I really can't control myself

In the end, it was the elves who did the work of "evacuating the refugees", and Sivir dared to let tens of thousands of people of unknown origin enter their camp.

Linton didn't care. It didn't matter who helped. After all, what he wanted was just the population. As for the war between the elves and the humans, no matter how Linton thought, the elves were no match for the human army. They completely overwhelmed the army in terms of quantity and quality of armaments. In other words, the elves were indeed stronger in terms of individual combat capabilities, but Linton Dun felt that this difference in the quality of individual soldiers could not make up for the difference in national strength between the two sides.

Of course, the elves didn't have any foreign workers. Linton's request for them was that the evacuation of the refugees should be completed before the war started, and the elves agreed. They were really disgusted by this incident, and they quickly sent all the refugees away so that they could concentrate on reorganizing their troops and preparing for war. Now they don't have time to scheming with Linton, so they should finish it quickly and send the people away.

So these days, Linton has to go to the Elf military camp every day. It's not just a supervisor, the main thing is...the elves are really fun. Linton said that he likes the way you look at me and can't get rid of me, especially the commander of the army, Xi Weier. , surprisingly interesting.

"This is impossible! It is absolutely impossible for us to provide military rations!" At this time, Xiweier here was roaring in front of Linton.

The main thing is that many of the gathered refugees have no food to eat. Linton's evacuation plan is to first gather the dispersed people to nearby cities. Linton didn't say what happened next. In fact, Linton didn't say what happened next. Linton was prepared to pull them away through the portal, otherwise it would be too late to hand in the task. The elves thought that they had gathered together to take them away, which was not surprising, and they didn't ask about it.

However, the Kingdom of Sardinia is originally a poor country that often has no food to eat. This group of refugees has little food storage. How to solve the food problem for so many people? Linton was definitely unprepared, but there was a lot of food in Xincheng, so he didn't worry about this problem at all. The empire was now very rich with money and food, so he could just allocate some at will. But the problem is that during the period of waiting here, these refugees have no food to cross. They are so poor that they have trouble preparing food for more than ten days. This is the case for most families.

Of course, these refugees also responded. It was you who asked us to move. Can you solve the food problem? Otherwise, if you let us go back to farm, hunt, dig wild vegetables, catch fish, etc., we won't starve to death, right?

By the way, most of the people in the Kingdom of Sardinia were quite cooperative with the immigration work. After all, they didn’t know that Linton didn’t intend to let them back at all, but only took temporary refuge. If they were to avoid the war, of course they didn’t want to die. Yes. Who knows how long the war between humans and elves will last, how many months? several years? This is all normal. And their king came to give them assurance and mobilization. Seeing that the king also said so, of course they agreed to take refuge in the empire.

But the problem is that we need to be able to reach the empire alive. Now that you are not giving food to the migrants, are you preparing to starve them to death on the road? Then it's better not to leave. Although there is war, you may not necessarily die, but if you don't have food, you will definitely starve to death.

Seeing that the people here are about to get into trouble, the matter has of course spread to the elves who are responsible for the transfer. Then the elves didn't want to do it in the first place. It was all forced by Linton. You should be responsible for this, right? Not yourself contact a wave of grain.

"I trust you, so I entrust you with such an important task of relocating refugees. Can't you even do this well?" Linton said righteously, "If you can't do it, let my team Come and take over, and they won't cause any food shortage problems."

"You..." Xiweier pointed at Linton and said nothing for a long time. She really had never seen such a disgusting guy. Linton knew that it was absolutely impossible for them to let people from the so-called love team enter their camp, so he caught this madness and disgusted them, and even prepared to let them use their own military rations to help the people this time.

Although Linton didn't say it explicitly, the only place with food currently is the military camp. Is there any other food? But how could the military rations be used casually to do this? What does this group of refugees have to do with the elves? Why should we help them?

But if you don’t help, will these refugees wait to die? What if they riot? Even if you don't have the courage to riot, just running away will be troublesome, because there are fewer people, Linton can also say that you haven't done your job well, I will let my team take over, or something like that. It's this kind of disgusting person who is in a dilemma. Xiver has encountered similar situations recently.

Taking a deep breath, Xiverer forced herself to calm down again. Every time I encounter such a disgusting thing these days, they are the ones who compromise in the end. Yes, they just can't be tough. Who knows that the opponent is a saint, and they can't stand up.

