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Chapter 87 Chapter 87
People say that the spring rain is as fine as cotton, but the spring rain here is like a summer thunderstorm, and Ramon told him before that there is not much rain here in summer.
The sky was gloomy and gloomy, and the pouring rain blocked people's sight.
Fortunately, no one goes out hunting today. The small tribe of more than sixty people has few workers and few people to eat. Basically, as long as the frequency of hunting out once every ten days, the prey caught is enough to feed everyone. If you want to be lazy, you can get enough food in ambush in the moat.
All the people working outside returned to the tent, except for those responsible for patrolling and defense.
Yan Mo wiped the rain and looked up at the inner city wall. Now the city wall has been gradually supplemented and perfected. There are no longer just tall and generous walls. Battlements, crenellations, wall observation holes, tactical turrets, and watchtowers have all appeared.
The construction of the turrets and the towers basically relies on the original battle, and he only drew a rough picture from memory.
Yuan Zhan felt that the turrets and towers he painted were too beautiful, complicated to build, and not very practical. Later, he tossed out the current tactical turret based on his drawings.
Yan Mo had seen this unsightly tactical turret before in China, but he had forgotten that it was the kind of room that was connected to the city wall with a high height. The wall had an observation hole and the wall was shaped like a battlement.
The tower is to enlarge the turret, because it has a lookout function, it will be built on three floors as scheduled, but Yuanzhan was stumped when making the partition, and he is studying the force of the floor. Both Yan Mo and Meng suggested that he use wood for the compartment, but he got a bit of a horn on why he couldn't use stone slabs.
"Send me to the West City Tower." Yan Mo ordered the two guards. When they came back from the east city gate facing Qingyuan Lake, to reach the west city gate, they had to go straight through the entire inner city.
If he was not mistaken, Yuan Zhan should be worrying about what to do with the suspension bridge in the tower at this time. Building the city wall is not difficult for the original battle, but when it comes to all aspects of the details, everyone is worried.
Yan Mo didn't pose any problems to the primitive people by himself, letting them overcome too much shame. Anyway, he gave an opinion and a rough drawing. As for how to make it, it's up to them to toss. Moreover, he didn't say that it should be simpler. Now he persistently wants to make the city stronger and more functional. It is not him who comes more and more.
There was no suspension bridge before. Yuanzhan directly left a dirt road on the north, west, and south sides of the city gate to facilitate walking.
When he was on the city wall, he encountered patrolling warriors, and he was sure that Yuanzhan was in the half-built tower.
"Why are you here?" Yuan Zhan who was talking to fierce raised his head.
"It's raining heavily." Yan Mo motioned to the guard to put him down and take a good rest.
The guard saluted and retreated to the corner to sit down and rest.
Yuan Zhan saw that Yan Mo had something to say, and motioned to the other side to continue thinking about how to build the suspension bridge, and then faced Yan Mo, "Something?"
Nodded fiercely to Yan Mo, holding the slate and walked away.
"Yes, something big." Yan Mo rubbed his forehead, "Don't do it for now, just leave it open like that."
"why?"
"Heavy rain, melting snow, if the four gates are closed, our inner city will be flooded, even if we are on a high ground." Yan Mo groaned/groaned, "Sorry, I forgot to add sewers during planning. Damn it! How could I forget such an important thing!" In his original world city, it happened more than once that the city turned into an ocean due to too much rain and uneven sewers. He also personally encountered it.
"sewer?"
Yan Mo motioned to him to give him a slate and charcoal, these two things can now be found everywhere to facilitate communication.
Yuan Zhan was using a few slates just now when he was talking to Meng. Seeing that he needed to use it, he directly picked up one and put it on his knee, and rubbed the charcoal drawing on it with fur.
Yan Mo grabbed the charcoal and explained while drawing pictures on the stone slab: "The sewer is the underground water network, buried under the city, leaving a large number of manholes in the ground, connecting with all houses, roads, etc., our daily water and rain and snow Rainwater from the sky can flow into the ground through the sewer, and then flow into the...Qingyuan Lake from the underground water network."
Yan Mo once again thought of a question. Will putting the outlet of his sewer on Qingyuan Lake anger the merman tribe? Fortunately, there is no pollution in the water now, but in the future...
