Chapter 125 Skyfire Island and Divine Enlightenment
Towards the end of January, a cold wind blew across Lake Texcoco, bringing ice and chill.
In the past few days, in the southeast of Lake Texcoco, the two Tianhuo Islands have been strictly guarded. Nearly a hundred warriors are stationed on Tianhuo Island. Anyone who wants to land on the island must have the approval of the king and His Highness. The navy and navy are stationed on the island.
Patrol near the islands, using the idle Tianhuo Second Island as a base to inspect passing merchant ships and crack down on smuggling trade.
As a result, this place became a patrol station that discouraged civilians. There were also rumors that the priests were holding sacrificial rituals in secret to pray for strength from the evil gods.
On the south shore of Lake Texcoco, hundreds of salt workers continuously transported saltpeter and plant ash, and then transported them to Tianhuo Island by navy ships. The leader of the salt workers, Moreno, followed the boat, and
Together they boarded the island.
The fierce leader of the salt workers stood blankly beside the newly built port. He looked around and saw reeds as tall as a person everywhere, as well as scattered wooden houses and huts. The fierce warriors were equipped with leather armor, war clubs and long bows.
Dozens of canoes have completely blocked the surrounding area of the island, which is really a natural prison.
On the shore of the lake, a crocodile had just dived in. Before it could open its mouth, it was discovered by a sailor in surprise. The warriors immediately swarmed up and used long sticks to tip over the four-meter-long crocodile, exposing its soft belly.
Then, the warriors quickly forked the crocodile's mouth, and then hit it with huge stone hammers. Within a few seconds, the crocodile trembled and vomited blood and died without any resistance.
The warriors cheered. Then, shouting happily, they skinned the crocodile and took out the meat by the lake, and set up a barbecue bonfire. After a while, the aroma of barbecue hit their nostrils.
Seeing this scene and smelling the aroma of barbecue, the fierce Moreno couldn't help but swallow. He carefully restrained the expression on his face, smiled and asked the steward of the island, a middle-aged samurai with a weathered face.
"Dear warrior, how long do we want to stay on this island? It's actually not far from the village on the south coast. We can arrive early every morning and leave after dark..."
Esco took a deep look at Moreno and smiled strangely.
"Are you Moreno? His Highness has specifically ordered that from now on, you and your saltmen must make burning salt all day long, and at the same time study more efficient processes. Every improvement must be recorded, and there will also be financial rewards.
.You will be provided with three meals a day according to the standards of a warrior. No one is allowed to leave without His Highness's personal approval. Otherwise..."
Esco nodded towards the barbecued crocodile and smiled strangely again.
Moreno felt cold all over. He and his loyal brothers looked at each other, wanting to cry without tears. Staying on a desert island to burn salt, this kind of life... The magnificent dream burned in the heart of the salt owl leader, and the Golden River in the south continued
With constant calls, Moreno once again showed a fierce look, and the salt workers began to gradually become noisy.
"Go to work quickly! Your workload today has not started yet! There will be special personnel to inspect and test it in the evening!"
Esco scolded him sternly. He waved his hand gently, and a dozen warriors immediately came up, pointing their war clubs at an angle, and surrounded dozens of salt workers.
"This is a task that His Highness emphasizes. It is the most important mission and a hard-won opportunity!"
Thinking of this, a fierce light flashed in Esco's eyes, scanning over every noisy salt worker. The education of a warrior told him that blood is the best way to scare people... He did not hesitate to take off the sharp
War stick, coming in stride.
Moreno looked at the warriors with a fierce expression. Then, his eyes met the middle-aged warriors, and the murderous aura that had gone through the battle came to him, making his heart suddenly freeze, and he immediately calmed down from the unwilling anger. The salt worker
The leader lowered his head decisively, slapped the brothers beside him several times with his backhand, and scolded them loudly.
"Get out of here and get to work! You idiots, do you all want to die?"
Immediately, Moreno bowed to the approaching middle-aged samurai, then turned around and headed to the hut in the center of the island. The unruly salt workers were just stunned for a moment, and the samurai swung down his wooden stick mercilessly.
, driving them to the hut. There, mountains of saltpeter had accumulated.
Under Esco's management, Tianhuo Island operated with maximum efficiency. Two days later, Esco came in person and respectfully reported the specific production situation to Xiulote.
Shulot nodded in approval with satisfaction, but sighed slightly in his heart.
"Fifty or sixty salt workers work all day long, and the daily output of saltpeter is only twenty or thirty kilograms, and the amount of brown saltpeter soil consumed is close to a thousand kilograms. We still need to improve the extraction process..."
Of course, the boy didn't know that the nitrate content of ordinary nitrate soil is about 70g-140g/kg, which is about one-tenth. But now the extraction efficiency of craftsmen is already one-twentieth-thirty. In the Middle Ages, this kind of
The production efficiency is actually normal. He has adopted many separation processes and precipitation experiences from later generations. As craftsmen become more familiar with it, the production efficiency of soil salt will be further improved, and will even exceed that of European counterparts of this era.
Immediately, Shulot looked at Esco with admiration in his eyes and gave a serious order.
"Esco, you did a good job! I will give you another hundred warriors and allow you to recruit villagers from the south bank to expand the collection of saltpeter. The collection of saltpeter is only for these two months, and you must go all out to do it! The big salt mine
It's up to you to contact the overseer leader Cavare. Now, he is your subordinate!
The number of salt workers making saltpeter can be doubled or doubled. After one month, I want the daily output of saltpeter to reach one hundred catties, no matter the cost!"
Hearing this, Esco knelt down respectfully and accepted the order, his heart filled with ecstasy and excitement.
