Sinbad thought it was just a threatening statement, but he didn't expect the other party to be serious.
When Aosha's warriors began to carry out this order, a conflict also broke out, and more than 50 people who left first were unwilling to accept such an unreasonable treatment, and they ganged up with the captors.
However, without weapons, they were soon defeated by Osha's clubs and shields, stripped of their clothes, and crushed into the sand.
Thuram personally executed the caning.
Seeing their clan suffer, some clans were eager to move, but stopped in front of the iron pipe weapons of the people of Greycastle.
Everyone has heard of the case where the Oasis Watchdog was defeated overnight.
Even the cavalry that came and went like the wind could not break through the defense line of the people of Greycastle.
They rely on the delicate gray iron weapon in their hands.
For a while, screams from the shore came one after another.
Fortunately, Aosha didn't intend to let the victims die. After being beaten to pieces, their backs were smeared with herbs, and then wrapped tightly with gauze. Strong, there should be no problem surviving.
Caron and most of the clan's expressions were rather ugly, only Mu Li's face was full of joy.
After watching the execution with lingering fears, everyone divided into two columns and headed to the depths of the sand under the guidance of the whistle.
During this period, Thuram didn't say a word, but everyone consciously maintained the order of the team.
When he arrived near the iron tower, Sinbad saw a disappearing oasis, or a pond, which was probably the drinking place for the vanguard that Thuram said. The surrounding area of the pond was no longer covered by trees, only a few clumps of withered and yellow shrubs remained. The bottom of the pond was extremely shallow, but only about the height of one person. Perhaps decades ago, it was still a vibrant oasis, but as the Yinchuan water veins are increasingly depleted, its final end is only a handful of yellow sand.
Not to mention the pond for the tribe to thrive, even if it is used by the hundreds of people who come to work here, it is very reluctant. You can still see the stagnant water now, but it is because of the only remaining stream in the underground waterway. When summer comes, the seepage water will not be enough for the sun... Even if you just leave it alone and don't drink it, it will quickly evaporate into a dry and cracked piece. bottom of the valley.
Sinbad has seen many such oasis ruins.
In other words, if the people of Greycastle couldn't find a new source of water in the next two or three months, they would have to withdraw, let alone build a new town.
Thuram didn't hide this. He walked beside the team and shouted loudly, "Do you see this pond? In the next few days, all the water we want to drink will come from here, and everyone who wants to pee will go away for me. One point, do you understand?"
"What about... food?" someone asked.
"Someone will bring it over. If it's not enough, you can go fishing." Thuram replied.
After not having to worry about food and drink for the time being, all the clans were also much more stable. Everyone spread out in twos and threes and set up tents according to the requirements of the Aosha manager.
Quickly disassembling and assembling tents is a survival skill that every sand person must master. A sheepskin tent that can withstand the wind and cold can accommodate three to six people, and the required parts are usually carried by one person. The fishbone clan only had four women who applied to come to work, so they built the simplest triangular tent, that is, the three tents were arranged in a triangle, fixed with hemp ropes, and the doors opened outward, which could serve as a warning to each other. .
In the afternoon, the whistle sounded again, and Thuram gathered everyone and took them to a place close to the coast.
Sinbad was surprised to find that this place has been turned over by the northerners.
I saw short wooden poles standing everywhere on the flat sandy ground, with white ropes tied in the center of the poles, enclosing huge long squares, like dividing a territory, each square is a hundred steps long and wide. , or even longer.
The most incredible thing is that these squares seem to be almost the same size, and every corner is neat, and no one knows how they are consistent within a hundred paces.
He roughly counted, and there were as many as fifty or sixty squares drawn by the white rope. Those Greycastle people who gestured back and forth with strange tools were still inserting new wooden poles, as if planning to extend them all the way to the end of their field of vision. .
"You are finally here," one of the tall men walked up to Thuram, "My name is Conkrit, a former member of the Royal Capital Mason Guild... Ah, you probably haven't heard of this name, after all, you know the Mason Guild in Greycastle. There are not many people. Fortunately, His Majesty is kind and willing to take us in, otherwise everyone will not know where to stay... Uh, no, these things can be discussed later," He coughed twice, reached out and patted the other person's shoulder , "Anyway, I will be in charge of the construction project of Endless Cape. You should be the manager appointed by Miss Echo, right?"
echo? Isn't that the nickname of Lord Drow Silvermoon? Sinbad was secretly amazed, this Greycastle who called himself Conkrit was actually equal to the head of the clan
Thuram's smile was a little stiff, probably because he was not used to the other party's nagging and etiquette, he took a step back, bowed his head and saluted, "You can call me Thuram, as for these little cubs, what do you need to do? , just tell me directly. If anyone dares to be lazy, I will definitely punish them severely."
Obviously, he had already received the instructions from the Aosha clan leader in advance, and his attitude towards Conkrit appeared to be quite respectful, but Sinbad knew that it was the Greycastle warriors who stared at this place who made the other party show such an expression.
"Very well," Concrete said with open arms, "boys, there are neither pubs nor women here. I mean that kind of woman, so put all your energy into the construction of New Harbor! One task is very simple, and that is to dig a pit! See those white boxes? Just dig out the sand inside and put it aside, and as for how deep each pit needs to be dug, it’s enough to cover your knees!”
No one responded to his call, and the scene was a little quiet for a while.
"Are you all deaf!" Thuram raised his brows and shouted, "Don't give me work!" Although his tone was irritable, there was a hint of pride in his eyes.
"Wait..." Concrete raised his hand to stop, "Don't worry, I haven't explained to them why I dig this hole."
"Sir, you don't have to explain it to them"
"No, no, I very much agree with what His Majesty Roland said, that is subjective... Yes, subjective initiative!" Concrete clapped his palm violently, "The general idea is that once people know why they work, Its work efficiency will be greatly improved. So listen up... These pits are related to whether we can take root here in the future! These pits" he paused, "the key to turning seawater into fresh water!"
Hearing these words, the crowd suddenly became restless.
"The reason is very simple, it is no different from boiling water, but only His Majesty Roland can think of this. Bring seawater into the pit, use the heat of the sun to heat it into water vapor, and then collect them to get clean drinking water. "It doesn't matter if you don't understand, you just understand that the sea is water mixed with salt, so it is bitter and astringent. As long as the salt is separated, the entire whirlpool sea can be taken for us. use!"
Is this possible? Sinbad was stunned in place, not to mention whether the second half of the conclusion is correct, how to collect something ethereal like water vapor
"Of course, its output is very limited, and a single block area can meet the needs of a dozen people, so we need to build a large number of transformation sheds to supply the hundreds of workers stationed here!" Concrete clenched his fist and said, " You should feel lucky! Your Majesty paid special attention to the construction plan of Endless Cape, which is also the second town named by him besides Neverwinter! In order to celebrate the unification of the extreme south, His Majesty gave it "Daqing" In the name of ", you are both the builders of Daqing Port and its first residents! "
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