He bowed to Xu Di, who quickly helped him up, saying, "Brother, it is my duty to ensure that the people under my jurisdiction live a good life. This is what I should do. Don't worry, the reconstruction of the village will definitely begin next year. At that time, our village, as the frontline village on the coast, will surely be the frontline fortress to kill the Japanese pirates."

Xu Di already had a plan in mind. The three villages nearby were not far from the sea, and there was a small pier nearby. Moreover, the reefs by the sea were very easy to defend. If he built a few forts here, he would make sure that the Japanese would not return alive.

Having already chosen this place as a garrison location, the three nearby villages naturally needed to be replanned. After returning to the county government office, Xu Di thought about the terrain he had seen during the day and, based on his memory, drew a fairly accurate topographical map.

Xu Di was busy until dinner time when Chen Zhaoci sent someone to call him home for dinner. Only then did he put down his pen, put the completed topographical map in his pocket, and go to the room in the back where the wounded and sick were being housed.

Although there were some vacant houses behind the county government office, they were still separated according to gender and the severity of their symptoms. Chen Zhaoci and Bai Wei spent the whole afternoon treating all the injured and sick. Most of the injuries were knife wounds, and many had become infected and suppurated because they had only been simply bandaged. Chen Zhaoci used most of the distilled alcohol he had brought, as well as a lot of anti-inflammatory medicine, and finally managed to calm everyone down.

The county government kitchen had already prepared the meal, and charcoal braziers were placed in each room. Xu Di checked each room one by one, and seeing that there were no problems, he went home to prepare for dinner.