After Maxing out all Classes

Chapter 394: I want an army

Chapter 394: I want an army

The second morning, when Robb was having breakfast on his stone stool, chief Elsie came.

He reported some meaningless work as usual, just to lick his boots.

He turned over the parchment in his hand and reported seriously, "Godfather, recently, more than 500 prisoners have been released from prison because of their good performance. Most of them chose to work in Westwind Town, and only a small part of them obtained the pass and returned to the desert kingdom. However, when they left, they all said that they were willing to pick up their wives and children to live here."

Robb nodded with a smile, "great!"

It was Robb's strategy to commute as many sentences as possible for the prisoners. The fact that the more than 3000 soldiers had been thrown into the prison was a huge waste of human resources. Therefore, as long as they performed well, they would be commuted crazily and be released as ordinary people as soon as possible, which was conducive to "real" improvement of the population size of Westwind Town and the capacity of the labor market.

Moreover, Westwind Town was getting bigger and bigger. With the growth of the population, the public security problems began to become more and more prominent. Occasionally, some people would fight and steal.

Fortunately, everyone knew that Godfather could use the resurrection technique. It was better not to do such a stupid thing as killing and arson. Because it was meaningless to kill people to keep their mouths shut, as long as Godfather resurrected the dead, he would know who the murderer was as soon as he asked.

Therefore, there had been no major criminal case in Westwind Town

However, thieves also needed to be taken care of. They needed to get more prison guards as soon as possible and put them in a more important security management post. They couldn't always be trapped in prison.

Robb said, "Increase the intensity of their sentence. As long as they behave well, they can reduce their sentence for one or two years. You can even directly grant amnesty and release them. I don't care about this. You can decide it by yourself."

Chief Elsie was delighted secretly. The more things he can control, the greater his power would be. He was the most powerful official in Westwind Town!

Robb suddenly said, "wait! Don't leave in a hurry. I have something to deal with you."

"Go ahead, Godfather."

Robb pointed at the newly dug graves on the hillside beside the chapel and said with a smile, "last night, more than a dozen orcs slipped into Westwind Town and were chopped to death by Russ and buried there."

Hearing this, Elsie was almost shocked to jump up. "Orcs? Damn it! Why did they come to Westwind Town? It's my fault. I didn't protect Westwind town well enough. I'll go to the patrolling police and severely punish them."

"You don't have to punish them." Robb smiled and said, "dozens of prison guards have to patrol a city with more than ten thousand people. How can they do that? It's inevitable that there is a omission. It's not their fault."

Mr. Elsie immediately said, "Godfather is so generous."

Robb said, "Westwind Town is getting bigger and bigger. Even if I have a range of 5000 yards, there will be some places that I can't see. Now it seems that there is some movement in the Black Pine Mountains, and the monster army is about to make a move. Now, even a group of orcs came to me. Therefore, it's time for us to build a real defense team to assist me in protecting the people."

Hearing this, chief Elsie was overjoyed. He had been waiting for this opportunity for a long time. The first real army had a high status. If Godfather would be independent in the future, this army would be officially turned into a Royal knight team. If he could be the head of the Royal Knights, he would be the eldest Duke.

He hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Godfather, if you don't mind, I'm willing to be responsible for establishing this army."

Robb smiled and said, "Oh? Tell me what you expect!"

Chief Elsie immediately said, "my expectation is that this army will be named Robbs personal guard team. All the soldiers must swear to be loyal to Godfather, and Godfather's will is the most important...."

"Slow down! Stop!" Robb immediately interrupted him and scolded with a smile, "Damn it! I just want you to tell me the source and scale of the army, not to make a stand first and flatter me all day long."

Chief Elsie thought to himself, [of course I should first express my attitude to the military! If you suspect that I'm not loyal to you, you're doomed. Of course, I have to show that this army is loyal to you first. Under this major premise, we can talk later.]

He cleared his throat and said, "the problem about the military source is very simple. Let the farmer..."

Robb immediately interrupted, "Hey, the farmer want to grow the field."

Chief Elsie said, "Godfather has always been kind and never allows the villagers to participate in the war, but this is not good in other lands. When the leader of the army starts a war, he will order farmers to put down their farm work and wear armors to become soldiers. This has always been a tradition. In this way, we can summon at least three thousand soldiers at any time in Westwind Town.

"What the hell is such a tradition? Thats give up military resources." Robb said, "in Westwind Town, a farmer is a farmer. They are not professionals in fighting, so if they accidentally kill themselves and ask me to revive them. It's a waste of my lazy time."

Chief Elsie was rendered speechless

Well, since Godfather doesnt like it, as the number one licking dog, of course he would immediately change the plan. He immediately said, "then the worker..."

Without waiting for him to continue, Robb immediately interrupted, "not even the workers! The technical workers are all treasures of Westwind Town. How can they be taken to fight?"

Chief Elsie rolled his eyes and said, "that's it. Organize the prisoners and let them fight. After all, they are the army of the desert kingdom. If we bring them here, they will be ours immediately."

Robb glared at him angrily and said, "many of them are slave soldiers. They are pitiful. It wasnt easy for them to become commoners after being trained in Westwind Town. Their strength is growing. If you want them to continue to be slave soldiers, they will collapse."

Mr. Elsie said awkwardly, "Godfather, if you don't allow anyone to move, how can you organize an army?"

Robb snorted, "I don't want an army like this. What I want is a professional army!"

"Hmm? A professional mercenary?"

"Those that don't just fight for money. That kind of soldier has no soul and is not advisable. What I want is a soldier from Westwind Town, born only to protect Westwind Town. They are not engaged in agriculture, or any other industry. They don't need to worry about anything except fighting."

"Really?" Mr. Elsie was not a fool. After thinking for a while, he understood, "an army like this may need more time for training since it doesn't have much work to do. Of course, its combat effectiveness will be much better, but... It will cost a lot of money. It's much more than the cost of the armies we already have."