Thousands of sparks

Chapter 73 Landmines
When Finn was taken away by the postmen in red, Dusande felt the undisguised hatred eyes from all around him.

People's hearts are a steelyard, and everyone knows who is good and who is bad.Finn's life was saved by the villagers, but what they paid was only a poor mother's milk.But what Finn gave back to the villagers was a real improvement in life that everyone could see.

With his active promotion, the life of the villagers is getting better.

In the eyes of the villagers, Finn is no longer just a village chief, but a member of them.

He is the soul of this collective.

What's more, in the hearts of the poor, nobles and postmen in red are untrustworthy guys with their own points deducted.

Now these untrustworthy ones have captured their souls and are taking people away.If the hatred in the eyes of the villagers was real, then Dusand would at least have to be cut into individual cells by now.

This is the result of Finn having already greeted the villagers in advance - he stayed up all night last night, knocking on doors from door to door to inform him that he "is about to be taken away by the imperial postman in red".

Then they confiscated all the weapons in everyone's hands and stored them in the cave where Colt was held.

"I ask you to take care of the affairs in the village." Finn, who was surrounded by postmen in red, turned his head with some difficulty, and shouted at Dusand, "Mr. Lord, don't forget your promise!"

Dusand stood where he was, watching Finn being driven westward after being brought into the steam carriage.I was a little apprehensive, but also a little calm.

He basically did everything he could do, and then... let everything be left to fate.

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With his hands behind his back, Morse walked around the village a few times curiously.He pointed to the dry toilet beside him and said to Du Sande, "Can you get used to this environment?"

"I need to get used to it." Dusand replied indifferently, "Although this environment is terrible, at least I am safe-this is very rare."

Morse was a little surprised. He didn't expect Dusande to be able to adapt.

According to his assumption, Dusande might be eager to return to Upper Albin's home as soon as he saw him.Being stuck in this kind of environment for several days, the ten-year-old boy might not be able to bear this situation long ago.

There is no running water, no gas lamps, no delicious food and soft beds, and even the toilet is this kind of dry toilet-a strange pungent smell can be smelled after several joules.

The vast majority of nobles probably don't even have the courage to approach such a toilet.

In his mind, Morse labeled Dusand as "extremely adaptable".

"Population registration is already underway, and it should be completed soon." Dusand didn't care about flush toilets at all right now. All he could think about was to promote the progress of the village being recognized as a town as soon as possible. "What work is there next?"

"The work of surveying the land and fields can be put on hold for a while, after all, it is a long-term work," Morse replied. "Now ... we have to give this town a name."

"Let's call it Finn." Dusande had a flash of inspiration, "I believe the residents here will agree."

The County of Fern was formed in a single sentence from Dusand.

There is nothing special about the establishment of this town, and there is nothing "epic".There are no seraphs with steam falling from the sky, and there are no noble and heroic knights raising their swords high and shouting long live three times.

Dusande didn't even have any special feelings for himself. He felt that he was just completing an established plan that he and Finn had already finalized.

Of course the name "Finnshire" was entirely Dusand's own brainstorm, but it worked really well.

The villagers, who wanted to kill Dusand with their eyes, were a little surprised when they heard the name of the town, and then looked at Dusand suddenly...kindly.

"It's a good name." Several elderly villagers looked at each other, then nodded in satisfaction, "This little nobleman is also good."

The little noble Du Sande not only gave Fern County a good name, but also brought them further subsidy policies.

If the Colonial Hall promoted the village last time, Fern County would get a lot of building materials, pipes, and a large number of steam engines for processing and transporting building materials.

Referring to the old calendar is an administrative practice that is less error-prone and saves trouble.For imperial bureaucrats, before doing things, they should first ensure that they will not make mistakes and bear the corresponding consequences, and other things can be put aside for later.

But this obviously does not meet the needs of the residents of Fern County.

What they need is fuel, clothing and food to get them through the winter.

More importantly, the way to live in this place in the future.

With the full assistance of the Speaker of the House of Commons, the Home Affairs Committee, and the Director of the Interior Bureau, Escobar, a large number of construction materials were replaced with food, fuel, and cloth.The administrative center that the empire was responsible for building will still exist, but it will be changed from three floors to one.

These supplies will be delivered continuously over the next two weeks.

Dussand and Morse are now working on more important work.Morse and a team of engineers were surveying the village, while Dusand saw the commodore who was missing an arm again.

"My lord, I feel more relieved after knowing that you are safe." General Horn smiled brightly. He patted Dusand's shoulder vigorously with his remaining right hand, and then said cheerfully, "I didn't expect that you not only live Come down, and bring a town to the empire!"

Dusand's shoulder hurt from being slapped, but Dusande was also very happy to see this Mr. Commodore, who had been pretending to be a navy captain for a long time.

Despite the loss of an arm, General Horn still looks alive -- or firing.He personally arrived in Fern County with a group of loyal and experienced naval commandos from Orin, in order to arrange a defensive layout for this newborn town that could withstand attacks.

Even though his arm was broken under the bombardment commanded by the people of Fern County, General Horn still faithfully performed his duties as an imperial soldier.He even spoke highly of the shelling operations and tunnel raids planned by Finn in private.

In the words of General Horn, the attack "demonstrated a high degree of professionalism and control over the situation, and the level of artillery preparation and covert engagement has reached the average level of the Imperial Army."

I don't know whether this is General Horn's heartfelt words, or he is making fun of the Army again.

His Excellency is currently commanding a company of soldiers and has commenced basic civil engineering work at various locations of "strategic and tactical interest" around Fernshire.

According to Dusand's request and the general's personal request, the soldiers of this naval assault company with rich combat experience quickly marked out several areas and began to dig the ground.Soldiers from two of the engineering squads began to directly block the roads - two roads from Boysenk to Fien County were directly dug and mined by engineers.

"Colonial administrators who arrive in Finn from Upper Albion will land directly on our landing craft. Anyone who passes through these two roads without permission can be regarded as hostile." General Horn pointed at the changing The road into the minefield said to Dusand, "Mr. Lord, you should notify the townspeople as soon as possible so that they do not pass through this minefield within a week."

"Is... is this necessary?" Dusande looked at the roads that had been dug up and buried mines irregularly, with sweat dripping from his forehead, "These two roads will still be used in the future, right?"

"Do you think we are an army?" General Horn glared at Dusand, "Every buried mine will be precisely located, and after the task of blocking the road is over, we will dig out the mines. "

　Sorry for the late update today, it won't be tomorrow!
　　
　
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