Chapter 199: Only meeting, nothing else
Strode across the long bridge made of rafts, and changed to horses again at the dock.
Shaking the reins, Horn, whose equestrian skills were not bad, led Busak and Jeshka towards the small town on Qiumu Island.
According to the scouts of the Boy Army who explored the entire island, the entire Qiumu Island is an elliptical island running from north to south, with narrow sides and wide middle.
It is about 20 kilometers from south to north, and about 10 kilometers from east to west at its widest point, but the overall area will not exceed 110 square kilometers.
According to the boy soldier, in the north direction of the island, just below the long bridge, there is actually a land bridge formed by solid rocks and soil.
As for why the people of the Ayr Empire did not go directly from the land bridge, but built a high bridge on the land bridge, it may be because the Roan Dam was not built at that time, and the lake water surged every year. .
When the Ruoan Dam was built, the water would no longer rise. However, the mouth of the river outside the Black Bone Swamp was blocked due to earthquakes and landslides, and it was useless.
From the pier to the town, when Horn's horse hooves clatter past, it always attracts waves from the refugees.
"Good afternoon, Your Majesty."
"Good noon!"
"Good noon, Shengsun."
"Good noon, please pay attention to the children and don't fall behind."
Waving to the refugees , Horn pulled the reins and rode towards the unknown town.
When he reached the other side of the river in the nameless town, the cold rain in early winter finally stopped.
In one morning, nearly a thousand refugees have come to the island. As the pontoon gradually stabilizes, more refugees will come to the island.
For these first batch of refugees on the island, Horn gave them the task of clearing out a habitable area among the ruins and collecting available building materials.
Horn has not had time to enter this small town, but through Shilov's mechanical theater, he already has a general understanding of the entire town.
Different from the traditional sense, the ruins of this town are ruins within ruins, a town within ruins.
In its outermost periphery, in the wild grassy areas, there are still a large number of ruins from the ancient El Empire period, as well as a small number of villas and churches.
A little closer, there are lycanthropic buildings and Aiel buildings that complement each other.
However, most of the lycanthrope buildings are angular and rough, while the pillars and walls of the Aiel are softer, filled with fishbone patterns and water-like carvings.
A little closer, close to the small river in front of the Mechanical Palace, is the real craftsman town, cast by the craftsmen of the Holy El Empire in later generations, but from the shrine and the cross window, we know that this must have come from recent times. Hands of modern craftsmen.
The Mechanical Palace is located on a mound at the northern end of the town. Facing south, you can clearly overlook the entire town.
Leading the horse up the slope, Horn stood under the severed head of the big rooster and handed the reins to the guard guarding the gate.
"Is everyone here?" Stepping to the dressing room in the side hall, Horn took off his cloak that was soaked by the rain.
The calm and almost indifferent voice of Du Vallon on the side came: "We are all here. This is the first imperial meeting after arriving on the island. They all arrived early, and some of them were even waiting early in the morning. "
Picking up a warm and comfortable leather robe, Horn put his arms into the sleeves: "Where's Shilov? Is she up?"
"Shiloh? Mr. Fu hasn't gotten up yet."
"You're talking about changing your schedule easily," Horn said with a smile, "Ignore her, let's go to the meeting first."
When Horn said he was going to a meeting, he really meant going to a meeting and didn't do much.
Since the main hall is where Shilov sleeps every day, and there are important scientific research instruments there, Horn and his group are rough people, and it will be over if they break it.
Walking to an empty room on the second floor of the side hall, the original long table with one leg missing was placed in the center of the room.
I don’t know who it was, but the dried dog head specimen that was in the Stag Room of the Gulag Papal Palace was brought here and hung directly on the wall.
This gave the originally solemn conference hall a shadow of a fight.
When Townley and Saint Madeleine got into a fight at the table, they were so bruised and swollen that it seemed like not long ago...
No, that incident happened last month, indeed not long ago.
I just hope that no one in this conference room will pay tribute to the legendary prison soup in the future.
Taking a deep breath, Horn stepped into the conference room, and the important ministers of the Papal State who gathered in a circle around the long table stood up to greet him.
Including Madeleine, Chilvis, Jeshka and others, as well as several elders such as Chap, Thomas, etc., and Seamotine, a thief locksmith.
"Okay, everyone, sit down. Do you know everything I called you here?"
"Huh?"
Looking at this group of people with eyes that are more innocent than anything else. , Horn knew that the meeting notice that they had been circulated in turn had not been read at all.
