The long river of Tulsas rushes southwest, flows through the Atoyak Lake where long sails take photos, and reaches the mouth of the West Sea. The billowing black smoke never stops day and night, rising from the factories in the Black Rock Mountain Iron Mining Area. The row of newly built
The iron-smelting shaft furnace sucks in iron ore and charcoal like a long whale, and then spits out hot and dark red billowing molten iron!
"God bless you! Let's turn on the furnace!..."
For the continuous operation of these shaft furnaces, thirty miles from the iron ore area, there are more than a thousand men belonging to the mining area, responsible for chopping wood and burning charcoal, which has cut down a whole mountain. And every few months, people from
The high-quality coal from Leijin Town in the northern continent will be transported by the merchant fleet in tons.
These coals from the later Sonora state have low sulfur content and low ash content. They are high-quality bituminous coal and anthracite coal. When they are used for iron smelting, they are not like the coal from the Chinganbat mining area of the Kingdom's Black Rock City.
It will make the iron material significantly brittle and can replace the expensive charcoal. However, with the kingdom's current transportation capacity and transportation speed, the quantity of these "northern flints" shipped is still too limited...
Of course, Otani, the newly promoted "master craftsman" and a samurai blacksmith, did not know the root cause of the brittleness of the iron. If the quality of the iron coming out of the furnace was too bad, he would only order his craftsmen and apprentices to make it again.
Fill the furnace and smelt it again. When asked by the kingdom's divine priest, he always has a respectful smile on his face, praising the Lord God's blessing and the divine shaft furnace, while complaining in his heart.
"O Lord God, the Great Bodhisattva! What a poor iron ore, what an excellent coal! What a poor local craftsman, what a hard-working civilian man! And these high-ranking priests don't worship gods and recite sutras every day.
Watching me work and asking about these blacksmithing skills...it's really weird and scary!..."
Otani's caution is not without reason. The entire iron smelting factory is like a large military camp. The division of labor is clear, military laws are strictly enforced, and thousands of people are used to ensure the supply of raw materials. The scale far exceeds the traditional blacksmith workshops of Japan.
At this moment, more than two hundred leather-armored warriors were guarding various parts of the factory carrying spears, bows and arrows or throwing spears. The number of these warriors alone exceeded the number of warriors owned by the Oyizaki clan. After all, the Oyizaki clan was just a small number.
Thousands of people, a small clan of about 10,000 dan. In addition to the 800 samurai who guard the nearby mining areas and look after the mine slaves, the military strength of the Thousand Kingdom's retired samurai is already close to that of the head of the Oyizaki clan, who has 60,000 dan.
The Daimyo Dewa is half of the Hiyama Anton clan! And this is just a fraction of the strength of the so-called "Kingdom in the Lake", just like a feather on an eagle...
"A powerful guardian daimyo...ah no, a truly noble general of the East China Sea!...And I, Otani Kengo, am the general's royal family member, the highly regarded iron iron monk...uh...no, I should return the favor.
If I haven’t reached the level of ‘Fengxing’, I’ll probably still be a ‘Group Leader’… But with my skills, it’s only a matter of time before I become the ‘Fengxing’!…”
Blacksmith Otani is full of confidence and is very satisfied with his current status as "master craftsman" and "head of the blacksmith group". He rarely thinks of Ezo land thousands of miles away. He has married his wife Prepecha and is preparing to live here
The distant "East China Sea Kingdom" continued his sudden rise in the samurai family. He also repeatedly inquired about the Tekos warriors with the "Luo" surname to see if he had a chance to be given a "donhai general" by the "East China Sea General"
"Luo", and then changed its name to "Dagu Luogang"...
"God bless you! A new batch of mining slaves has arrived! Quick, get them all off the boat and bring them to the mining area as soon as possible! Feed the pumpkins and sweet potatoes first, keep them well for two days, and then go to the mine to work!..."
Not far south from the Black Rock Mountain Iron Mine is the port of Trout Town. Hundreds of Southern Navy canoes and more than a dozen galleys have just docked. More than a thousand people looked numb.
The strong Mixtecs were driven off the ship by a group of warriors. After being fed with grains, they were taken to the iron ore area of Black Rock Mountain in groups and officially became the mines of this open-pit mine.
Slave... At the moment, the open-pit iron mines in Black Rock Mountain have not yet been dug out. So they can work in the sun, without having to go deep into the dark underground like the Black Rock City coal and copper mining area, and they can live longer...
However, their fate has long been determined. They will use the work of the rest of their lives to become the fuel to promote the progress of the times and slowly light up the Iron Age in Central America.
