"First of all, I need ten people who can run errands and have a good brain to convey my orders and contact subordinates and friendly forces."
At noon, Zhou Qingfeng was arranging work for his subordinates. His sharp gaze swept across a group of "Crooked Jujube Cracked Pears", and everyone trembled with fright.
The people in the voodoo swamp all stripped their clothes, shaved their heads, and entered the vat filled with hot water one by one. Sulfur medicated soap was boiled in the bucket, and it smelled terrible—more than two hundred people, a dozen or so medicated soaps were not enough, they could only be melted in hot water to dilute.
Everyone must soak in a big wooden barrel for ten minutes, even the scalp must be soaked. Sulfur is highly irritating and can cause skin irritation.
Outside the barrel, there is a special person holding a brush to rub the skin. Make sure that the bather’s skin is in full contact with the liquid medicine. This makes many people cry and howl.
Zhou Qingfeng also had a full bath in the Voodoo Swamp, but it was not as mandatory as it is now. Everyone who took a bath was rubbed with a brush, and came out of the liquid medicine smoothly, and went to Zhou Qingfeng for examination with his head down and down.
Everyone then drank a sip of the oxytetracycline liquid, put on clothes that had also been soaked in the liquid, and was assigned to work.
Zhou Qingfeng's order should not be violated. The people of Voodoo Swamp lined up one by one, reluctantly accepting their fate. After marching and mobilization, these elm heads seemed to have opened up a little bit and acted a little more aggressively-those who disobeyed would be driven away, mercilessly.
Todd and others were thrown into the liquid medicine barrel by Zhou Qingfeng, and they all screamed when they took the bath. The water after the bath was dark and extremely disgusting, but after the bath, everyone felt better anyway.
Orc Todd is covered in fur, and he doesn't look good if he is shaved. So Zhou Qingfeng forced him to soak for half an hour, but he was beaten up.
The skinny Rubio couldn't escape the bath, and was appointed the leader of the communications class after the bath. The triangular-eyed black-hearted profiteer counts as Uncle Zhou's "one general", who can understand his orders at any rate, and can make adjustments according to the actual situation to do a good job.
With this flexibility and mobility, it is worth burning high incense to express gratitude!
Wilson and the craftsmen are technicians, they are responsible for packing the extremely important trebuchet. Whether the next battle can be successful depends on whether the two war machines are working properly? There are fifty people for their deployment.
The last is the logistic worker who boils water and cooks, and there are dozens of people. Since there is really no reliable manager, Zhou Qingfeng himself can only direct them to work. Otherwise, the idiots in the team don't know what will happen to them
It's trivial to eat and hide secretly, and it would be great fun if you cause food poisoning. After all, these guys don't have a good hygiene habit at all, and they are dirtier than the third brother.
The chaotic and orderly work is amazing, and even the people in the Iron Mine Valley come to watch the excitement. Druidnar came to Zhou Qingfeng and brought him five servants by the way. These servants had their heads shaved, and Todd pressed them into the almost dirty bath for disinfection.
Zhou Qingfeng stood at the lined up desk, determining how much flour to take out to make bread. Different task personnel have different ration standards, and the number of people who eat is also different. Generally, it is not easy to count the waste wood, so he controls it.
Although Zhou Qingfeng has been rushing to swear, but the specific problem can be solved quickly in front of him, and any mistake can be solved by him, and he can quickly correct it. This ability is impeccable.
Nal watched for a long time before stepping forward and saying hello, "Your Excellency Hugo, good afternoon. Last time you expressed your willingness to train a few servants for me. I just sent them here and thank you again by the way."
It's going to be a war, it's not good to be hungry As the'mascot', Zhou Qingfeng took the initiative to contract the logistics and three meals of the resistance team. After all, baking bread is also a craft, and many people don’t know how to do it at all.
The trained servant is being wailed by Todd's ghosts and howling, while Naer watched Uncle Zhou yell at the handyman like a cook and do some lowly work—he repeatedly emphasized that everyone must cut their nails and wash their hands to ensure hygiene. It's hard to accept.
But the food made is indeed much cleaner.
There happened to be a plate of bread just out of the oven, hot and fragrant.
Zhou Qingfeng handed one to Naer casually, "Taste it, the staple food during our battle is bread and dried meat, plus enough hot water. I will ensure that everyone can eat and fight."
