Take Taobao with you to another world

Chapter 246 I am here

Not only Fan Tianlan disagreed, but others also thought that it was unnecessary for Yun Shen to contact the captives.

Judging from the news sent back from the battlefield, it is clear that the power of other countries has intervened in this internal war of the Orc Empire. Although this news did not surprise the people in charge of foreign affairs in the settlement, the purpose of these people is still unclear. , but the virtue of hiding is enough to understand that they have bad intentions. According to their consistent views, it is enough for the werewolf patriarch Sachel to do any rough work. Yunshen, the core of the development of the two clans It should not be exposed to any forces.

Even after this battle, the name of "Far Eastern Sorcerer" will spread far and wide, and with the speed and method of information dissemination in this era, rumors will only be magnified and distorted over long distances, causing even greater mysteries.But even if there are enough secrets in Yun Shen, for those who know how much fighting power he has, these things can't really protect him.

Yun Shen didn't insist on his opinion too much.

After the meeting to discuss the follow-up of the war, Yun Shen returned to his office to prepare for the next job.

Remembering the knock on the door, he said, "Please come in."

Li Hong walked in, he was here to make a routine personnel report.To this day, the former leader of the Fanshan Group has left his past identity and devoted himself fully to his current work. Although the imprint of his past life is still deeply reflected on him, it has no effect on his current life.He has enough experience in dealing with people, and a vision sharpened by hardships. He has a very precise judgment on the composition of the population that is constantly adding to the settlement, and he has a keen grasp of people's hearts that young people cannot match. He understands those people The mentality of the new population from different regions and using different languages ​​changes with their living conditions, and they don’t like to use dichotomies to look at problems like them-for example, now they stay honestly in the back of the power plant and observe what they see The feedback on the situation came up, and it was a very important reference for Yunshen to assign work and adjust personnel.

Although both the settlement and the werewolves attach great importance to this war, in the past month or so, only less than a quarter of the population of the settlement has been fully mobilized for emergency production. The newcomers who are loyal and still engaged in low-end labor work, their experience of this matter is nothing more than "I heard that there is going to be a war", "The people who are werewolves and master magicians want to fight with people from other places", "Really want to fight." It's a war." "Ah, it's over?"

War is not unfamiliar to them. In this era where improving living standards basically depends on plunder and occupation, it is not necessarily a serious battle, but who hasn't had a similar experience once or twice, otherwise they would not have changed. became a slave.Regardless of whether the original population in the settlement isolated them because they couldn't believe them, it's not a bad thing to not have to sacrifice their lives, but the fact that this war was won so quickly was indeed beyond the expectations of these former slaves .They don't know the exact number, but most people still know what it means that the number of enemies is more than this settlement including them, plus all werewolves combined.

And the war has indeed been won, and the captives are being brought back here.

The people in this settlement are not cruel to them, which does not mean that they lack strength, sometimes force is more deterrent than most verbal inducements, at least Li Hong is quite satisfied with this result.

"It will be much easier to send them in the future." He smiled and said to Yun Shen, "When the situation is more stable, we can select another group of people to send to the army."

He had already started calling him "army". Yun Shen smiled and didn't specifically correct his statement, but said: "It depends on the situation. Let them settle down and do the work in front of them first."

No matter before or after the war, the Warlock always had this attitude. As a human being, the Warlock actually has different emotions, but these are rarely shown in front of them, not only himself, but they also need him to be like this.Li Hong couldn't help thinking of the not so long time ago, during that difficult migration journey, the magician looked at them with worry from time to time, but now the magician's eyes are not only on them, but on the farther away place.

"Master," Li Hong thought about his words before leaving, "It's spring now, let's go out with young people like Mingyue once in a while."

Yun Shen smiled slightly, "I will."

Although the first thing he thought of was not the girl full of life, but another person.

I also dealt with several technical guidance issues at hand, and discussed the specific plans for the next period of time with the main persons in charge of several different divisions of labor. Yunshen's work today has finally come to an end, and there are still many on the schedule. affairs, but he is fundamentally just an ordinary person, unable to completely squeeze himself, let go of all his thoughts, he stood up from his seat, walked to the window and looked out.