Although she was extremely angry, Xiweier could only start to calculate the minimum amount of food to take out. It was impossible to feed this group of people, just barely not starving to death, just one meal a day and some rusk biscuits and the like were given out every day.

"Oh, there are still 30,000 troops from the elves that haven't arrived yet." Just as he was thinking about it, Linton was already looking through the documents on Xiweier's desk.

"Hey! This is our military secret! Put it down!" Xiver said anxiously, because Linton always appears and disappears. He has never come in through the gate. Sometimes he is already in your tent inexplicably. . Just like this time, Xiweier was studying the upcoming war. Linton had already come to talk to her. The documents were all on the table. She didn't have time to put them away, and she didn't expect Linton to actually pick them up and read them. .

"It seems that the human race has not received information about this army yet." Linton said.

"Saints cannot interfere in wars!" Xiver said immediately.

"Hey, don't be so nervous. How do I know if this information is true or if it was put on the table for me to see and is actually false information? This doesn't mean anything at all." Linton said with a smile.

"Yes...that's right!" Xiweier suddenly realized that she could take the initiative to release information. Why didn't she think of this trick?

"You seem to have the words 'How did I come up with this trick' written on your face." Linton suddenly said, startling Xiver here.

"I'm... no, in short, do you believe this information or not!" Xiver said immediately, of course she kept shouting in her heart, don't believe it.

"Actually, if we send these 30,000 people to set up an ambush here, the effect should be good." Linton pointed to a location on the map next to him and said.

"Here? The terrain seems like a good place to set up an ambush..." Siver walked up and looked at the map and said, "But I don't know the details... Who wants to discuss this kind of thing with you! Saints cannot interfere in wars!"

"You have to say this a hundred times a day these days, but it's useless no matter how much you emphasize it. After all... the Holy Level is the Holy Level, and the Holy Level Association only guarantees the interests of the Holy Level, not you. These are the interests of those under the Holy Level. The Holy Level's non-participation in the war is just a cosmetic compromise. In reality, do you think that if I insist on intervening, how much role can the Holy Level Association play?" Linton said with a smile.

These words really made Xi Weier feel uncomfortable, because this was exactly how she felt these past few days. Linton was jumping up and down in the military camp all day long. You said he directly participated in the war, which is true, but you said he would not interfere. Is this really no interference? But do you think the Saint-Level Association is in charge? Is there anyone to supervise? In fact, she also knows that as long as Linton doesn't directly kill tens of thousands of people in one blow, Linton will do whatever he likes, you say go to the Holy Association to file a complaint, etc., you will definitely be the first person to die. Myself, because you have refuted the saint's face.

"Then what do you want me to do? How free are you? Why do you hang out in our military camp every day? Are you a saint? Can't you go to practice and travel? You are really free, but you are Go teach a disciple!" Xiweier shouted.

"In that case, I will accept you as my disciple. In this way, when the human army destroys all the elves, if you tell me your name, I can at least spare your life." Linton said.

"Who wants to be your disciple! And the winner of this war will definitely be us elves!" Xiver said immediately.

"You are quite confident. Including the 30,000 support here, which is a total force of 80,000, the human army of 340,000 over there will crush you in sheer numbers." Linton said.

"We, the warriors of the elves, have absolutely no problem defeating five weak soldiers from the human race." Xiver said.

"Oh, then it seems that your army really only has 80,000 troops. I thought there were other reinforcements." Linton nodded.

"You...are you trying to trick me?" Xiweier said anxiously.

"I also told you directly about the 340,000 troops of the human race. This is called exchanging information, not a cliché." Linton said.

"I...how do I know that the human race's 340,000 troops are true? What if you lied to me?" Xiweier said.

"That's okay." Linton said and suddenly grabbed Xi Weier, "I'll take you to see it directly, so you won't believe it."

"Huh?" Before Xiver understood what Linton was talking about, the surrounding scenery suddenly changed, and the two of them appeared in a huge place that looked like a military camp.

"Who is it?" Sure enough, as soon as he landed, he was spotted by the sergeant next to him. A large number of soldiers rushed over, and they were all human soldiers.

Xiweier obviously didn't understand what was going on, but when she saw the human soldiers coming around, she subconsciously touched the sword on her waist, but she missed it. She didn't take the sword, and it was still in the tent just now.

"Sir Sword Master!" But at this moment, a person who was probably a general ran up next to him. He knew Linton and quickly saluted Linton. The soldiers nearby also put away their weapons immediately when they saw it. They probably guessed who this "Sword Master" who looked like a young man was.