One heart, two hands ready.

This is the most real plan in Song Yong's heart at present.

On the one hand, he knew that in reality, it might not be as bad as he imagined.

If you are lucky, the two escaped wildlings may not be able to escape safely and report to the other wildlings.

The reason is simple, there are too many dangers in such a dangerous night that can kill a fragile life.

Even the two wildlings who escaped can be regarded as the head snake in this area.

But so what?

Wild animals roaming the meadows at night, they don't matter if you are a local or not.

In their eyes, this kind of creature that moves alone and walks upright at night will always be only one or two hundred catties of meat for them.

It still has a light salty taste and tastes very good meat.

However, Song Yong also knew very well in his heart that if all his expectations were pinned on that kind of illusory luck.

That is a completely irresponsible attitude towards himself, for these nearly a thousand lives under his hands.

Therefore, Song Yong is also looking forward to the two wild men who escaped, preferably after being turned into a supper by wolves or something.

After eating another collective hot pot that warmed and relaxed everyone, they began another plan, or preparation:

Hurry up and continue to build fortifications, and make all the preparations that can be done to the extreme......

The day after the outpost was discovered by the wildlings, it was getting dark.

Song Yong spit out his tongue and licked it slightly on his lips, which were full of chapped small wounds, moistening his poor dry lips.

Suddenly, the stinging pain like a knife cut made the corners of his mouth can't help but crook.

After making such a step, Song Yongcai picked up his electric horn and shouted at the people who were still busy.

Suddenly, the voice that had become hoarse because of the long hours of work and roaring rang out:

"Alright, that's all for today! Let's all stop and rest, and we will continue tomorrow when we get up. ”

As soon as they heard the order from Brother Yong, these people stopped what they were doing and walked towards the left side of the city wall with heavy steps.

There, there is a warm fire.

It can make their already exhausted, tired and tired bodies warm up again.

There, there is also the broth and barbecue prepared by the beautiful girl Laiyu, with a group of rough old men who are not so beautiful.

Obviously, it is also broth, but according to the practice of the gray rabbit tribe, they are so delicious.

Since last night's hot pot was eaten, to today, these people have been working almost continuously, for twenty hours.

During this period, that is, at each meal, they can have a rest period of about half an hour.

Of course, in such a long time, they have also done a considerable amount of work.

First of all, there are two brand new gates at the front and back gates, which are made in such a hurry that the bark on the trunks of the trees on them is wet.

It looks like it is not exquisite at all, but also reveals a strong smell of turtles.

However, these selected trunks can be called a thick one.

The gates made of them were also surprisingly thick and sturdy, and the savages would not have been able to do so until they had carried the wood and knocked it open without tiring a large number of people to death.

Secondly, most of the area within the city walls, during this time, was dug into the surface of the moon:

Everywhere there are large pits that are more than one person deep and more than a dozen square meters in size, and at first glance there are at least seventy or eighty of them.

In fact, these pits will be the places where people will live in these places for some time to come.

Wait until tomorrow daylight, just take the time to cover the top with tree trunks, branches, leaves, and hay, and then sprinkle a layer of sand with a thin layer of sand.

It can become a modern plane, a famous temporary residence in the northwest region of China: Diwozi.

I don't know how the army of savages will come in that day, how can they have so much time to build a hundred and ten wooden houses.

However, sleeping by the fire every day is not an option.

My heart was broken, and in my memory, I finally thought of a nest that the protagonists used to settle refugees in the air that I don't know how much.

It is said that this thing looks shabby, but it saves trouble and keeps warm, and it can be called a winter artifact for refugees.

As a result, Diwozi, a thing that occupies a strong mark in the history of the primitive plane, was copied by him......

On the third day, somewhere in a nest.

Song Yong looked at the savage captive who didn't know when he was for a long time, and his whole body was cold, and his heart was full of indescribable depression.

Coercion, inducement, beating, fatigue offensive.

In order to get information from the savage tribe in this guy's mouth, Song Yong and Spear and others can be said to have tried everything they can.

However, this guy's mouth is like it was made of iron.

They actually got nothing but that beastly roar and insults.

And after getting up today, Song Yong got a bad news, this guy bit his tongue and committed suicide, which made all Song Yong's expectations come to naught.

At noon on the fourth day, outside the city walls.

A moat about four meters wide and two meters deep that surrounds the top of the entire hill is about to be dug up after two days of digging.

A small number of personnel were left behind, and the excavation of the moat continued.

Most of the rest of the personnel were already busy at the bottom of the moat like a swarm of industrious worker bees.

Facing these busy personnel, Song Yong shouted loudly: "Pay attention, you must bury these things for me." ”

In this way, under Song Yong's orders, sharp wooden sticks were buried at the bottom of the moat.

At first glance, I saw that the moat was secretly full of this thing.

It can make the dense phobia who looks at all this instantly numb in the scalp, and more importantly, no human being with a normal head is willing to fall into it.

Because the result after falling, there is no second possibility except to be tied into a hornet's nest.

And the reason why such a method is adopted, Song Yong also has a last resort.

On such a high hill, it is impossible to bring the water of the lake into the moat from the large lake outside of Rich.

As for pouring manpower into the moat, it is simply a lot of work than building a city.

In desperation, in order to make this moat used for protection have a certain defensive ability, this method can only be used.

When it was almost dark, the moat was completely dug through.

And, even the insidious spikes at the bottom, they are all buried in place.

At the same time, two sturdy drawbridges appeared at the gate of the city, and at one end of each one was a few thick vines, connected to the winch at the head of the city.

Through the action of the winch, the suspension bridge can be quickly retracted and lowered.

It was also this evening, and everyone except the guards went into the nest early to rest after eating food.

Even in every nest, there are at least ten people squeezed in.

With so many people crammed into one small space, it was quite difficult to get everyone to lie down.

But even so, they lit a small fire in the fireplace on the side of the nest, and they leaned against the wall of the nest.

I still feel far warmer and more comfortable than sleeping outside.