One by one, there are problems everywhere! Why is it so difficult to build a city? He really wants to let it go!
Yuan Zhan frowned when he looked at the picture drawn by Yan Mo, "If you said it earlier, the foundation of the city wall has already been built. If you want to make a hole under the city wall, you have to dig very deep."
"The main pipeline can go under the city gate. In addition, the embankment of the moat may have to be raised by another two meters. Ramon said the rain was so heavy that the surface of Qingyuan Lake could expand."
Yuan Zhan's eyelids twitched, and Yan Mo was annoyed by these trivial matters. He was even more annoying, but when no one was available, they could only handle all this. Manpower, they really urgently need manpower who can do what they say!
"To get these sewers, you have to dig up all the ground in the inner city."
"Yes, and the sewer has to be made wide and strong like building a house, and the seal must be good. It is more troublesome to make a round shape. Our population is small, and it is mainly rain-proof. It can be built into a square shape."
"Wait!" Yuan Zhan seemed to have caught something, and he contemplated for a while. He was catching a certain thought that flashed in his mind just now.
"Underground, wide passages, all over the city, leading to the outside..." Yuan Zhan's eyes gradually brightened.
"Yes." Yan Mo replied casually, but after seeing Yuan Zhan's expression, he seemed to understand something. Gradually, the two showed the same expression.
"Authentic!" Yan Mo whispered excitedly.
Yuan Zhan didn't find a suitable word, but he obviously thought the same as Yan Mo.
Holding a fist to suppress the excitement, Yuan Zhan lowered his voice and said: "The sewer can not only flow, but also can leave. When necessary, you can go out of the city to sneak into the enemy's back or escape."
Yuan Zhan didn't think it was shameful to run away. There were too many times when they escaped because they couldn't beat the beast. Not this time, they can come again next time. The man walked back and forth two steps in place, his thoughts were flying, and the sewers had inspired him a lot, and he couldn't help thinking a lot.
When he walked back, Yan Mo waved his hand and said in a low voice: "Apart from the sewers on the surface, it is best to build one or two more concealed passages that only you and I know."
"Ok?"
"Prevent trouble before it happens, it's better to be prepared than not."
Yuan Zhan did not understand the first half sentence, but understood the second half sentence. He didn’t think of this just because his selfishness was not so heavy. The education he received in the Yuanji tribe since childhood was to consider the whole tribe, so he also habitually thinks from the perspective of benefiting the whole and the collective. But Yan Mo opened more than one new door to his thinking that was about to begin to form.
"It would be great if there were more people with the same ability as me." Yuan Zhan did not reject Yan Mo's proposal, he just had a headache again and lack of manpower.
Yan Mo said with no conscience: "You should train your ability, and those who can do more work. In addition, you don’t need to lay wall tiles on the sewer. You can use the mixed soil to build the wall directly, just like the foundation of the city wall. Well, our city roads will be able to do the same in the future."
Yuan Zhan clenched his fists, he really wanted to punch someone!
"Draw a bridge, think of a way!"
"Hey? I'm only responsible for making ideas and suggestions, I'm already busy enough!"
"Are you busy? How much do I have to do? City walls, river embankments, sewers, building houses, after all these, I have to go to the Salt Lake to build the salt-tanning pond you said, and the outer wall has no shadow at all. , I have no time to get the Wengcheng you mentioned, and the house we two live in has not been built yet."
"I told you last time that I need a separate house."
Yuan Zhandang didn't hear, "You are responsible for the suspension bridge, slam the head, think about it for a year, he may not be able to solve it."
"I have drawn the picture..." Yan Mo still wants to struggle. He is really busy. He communicates with the mermaid tribe, teaches students, treats everyone to doctors, guides everyone to go out to find useful animals and plants, and sometimes has to solve the problem in the tribe. Some minor disputes...
And many things he wants to do have not yet started, such as communicating with the dwarves, he has already planned, but there is no time to start. There are also wandering around the islands in the lake, teaching everyone to breed poultry, animal husbandry, explore the forest, etc. Oh, he also wants to take time to go back to see the Nine Winds and the Piranhas. He is not worried about the Piranha, but he is worried about the Nine Winds.
