My Frostmourne can't be so cute

"There are a total of ninety people, and a team of five people. I happen to be the extra one."

Altea shook her fingers and told Malone.

"So..."

Ma Long nodded and couldn't help but laugh. It seemed that Altea, the commander of the militia brigade, had only become the "polished commander" on the first day he took office.

"Then Malong, shall we go to fetch water now? How about starting from Vera's house?"

Althea didn't know that Ma Long was making fun of herself, she rolled up her sleeves in a serious manner, showing her bright and white forearms, and said seriously.

"Fetch water... forget it, you can't lift the water tank."

Malone shook his head and said.

"You carry it with me!"

Altea said with joy.

"I asked Paul and the others to go because I was too lazy to fetch water for Vera."

Malone shook his head repeatedly after hearing Altea's words and muttered softly.

"what?"

Altea's eyes widened and asked in amazement-she felt as if she had heard something terrible.

"No, it's nothing... Altea, let's put the water fetching aside first, let's go find your father."

Ma Long hurriedly covered up and said.

"Oh... what do you want to do with my father?"

Altea is simply "a hundred thousand why", always having endless questions.

"You'll know if you find him."

Malone shook his head helplessly, called Rubes, and began to look for Elro Eberlock in the town.

"Wait for me!"

Altea quickly rolled down her sleeves and hurriedly followed Malone.

...

When Malone and Altea found Elro Eberlock, he and Richard the Beard were visiting the refugees who had just settled in the town from house to house.

"Sir Lothar, what's the matter?"

Seeing Malone, Elro Eberlock looked surprised-he thought Malone had already led the militia to train.

"Well, there are some things... Regarding everyone's old line before the war, Elro, is there anything we can use?"

Malone and Altea sat down in the living room of this residential house—the tables and chairs in the living room were still covered with dust. It seemed that not every family had a hardworking mistress like Vera.

"It's almost done. Old Nelson is a blacksmith. Although he is quite old, he is still very strong. I told him to live in the blacksmith's shop. The anvil and furnace are still in good condition. Although there is not enough charcoal, he will undertake some repairs. Work, make some gadgets, I don’t think it will be a problem."

Elro Eberlock took out his "Mayor's Notes", read it through and said to Malone.

"Well, what else?"

Ma Long nodded and asked.

"The furniture and other items in the town can guarantee us at least one year. I think cobblers and carpenters are not so effective for the time being, and I only found a few apprentices... The good news is that at least three people are at war. I worked as a clerk before the outbreak, and I think they can be of great use."

Elro Eberlock continued.

"Absolutely... three people, right? Uncle Richard, wait for you to take these three people, take the key to the warehouse, light the candles, and record everything in the warehouse locally. We must Know what we have now and what we lack."

Malone said to Richard the Beard.

"Understood, I will remember these things with them."

Richard the Beard nodded—it was obvious that, as an old friend of Elro Eberlock and a high reputation among refugees, he had become the well-deserved number three figure in Yese Town now.

"I will ask Vera to control the food records. From now on, all the things in the town will be distributed by you, Elro. Only in this way can we hold on for as long as possible."

Ma Long said seriously-in such a difficult time, only by arranging the materials in a centralized manner can we ensure maximum utilization without waste.(To be continued.)

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"I understand, it is indeed the only way to ensure the supply of women and children."

Elro Eberlock nodded and said.

Up to now, the refugee team is very harmonious/harmonious-the identity of Elro Eberlock’s pastor, the reputation that Malone inherited from Anduin Lothar, and the West Springs garrison loyal to him can be guaranteed The stability of this refugee team of less than 300 people.

If not, at such a time, the threat of the orcs is put aside, and the conflicts and divisions among people for the distribution of materials are the most deadly.

"Besides... Since the orcs haven't had time to plunder this town, there must be a lot of things left in the dwellings that we haven't set foot in. I think we can set up a search team to carry these from house to house. Find things and deliver them to the warehouse. Whether it’s food, clothing or other things, we use them all."

Malone continued.

"Well, Richard and I will gather everyone together in a while, in fact, everyone is worrying about nothing to do!"

Elro Eberlock's eyes lit up and said quickly.

"Nothing to do?...I think it should be too busy."

Malone said with a wry smile.

"Can't be too busy? Is there anything else we need to do?"

Richard the Beard is not young, but he still looks reckless. The thing he doesn't like most is thinking.

"Of course, except for the strong men who entered the militia, I want to divide them into groups and take turns to the nearby woods to chop down trees-so many people live in the town, Vera and others If you don’t have enough firewood for cooking, it’s not going to work."

"In addition, there should be wheat seeds left in the warehouse. Although there is no strong sunlight all year round, I remember that before the war broke out, it was also a place where food was produced. I think there should be well-cultivated fields near the town. If possible, those who have been farmers should try to grow food."

Malone said.

"Growing food? This is a good way. If it can be achieved, we don't have to worry about running out of food."

Richard the Beard said excitedly.

"The Holy Light is on, we actually have so many things we can do..."

Elro Eberlock's eyes widened and said in surprise.