That’s only a few hundred words. Horn assigned an army of children to serve as readers for the illiterate people, but they were simply not prepared at all.
Looking at the crooked bishops and elders, they are very energetic, but they are not formal at all. Some of them wiped vases with their noses in their noses, and some took off their shoes and put them on the table. . This is not a top-level meeting of one force. It is just nonsense from the village boss Mao Dong.
The people present were either farmers or beggars. It was really difficult for them to develop good habits and be able to handle affairs normally.
But the group of people in front of me are already trustworthy heroes among the refugees.
“Where is the meeting notice I had before?”
Looking at the white paper with a large pool of yellowing marks in his hand, Horn numbly turned his head and looked at Madelan.
Madeleine scratched his head: "There are too many words, I think I fell asleep."
Putting down the white paper in his hand, Horn looked at them with a cold voice: "If you haven't read it, let me tell you.< br>
Our meeting is to arrange and plan a series of military administrative and economic work for the entire Salvation Army in the future.
I originally wanted to discuss it with you, but now I am. I don’t think it’s necessary anymore.”
The senior executives who were lying or leaning retracted their feet on their chairs.
"Then, let's get started." Horn took out a small notebook from his clothes, "We have six most important things, let's talk about them one by one.
The first thing is food.< br>
The key is to control the entire salted fish production process and collect enough meat before the snow falls. The problem we face is that there is not enough salt, and the lack of salt is because there is not enough brine.
So we need to use Star Cast Gear to get a water pump to meet the need to quickly accumulate salt.
The second thing is to serve.
Winter is coming soon, and our believers need a lot of quilts to survive the winter. The fabrics we brought are not enough for everyone, so we need to increase revenue and reduce expenditures, and plan carefully.
The third thing is living.
I mentioned the issue of fabrics earlier, which brings us to the issue of building a warm residence. The small town in front of the Mechanical Palace is good, and there are many available building materials, which are enough for us.
But we still have to build a mortar workshop to make adhesives and allocate a few gears as cranes to build houses.
The fourth thing is ideological education.
We will retrain the current officers, regiment commanders, and responsible personnel in our Salvation Army, and quickly train a group of military chaplains and basic administrative staff.
The fifth thing is military reorganization.
The Salvation Army has established an organization larger than a legion, with a total of 4,000 people, called a battle group.
During this period, we need to select suitable soldiers to join the battle group, and at the same time we need to compile a drill code. The training location of the battle group is located in an abandoned Ayr military camp on the south side of the island.
The sixth thing is weapons and equipment.
These include the construction of orichalcum workshops, the improvement of orichalcum manufacturing, the improvement of clockwork guns, the standardization of weapon workshops and other issues.
There are also some scattered little things. I won’t report them one by one since I encounter them. "
Looking at the many bishops and elders who kept shaking their heads, as if the heads did not belong to them, Horn did not continue to correct the atmosphere.
He snapped his fingers at Busak aside. , Busak immediately handed a stack of white paper to Horn.
You know, Busak is also semi-literate, but he has studied hard on his own, and his current level is higher than those of the senior officials present. Don't know where it went.
After handing out the stack of white papers, Horn crossed them in front of the table: "This is my three-day schedule. I will visit you within three days to conduct detailed interviews on these issues. < br>
From now on, we will have a regular imperial meeting every ten days to report on the work of the ten days and formulate plans for the next ten days. This rule will be officially implemented from next month. ”
Horn stood up and looked around the entire Bucks Room:
"There are still five days from today to the end of the month. During these five days, in addition to accepting my interview, you also have one important thing. Starting this afternoon."
"Huh?" Everyone looked up as if they were dreaming.
"What's the matter?" Madeleine asked sleepily, "Your Majesty, please tell me earlier, I'm still waiting to eat."
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“Left and left! Left and right! "Left! Shout louder, haven't you eaten yet?" Hakuto slapped the running Archbishop Madeleine on the buttocks, and Tom yelled "Oh!"
In the open space on the other side, the senators headed by Thomas stood sweating profusely, with a bowl of water on their heads, and wood chips sandwiched between their arms and bodies.
There are also several elders who sit stiffly and upright on their chairs. If they move arbitrarily, the moved parts will be beaten with thin sticks.
Standing on the second floor of the main hall, watching the training of the bishops and senators, Horn shook his head and muttered: "It's not bad. I hope it will be a little better after these five days of military training."
(This chapter End)