Most people don't have the courage to face death a second time. If a person is shot directly from the head and one of his arms is blown off, he will definitely not be willing to experience a similar thing again.
The Tang Empire did not leave these disabled people alone. They found Frank a good job: patrolling along the railway.
A country always has countless roads stretching for thousands of miles. It is these roads that connect the flesh and blood of an empire like blood vessels and allow all parts of the country to function.
With Tang Mo's encouragement, the Tang Empire had already planted the concept of building roads first if they wanted to get rich. Whenever they went to a place, the first thing they thought about was to improve the transportation in that place.
Building a large number of roads and railways is naturally beneficial. They can smooth transportation, strengthen connections between regions, and promote population mobility... In short, there are many benefits.
However, building a large number of roads and railways is not without its problems. The biggest problem is maintenance, which will become a serious burden.
Every road must be maintained regularly. The whimsical idea that building a good road can solve the problem once and for all is completely wrong. In order to maintain these roads, the Tang Empire invested a huge amount of resources every year and consumed a lot of manpower.
Patrolling the railway, confirming the status of the rails, and avoiding destruction by the enemy should of course be left to more reliable people.
Those prisoners of war whose arms were injured, or whose hands were broken, or whose fingers were lost, were good patrol workers as long as their loyalty could be guaranteed.
Frank is perfect: he has a family, which means he will be very stable; he was bailed out by his brother, so he will most likely repay the favor; he lost his arm and is disabled, so he should cherish his hard-earned job.
Therefore, he soon became an employee of the Refeng Port Railway Bureau: every day he patrols about 20 kilometers of road sections to check the status of these railways and ensure the safety of trains on this stretch.
His job is not complicated. He just walks along the railway with tools to check whether the screws, sleepers, and gravel roadbed are in good condition.
Of course, he also wanted to ensure as much as possible that no lunatic blew up the railway or planted some explosives: Although the security of Rewind Port under the rule of the Tang Empire was very good, it did not mean that there were not some elven saboteurs with evil intentions nearby.
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They did not dare to enter the city, and they did not have weapons to cause trouble for the Tang army, but there was still a way to destroy a section of the railway secretly. Frank wanted to discover such things in advance to prevent the train from encountering greater danger.
After learning that her son had a job that seemed respectable, Shirin's impression of the Tang Empire became better.
Now the circle she is in is completely pro-Tang: Fran's husband Charlie is working for the Tang Empire, Fran has recently become a typist employed by the Tang Empire government, Shilin's son is a
After being reformed through labor and having no worries about food and clothing, another son has returned home and got the opportunity to work in the railway department...
So Shireen no longer has any reason to be hostile to humans. She now lives a very fulfilling life every day: working as a nanny for the Fran family, helping them clean the house and cook, and then go home and wait for her eldest son to come back.
Both families have regained their previous peace and bustle. It must be said that they were both lucky in this war and survived until the end of the war without paying much price.
Yes, for the elves of Rewind Port, the war seems to have ended after the Tang people entered the city: their lives now have no trace of the war, and they are richer than before the war broke out.
The people of the Tang Dynasty brought advanced technology, more and better products, and a more active economy: Refeng Port is now more and more lively, and the streets and alleys are more prosperous than ever.
In addition to humans, there are naturally local elves who support this prosperity. The cake made bigger by the Tang Empire has been divided into the hands of countless elves, and they have naturally become vested interests in maintaining the current situation.
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In a prisoner of war camp near Saint-Lo, a new steward took office. His name was Marvin, an elf.
The reason why he was transferred to this place is because he performed well and was recognized by the superior department. Now that he no longer has to work in person, the work is relatively easy.
Although he no longer had to do physical labor, it was still somewhat stressful for him to manage an entire battalion of prisoners of war. In the past, he was just a soldier, but he had never been such a big leader.
His deputy was a real battalion commander. This elf battalion commander did not expect that he would become a civilian's subordinate, so he always opposed him and did not cooperate with Marvin's work.
This left Marvin tied up and unable to start his work. He thought of many ways to do this, but he still couldn't get the engineering battalion composed of prisoners of war to work at full capacity.
Many people were sneaky and secretly called Marvin a traitor. They were unwilling to cooperate with the Tang Empire's project actions and always delayed the construction period as much as possible. They also got together to make trouble from time to time, causing a lot of trouble for Marvin.
"Did you make something wrong? Marvin, they are all prisoners of war, and so are you in fact. It is a glorious tradition for us to treat prisoners preferentially, but this does not mean that we can tolerate prisoners of war sitting on top of our heads and shitting."
Using the small file on the nail clipper to trim his nails, an officer wearing a major's epaulette on his shoulder said in a leisurely manner.
After he finished speaking, he blew on the chips left on his nails, then raised his head and looked at the awkward elf officer standing in the middle of the office.
Marvin was very worried. Because of his reasons, the construction of a nearby road was progressing slowly, so his boss found him and reprimanded him in person as a "prisoner of war star."
Yes, Marvin was considered a star among the prisoners of war. He fought for the opportunity for his brother to return home, so he had to serve in the prisoner of war camp for many more years. This deed was highlighted by the propaganda machine of the Tang Dynasty.
Marvin also became the idol of many prisoners of war.
His story is very inspiring. He went from being a prisoner of war to managing hundreds of prisoners of war, and even received salary rewards as a prisoner of war.
But when he faced his superior, he was still embarrassed and nervous. After hearing the other person's reprimand, he immediately lowered his head and apologized: "I'm sorry, sir, I was too cowardly, that's why..."