"God bless you! All the prisoners have been transported smoothly... Hurry! Now load the ship with food and military supplies!... Load more grains, don't load so many tortillas! This batch of military food is for the Alliance Legion... Ha! It's two full
Thousands of people are at the seaside, surrounding the Mixtec city of Hedou, and they all want to eat our food... How can there be so many tortillas for them to eat!..."
The warehouse at the port was opened, and baskets of food that had been prepared were loaded into the ship. Soon, the shouts of rowing boats sounded, and the kingdom's southern navy set off again. And Hedou City, which was besieged by the army, had to cross over to be conquered.
On the eastern coast of the country, beyond Haenyeo Castle and Fuwon Castle, which had long since surrendered to the kingdom, they were far away, 1,100 miles away!
Of course, the supply cost of transporting thousands of miles by water is almost one-tenth of that of transporting thousands of miles by land, and the loss of food is completely incomparable. If there is no food support from the sea, if you want to go deep into the vast Mixtec mountains and forests by land and besiege the city-states that are defending the seaside,
That is an impossible task...
"The wind is blowing! It's southerly and northward!..."
It roared from the south to the north, blowing from the sea to the land. It first arrived in the Colima Mountains and saw several small iron ore mines that had just been discovered with great difficulty, as well as the busy volcanic ash mines under the towering Colima Volcano.
Field, magical natural cement.
A brand new white palace has been repaired around the volcanic hot springs and reinforced with natural volcanic ash cement. Chief Colima was soaking in the hot springs, old and strong. The chubby Xiao Yanshan was also soaking in the hot springs, young and strong.
Strong. The two of them sat together side by side, one chattering and telling tribal stories, and the other responded sporadicly, shouting "Yes!" Then, the old chief would laugh happily...
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The strong wind did not stop, blowing through the Colima volcano, reaching the center of Great Lakes County, the middle section of the lower reaches of the Leman River, and controlling the northern Tecos tribes.
Ancient city-state, Lake Rock City Teqitlan.
A flag of the monkey god is flying at the top of Hushi City. But Kuruka, the governor of Dahu County and the chief of the monkey god, is not in the city. He is wearing a short coat of coarse cloth, carrying a straw basket on his back, and holding a hoe.
, personally busy weeding in the newly cultivated fields. And the spear corps, which frightened the Tekos tribes, also inserted their golden bronze spears on the ridges of the fields, followed their legion commanders, and were busy in the farmland on the outskirts of the city. Again
Outside, there are more Northern Tekos tribesmen, forming a flag team, plowing in the vast fields. And this endless farmland is the land of Northern Tekos in the kingdom, and the beating
heart…
"Farming and clearing up wasteland strengthens the hearts of the people. Intermarriage and marriage bring tranquility... With the successful completion of this season's autumn harvest, the people of the Northern Tekos tribes will be able to settle down a little! And only after two more autumn harvests can be successfully passed, can I say that the kingdom
His rule has been officially stabilized on the fertile soil thousands of miles downstream of the Leman River!..."
"At that time, we can recruit people on a large scale, build canals and dams along the river, and irrigate more good land... And the reclamation potential here is not inferior to the fertile fields of the Apa Plain, and may even be better!..."
Of course, if you want to grow good land and produce more food, you must first look at water, secondly fertilizer, thirdly insect pests, and fourthly land... But the monkey Kuruka's heart is still in the north.
More than a thousand miles away in Nandorishi Village, those "white gold" that can be converted into several times the weight of food, the natural and excellent struvite fertilizer...
"Ding...bang...ding...bang..."
Outside Nanguoshi Village, struvite stones have accumulated into small hills. However, the sweet potato fields outside the village are sparse and cannot grow much at all. There is no other reason than that it is too dry and lacks water. Places that can produce struvite stones are
They are all barren lands with an annual rainfall of 100-200 mm, or even less. Most of the time, Nantorishi Village relies on Leijin Town, the largest town in the northern continent across the strait, built on the riverside, for its food.
Come to support.
"Lord God! What the hell?... The last Feather Clan in the Kingdom of Tarasco actually came to the Northern Continent?! What kind of Feather Prince Peng Guali sent me a clan messenger to deliver a message?
A graphic letter of refuge?…”
In the red-brick main temple of Leijin Town, the songbird priest frowned and turned over and over, looking at the bark letter in his hand. On the letter was a pile of grains and a little kneeling figure with feathers on his head.
, obviously coming to borrow food. The feathered messenger who came was wearing the emblem of the main god and reciting the name of the main god, indicating that everyone in their clan had converted to the main god. The messenger also said that they had not borrowed the money in vain.
