Chapter 556 The Fate of the North
Zeus walked out of the office somewhat tiredly, nodded to the banshee guarding the door, and walked outside.
He had a very tiring day, constantly switching between different bodies, waking up and unconscious, talking to Banshee or Gwen through various links, and even meeting a group of Undertaker of the Silent Temple.
Unfortunately, all kinds of chores were still waiting for him, and Alexei came to him with a huge pile of documents to ask for his opinion.
"The White Disaster is not moving now, what should we do?"
"Keep the troops stationed at the fortress, send a train to keep an eye on the White Disaster nearby, and report any situation at any time."
"How do we deal with Archduke Alvarez? They surrendered directly without any tricks and even helped us a little."
Hughes rubbed his brows and said, "First, seal up his property, leaving only the part he uses daily. Then write a report on his specific situation and hand it over to the trial court. Let Chloe study it overtime."
"Some of the scouts have returned. The White Plague has swept through some villages and towns. Since the White Plague mainly moved along the railway line and the flanks were not advancing very fast, there were basically no casualties, but many houses were destroyed, resulting in a large number of new refugees."
"Ask the refugees their wishes. Those who are willing to leave will be sent to Blood Harbor. Those who are unwilling to leave will be resettled in nearby towns. Set up some resettlement points first, at least to prevent people from freezing to death." After saying this, Hughes paused and added:
"Let the resistance army assist with this part. They are also familiar with the situation in the North."
Alexei flipped through the papers in his hand and pulled out a few more.
"besides?"
"Not much, not much. By the way, how about Grand Duke Longya? He led many of his men to attack the resistance army, but also left many noble lords behind."
"The land will be reclaimed and the people will be sent to the court of justice." Xiu Si sneered.
"Bazel's territory."
"Reclaim the land, and send the people to the stars. I mean, as for the people, we'll talk about it after we find them. There's no rush. By the way, Octavia's territory will be handled in the same way. Now that we're here, there should be no more nobles in the North."
"In addition to the nobles, there are also bandits and various gangs. Let's deal with them all at once. The North is in ruins now, and there are many jobs. Those who are willing to work honestly can be spared this time. Maybe they were forced by the situation before, but they refused to repent."
Hughes pointed to the bolt-action rifle carried by the Crusader not far away.
"If they don't understand reason, then try physics."
“Will this destabilize the situation?”
"There is only one entity in the North that can destabilize the situation, and that is our expeditionary force. Our position was won through guns and cannons, so how can it be unstable? If they have any objections, let them talk to Gatling."
"Okay, Lord, as for the burials of the Silent Temple, the Banshee's medical team suggested that they be evacuated. What do you think?"
"Are they seriously injured?"
"It's not serious for a transcendent, but he just can't wake up. Maybe he has some spiritual injuries."
"This..." Xius hesitated for a rare moment, and seeing that Alexei was a little strange, he took the initiative to explain:
"Castel's medical facilities are indeed much better. With Richard here, it won't be a problem to heal their spiritual injuries."
"But I'm worried that after they wake up, they'll go around Castel and maybe go back in!" Hughes said with great sorrow.
Alexei's expression turned strange when he heard this.
Castell syndrome has become more serious recently. It is said that many of the resistance fighters who went to the island were admitted to the hospital.
Now, at the dock on the island, apart from the customs, there is a hospital ward, which makes it convenient for people who get sick on the ship to be directly hospitalized for treatment.
"Forget it, let's send them over first. It might be more dangerous to leave them near the white fog. As long as we keep an eye on them and explain things to them, they should be able to accept it slowly, right?"
Hughes hesitated for a moment, but still signed the document.
Going crazy in the future is a matter for the future. Besides, it’s not that they cannot be saved. They just need to stay in the hospital for a longer period of time. Besides, they are priests of the Church of Silence, one of the four major churches. They have received professional training and should be able to withstand it.
Alexei took the document, opened his mouth, but finally swallowed what he wanted to say.
"Anything else?"
Alexei closed the document and put it aside. He looked at his lord solemnly:
"Also, how should we deal with the North? This is an extremely vast territory, accounting for nearly one-third of the empire, and now it is in our hands."
Hughes paused.
"Do you have any suggestions, Alexei?"
"If we follow tradition, you should enfeoff some retainers and select some close associates as lords of various places to take over the northern border. You can also use this influence to ask the empire for a letter of enthronement, and they will definitely give it to you. You only need to submit to the empire in name, and you can become the de facto duke who actually controls the entire northern border of the empire and half of Tis in the southeast, and compete with the empire."
"What about something less 'traditional'?"
"You can also follow the path of the Queen in the past and establish a civil service system, replacing feudal nobles with professional bureaucrats. All bureaucrats will be responsible to you, and you will return power to Castel. You can use war as a lubricant between different classes, and use military merit to quell all opposition voices. Just like when the empire was at its most prosperous, you can cultivate with scimitars and war, and become the next emperor on the Ironthorn throne."
"Oh, that sounds great, my friend, but if you don't give me some serious advice, I'm going to kick you in the ass with my boot."
Zeus grinned. If he had been born as the noble Zeus, he might have been tempted by these two suggestions.
But this body is just a shell. Death cannot threaten him, power cannot tempt him, difficulties cannot hinder him, and he can even climb over the high walls built by this idealistic world with his will time and time again.
He is not afraid of failure. He can fail again and again, and he always has the confidence to go his own way.
"Then there is still a road to Castel. We will build schools and factories, and also produce ironclad ships and airships in the North. We will pile up munitions into mountains, fill the wasteland with production capacity, and build the North into the next Castel. We will build every place into Castel, so that the enemy will go crazy when they see us and can only stay in the ward and wail. Let the technology that they will never understand and the creations that they dare not even describe crush everything that is sad and insignificant about them!"
"My Lord, please make a decision. Your will is the fate of the four territories in the North."
(End of this chapter)
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