Chapter 453: The Palace of Holy Weapons
The wheels rolled over the caterpillars on the mortar ground, cutting off their necks and exploding green slurry all over the ground.
But before the caterpillar could react, dozens of horse hooves rumbled over it, trampling the green pulp into an indistinguishable mass, completely losing the possibility of decapitation and resurrection.
Guarded by dozens of hussars and holy musket cavalry in the middle, the flag and vehicle representing the pope marched along the long and bloody road.
Horn was sitting in the high-end convertible carriage Catherine bought for him, with a large hanging umbrella representing the Pope above his head. The steamy wind blew on his face, and he narrowed his eyes in comfort.
Although the speed of the open-top carriage is not slow, it is a high-end carriage after all. After the magical design of skilled craftsmen, the bumps are much smaller than that of ordinary carriages.
In addition, the wheels of the carriage are covered with hardened slime gel, and the ground is still a flat mortar road, so it is as smooth as the cars of later generations.
This ancient Ayre-era trail was among the first to be paved with mortar, but it has not been paved yet.
According to Witte's original design, in order to meet the required transportation capacity requirements, the road surface must be widened three to four times, that is, twelve meters, and an application was made to rename the Long Sweat Road to the Long Road on the Lake.
However, this design was rejected by the Senate.
The first is that it is unrealistic. Just widen it by one or two meters and meet the current needs first.
The second is "Who gave you the authority to change the glorious years of Saint Sun!?"
So currently it is only designed and built according to widening one meter on each side, and the paving is first Let’s talk about the mortar gravel road.
Horn put his elbows on the car door and tilted his head slightly, looking at the refugees walking on the long and sweaty road to give way to the Pope's car.
They were still wearing tattered clothes, but their faces were a little more flushed than before, not to mention the spirit of straightening their backs.
After all, the shock treatment of not paying taxes for a year and this year's bumper grain harvest allowed many refugees to not only have enough to eat, but even eat pork for the first time in their lives.
Since this period of time, Daze Township’s immigration plan has not stopped.
According to existing reports, at least tens of thousands of immigrants have immigrated to Daze Township from Langsander County and even North County in the past six months.
Horn could guess without reading the report carefully that they must all be refugees who have not been allocated enough land.
You know, the area around Fort Joan itself has attracted many non-local refugees.
Although Horne greatly divided the land of the lords, he still could not meet the needs of all the refugees.
In the later period, Horn carried out extensive construction projects, building bridges, paving roads and building infrastructure everywhere, because the construction industry could accommodate a large number of low-skilled workers.
But some refugees who were originally farm laborers feel that it is impossible to work and they will never work in this life. Only farming can meet their needs.
It just so happened that since the products of Qiumu Island were difficult to be self-sufficient, the "Qiumu Island" proposed "opening up wasteland within five years, no tax collection for three years, leasing cattle and horses at low prices, and you will be responsible for how much you pay." Reclamation Act.
At present, the total population of Daze Township has reached the 50,000 mark, of which 30,000 live on both sides of the lakes and swamps, while 20,000 live on Qiumu Island.
This is naturally incomparable to the 200,000 registered population of Kushland, but it is definitely much better than in the past.
Looking at the natural scenery along the way, Catherine adjusted her crystal glasses.
After coming down from the mortar road around the lake, she rode a horse for a while. When she reached the Xinsheng Bridge, Horn, Catherine and others Riding in the carriage again.
When we arrived at the pier, before we even got close, we saw a group of big-armed lycanthropic girls whose faces were completely white, with only orange-red makeup on their faces.
Seeing Horn's bicycle frame appear, he immediately turned over and jumped onto the orc skin drum, jumping and beating rhythmically with his furry flesh pads.
This is the unique welcome ceremony for the local lycanthropes. The big bosses in the Senate do not understand the Ancient El ritual, so they can only use it bravely.
The open carriage drove slowly in front of many senators. Horn naturally got out of the carriage, shook hands with them one by one, said hello, and went through the etiquette with them before getting back on the carriage.
