Liu Bin pondered for a moment and said, "We don't have to build a shipyard. We only need some ship craftsmen who can be repaired. Such ship craftsmen should be able to invite them. After all, it's better to buy a ship than to build a ship now."

Speaking of this, Liu Bin found that Cons listened with interest and continued excitedly: "But it would not be very difficult to really have a high-level boatman. There are many boatmans on the coast of Feidu Peninsula. Due to the war between various forces, many boatmans will definitely become prisoners of war. Wouldn't we just buy them?"

Just as everyone applauded this opinion, Oak suddenly slapped his forehead and shouted in annoyance: "I'm such a stupid donkey! I've traveled two trips from the provincial capital to this place, why didn't I think about recruiting civilians!"

Except for Cons, everyone else was stunned and shook his head in annoyance.

Cons smiled.

"It doesn't matter. As long as the defense facilities are built, the people will definitely be attracted."

Although Cons doesn't care about it on the surface, he is actually condemning himself in his heart.

I was still a logistics chief, but I even forgot about a territory. Why didn’t I think I would recruit civilians at the beginning?

The most basic planting, logging, and servitude in the territory all require civil servants to do. Did you turn all these soldiers into civil servants? This is really a waste!

Oak said anxiously: "Why do I go to the provincial capital and release the news of recruiting civilians? The sooner this matter, the better."

Xiang Wen was a little hesitant and reminded: "Uncle, we have no land reclamation, no logging plants, and no fishing boats here. It can be said that there is nothing but this militarized town. Are those civilians willing to come? You must know that no one can force the free people to move except the orders issued by His Majesty the Emperor or the Imperial Conference!"

When they heard the words of the poem, Oak and Cons were stunned. They thought that as long as they were greeted, they would come, but they didn't expect that they were so remote and poor here. How could those villagers come?

While everyone present was thinking hard about what to do, Liu Bin said again: "I wonder if we can buy some prisoners of war from the Feidu Peninsula to be civilians?"

"The habit on the East Continent is that prisoners of war are either executed or sold as slaves. I believe the habit on the West Continent is similar, right?"

"The prisoners of war here have a habit of paying ransoms and gaining freedom." Oakgang said this, slapped his thigh and shouted, "Yes! Feidu Peninsula is relatively poor, and most of the captured soldiers cannot redeem themselves. We can start from this."

Everyone agreed with this method very much. "What should I do if the funds are?" Xiang Wen asked frowned.

A prisoner of war can sell at least two gold coins, and these prisoners need food, tools, camps and other things to buy, which costs a lot of money. Although there are hundreds of thousands of gold coins in stock now, money is needed everywhere, and it will be spent like flowing water if you are not careful.

Oak said confidently: "Don't worry, if the smuggling goes well, we will be able to trade the profits of the smuggling from the Feidu Peninsula for prisoners of war."

Speaking of this, Oak immediately said to Cons: "Sir, my subordinates think we should divide the development plan of the entire territory now. Although one hundred square kilometers is huge, it also needs to be sure that it needs to be opened.

How many acres of land should be distributed, how many factories and workshops should be built... "

When Cons was about to wave his hand and prepare to hand over everything to Oak, he heard a burst of rapid horse hooves coming from outside.

When everyone heard this voice, their faces changed. Without important military information, no one would be riding horses in the town.

When Cons just stood up, the servant Centurion Elder rushed in and shouted: "Master! A large number of bandits came ashore!"

"Bandits!" Everyone was shocked.

Cons immediately ordered: "Immediately sound the alarm bell, the servants are on standby! The personal guards monitor the prisoners! Old sword, explain the situation."

Lao Dao hurriedly followed Cons who had grabbed the sword and walked out, and said as he walked: "Sir, just now, we found dozens of small boats in the distance on the beach. At first, we thought it was a smuggling fleet, but when they were approaching, we found that the ship was full of soldiers!

"And the soldiers shouted fiercely and rushed towards our dock. A prisoner said that they looked like the rumored bandits, so their subordinates came back to report immediately."

"Are all the people who built the dock back?" Cons asked.

"Yes, except for leaving a few cavalry to monitor the situation, everyone else came back with his subordinates."

Lao Dao felt warm in his heart and quickly replied.

"Do you know the specific ship type and number of people?" Cons asked again.

Lao Dao thought for a moment.

"I heard from the prisoner that there were about forty or fifty small fishing boats. The master, because the distance was a bit far, the prisoner estimated according to the size of the hull, and said that each ship carried about forty or fifty people."

