Chapter One Thousand Two Hundred and Forty Five The Most Poisonous Iron
The waves rolled in the sea, and the fish gathered on the lakeside. From Golden Bay, the west mountain port of the Kingdom, which was later known as San Francisco Bay, eight or nine hundred miles further north, we came to the lake bay where the Viyot people lived, and then to the lake bay of the Kingdom.
port.
This kingdom port, established by the young West Bee priest who heroically sacrificed his life and married hundreds of tribes after marrying the chiefess of Viyot, now has a population of 1,500!
In just one year, the number of people in Huwan Port increased by 700. Among these 700 people, there were more than 60 troops supplemented by long boats, 400 to 500 local Wiyots who were assimilated and married... and two
The young Walkers, who are more than 100 meters tall, were specially dispatched from Xishan Port and migrated with a year's worth of grain.
Such preferential policy treatment has never been seen among the many kingdom strongholds on the west coast, making priests everywhere red with envy. The reason why Huwan Port receives such preferential treatment is precisely because of the iron ore mountains in the Dongfang Mountain.
Because before blacksmith Otani left, he led his apprentices to build the iron-smelting shaft furnace! Now, this two-meter shaft furnace for iron-smelting has finally accumulated enough seven or eight thousand kilograms of pyrite ore, and it can be ignited!
"God bless you! Light the fire and start the furnace! More iron will come out!..."
As the West Bee priest shouted, the fire was ignited. The charcoal was burning rapidly, the blower continued to blow in air, and the thick black ash smoke continued to rise, gradually becoming pungent.
The kingdom's blacksmith apprentices all lowered their heads and were busy. Almost all of them wore simple wet cloths to cover their mouths and noses. In the first few furnaces, several apprentices inhaled too much smoke and fell into coma.
One of them even died of a serious illness. After careful judgment, the Western Bee priest determined that the pungent smoke was caused by burning pyrite and had an obvious "volcanic smell of death"! Although he did not know what sulfur oxide was,
According to the understanding of the tribes on the plateau who use the stone of the dead, sulfur, if this smoke with a special temperature is inhaled too much, it will definitely bring about "the loss of vitality and death"!
Based on the experience of various ministries and thinking from a "theological" perspective, the solution to this problem is also very simple. According to the teachings His Majesty left at Shenwei University, "The death breath of volcanoes will be resolved by the vitality of the water god and blocked by the water."
"…So, just soak a towel with some water and put it on your face to cover your mouth and nose.
"Praise the Lord God! I have been digging for two months since the New Year, and I have only managed to save a furnace of seven to eight thousand kilograms of ore, and I can barely produce two to three thousand kilograms of iron... In this way, after a year of busy work, I have only transported six times of iron.
The ore was smelted to produce more than 10,000 kilograms of iron. Compared to that huge iron mountain, it is simply a hair on the tail of a rabbit!…”
Seeing the black smoke rising from the shaft furnace, Priest Xifen stepped back for a while, his face filled with joy and even more urgent anticipation. Seven or eight thousand kilograms of iron ore sounds like a lot, but in fact it is only more than half a cubic meter.
And just this little bit of iron ore requires more than two hundred tribesmen to work for two months, which is really outrageous!
However, the current situation of tribal productivity and transportation is like this. The location of the iron ore mine is not on the nearby seashore, but in the rolling mountains four to five hundred miles to the east. From Huwan Port to the iron ore mine, it takes nearly an hour to go back and forth.
For thousands of miles, each person has to carry tens of kilograms of iron ore and dry food on his back, and it takes more than a month to walk alone. As for setting up camp under the iron mountain, we arrange manpower to guard, fish, and hunt at the same time, and at the same time we send people to mine, break the
It will take nearly a month to mine and screen... It doesn't take two months to open the iron smelting shaft furnace!
"Witness the Lord God! Two hundred tribesmen are mining and transporting, fifty warriors are guarding and guarding, twenty blacksmith apprentices are forging iron, and one hundred people are cutting down trees and burning charcoal... And more than a thousand tribesmen all have to fish and farm.
The four hundred people who support this iron smelting...after all calculations, there is still a shortage of people!..."