Although the gloomy twilight is about to fall, the oncoming breeze is still full of vitality. The moist soil is mixed with the smell of thriving plants. The leaves swayed slightly in the wind, and the path paved with gravel was covered with fluffy grass. Yun Shen stared at it for a long time before he realized the pink and white flowers scattered in the bushes beside the road. It's not something else, but a flower that quietly blooms in the spring breeze. It's not in full bloom yet, and there are more clusters of buds that are gestating and looking forward to it.

Li Hong is right, it is already spring now.Yun Shen didn't pay much attention to the design of his office space. For him, as long as the functional areas were in place, it was enough, and he left the rest to the construction team.He has noticed their internal details, but he has only discovered the external intentions so far.

If you look at the scenery you are accustomed to with another eye, the impression will become extraordinarily vivid.

Takla was also looking at the scenery on the roadside in a good mood at this time. Counting it now, he has not left the settlement for almost two years. Those treks and marches required for training are not counted. Such a long time, even when he was the patriarch, he never had it.Even if he is not bored, it is not a nuisance to go out occasionally, and he even chats with the people around him quite happily.

"What would you have done with that mage without me?" Meravia asked.

"Break the hands and feet and tie them up again," Takla said.

"Wouldn't he be able to resist?" Meravia said, senior mages still have an advantage over ordinary people.

"Just shoot faster than him," Takla said.

Meravia looked at Takla thoughtfully. The latter raised his eyebrows slightly. Meravia nodded, "You should be fine."

While they were talking, the captured senior mage was listening sullenly.This kind of reckless speech was a humiliation he had never experienced before. He didn't know how the silver-gray boy with short hair discovered his mage status, but if it wasn't for the man who didn't look like a human The silver-haired man... Even when he was an apprentice, he never experienced such severe oppression from his mentor. He is now a high-level mage, and he may be able to touch the threshold of a holy man in his lifetime. If this man Just standing where he was looking up, how far is that?

"We're lucky this time." Takla didn't care much about being scrutinized by Meravia like this, of course, his attitude would be very different if it was someone else, "If we didn't find you, I'm afraid you want to do something How about something?"

He was talking to Coulson, who was walking on the other side and claimed to be the president of the chamber of commerce.Meravia believed that he was a normal person without any talent for strength, but his self-reported identity was meaningful, so he was put into the most closely guarded group.Werewolves don't like such captives very much, because it is much more troublesome to take care of them than others. On the premise that they cannot be killed easily, general inquiries will not yield much useful things. It's easy to deal with, but the problem is that there are too many of them this time, and those shamans alone are enough to worry them.

The blond noble businessman smiled wryly.

"I don't want to do anything . . . so you won't believe it?" he said.

"Do you believe this yourself?" Takla asked.

"Of course." Coulson said very frankly.

"Aristocrats plus businessmen... your skins are twice as thick, right?" Werewolf Kiel came over and said bluntly.

In front of this group of humans and werewolves who held great prejudices—it couldn't be said to be prejudices, Coulson knew that discrimination was useless.He hasn't had a chance to talk to his mage so far. From the reaction of the senior mage who represented his brother to carry out the plan, he already has a rough judgment, but this idea deviates too much from the original inference.

That silver-haired, golden-eyed, beautiful young man whose inner strength far exceeds his appearance is the archmage who played an important role in this war.His power is strong enough to invalidate the detection talent of a mage with different pupils, and he can also paralyze a senior mage with rich combat experience in an instant, but he is not a Far East magician.That appearance can't be faked, and the flawless appearance from the hair to the fingertips can't reveal the regional and ethnic characteristics. At least he can be sure that this person will not be born in Lucia, and those golden pairs The eyes of the elves seem to appear only on the side of the elves...

While Coulson was meditating, Gray Wolf Kiel had already completed the handover of the captives with Takla and the others.

Sachel is ready to arrive.

Scar looked at the barbed wire fences outside the tribe. As a werewolf, like most tribesmen, he had no concept of a prisoner-of-war camp. In fact, Sacher hadn't experienced this scale for a long time, and it ended at this speed. Therefore, the camp surrounded by barbed wire was also built hastily. Apart from locking up those panicked orcs in groups like livestock, there was nothing else.

