Even Iron Axe was a little shocked when he heard this. He was not afraid of wiping out all the nobles who dared to resist His Majesty. But in terms of methods and means, they were far inferior. The Pearl of the Northern Region had determined the future of these nobles with just a list, even though she had never seen them or spoken to them.
He was silent for a moment before he said, "Is the result … accurate?" "
As the commander-in-chief of the First Army, Iron Axe naturally knew the importance of time and how much effort this form could save him. Most of the ships in the migration fleet were rented by His Majesty from the Chamber of Commerce at the Fjords. Even if the demons did not intend to erect the Obelisk in the Impassable Mountain Range, the migration should be completed as soon as possible.
"I don't rule out the possibility of bias. Even setting the dividing line at 50 is just my personal opinion. Considering that time is precious, it's up to you to decide. " Edith took a sip of tea unhurriedly. "After all, the General Staff is only responsible for providing opinions." "
Iron Axe turned to the last page, where there was a list of people who had come to a conclusion. The information should have come from the Kingdom of Dawn. The first person ranked below 50 was the lord of the Sedimentation Bay, the first landing point of the fleet.
Before leaving the office of the General Staff, Iron Axe asked her one last question.
"Are there no nobles who are not behind the times? "
"Of course it's possible," Edith said with a smile, twirling her hair. "But even without this form, I believe you'll be able to tell quickly. That person must look like me." "
Iron Axe sighed as he recalled the confident look on Edith's face. He gathered his thoughts and turned to the First Army. As the Pearl of the Northern Region had said, the nobles were not the problem. What was difficult was the orderly and efficient migration of the people.
However, only two days later, tens of thousands of migrants gathered at the dock area of the Sedimentation Bay! They were crowded outside the square, waiting to board the ship and set off. This number not only exceeded the expectations of Iron Axe and Remy, but also greatly surprised Baron Jean Bate.
The First Army had to postpone the departure date to maintain the order of the migration.
"What's going on?" Iron Axe asked Remy. "Did you exaggerate His Majesty's promise in the propaganda?"
"How could I dare to make a decision on my own?" Remy shook his head. "Everything is carried out according to the procedures summarized by the Administrative Office. The efficiency depends on the prestige of the instigator. It's not surprising if it's Neverwinter, but this Baron can't be compared to His Majesty at all. Therefore, the original plan was to transfer 300 to 500 people a day. "
"But now the number has increased by more than 20 times," Iron Axe said with mixed feelings. Of course, the more the better, but it always made people a little uneasy when things went beyond the plan. He knew how difficult it was to convince these people to abandon their land and believe that danger was coming. Even if His Majesty promised them some compensation, Graycastle was still a very distant and strange place for the people of the Kingdom of Wolfheart. Now that so many migrants had suddenly appeared, it was hard not to wonder what was going on behind the scenes.
"If I have to say, there's one situation that might correspond to this," Remy said after thinking for a moment. "That's the refugees."
Because these people had nothing, as long as there was a glimmer of hope, they would pounce on it like moths to a flame.
"But they're all freedmen from the villages and towns near the Sedimentation Bay."
"Theoretically, yes, but my men heard a few interesting rumors. For example, the Redstone Gate family and Baron Bate have a feud, and they plan to conquer the Sedimentation Bay and enslave the surrounding people. Another rumor is that man-eating monsters have appeared in the northern hilly area. Some cities and towns were eaten overnight, and the skeletons were placed in the middle of the road. Now those monsters are spreading to the southeast. There were many similar rumors, and every one of them was very convincing, causing people to feel uneasy. I think this is probably the reason why there are so many migrants. If they can't wait to leave their homes, won't they be the same as the refugees? "
Iron Axe was stunned. "When did the rumors start?"
"At least a month and a half ago. At that time, we had just set off from Neverwinter." Remy touched his chin and said, "Should I say that we're really lucky?"
Of course not. Iron Axe's face darkened. It was obvious that someone was adding fuel to the fire and clearly knew the purpose of the First Army's trip.
Who on earth spread these rumors? Why did they help Graycastle? Were they friends or enemies? A series of puzzling questions swarmed his mind.
Until a soldier interrupted his thoughts.
"Sir, someone asked me to give you this letter."
"Who?" Iron Axe temporarily suppressed the distracting thoughts and took the letter.
"He didn't write a name. It's a little guy," the soldier replied. "But he said that he's also delivering it. I guess the writer doesn't want others to see it. I've checked it, and there's nothing in it except a piece of paper. "
The envelope was made of ordinary linen, which was much cheaper than sheepskin or cowhide, and was commonly seen in civilian markets. The opening of the bag was not sealed with wax. It was left open and looked very casual. Iron Axe took out the piece of paper and was surprised to find that it was completely black and hard and smooth. It was not something that ordinary people could afford.
When he turned it over, there was only a line of small golden words on it.
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