The roads in Limassolia County were a bit poor and full of potholes, making it very difficult for the carriage to move. Uncle Osk cursed while driving the carriage to turn left and right to avoid the large potholes and large protrusions that accumulated water on the road. stone.
It rained heavily from last night to early morning, and the road became very muddy. Limathosiya County is full of mountains and highlands, and the carriage trudged hard on the mountain road, moving forward step by step.
"This road is too bad, why can't it be repaired properly?" Claude was already sitting next to Uncle Osker. Sitting in the carriage on such a mountainous road is simply suffering. No one can bear it. bumpy.
"It's not that no one is repairing it, but it's that it will be like this again not long after it is repaired. Limassolia County is a major mining county, and almost all roads to the outside are in this situation, mainly because they are used by those who The trucks transporting the ore were crushed. And the road repair fees they collected from the mining companies could barely repair the roads near each town, and they couldn't do anything further away." Uncle Osk replied.
Claude understood that the current road construction in this world is basically based on stone powder, that is, first make the foundation, put in the rubble, then fill it with gravel, then pour the clay slurry, and finally lay a layer of stone powder. Reality. Ordinary passenger carriages and freight carriages have nothing to do there. But for those heavy-duty carriages transporting ore, the load-bearing capacity of this road is not very good, and it is easy to be crushed over time.
Although there are building materials such as cement in this world, the production of cement is not large, and the cost is also a bit high. It is not a big deal to build a house and a yard, but no one can bear the cost of building a road. In addition, it is said that even if the road is paved with cement, it still cannot withstand the crushing of many horse-drawn carriages.
There was once a prosperous street in the royal capital. The road was broken down. In order to attract more customers, the bosses pooled their money to pave the floor with cement. As a result, only half a year later, the cement pavement was still crushed to pieces by the passing carriages, and many potholes appeared, which hindered the passage of pedestrians. In the end, the bosses had no choice but to re-pave the stone pavement.
"We have to stop ahead. You see, the hooves of the two horses pulling the cart are covered with a big ball of mud. I have to help them scrape them so that they can run easier. And the road is too If it’s wet, rest for two hours and wait for the sun to dry out the road so it’s easier for us to walk.” Uncle Osk frowned and said to Claude.
"It's okay. We have plenty of time. It doesn't matter if we report in one day earlier or later." Claude comforted him.
"Well, then we will go to Baimu City to stay tonight. Originally, I planned to arrive at Ventario City at night, and then we can arrive at Conigada City in Cafilezte County tomorrow, and then you can go to Fuke the day after tomorrow. Reported from the Bishan military camp. This is exactly a six-day trip, but now it seems that it will be delayed by one day. The mountain road here is too difficult to walk." Uncle Osk was very annoyed at the unexpected situation in the plan.
After walking on the mountain road for a while, the carriage stopped in an open space beside the road. Uncle Ousk took a small piece of wood to scrape the mud balls from the feet of the two strong horses pulling the cart. Claude was not idle either and looked for it. A branch lifted the mud off the wheel.
"Uncle Osker, are you familiar with this county of Limassol?" Claude was at a loss for words.
"I'm familiar with it. The unit I was in was stationed here for five years. Later, the second war broke out with the Kingdom of Nasseri. At the beginning of the war, a unit of the Kingdom of Nasseri attacked the city of Bentario. I The battalion I was in at that time was ordered to go to the garrison. As a result, I was injured by a shell on the city wall without firing a shot. I bled a lot. When I woke up, I was sent to a field treatment center. I recovered after half a year. I was injured, but the war is almost over. My troops have been ordered to withdraw from the Kingdom of Nasseri to rest, but I still haven’t had the chance to make meritorious deeds on the battlefield."
This is the experience of one of the three wars that Uncle Osker has participated in in his life. He went into battle, was injured, recuperated, and the war ended. However, Uncle Osker said that he was very lucky. The battalion he was in at that time was reduced by up to two-thirds after the defensive battle of Bentario City. As for Uncle Osk, he was injured at the beginning of the war, and there were still enough manpower to send him to a field treatment center for pharmacists to treat him. It is said that there were heavy casualties in the later stages of that defensive battle. Many injured soldiers were unable to return from the battlefield.