The major officer sitting there was also an elf. He continued to file another nail with the small file on his nail clipper, and continued to say coldly: "I didn't come to you to hear your explanation, Marvin. What do you think of the empire?"
There is no doubt about your loyalty, and I trust you... I called you here this time to tell you that what is standing behind you is not some cat or dog, but the sacred and powerful Tang Empire!"
"..." Marvin swallowed. He knew that what the 500 prisoners of war he had done recently was somewhat excessive.
The Tang Empire provided the prisoners of war with sufficient food, which was better than what these prisoners of war had before they became prisoners. They also had more adequate and peaceful sleep, and even had medical support.
This kind of treatment was better than when they were in the Yangmu Empire. Marvin felt that these people were simply unreasonable if they did not work hard under such conditions.
In fact, most prisoners of war know how to compare their feelings with each other, and they are willing to work honestly. However, if some people gather together and choose to fight, they will coerce others and make the entire group become passive.
"I've heard the crazy things those people say." The elf major raised his eyes and looked at Marvin again: "They call you a traitor... Does that mean that me, a big traitor, makes them more uncomfortable?
Already?"
"They didn't offend your courage, sir." Out of kindness, Marvin defended his subordinates who were often against him.
"I have been serving the Tang Empire since more than ten years ago. If anyone dares to say that I am not from the Tang Dynasty, I will rip out his heart and stuff it into his own mouth!" Major Elf said fiercely.
Without waiting for Marvin to explain further, he continued on by himself: "If the progress of tomorrow's project cannot meet the standard, then tomorrow's dinner will be cancelled. If the project the day after tomorrow still cannot meet the standard, then both lunch and dinner will be cancelled."
Lose."
"Of course, if someone makes trouble the day after tomorrow because of hunger, the troublemaker will be executed. If someone questions your command, execute him. If someone disobeys your order, execute him." He said a series of words that made Marvin
The frightening words seem to be talking about a trivial matter.
"Sir! Isn't this too..." Marvin said quickly, trying to get Major Elf to take back his life: If he really did this, then his prisoner-of-war engineering camp would really be in catastrophe.
Not to mention more, at least seven or eight people will be punished for their stupidity. Maybe the little lives they saved on the battlefield will be lost in such a peaceful place.
The problem is, it would be fine if they were really mistreated, but the Tang Empire treated prisoners of war very well, even better than the landowners, squires, merchants and aristocrats who employed civilians like them in the past.
Marvin felt that it was wrong to confront such a good person, but he had no way to influence other people's thoughts, nor could he make those who were already confrontational and cheating realize the seriousness of the problem.
The elf major pointed at Marvin and scolded him sternly: "You caused this. If you don't want a tragedy to happen, then you have to use your own methods to make them obey you! If you can't, then I will take over.
Command here!"
"We feed prisoners of war rice, flour, fish, shrimp, meat, and vegetables! We use thick quilts, windproof tents, and heaters for prisoners of war! We are willing to release prisoners of war who behave well after a few years! We have paid so much, don't they have anything?
Touched? When they went against you, didn't they feel any guilt at all?" He spoke faster and faster, proving his anger at this moment.
In fact, it is easy to understand. The major is also an elf. If someone calls Marvin a traitor who betrayed the Yangmu Empire, it is equivalent to insulting him.
This is something he cannot tolerate, because he has always considered himself a Tang person. No one can deny his identity, and it is his proudest identity for more than ten years.
After a brief pause, the major pointed to his head and continued: "Let your people remember that they are prisoners! Help them remember that they have to use labor to repay the debts they owe! They once paid tribute to
I spared them because of the mercy of His Majesty the Emperor... If they have misunderstood anything, I will let them know my personal attitude."
"Yes! Sir!" Marvin quickly stood at attention and saluted, and replied loudly with his chin held high.
The Elf Major waved his hand and sent Marvin away: "Go! Don't let me down...or rather, don't let me down again!"
"Yes! Long live His Majesty the Emperor!" Marvin stood at attention and saluted again.
"Long live our Emperor!" Major Elf responded with a military salute piously. He is a fanatical believer and has always maintained the highest respect for His Majesty the Emperor.
"Hey! I said, are you going to report again? Lord Marvin?" When they returned to the camp, an elf prisoner grinned and sneered disdainfully. His words caused laughter from everyone around him.
No one takes this promoted civilian seriously. They are all civilians. In their understanding, civilians are not qualified to manage civilians.
Marvin was holding back his anger and had no place to vent it. He darkened his face, stopped, turned around and walked up to the prisoner who was always yin and yang, and grabbed him by the collar: "If you want to die, then
Just keep playing like this! I'm getting tired of this kind of thing, and my boss is getting tired of everything you do."
"Today's dinner is cancelled. I don't care who doesn't work tomorrow... No matter who it is, I will cut off one of your fingers!" He let go of his hand and stared into the other person's eyes, even though the other person was taller than him.
Many, but was frightened by his eyes and took several steps back.
At this moment, the tall prisoner of war remembered that there were people patrolling with weapons at the entrance of their camp. Those human soldiers did not listen to them. As long as Marvin gave an order, everyone here might be shot to death.
They are prisoners of war... not here for vacation. If they really dare to challenge the Tang Empire, then even if they get their weapons back, even if they have another fight with humans, they will not end well.
Now they also remembered that Marvin, who had tolerated them for so many days, might not be a traitor, and the Tang Empire did not treat them harshly.
But now, they have forced Marvin into a villain...