Yuan Zhan stared at him.
Yan Mo raised his hand to express surrender, "I regret it. We shouldn't build such a big city when there are so few people. We should build a few houses and just use walls! You say you are really not good at this ability. No less, it gave me hope that I couldn’t make a city with a wave of my hand, and a river would appear by stomping my feet.
Yuan Zhan raised his fist, if it weren't for touching and silently making him involuntarily blessing, he must have punched it now.
But no matter how angry or how busy the two are, what should be done is still to be done.
Yan Mo took over the task of studying the construction of the suspension bridge. Yuan Zhan turned his head and went to build the river embankment. The sewers were not in a hurry. There were at least four gate holes to let the water out of the city, but the embankment of the inner moat was not raised. Rain, surrounding snow, and water flowing from the inner city will surely flood the river.
When Yuanzhan was going to build the river embankment, Yan Mo immediately asked all the residents in the city to be scattered and gathered in the turret on the wall. The conference hall had not been built, otherwise it would be the best place to shelter from the rain.
The Awu people didn't know what was going on. They heard that they were sent to the city wall. They thought that an enemy was coming. They all grabbed their weapons first. It was not until Wuchen and others explained that they knew that the priest said that there would be heavy rain in the next few days, that the tribe would probably be flooded, and water would also accumulate in the tent, so everyone was asked to take shelter in the turret of the city wall.
The Awu people have multiplied in this land for a hundred years. Naturally, they also know how heavy the rain will be during this period. They used to avoid the wind and hide in tents to survive. Now they are stronger and more defensive. You can live in the turrets of the city wall when it rains and you don’t need to sleep on the wet ground.
Later, after they built the house, according to the description of the house by the priest, they didn't even need to go to the city wall. Thinking about the good life in the future, the Awu people who were very sad at this period can now smile when they look at the heavy rain outside.
When the heavy rain fell to the third day, all the ice and snow on the grassland melted, and many depressions turned into ponds or swamps.
Although the inner city of the Jiuyuan tribe had four gates open, there was still a fist-deep accumulation of water, and the foundations of some construction sites were directly submerged by water.
The gray-green dwarfs were also gone, either hiding in the forest or hiding in other safe and rainy places.
The original battle was simply miserable in these three days.
Rain water will affect the degree of coagulation of the mixed soil. If the mixed soil cannot be dried, it will easily be washed away by large water.
Yuan Zhan tried his best to drain the water from the mixed soil. It turned out that it was easier for him to drain the water from the soil in dry weather. However, on such a heavy rainy day, he just drained the water here, and he was poured over there again. Thoroughly, he has to keep reworking, and he has to force himself to speed up the removal of water from the soil.
In three days, at his original speed, if he only raises all the embankments of the inner moat by two meters, he can complete at least one-third of it with full effort, but now, he hasn't even completed one-tenth.
Perhaps the only good news is that he seems to have found the trick to get rid of water and other things in the soil. Now what he wants to practice is how to remove it more quickly and in a wider range.
Yan Mo was worried that people in the tribe would suffer from cold and sickness, so he reluctantly provided some herbs to make angelica mutton soup for everyone to drink.
It would be great if there is ginger. Yan Mo thought about it more than once.
On the fifth day, Yan Mo brainstormed, let Meng, Wuchen and the others use their brains together. Everyone finally came up with a specific method of suspension bridge construction. The method was very simple. No one including Yan Mo had learned relevant knowledge. Can rely on pictures to guess and explore.
However, Yan Mo has not carefully observed the suspension bridge, and the paintings he drew are only approximate shapes, subdivided into functional parts, he is not clear.
"Try making a model first." Yan Mo clapped as he watched the steps of the suspension bridge subdivided on the stone slab.
"My lord!" someone shouted while standing outside the door in a dress.
Yan Mo raised his head and motioned for the other party to come in.
The warrior in charge of the message shook his head, "My lord, the leader asked me to tell you that the group of dwarves have appeared."
"Oh?" Yan Mo subconsciously looked out of the observation hole, it was still raining heavily outside.
"They ran to the soil wall of the outer city and stood there. The leader said there were adults and children."
