"Master Eugen..." As soon as he saw Eugen, Martha and Charlie came up excitedly, with a bright light flashing in their eyes, as if they were seeing the God of Wealth.

The affairs officer in the city hall also came up. He couldn't figure out Eugen's identity and dared not offend him. So he asked carefully: "This... noble master, don't you know who you are?"

Eugen first smiled and nodded at Martha and the others, then turned around and looked at the official, and said with a majestic expression: "I am Eugen of Leber. I went to Vienna to participate in the war under the order of His Majesty of Emperor Charles VI. I arrived here last night and had to rest here for a night and do some things."

Hearing Eugen's identity, the official's face suddenly showed a look of fear and fear. With his identity, he was not qualified to talk to such a big man. He hurriedly bent down to Eugen and bowed respectfully, and said, "Great Eugen, Mr. Mayor, is in the city hall, I will inform you now."

Eugen waved his hand, and the officer took a two-step walk, then turned around and ran toward the city hall in a hurry.

Time was tight, and Eugen had no time to wait for the mayor to arrive, so he rode his horse to the steps in front of the city hall, looked down at the tailor gathered below, and said loudly: "Sir, sir! I know you are all very outstanding tailors in Graz. What I want to say now is that Martha and Charlie have not deceived you."

Accompanying Eugen's words, Martha and Charlie walked to Eugen's horse and faced all the tailors of Graz. At this moment, the two of them developed a strong sense of honor, as if they had become some important figure, and this feeling was given to them by Eugen.

"Here, I, Eugen Habsburg, invite you to come and do an important work." Eugen continued, "Everyone knows that in Vienna, the rebels of Saxony and Prussia are jointly attacking our noble emperor, and this is an act of betrayal that no one can tolerate. All subjects of the Holy Roman Empire: I, and you, should contribute, like those traitors, to attack!"

After Eugen said this, the tailors present were immediately inspired to have a strong sense of patriotism. They were not very clear about what kind of people Saxony and Prussia were. They did not know much about His Majesty Charles VI, but they only knew that betrayal was shameful.

In the city hall behind, the old mayor, who was over 70 years old, slowly walked out of the hall with a crutch. The old mayor was so old that after just walking a few steps, he needed two people to support him.

However, although the old mayor was old, he also had a patriotic heart. When he heard Eugen's words, he also smashed Eugen twice on the stone floor with his own crutch, responding to Eugen with a dull sound.

Eugen turned around and smiled at the old mayor, then turned back to the group of tailors below.

The tall and thin man who questioned Martha and the other two had a look of confusion on his face. Seeing Eugen looking at them, he spoke hesitantly: "Dear Earl Master, we are indeed willing to contribute our strength to His Majesty the Emperor, but we are just a group of tailors, not soldiers, so how can we help? Could it be that when we go to the battlefield, we have to use the fine needles for sewing clothes to fight the enemy soldiers?"

As soon as the tall and thin man said, everyone's original passion suddenly weakened a lot, and some people's faces showed a vague expression of reluctance.

Indeed, these tailors have no combat power. If they are forcibly recruited to the battlefield, they will at most be like cannon fodder.

These people are very willing to help His Majesty the Emperor, but no one is willing to go to the battlefield to fight. After all, fighting means killing people. Although I firmly believe in life at the moment, I am not yet at the point where I can't survive and have to seek death.

Eugen knew they would have such a question, but was not surprised by this, and he still said with a smile: "Hahaha, this question is very good. Yes, of course we won't send you to the battlefield, it's murder. But many times, it's not necessary to go to the battlefield to exert your own strength."

As he said that, Eugen raised his hand and the more than a hundred soldiers he brought came forward one after another, walked among the tailors, and placed the cloth packages carried on his shoulders evenly in front of the tailors present.

As a tailor, they could tell at a glance that the cloth bags were wrapped in some rags of different colors. The largest fabric area was only one meter long and wide, while the short ones were simply thin and small, only the size of a palm.

No one is a fool. When he saw these things, he immediately understood that Eugen wanted them to sew something, but these fabrics were too fine and could not meet the needs if he sewed clothes.

Therefore, everyone just glanced at it for two randomly, then withdrew their gaze and turned their attention to Eugen, wanting to see what he was going to say next.

Eugen pointed to the cloth packages and spoke, "This is how you contribute your strength. Now I want to ask you to use these cloth pieces and everyone sew a flag. As for the style of the flag, the soldiers around you will introduce it to you next."

Speaking of this, Eugen coughed softly twice, with an apology smile on his face, and then said, "Ahem, because this battle was in a hurry and did not carry too many gold coins, so you can only arrears for the labor fee this time. However, I swear in the name of the nobles that after the incident is over, I will return here and personally return the labor fee to you. For every flag sewn, I will get rewards for ten Kild gold coins!"

When the tailors below immediately showed a lack of interest when they heard that the work was not paid, and the movements on their hands also meant to be passive and slackened.

As for Eugen's guarantee, few civilians will take the guarantee of the nobles to heart. After all, in most cases, the nobles are a group of bastards who just want to gain but not pay.

Martha believed Eugen very much. Before Eugen finished speaking, she squatted on the ground and sewed her hands and feet quickly. In this era, the guys who eat were carrying them with her, and Martha's shoulder bag was filled with her most important tailoring tools.

With these tools, she can do most of the simple sewing work.

The same is true for other tailors, carrying the tools they need to use for work, but their enthusiasm is obviously much lower than that of Martha, and their work progress is very slow.
Chapter completed!