"Not many, Your Highness, there will only be two or three such monsters in the Demon Moon, otherwise, Changge Fortress will face big trouble."
"Very well, you are very careful," Roland ordered Orion to stand up, "What's your name? It doesn't look like a person from Greycastle."
"I have half the blood of the Mojin clan, and the people in the town call me Iron Axe."
Mojin, a sand people in the desert southwest of the kingdom, is said to be the descendant of a sand giant. Roland searched for relevant memories in his mind. He didn't use the name of the clan, but the title. Obviously, he didn't want to have anything to do with the sand people. As for why he came to this desolate place from the southwestern border, it is estimated that there are still a series of bitter stories.
But those are not the point, Border Town doesn't care about one's background.
Roland clapped his hands, "I'll ask here today, Carter, reward them with ten silver wolves each, and take them down."
"Thank you, Your Highness, for the reward," the three said in unison.
After taking the people away, Carter Lannis turned back again, "Your Highness, are you asking this, do you want to stay here?"
Roland was noncommittal, "What do you think?"
"This is absolutely impossible, Your Highness!" the knight said loudly. "According to the hunter, it is very difficult to deal with the evil beasts of the wild boar species. If you can't shoot a crossbow at fifty paces, you have to wait forty or thirty paces. Only the elite soldiers of the fortress can do this. In addition, there are many of them, and there is no solid city wall to rely on. If they rely on the local guards to stop them, I am afraid that if the number of casualties exceeds one achievement, they will collapse."
"You said the same thing before seeing the witch, can't you think about the good side?" Roland sighed.
"This... The witch is evil, but Anna... Miss Anna doesn't look like that. As your knight, I must be realistic."
"Well, what if I gave you a wall?"
"What?" Carter suspected for a moment that he had heard it wrong.
"I'll give you a city wall, between the foot of the North Slope Mountain and the Chishui River," Roland said word by word, "Although it's not as majestic as the wall of the Royal City of Graycastle, it should still be able to block alien beasts."
"Your Highness, do you know what you are talking about?" The knight laughed angrily. "There is a limit to the nonsense. If you don't leave then, you can only forgive me for being rude."
"There are still three months, isn't it? I read the past records, and most of the first snow here comes at the end of February after the winter."
"Three years is not enough! It takes a lot of workers to build a city wall. It needs to be rammed with mixed soil from the foundation. It needs to be rammed every one to two feet, otherwise there is a danger of collapse if it is piled high. This is still the easiest city wall built with earth," Carter shook his head again and again, "Brick and stone walls are even slower. Hundreds of stone masons are required to chisel the stones into squares in advance, and then build them up piece by piece. Your Highness, any city wall is built in this way, there is never an exception. Let the city Rising from the ground between day and night is a story only found in myths and legends."
Roland motioned for him to stop talking, "I understand. You don't have to jump to conclusions so quickly. If there is no reliable city wall, I will evacuate you to Longsong Fortress. I didn't plan to lose my life in this ghost place. ."
The knight knelt down on one knee and said, "I will swear to protect you to the death!"
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In the castle garden, Roland took a sip of bitter ale and looked at Anna, who was concentrating on eating cream pastries, and his mood recovered a lot.
He had already decided to stop the evil beasts in Border Town - he couldn't even defend the base camp, so what about farming. In order to build a city wall connecting the north slope and the Chishui River within three months, it is necessary to adopt a reasonable plan and cross-era technology.
Roland didn't come up with a whim. He had inspected the surrounding area of Border Town on the spot (although he didn't go there in person), and he still had a clear picture in his memory—the closest point to the foot of the North Slope and the Chishui River was only more than 600 meters, which was simply natural. the pass. However, due to the perennial mining in the North Slope Mine, the surrounding area is full of rock rubble mined from the cave.
These crushed stones are gray-white in section, rich in calcium carbonate, and can be used as limestone after grinding. With limestone, it is equivalent to having cement.
Yes, this hydraulic material that has changed the history of human construction has a wide range of raw materials, is simple to prepare, and is one of the real farming tools.
Roland estimated in his heart that it was impossible to make concrete. It wasn't because it was technically impossible, but because the amount of cement needed was too large, and he wasn't sure that he could burn that much cement powder in three months. In addition, the toughness of concrete is poor, and it needs to be used with steel bars to become a complete body, so it is obviously unrealistic to make a concrete city wall.
To save cement to the greatest extent and use existing materials, rubble self-weight wall is the most appropriate choice.
The so-called rubble is the unpolished stone, which is in its natural appearance when it is just mined. Such stones cannot be built directly because of the irregular shape of the edges and corners. They need to be processed into bricks by masons before they can be used. The rubble wall uses cement as a binder. No matter how strange the shape of the stone can be piled up, the gap between the stone and the stone is filled with cement, which saves cement and does not choose materials.
The general direction is set like this, but in practice, I am afraid that I have to do it myself, Roland thought. Whether it is calcined cement or rubble wall, it is completely new. No one but himself has seen these things, and no one knows what to do with them. I'm afraid the next three months will be busy.
"look."
Anna's crisp voice came from behind.
Roland turned his head and saw a small cluster of flames quietly appearing in her palm. There was no wind around, but the flame tip rose and fell, as if nodding to her. She shook her finger, and the flame moved slowly towards her fingertips like a toddler. Finally, it rests on the tip of the index finger and calms down,
"you did it."
An incredible scene, Roland exclaimed in his heart. It's not a magic trick, or a chemical trick, but a real supernatural force. But this wasn't the thing that attracted Roland the most - more dazzling than the flames, was Anna's expression.
She stared at her fingertips attentively, her eyes as clear as lake water reflecting the throbbing flames, like a spirit sealed in a sapphire. The traces of the prison torture had faded away, and although she still seldom smiled, her face was no longer lifeless. The tip of the girl's small nose oozes a little sweat, and her cheeks are flushed with vitality, and even looking at it makes people feel happy.
"What’s wrong with you?"
"Ah... It's okay," Roland noticed that he had been staring at her for too long, he looked away and coughed twice, "Then next, let's try to use it to melt the iron."
In the past few days, in addition to eating and sleeping, she would practice repeatedly in the shed, and that hard work made Roland ashamed - even in the face of the college entrance examination, he had never worked so hard.
It seems that it won't be long before she can master this power, Roland thought. In this way, new projects that have been conceived for a long time can also be put on the agenda.