While Naerpin tried to eat, Zhou Qingfeng glanced over the servant who was sent, and asked in a deep voice, "Are there literate people?"
The five trained servants shook their heads together in the medicine bucket.
"What's the math?"
Only one head nodded, the other four still shook their heads.
Zhou Qingfeng asked the nodding head: "How much is four times four?"
The nodding head was stunned, and then put ten fingers up, trying to calculate.
"Stop." Zhou Qingfeng waved his hand, "I know your level. After taking the bath and taking the medicine, refresh yourself.
You join the communication group, Rubio will be your head. Although the black-hearted profiteer is not very good at heart, but his ability is still good, I hope you can learn something during your internship. "
In a few words, the five intern servants were dismissed, and Zhou Qingfeng looked back at Naer again.
The female druid ate most of the bread. She didn’t know how to evaluate Zhou Qingfeng’s “bathing action”, but she raised the bread in her hand seriously, “If I can eat enough bread and hot water for every meal, I I think we will win the next battle."
Hahaha..., Zhou Qingfeng is only a compliment.
But Nar said seriously: "We sent people to the White Crow Camp to investigate. It is said that the old gang of Xiuss were in the wild, let alone eating hot food, even dry food could not be guaranteed.
A large number of goblin soldiers were sent to the front lines and fled because of hunger every day. Even the traitors in the mortar pit couldn't stand it, and they complained that the supply of this battle was a disaster.
There is no shortage of supplies, they are all stored in the mortar pit. But only a few kilometers away, things just can't be shipped. I guess the management ability of the Magru tribe is not as good as half of yours. "
As Narrative spoke, he solemnly put the remaining half of the bread into his rucksack, took out the kettle and ran to the big pot of the hot water group, filled with a pot of boiling water, and put his back on his waist. "If you don't have to worry about eating and drinking, victory will really be very easy."
The female druid patted Zhou Qingfeng's shoulder lightly this time to show her encouragement. For the next battle, her confidence became stronger than Zhou Qingfeng.
Instead, Zhou Qingfeng was stunned, and thought to himself: "Isn't it a routine operation to eat and drink?" He asked again: "Has the guys in the mine have enough trouble? When will they come out?"
Naer smiled bitterly and shook his head, "I don't know, there is actually nothing in the mine. But I guess they won't come out until they are hungry. Probably..., tomorrow."
As a result, it was three days later that Fei Zhe and other settlement leaders reached a compromise. They left some personnel to guard the mine sites they occupied, gathered a small number of personnel and handed them over to Zhou Qingfeng's command, and left the iron ore valley to march towards the orc stronghold several kilometers away.
Three days are enough for a lot of things to happen. When Fei Zhe and others saw Zhou Qingfeng's staff again, they were quite novel-everyone had their heads shaved, but their spirits were much better than when they first arrived. Even the frail guy regained some strength.
It couldn't be bad, including Todd, who was least willing to take a bath, praised Zhou Qingfeng's potion for killing all the lice on his body. Many people rarely get a good night's sleep without itching or pain. The old dwarf is even more admired, admiring his incomparable medical skills.
The reason is difficult for outsiders to understand. But people really felt the benefits, and they were all grateful to Zhou Qingfeng-only'Shadow' was extremely dissatisfied with his behavior, unreasonably dissatisfied.
Before leaving, every combatant received a day’s bread from Zhou Qingfeng’s logistics team and filled it with a pot of hot water. It was such a simple matter, and it caused a wave of morale.
Fei Zhe and others tossed for two or three days, exhausted. These idiots made Zhou Qingfeng extremely disappointed-really can't have too high expectations for these black forest buns. Their lower limit will never be imagined by normal people.
When they found that their own "Leader" kept eating and drinking in an orderly manner, the leaders were happy and thoughtful--they used to engage in internal fighting, but never considered this. The logistics are all self-provided and go home after eating.
Now someone specializes in logistics, which seems to be a very remarkable progress.
At this point, Zhou Qingfeng mounted a war horse, took two trebuchets and craftsmen on the journey to the battlefield. At the same time, the sentinel of the orc stronghold pissed into his settlement, panicking and shouting,'Come, here, the troublemakers are here. '