"If the port is sufficiently populated and a village is built under the Big Iron Mountains, where we can farm and hunt, mine and smelt iron, and then transport the smelted iron out... it will definitely be much more convenient, and the output of iron can be increased several times.
!...What a pity, what a pity! We also have to consider the dozens of 'singing tribes' in the mountains and the attitude of the Kahosadi people. After all, the area around Iron Mountain has always been the hunting ground of these tribes. At the moment, they are just watching.
For the sake of friendly gifts, we reluctantly agreed to open the mine..."
Thinking of the semi-safari and singing Kahosadi people in the mountains, also known as the "Shastan people" in the mouth of later colonists, the Western Bee priest touched his smooth chin, and his face showed deep thought. These mountain tribes love
Singing is not considered aggressive. But each tribe has been in the mountains for a long time, is familiar with the mountain terrain, and has a large number of people. It is difficult to forcibly conquer them with the force of Huwan Port.
In fact, the West Bee priests have always disliked the use of force, preferring gentle assimilation and marriage methods. The kingdom mined and cut rocks in Iron Mountain, which caused quite a stir. It also attracted some "singing tribes" and sent tribal scouts to the front.
Come to investigate. The priest Xifen greeted these tribal scouts in a friendly manner, invited them to eat and drink, and gave them a few newly made iron axes for cutting trees. The tribal scouts were very happy, and surrounded the priest Xifen, each of them
They all sang a song called "Hundred Birds Song" that I couldn't understand, but it was very shocking.
The song was extremely cheerful and special, with dozens of vivid bird calls, and the pitch was so high that it almost reached the limit of human beings! If these songs that imitate bird calls can be passed down to future generations, it is estimated that each one of them can
Singing the "Treble Divine Comedy" with a broken voice. And every Kaho Sadi scout who sings can probably dominate the stage with a good voice! This kind of innate racial talent has been selected and passed down by hundreds of generations. It is really not
I can catch up with a short period of hard work the day after tomorrow...
"O Lord God! I don't know how many singing tribes will agree to the request for marriage and trade that I asked the scouts to bring back? Unfortunately, the kingdom's priests are limited. If we want to send people to the mountains for marriage, we can only send out young warriors.
Slowly increasing the impact on the tribes in the mountains..."
Wanting to convert the tribes in the distant mountains is destined to be a long process, which may even take several years or more than ten years. What the Xifeng priest is eager to do is to first reach a consensus with the tribal chiefs around Tieshan, and then
A small kingdom village dedicated to mining was built there. Then, dozens of devout tribesmen were sent to stay there to dig iron ore, and food supplies were shipped there at once, or exchanged with the surrounding singing tribes. As for the remaining
More than a hundred tribal people are responsible for transporting ore and clearing half of the waterways and mountain roads...
"Witness the Lord God! By the end of this year, I will definitely increase the production of iron materials by half! And with this confidence, I can ask the chief priests of the kingdom and the Xishan Port in the south for more manpower and food support.
Let Huwan Port truly become a big town!…”
"Supreme Lord God! I will definitely work hard to preach and let your glory spread throughout the lake and under the iron mountains in the east! And please guide me and let the lake port that I am in charge of become the Iron Mountain of Black Rock.
An important town in the kingdom like a mine!…As for my two newly born sons, please let them grow up healthily, inherit this kingdom stronghold that I have developed with my own hands and have unlimited potential, and even ascend to a higher position!…”
The young Western priest opened his eyes wide and stared at the bright eastern mountains under the morning sun. He prayed devoutly and his heart was filled with hope and desire. He has settled in Huwan Port for three years and has truly taken root.
The tribe leader Tulan, who was good at raising children, not only brought him three adopted sons, but also gave birth to two more children for him, allowing him to have a continuation from then on...
Seeing that a brand-new West Bee family, a fusion of the bloodlines of the northern and southern clans, is about to separate from the Crow Lord's family and be established in the vast north! And the long and bright future of the family has been intertwined with the infinite vastness of the north.
Bound to the ground. Rising from the growing Huwan Port to the red-topped iron mountains, there is a vast land of five hundred miles at the beginning, full of vibrant lakes, seas, and mountains and forests!…