Within a few days of being promoted by His Highness, he had already mastered two hundred warriors and managed thousands of civilians and salt workers. After spending a full thirty years of ordinary life and following the leader for fifteen years, he finally
Towards a broad and smooth road. For the sake of His Highness's respect and a higher future, he is determined to do whatever it takes.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Shulot thought for a moment and continued to give instructions.
"The prepared saltpeter should be sealed in clay pots and stored separately underground. Do not touch the flame! Stay away from the saltpeter, just in case.
I will send two assistants to you to record the specific production steps and participate in the improvement process of making saltpetre. Soon, special craftsmen will go to make fire potions. You have to prepare an open working point for them alone.
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Although he seemed to understand His Highness's words, Esco still nodded respectfully and tried to remember every word in his heart.
Shulot patted the middle-aged warrior's shoulder encouragingly, and then waved the excited man down.
The young man sighed softly. Both saltpetre and gunpowder are chemicals that are easily flammable and explosive. If you are not careful, a major accident will occur, causing death or injury. He asked the newly promoted Esco to be responsible for this matter.
Otherwise, given the importance of this work, it should have been handled by Bertard, Bergire or "Monkey".
Speaking of "monkeys", Kuruca has already gone to the mountain city-state south of Tarasco with the Mayan businessman Tikalo to smuggle copper ore to the local tribal leader. If all goes well, the first batch of copper ore will be released in two weeks.
They should be brought back by the fleet. They also have a dangerous mission, to find out the topography and troop distribution of the southern city-states, and to collect intelligence for the conquest after the autumn harvest.
Shulot stood up and walked slightly thinking.
The copper mines on hand were all made into bronze tools and handed over to the old carpenter to make long bows. The gathering of the miners and the recruitment of the tribesmen should wait until after the New Year sacrifice. The bronze three-meter spear is not in a hurry. It can be done.
First, take out the two-meter copper spears captured from the Tarascans and use them for the training of the elite militia. The shields are also used as shields from the warriors in the armory.
"With the support of the entire alliance, it becomes much easier to do things. I can finally settle down and focus on farming and scientific research."
Shulot raised his head with emotion in his heart. The midday sun shone down on the main hall and illuminated the wooden plaque on the top of the hall. Three gilded Chinese characters came into view, "Shenqi Palace".
This mansion was originally the residence of Prince Texcoco, but now it has been renamed "House of Divine Enlightenment". Shulot's original name was "House of Oracle" to commemorate some long-standing memories.
However, my grandfather pondered for a long time and seriously rejected the proposal. The word "oracle" is too sensitive and carries a strong connotation of power, which is not suitable for today's young people. On the contrary, his reputation as "the divine enlightener" has been
The priests and elders spread the word and formed new craftsman centers in the name of Divine Enlightenment, making it easier for him to establish his authority.
Now, the main hall where Shulot is located is the center of Prince Texcoco's palace. The main hall is richly decorated and wide and light-transmitting. There are traces of repairs in many places, vaguely recording the bloody battle not long ago.
The royal murals of Koko have been bulldozed, and the sacrificial altar is empty.
The young man did not know that Troel's head had been worshiped here, nor did he know the conversations and plans of the chief priest and the prince. Ambition faded, the dead never returned, and the past had gone with the wind. And a new chapter was beginning.
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In Xiulote's plan, the "Divine Inspiration Institute" was the alliance's technological research and development center. Under his direct leadership, the most professional craftsmen and talents were gathered to carry out epoch-making scientific and technological progress. To this end, he specifically asked his grandfather for instructions.
, mobilize a group of priests who know how to count and join the "God's Apostle" with unlimited future.
The high priest first shook his head and chuckled, and then nodded in approval. It was a good and low-key way to leave the sensitive military, political and religious fields and temporarily study some gadgets to pass the time.
Therefore, the high priest majestically assigned quota quotas to various temples in the meeting of priests and elders. Afterwards, the elders had a heated discussion and threw out the lowest-level civilian aides and asked them to fight with the lowly ones.
Together with the craftsmen, His Highness the "God-Enlightened One" made "toys" of wood and clay.
Soon after, Shulot received forty or fifty young civilian priests with low morale, mixed with a few noble priests' children who had surrendered. He was stunned for a moment and sighed slightly. That's good, these young low-level priests
It is easier to accept command and the plasticity will be higher.
"The Institute of Divine Inspiration" is currently carrying out several research projects at the same time, and Quartermaster Bergere was appointed as the specific manager. Hundreds of professional craftsmen were summoned and divided into different research groups with the priests to engage in the military affairs designated by His Highness.
and folk projects. They worked hard to deduce and complete the production of physical objects from His Highness's prophetic description, and then recorded the materials and steps in detail.
In order to stimulate the research enthusiasm of the craftsmen, Shulot specially set up high rewards. For every research breakthrough, the craftsmen will receive a large sum of gold, silver, gems, cotton cloth and even land, enough for them to live without worries for several years.
Recorded merit will also improve their job titles and benefits.
The young man has rearranged the craftsman levels. The craftsmen of the "Shenqi Institute" are now divided into four levels: apprentice, ordinary, senior and master. Each level is divided into upper and lower levels, enjoying different daily treatment. Senior craftsmen are given to ordinary warriors
status, rare master craftsmen were canonized as military nobles.
These places were specially requested by the young man from Avitt. The great nobles were a little dissatisfied, but the number of master craftsmen was few and they could not be inherited, so they reluctantly accepted the matter. They now have a more important focus, the upcoming Noble Law.
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Low-level priests will accumulate meritorious deeds to improve the priesthood. In the future, the boy plans to separate the promotion system of "Artisan Priest" and create an independent research department.
Under the high rewards and strict supervision, various researches were carried out in an orderly and efficient manner. Thinking of this, Shulot strode out of the main hall, and under the personal protection of the warrior commander, he inspected the research of each craftsman group.