Child? Yan Mo immediately understood what Yuan Zhan meant by letting people come to spread the word. He wanted to let himself try to communicate with the dwarves, because no one would bring their children to war.
"Ding Ning, Ding Fei, you two take me to the outer city wall."
"Yes." The two guards immediately put on their robes and came forward to lift his chair.
Wuchen hurriedly handed Yan Mo the clothes hanging on the wall.
On the soil wall of the outer city, Dede sat down on the ground, "I am exhausted, and finally escaped!"
Grid kicked him, "You stand up quickly, Elder Chacha is staring at you."
De De wilted: "Let him stare, I won't get up even if he stares to death."
The dwarf elders shook their heads looking at most of the tribesmen who collapsed on the ground.
The patriarch, who was surrounded by several dwarves, smiled brightly, "Forget it, they have worked very hard to protect the tribe from fleeing here."
"But here is the territory of those giants, to show them that we are so tired, they will definitely come to attack us."
"Elder Chacha, Gege and the others have been here for nearly a month. The giants found them on the first day, but they did not attack us or drive us away. Even Gege and the others prey on the giants’ territory. Prey, they did not release any hostility, I think it is a kind, peaceful tribe."
"Kindness?" Elder Chacha obviously had different opinions. He pointed to the tall and towering city in the distance, and said excitedly: "Master Patriarch, look at that...I don't even know how to describe it, it's like a mountain! A mountain built by humans!"
"It seems that the humans of this tribe are full of wisdom. They may be as smart as us. This makes me hopeful about chatting with them. Their language may be as rich as ours." Lang Lang smiled. He had seen the city a long time ago and admired its majesty and tallness.
Elder Chacha almost jumped up, "Patriarch! You see! They are not only smart, but the... the look of the mountain, even if I haven't seen it before, I know it is used to defend and attack the enemy! And here it is. There is no such a big river at all! Didn’t you hear Grid say that there is still a big fish like a human in this river? And those big fish use forks!"
"Then maybe these giants usually live in the water? It's like we live under the forest." Lang Lang blinked.
"That's not the point!" Elder Chacha almost screamed, "Patriarch, I dare to swear, these giants and those big fish are definitely not as friendly as you think. We have to take up weapons instead of foolishly. Stand on this dirt mountain!"
"Oh, my elder Chacha, have you forgotten, what are we here for?" Langlang sighed, "We are here to discuss with the giants here and let them temporarily accept us to live for a while until the water passes him. During this period of sadness, I have always felt that Shui must have lost his most beloved person at this time in the past, otherwise he would not cry at this time every year. In fact, I really want to comfort him. When we cry, we have to move to a tree, which is really inconvenient."
"Patriarch!" Elder Chacha jumped up, "Oh, oh, why and why! Other tribes are so normal, only our Momo from the patriarch to all the people...I will kill you!"
Elder Chacha pulled out a sharpened wooden knife and pierced it at Lang Lang.
Loudly yelled and jumped away, "Check elder, calm down! Please calm down!"
Dede smiled, "Look, Elder Chacha is crazy again."
gē gē also sighed, "Yes, he has always been the most abnormal person of our Momo clan. I think he should go to the Luoluo clan. Those militant guys will definitely like him."
"Forget it, the Luo Luo people won't welcome him, he eats too much!"
"De De..."
"Huh?" Dede wiped the rain off his face and looked up at his companion.
Grid squatted down beside him and said sadly: "Fei Fei and they led the other half of the clan to seek refuge in the Luoluo tribe. Do you think the Luoluo tribe will accept them?"
"definitely will."
"why?"
"Fei Fei looks so beautiful! And half of that half are the cutest girls in our clan." De De was very frustrated.
"Then do you say that the Luoluo tribe will drive away those little monsters that are easy to kill?"
This time Dede was silent for a long time, "...I don’t know, I only know that even if the Luoluo people drive away those monsters, we can’t go back to our original home. The Luoluo people will definitely occupy our homeland, they I've been greedy for our territory for a long time."
"Oh!" Grid hugged his head, "Why is this? Where did those monsters come from? There are so many foods in the forest, why do they have to eat us?"
"Perhaps because we are smarter and beautiful? Grid!" Dede suddenly shouted: "Look, those giants have come out of their nest!"