"Cohen, you have to remember." His father's words echoed in his mind, "In this world, no one knows what will happen tomorrow. When you build a city this time, you don't have to stick to the rules. You have to choose a good place. It doesn't matter if it's bigger.
, everything depends on me and Your Majesty."
"Don't have to stick to the rules?"
"If you advance, you can attack; if you retreat, you can defend!" his father whispered, "all circumstances must be considered!"
"everything?"
"We are at the forefront of two forces and are in great danger," said my father. "And the left prime minister is so arrogant now. Who knows when he won't strike behind us?"
"I understand!" I said, "Don't worry!"
"You don't understand, being a governor is not that simple. Now you have a title. If you encounter any trouble that cannot be solved..." Father touched my head, "You can get away with it by throwing a noble temper, or you can fool around.
It's okay to be perfunctory, young man!"
"Is this okay?" I was very surprised!
"Then why do you think everyone wants to be a noble?"
"Isn't it because nobles have the right to stay overnight?" I smiled playfully. This came from literature.
"Looking for a beating!" The father laughed and scolded, "How dare you do this? Let's see if your mother doesn't eat you up!"
A month later, my brothers and I took the guards to camp out and found such a place.
Everyone stood on a hilltop and looked at a large plain in front of them.
"Boss, are you sure you are here?" Haiert said.
"Yes." I answered him, "Looking at the entire fiefdom, this is the most suitable place."
"Boss, this place is very ordinary!" Moya turned around, "I don't see anything special."
"Yes." Mafa said, "Boss, can you tell us about it?"
"Let's start with the geographical location." I gestured to Jack to open the map. "This place is between the dark forest and the Sea of Death. It's not far from the trade road and not far from the seaport. The transportation is convenient and it can be developed into
A commercial city."
"Commercial city?"
“You can just make a lot of money!”
"Next, let's look at it from a strategic perspective." Seeing the brothers nodding their heads in confusion, I smiled bitterly in my heart. It seemed like it was time to give them some tutoring.
"This land is very flat, but it is surrounded by hills. Less than two hundred miles ahead is the desert, and behind it are forests and mountains. It can be said that this is a good place for both offense and defense."
"But we are not on a national border." Jack said, "Why do we need to make military preparations?"
"Good question!" I praised Jack, "If you don't worry about the long-term, you must worry about the immediate future. Although we are not on the national border, the few idiot governors in front of us are not very good! I have read the war records, and the enemy once attacked
Pass our holy capital!"
"That's it!"
"Yes! Although we are in the rear, we still have a coastline that needs to be defended." I continued, "Besides, the old immortal Left Prime Minister is definitely not willing to let us get this fiefdom. What methods will he use to deal with us? We
You need to prepare early.”
"Boss, are you saying that the Left Prime Minister will...send people to attack us?"
"This is not necessarily true. Anyway, just remember this." I said, "If you are either our friend, you are our enemy!"
"knew!"
"Third," I continued, "if our city wants to be built on a relatively large scale, it must have agricultural support. You see, our plain has fertile land and crisscrossed rivers. As long as there are enough farmers, we can feed
A city of just 500,000 people is nothing."
"Five hundred thousand? How many people are that?" Moya asked.
"Let me tell you this, the population of the Holy City is more than eighty and less than one million."
"But boss," Helter said, "where are we going to get so many people?"
"Don't worry, we have brothers from other races, and there are many refugees over there in the Dark Moon." I smiled and looked up at the sky, "No matter where you are or what time you are, there are so many people and they are worthless.
.”
"Boss," Helter said, "What did you say? We don't understand!"
"Helter, how many untouchables do you think there are in this world? How many slaves?"
"I don't know, boss. But there must be a lot."
"If we feed them, give them clothes, and give them hope." I looked at Geert, "Can a city of 500,000 people accommodate them?"
"I... don't know... ah!" Haiert's eyes almost fell off.
"Stop talking about this now, Geert!"
"Yes! Boss."
"You take a team of guards and my order to contact the dwarves and elves. Tell Wadi and Wensley everything about this place. I need their help. The dwarves are responsible for the stone and the elves are responsible for the wood. Just inform the vampires again.
.”
"OK!"
"Moya! You go to the Sand Clan and the Winged Human Clan for the same mission. Ask Wen and Mogadi to come up with craftsmen!"
"Yes! Boss."