"I will go back to Qiumu Island often, so don't do it next time." Horn waved his hand, "Let's go directly to the Machinery Palace to stay. After a long journey, we can finally take a vacation. ”
Looking at the dock in front of him, Horn unconsciously smiled. This once desolate ghost town is now finally thriving.
There is currently only one unnamed town on Qiumu Island, with a current population of about 11,000 people.
The total population of the island is about 21,000, and the remaining non-urban population is operating farms on the island.
The total area of Qiumu Island is about 110 square kilometers. The terrain is high in the north and low in the south. There are raised mountains in the middle. Most of the South Island is tidal flats and swamps that cannot be developed.
If the silted lake water is drained through river projects, the South Island can expand by at least another 10 square kilometers.
Currently, Qiu Mu Island has two districts, the city and the suburbs. The main leaders of the city hall are the Senate and Mayor Witte, while the suburbs adopt the 100-household district system.
At present, there are about 16,000 acres of farmland in the suburbs, which can produce 720 tons of food every year. However, the current food needs of the entire island population are about 6,000 tons, and 10% or even 90% of it depends on external transportation and fishing.
As for the flax field, there are more than 3,000 acres, which can produce 600 tons of flax every year. If it is fully put into production, it can produce about 120 tons of flax fiber, which is 70,000 yards of linen cloth.
These 70,000 yards of linen can produce approximately 12,000 sets of clothing. Since clothes can be stored for a long time, and linen is basically not worn in the cold season, it can basically meet the clothing needs of the entire island.
As for the 95 tons of flax oil produced at the same time, it can meet the oil needs of the entire island. As for the vegetables and fruits, they are all provided by lycanthropes and small vegetable farmers.
Not to mention salt, not only can it be self-sufficient, but it can even export dozens of tons to the outside world. The lycanthrope queens are preparing to mine the second and third salt wells.
As the open carriage gradually approached the Mechanical Palace, the gleaming brass spire appeared in people's sight.
"What is that?" Catherine asked, pointing to the spire.
Horn looked up, smiled and shook his head: "In two days, I will show you for yourself, and you will know what it is."
So mysterious? Catherine stared at the shining spire and frowned unconsciously.
Why does she always feel like she has seen this thing somewhere? But she couldn't remember that she had never been to Qiumu Island.
When he just looked up, Horn saw a group of people building something on the top of the mountain. He turned to Witte beside him and asked: "What is that?"
"Ah, that is Hilo. The high-tower water storage station designed by His Highness Fu uses the Holy Wheel to pump water. We are going to install the tap water system in the Mechanical Palace first to see how it works and gain some construction experience."
"Oh?" Huo? En glanced at the town not far away, "With the current development level of the town and the number of star-cast gears, it is a bit too risky to start getting tap water now."
"After all, Your Highness Shilov With one-fourth of the control over the Star-Forged Gears, she might just want to make her life more convenient." Witte smiled bitterly.
The Star Cast Gear is Shilov’s personal property, so it would be great if he could provide three-quarters of it to Horn free of charge.
As for the rest, what she wants to do, Horn really has no control over. After all, the Star Cast Gear has to be charged by others, and besides, people often use their private Star Cast Gear as a lathe for work.
"You have been talking about a small town, what is the name of this town?" Catherine, who had been listening for a long time, finally couldn't help but ask.
Witt, who received the written notice and portrait, naturally recognized who the beautiful woman in front of him was. He bowed and said: "The Senate has not figured it out for the time being, but His Highness Shilov gave a name, which is quite good. Popular."
"She also has an idea? What's her name?"
Horn heard about this for the first time. He suppressed it to prevent the elders' struggle from spreading. However, Shilov came up with a name.
But if you think about it carefully, this is Shilov's hometown. The whole city was basically built under the planning of Werther and her, so she must have had her own idea of naming it.
If the name she chose was not too outrageous, then Horn would have no problem with it.
“It’s called, the Holy Armament Court.”
(End of this chapter)