But this is finally a resettlement. Even if there is the problem of eating, drinking, and scattering of these wastes, and the trouble of how to deal with the group of shamans, compared with humans who have to deal with more than twice their population, this is relatively simple.

Sacher's tribe had already lit bonfires on the road to welcome them back. Scar would not forcibly restrain his knights at this time. The Biss knights were divided into two groups, one with humans and prisoners of war. To deal with them, another group of Bis knights got off their mounts one after another and walked towards their relatives and friends.Even Huckle on the other side could vaguely hear the flames and the laughter of victory, but compared to the shock caused by the endless flow of people passing through the Fox tribe before, this little movement could not affect their mood more.

Tira was allowed to stay in the tribe temporarily with her own people.The patriarch's house was so crammed that one foot couldn't squeeze in, and the fox clan standing outside wanted to tear down the roof, so as to hear the war process narrated by Tila.From time to time someone exclamated, only to be interrupted annoyed by other hearing impaired people.After Tira had almost finished describing the process, they began to discuss in whispers.

Tira did not add rhetoric such as exaggeration and description to his language as before. How pale the words he used proved how profound the impact of this war was on him.People who haven't really experienced that scene can't understand his real mood just by imagining, so he was asked more questions soon, but Tira didn't want to say any more.

Patriarch Aquinas finally displayed his dignity as a patriarch at this time, yelling and driving back all the dissatisfied clansmen, leaving a few elders who he could not wait for, and finally sent them away, only the The father and son looked at each other.

"Are you afraid, Tira?" Patriarch Aquinas asked.

"Yes, Father," Tyra whispered.

The patriarch Aquinas looked at his youngest and most hopeful child, and stretched out his hand to caress the top of his hair, just like in the long time ago, when Tira was just a child, "My child...sometimes understands fear Not a bad thing."

Tira looked up at his father, "But I haven't seen death, why am I still afraid?"

Patriarch Aquinas was silent for a moment before slowly saying: "Perhaps... what you fear is not death, but power."

Tira didn't speak for a while.

"Maybe so." He finally said, "I think I believe in the power of magicians more than others, but I'm actually not much better than those people."

"You are tired, go to sleep first." Patriarch Aquinas said, "The threat in front of us has been eliminated, and more will be discussed when the sun rises the next day."

Tira saluted his father, stood up and walked out the door.Patriarch Aquinas looked at his back and sighed softly.

There was still some distance from the thatched cottage that he hadn't returned to for a long time. Tila saw the light shining through the cracks in the soil. He walked over without any hesitation. When he was approaching the door, a small figure suddenly ran out. Almost bumped his head into his leg.The little thing was startled, looked up at him, turned around, opened the door curtain and hid again, Tira heard a familiar gentle voice asking: "What's wrong?"

Following the sound of approaching footsteps, his sister opened the door with a wind lantern—it was brought back from the settlement by Tira and given to her. After seeing her younger brother, the fox woman smiled: "You finally You're back, Tyra."

"I'm back," Tyra said.

"You haven't come back for a month, and fungi have grown on the grass beds. In fact, it has been moldy last time, right?" His sister said, "A few days ago, I asked An Tu to change the thatch, and I also ordered grass to smoke it. Bug, you don't always pay attention to these things..."

She didn't ask a question about the war, Tira finally felt a peaceful tiredness, and gradually leaned against the wall, listening to her voice quietly, looking at his appearance, her voice gradually became quieter, pulling Picking up the child's little hand, she said to him, "You must be very tired... Anyway, I'm glad you came back alive."

Tira shook her head, looked at the boy who was hiding behind her calf but still showed half of his face, and said, "Is this Tumo's son?"

His sister was a little speechless, and looked at him pleadingly, "They are still so young, no one takes care of them..."

"I don't have anything to blame you for," Tira said, "but there are too many, and you really can't see it."

After a pause, he said again: "I will apply to the settlement, and after a while, I will send them to a human school."