"There is a shortage of manpower in the Annu Fortress. In addition to supply, we also have to support some of the troops and workers. The problem is that our soldiers are not large."

Speaking of this, the count looked sad and frowned slightly.

Shortly after Faralin's reform began, the army was separated from the garrison, and the number of people is now less than 10,000.

However, the selection mechanism of the garrison is very strict and the quality of the soldiers is very good.

"You can attack again when you lose someone, but you must not lose this war." Martin narrowed his eyes and said with a very firm attitude.

Faralin is his starting point.

Moreover, many subsequent plans have to be carried out around this city.

Especially after learning the prophecy of the Lord of Time, Martin hoped that there would be such a city that could participate in management and implement reforms.

Only in Faralinburg, his words can be taken seriously.

"But now the battle in the wilderness has just begun. It can be foreseen that the battle between the two princes will not end in a short period of time. Do you have any good opinions?"

The Count looked at Martin with anticipation and asked sincerely.

The Gapher Empire, which has been through more than a thousand years of wind and frost, seems a little stormy at this moment.

To be honest, if the civil war was not imminent, the Kingdom of Lance would probably not have chosen to invade at this time.

Martin has always given the Count a variety of surprises.

All kinds of constructive opinions can be put forward.

He hopes this time is no exception.

Martin thought for a while and said, "Increase the recruitment efforts, not only for Fort Faralin, but also the Hobrick Corps next to us, and even the entire southern border, can be recruited."

The Count pondered for a moment, then shook his head slightly: "But we send someone to leave Faralin to recruit troops, which is not appropriate."

Martin smiled and expressed his thoughts: "Let the merchants who come and go to promote the generous treatment of our army and give them a commission."

"A soldier ten, twenty silver coins, and even more. Anyway, what we don't lack the least is money..."

"In addition, the temple can also help with corresponding publicity. This is an issue involving Gapher's territory. I believe it can win more support."

When Cross heard Martin say this, his thinking immediately became broader, and he nodded and said:

"Even if the person who comes does not meet the level of soldiers' selection, he can stay in Faralin to make up for the labor shortage caused by the large number of recruitment of soldiers in Faralin."

"In addition, they also need a place to live, so that another plan can be implemented."

Martin knew that the Count was talking about the plan to build cheap rental houses.

Nowadays, most of the workers in Faralin rent houses, and the environment is dirty and messy, and it is still the breeding place for many cases.

Now the municipal department has a lot of real estate. In Martin's proposal some time ago, it was the point of converting some houses into cheap rental houses.

There have been many similar exchanges between the two.

Martin deeply admired the Count's ability to learn from others.

Chatting with smart people is so relaxed and enjoyable.

"How is the concrete you mentioned doing now?" the count asked suddenly.

Speaking of this, Martin showed a hint of embarrassment on his face.

"This... I've been busy recently, so I have to ask Grace for the specific situation. However, the material formula is not a big problem, and I mainly have to find the limestone ore."

Martin didn't know much about how cement was made. He only knew that the raw materials were limestone, clay and remaining slag for iron smelting, which might have to be calcined once in the middle.

However, the specific process and material ratio are not very clear.

Martin provided a general direction, and the specific content needed Gress, the executor, to experiment slowly.

However, Martin has considerable confidence in Gladys.

After handing him over many related things, he will always get surprise feedback in no time.

With cement, house construction can be accelerated.

Moreover, this thing is sturdy and durable, and is one of the very important inventions.

But even if not, the impact is not great.

Faraline does not lack land, even if it is made of wood, it is OK to build a house.

"But the recruitment will take some time. The easiest way is to stop the civil war, so that the Lances will probably not dare to invade again." Martin said.

The Count shook his head with a gloomy face: "How could Rafis give up the throne? Not to mention Tessa, the Lance people may have been attracted by him!"

By the end, Cross had already felt a little angry.

Martin didn't know what to say about this cruel and ruthless fifth prince.

For the throne, foreign enemies were attracted.

And he was reluctant to save him at the beginning and wanted to watch Faralin Castle fall into the opponent.

In addition, the king was poisoned by him, most of the time...

The desire for power has already caused His Highness the Five Prince to fall into a state of madness.

To stop the civil war… an idea popped up in Martin’s mind.

However, this idea was too whimsical and hesitated for a while, but Martin still didn't say it out in the end.

But the Earl obviously saw it from his expression and encouraged: "If you have any ideas, just say it out, there are no outsiders here."

Martin pondered for a moment before saying, "Can you let the third prince ask for help from the other two princes and threaten them, if anyone does not send troops to rescue them, will they support the other party?"

Judging from the current situation, the troops possessing between the Great Prince and the Five Prince are about 200,000.

Tessa's control of the army was a little less, but he had a geographical advantage and had already taken up the throne.

Overall, the two sides can be evenly matched, and no one can do anything to each other for the time being.

However, if the third prince joins in, it will be hard to say.

The Cold Wind Knights under his command were Gaver's most elite cavalry unit.

The 100,000 troops in Annu Fortress are all professional soldiers and are often trained, which is very different from those temporarily recruited teams.

If each side could support Annu 30,000 to 50,000 people, the defensive pressure would be much less.

But this idea was a bit too wild. The count thought for a while and shook his head.

"If the Lances attacked Faralin, the first thing they came into contact with was the southern border, which was Rafaz's territory..."

Martin is just a programmer and is not very familiar with these power schemes. He just put forward this suggestion seems more or less mature enough.

However, the Earl still said that he would consider it and see if there is a possibility of getting support from the other two princes in another way.

After chatting with the Count about other things, Martin stood up and said goodbye, leaving the manor in the Count's carriage...

At night, Martin sat at the table, put away all the Dimon dictionary he had sorted out and nailed it into a book with needles and threads.

He had read all the letters sent from Rona.

My understanding of Di Mongolian language has finally made a great progress.

Speaking of which, Martin doesn't know the other party's name yet.

In two days, you can ask Mr. Karan and send a reply to a letter to thank him.

Martin once again took out the "Travels of the Spiritual Realm" copied earlier.

There are more than twenty pages of content in total, and this time it looks even smoother.

[This book records the interesting experiences I encountered when I visited the spiritual world with **, and also has some discussions on other aspects.]

[**'s foresight is not just about knowledge, every word he says is worthy of deep thought.]

——Daktre

This is the content of the title page on the book.

The name "Dakrit" Martin is no stranger to it.

Lord of space.

The quill in his hand was once his thing.

The rituals in the space field naturally cannot avoid him, so it is not surprising that the Secret Words Cultivation Society can master this person's real name.

There are still some rules to avoid when writing names in Di Mongolian.

Therefore, in the letters sent, the words that involve the name do not seem to be written in a pen, but are engraved with some things.

Like a seal.

However, Di Mongolian language seems to contain stronger power. Just seeing this name will make Martin feel a slight dizzy.

As for "**", it is a word that still does not know the meaning.

But with the context, Martin feels like it might be some kind of title.

With the admiration of this person between the lines of Daqutri, this person looks like a knowledgeable person.
To be continued...