"That's about two thousand people? Well, well done. Now you take your cavalry from the 100-man team to pick up the brothers who are under surveillance. By the way, after the war is over, bring the prisoner who discovered the enemy and let me see. He is a talent."

Cons's words made Oak, who was standing aside, have a vague thought in his mind.

"Yes!" Lao Dao immediately took the order and retreated.

"Ock, how many people are usually dispatched at a time when bandits invade?" Cons asked.

Okebun, who did not seize the inspiration, said: "Sir, there is no certain number. Sometimes there are thirty or forty people, sometimes thirty or forty people, but absolutely no one has a thousand. This time it doesn't seem like an ordinary bandit invasion."

"What do you mean?" Cons frowned.

"Our place used to be a barren land, and the bandits would not choose this place as the target of looting. Usually, they would sneak up from other places and loot some villages and leave. How could they send so many people out as openly as they are now?" Oak sighed.

He couldn't understand why Lord Cons' territory was so popular. He was attacked by the security division because he had cut off the smuggling route. Now he was attracted by about two thousand bandits. Could it be that there were any treasures hidden here? Otherwise, it would not have attracted so much attention.

Oak did not rely on the bandits to the smuggling gang. After all, he had just established a relationship with the smuggling gang and was about to join the gang. How could those guys who were money first cause these troubles?

When Cons was standing at the gate of the Lord's Mansion, the small bronze bells at the four corners of the town had already echoed wildly across the sky. Cons's tribe, who were working on construction inside and outside the town, immediately threw away the tools in his hands and quickly returned to his residence.

When the servants grabbed the bows and arrows and pulled out the war horses, the prisoners were also staying in the tent obediently under the surveillance of their personal guards.

After the identity of these prisoners of soldiers was exposed, they lost their intention to resist, because as long as Cons shouted out, they would have nowhere to escape.

You should know that attacking the Imperial Army is a death sentence, let alone attacking their own people and provoking internal strife.

And they knew very well that even if they killed Cons back to the army, the division commander would silence them. Since this is the case, it would be better to be a prisoner honestly. After all, they don’t feel like they are a prisoner now, and their food, use and work are the same as those of the Cons tribe.

The captives were not fools either. When they heard the alarm bell and looked at the appearance of the Cons tribe, they knew that an enemy must have invaded. Ordinary soldiers didn't care, while some of the flexible brains began to move. For example, the captain Juan was the most excited one among them.

Youan took a few confidants to find a Cons guard and said in a very flattering tone: "Sir, please tell me about it to Cons. All our prisoners are willing to serve Cons and fight under the command of Cons."

Although this guard did not know the details, he was still aware of the attacks of bandits.

This personal guard who has no confidence in his own martial arts also has a deep-rooted idea of ​​"many people and strong power". In addition, as a personal guard of Cons, the overall situation is considered by Cons, and he believes that driving prisoners to fight at the forefront is a good way to reduce casualties of the main force.

So after hearing Juan's request, he hesitated for a moment, nodded, letting his companions look forward to Juan and reporting to Cons himself.

The trusted You'an, who had thought the boss was here to do something, was shocked when he heard You'an's words. After the guards left, they hurriedly pulled You'an and complained in a low voice.

"Boss, even if you flatter, you don't have to do this, right? You know that we are prisoners now, and if we go to the battlefield, we will definitely be cannon fodder!"

You'an glanced around and then whispered to his confidant, "Idiot!

How could I have you such stupid stupid brothers? Now that the enemy is attacking, no matter who the enemy is, it is a time for us to show off. Don’t you want to get rid of the identity of prisoners of war as soon as possible?”

Seeing the confidant's expressions, he sighed helplessly.

"You guys, don't think about it. After our identity was exposed and our confession was written, except for following Lord Cons, we would die everywhere we went!

"If the attack on the security division is now, it goes without saying that it must be here to silence the enemy. What if it is a bandit? You also know that the bandits are cruel, either executed or sold as slaves! In this case, why don't we help Lord Cons fight to the death?"

Hearing this, the confidants nodded with enlightenment.

At this time, a confidant asked hesitantly: "Boss, will that Lord Cons agree to our request? Or just click directly, will he send us the weapon?"

"Yes, boss, we can help Cons fight, but we can't be treated as cannon fodder. If they get a stick, it's definitely over!" Another confidant also shouted.

After thinking for a while, Juan said, "According to my understanding of Lord Cons, he should send his weapons back to us, and I think he will even let us officers continue to command the troops!"

"No? Boss, why are you so sure that he will be so generous?" The confidants widened their eyes.

"Hehe, this is my intuition. Don't think I'm fooling you, you must know that my intuition is effective." You'an said with a proud look on his face.
Chapter completed!