"You two set off immediately! You must complete all this in half a month and bring back what I need!"
"Boss, what are we two doing?"
"Mafa, I will give you the design sketch of the Dark City within three days, and you stay here to help with the preliminary preparations. Jack and I will return to the Holy Capital in three days!"
"What are we going back for, boss?"
"Go and ask for money!"
In the next three days, I designed my first city countless times. I mobilized the little architectural knowledge in my memory, referred to the urban planning models I knew, revised it again and again, and iterated again and again. Finally, it was finalized.
.
The dark city on the drawing stretches for ten miles. The city is divided into four parts by two avenues, and each part is divided into a number of residential areas by main roads. Drainage, sanitation, supplies, defense... whatever I can think of, they are all designed in this city.
reflected in.
In comparison, the city wall is relatively easy to design. With a stroke of a pen, a wall with one high, one short, double layer, and four gates appeared.
After giving the drawings to Marfa and explaining them in detail for a whole day, I realized that most people don’t understand my design very well. I had no choice but to write dozens of explanatory texts outside the drawings. Every design of the drawings was completed.
Detailed explanation. I was delayed for another day. It seems that my advanced thinking and other people's acceptance will have to be taken into account when doing things in the future.
Jack and I galloped on the road to the Holy Capital, followed closely by the guards who were assigned to me by my father. Some of them even watched me grow up. For example...Maize
Uncle.
"Boss." Jack said beside him, "Why are we in such a hurry?"
"I have to get there before dad returns to Dark Moon!" I didn't even look back. "With dad's help, we can make more money!"
No more talking. Day after day, non-stop. When they saw the Holy City again, the group's faces were covered with dust in the sunset, no better than refugees.
To me, the city gates of the Holy Capital are familiar and intimate. But standing under the city gate now, I am not in a good mood, because... I was blocked by someone.
The person who blocked me was an infantry captain. He looked good about himself and his infantry light armor was shining brightly. He was holding the hilt of the long sword hanging on his waist and said to us.
"The city gate will be closed soon! No entry is allowed!"
"It's going to be closed soon, that means it hasn't been closed yet! Why won't we be allowed in?" Whenever there was trouble along the way, Uncle Maize would intervene.
"You have weapons! If I say you can't come in, you can't come in!"
"We are the guards of the Governor of Dark City! The Governor is here! Let us enter!" Uncle Maize argued with reason.
"I told you, you are not allowed to enter! Even if the Dark Moon Governor comes, you will not be allowed to enter!"
After several days of long-distance travel, I was already very tired, and I was worried that my father would return to the Dark Moon early, so I was not in a good mood. In addition, there was a little infantry captain standing in front of me looking like a dog, and I couldn't get angry.
Find a place.
I urged my horse forward and came to Uncle Maize's side, carefully looking at the infantry captain.
"Your Excellency, Governor, I'm sorry." Uncle Maize said to me, "This is what the garrison in the Holy City looks like."
"No need to apologize, Uncle Maize." I smiled and said, "This is not your responsibility."
"I am Korn Keda! As governor and viscount, I now order you to let us pass." I said to the infantry captain.
"I'm sorry! Your Excellency." The poor man took a look and said, "I only obey the orders of the City Defense Department and the Ministry of War."
"Your Majesty the Governor." Uncle Maize came over and whispered to me, "The Ministry of City Defense and the Ministry of War are both members of the Left Prime Minister's faction."
I nodded, it seems that this matter is not easy to solve today.
The louder and louder quarrels alerted more and more people to watch. There were pedestrians passing by, residents of the city, and even the guards on the wall above their heads poked their heads out to take a look. The infantry captain looked proud... with a
It must be something worth boasting about as a captain blocking a noble governor? But for me, being blocked by a little captain, my reputation in the Holy City is not good...
"You really don't want to let me go? Have you decided yet?" I gave my men a look ready to take action, "We have urgent business."
"Let's discuss your urgent business tomorrow!"
When I heard this sentence, without even thinking about it, I slapped his face with the whip in my hand...
"Ah!" The bad man held his face in his hands and howled loudly.
"Let's go!" I ordered, and more than twenty horses rushed through the city gate. The guards standing in the gate passage received many whips.
"Catch them! Send the alarm!" someone shouted.
I had no choice but to ride my horse and stop. Once the alarm went off, it would mean that there was an invasion from a foreign enemy. This would be considered a serious matter... (To be continued)