, but are willing to be a mercenary legion, using the clan's "two thousand elite warriors" and the axes and spears in their hands to "work" for Leijin Town in exchange for food!
"This cunning Feather Prince... was all from Prepecha. He has framed so many nobles! From the Prepecha Lake District to the Chapala Lake District, and then to the Northern Tekos States, countless nobles who refused to rest in peace have
Curse him in the abyss...Who can he deceive now? Even if I believe that an old turkey can fly to the treetops, I will not believe that an old feather like him will be a good man!..."
"But the Feather Clan, which has thousands of families and families, is known as the 'Two Thousand Warriors', and they all survived ten years of fighting on the plateau... Sigh! This is really a big trouble! The commander of the Monkey Army is invincible, why?
How could you miss such a cunning old guy and let him escape all the way here with the clan warriors?!..."
Thinking of this, the Songbird Priest has a headache. It is the spring plowing season now. Although there are nearly ten thousand tribes in Leijin Town, the tribesmen in each tribe are busy with farming and it is difficult to recruit them. Moreover, the only people in the town who can really fight are
More than a thousand warriors from the kingdom are more than enough to defend the town. However, it is not enough to go out in large numbers to hunt down the Feather clan who can run away. And Feather is short of food right now, and it is red-eyed. If they really wait until the opponent divides their troops, burns, kills, and robs everywhere
If he plunders Mayo villages and small tribes and he cannot send troops to protect them, he will be in big trouble.
"It took the kingdom several years to finally convert nearly 10,000 Mayo tribesmen, establish a powerful image of the main god, and establish the basis of rule in the Leijin Town area! ... If the Feather Clan is such a disaster, even if it ends up being
If he is defeated and expelled, the tribes and people in Leijin Town will be unable to deal with it..."
"Anyway, let's give him a batch of food first and coax this guy away... For the sake of Prepecha's fellow tribesmen, I won't beat him, and he won't mess with me... I'd better give him the information about the various Yaqi tribes.
Let him go to the great tribe of Yome in the north and harm those Yaqui people!"
After deliberation for a long time, the Songbird Priest sighed helplessly and gave instructions to his trusted temple guards.
"God bless you! Go and invite that feathered messenger here! They are all from Prepecha, I will not leave him alone... Well, let's talk about it... Use the ax and spear in your hand to do the work
Exchange for food'…”
The trusted guards hurried away. After a while, a feathered messenger wearing the main god's amulet, hanging the main god's jewelry, and three hummingbirds painted on his forehead and cheeks came to the temple respectfully. He glanced at the person above him
The Songbird Priest fell to his knees with a "pop" and shouted with great piety.
"Praise the big and tall main god! Praise the big and tall priest! The humble Feather Clan is willing to serve the great northern priest. I beg you to stand on our shoulders and become bigger and taller!..."
"...Get up! Stop kowtowing and let's talk business!...Can you fully represent the Feather clan? If not, let Feather come over in person!..."
"Reply to the big and tall priest! I am the youngest son of the leader of Feather Clan, Little Feather. If you have any orders, just tell me! Dad took the tribe and hid in the nearby mountains, hiding tightly.
For fear of colliding with the temple of the main god and the tribes farming under your command... He said that as long as you give me food, you will be my uncle and my father's father! If the uncle orders, our clan will definitely obey it!"
"I heard that the big tribe of Yomei in the north has always been at odds with you... As long as you tell us how to fight, our Feather Clan will definitely defeat this big bullshit tribe that doesn't believe in the Lord God for you, even if we risk all the warriors to death!
…”
Seeing this shameless energy, the Songbird Priest had another headache. He was not afraid that the feathers could beat him, but he was afraid that he would be cunning and shameless, slippery, and have no bottom line. And the next negotiation might not be that easy!
After thinking for a long time, the Songbird Priest calmly asked the most important question that he was most concerned about.
"Ancestral Witness! Little Feather! Your Feather Clan... you have traveled so far away, where do you want to go?... Or in other words, when you return to the kingdom, where is the fiefdom you want?"
Hearing this, the man, who was dressed like a hummingbird, knelt down on the ground again, kowtowed a dozen times, and then respectfully stretched out his finger and pointed to the north.
"Dad said it! The Feather clan does not dare to offend the kingdom and compete for the seaside territory... The fiefdom we want is in the north... further north than the big Yomei tribe... all the way to the mountains in the north!..."
Hearing this, the songbird priest suddenly raised his head and squinted towards the north...
