Chapter 197: The name is salty
When the bark heard this, he smiled and said, "Chief, what kind of work is it to feed the horned dragon, hehe, isn't that a woman's work?" ”
Wang Lang didn't intend to continue ridiculing, and then said: "What position you will hold in the future, you will know when the time comes, don't worry, I won't let you down." ”
Bark was immediately relieved and smiled.
Only the eastern corner of the tribe's wall was unfinished, and three days later, after the wall was completed, Wang Lang personally inspected the quality of this huge project.
The newly built wall was very tall, almost three meters high, and Wang Lang walked up the steps to the wall, which was more than one meter wide, enough for two people to pass side by side without feeling crowded.
The walls were strong, and if they were not effective siege engines, they would be an impregnable fortress.
With the abilities of the Fire Tribe, or other known human civilizations, unless they can make a stone thrower, they can only choose the way of ant-attached siege.
With the civilization of those tribes, ladders can still be made.
However, in siege warfare since ancient times, the attacking side often has to risk huge casualties to take the city, but with the ability of these tribes, too many casualties are basically equivalent to losing the capital to gain a foothold in this world.
With this wall, their tribe can be said to be invincible in this known civilization.
The red wall covers a huge area, arguably the most magnificent building in the grassland, and when people stand outside the wall and look at the wall, everyone is shocked by the fruits of their labor.
Wang Lang walked down the wall, the soldiers pushed away the heavy planks, and the people cheered enthusiastically when they saw their leader come out.
Wang Lang waved to his people, as if the emperor was inspecting his own people, this feeling of being in the spotlight made him enjoy it very much, and at this moment he suddenly understood why everyone wanted to be an emperor in ancient times.
"Hang up the planks!" Wang Lang said to the guards beside him.
The guards received the order and shouted to the guards on the city wall: "The leader has an order, hang the planks!" ”
When the guards on the city wall heard this, several people carried a heavy wooden plank and lowered it down the city wall with a rope, and then several nimble young men tied ropes around their waists and went down the force.
After a while, a wide wooden board was fixed above the city gate, and on it were two large simplified characters carved out of a chisel, Yancun!
When Wang Lang saw that the last step was completed, he immediately felt that this small wall finally had the appearance of a city.
"The two words on this wooden board are Yancun, the name of our tribe! From now on, our tribe will be called the Arishibu! Wang Lang's loud voice echoed in the vast grassland.
There is the salt department, this is Wang Lang's name after careful consideration, originally he wanted to use the Huaxia tribe as the name of his tribe, but the word Huaxia is too heavy for him,
There is the beauty of the badge called the Hua, there is the great etiquette of the summer, now the tribe has neither the beauty of the badge, but also the great etiquette, it can be said that it is a thorough barbarian tribe, now with the word Huaxia, is an insult to it.
Everyone looked at the two mysterious words on the city wall, and muttered the unfamiliar name "There is a salt department".
"Chief, in the future, whether it is Yan Village or Linhe Village, will there be people from the Yan Department?" Bark said excitedly.
"Of course, no matter how many villages are established in the future, as long as our people are all members of the salt tribe." Wang Lang said impassionedly.
"Lang, now that the wall has been built, isn't it time to think about expanding it?" Lin Huo said.
Wang Lang nodded and said, "You can start!" ”
With Wang Lang's words, whether it was Lin Huo or those veterans who had been on the battlefield, they were all excited, and the time that belonged to them had finally arrived.
"Ladies and gentlemen, now that our walls have been built and food has been planted, but there are still countless enemies around us, they covet our food, and only a strong enough force can ensure that we come from everything that is not easy to come from, and now, I announce that the army will be expanded, and all male clansmen except the old ones must participate in the selection." Wang Lang said loudly.
The news has been circulating some time ago, and it is exciting news for these new clansmen.
The status of a soldier is very high in the tribe, and these people know that their leader has long had a crusade against the fire tribe in the west, as long as he becomes a soldier, when the time comes, when he attacks the fire tribe, as long as he kills a few more people, the credit will come, and the status and women are simply at their fingertips.
As Wang Lang completely announced the news, the men were boiling, some screamed loudly, and some knocked their chests, wanting these leaders to see their strength.
Wang Lang looked at the chaotic crowd, the current situation is simply a group of savages gathering, if you send a Langya list to everyone, the bright oil paint on the picture on the body is no different from the Indian savages in the movie.
Now there are about 160 men in Yancun in addition to the old man before, except for the old and frail last year, Wang Lang estimates that there are about 130 or 40 people who can be used as soldiers.
If all these people were added to the army, the strength of the army would suddenly increase several times.
"The men stay, the women leave, and the four miles are separated." The guards beside Wang Lang loudly announced Wang Lang's orders.
The women looked at this group of excited men with envy, even if some of them were stronger than some men, but the leader did not pay any attention to the strength of women, and the women were basically on the margins of the tribe, just a tool to stimulate the men's struggle.
These people have been in this tribe for so long, and it is already clear which one they belong to, and after a while, the men gathered around the four of Lin Huo.
Mu Feng and the seven people assigned to him, Wang Lang did not let a few of them participate in the selection, these people he planned to train them to become carpenters in the tribe, although the soldiers are important, but the skilled technical talents are also indispensable to the tribe.
Lin Huo and the others picked out the old and frail, and immediately made those who had lost their qualifications grief and indignation, and some even knelt on the ground and cried.
In the face of these Wang Lang is unmoved, there are not many soldiers, if these old and frail people are allowed to join, it will greatly affect the combat effectiveness of the tribe.
The selection was quickly completed, and the men in the prime of life who remained were all excited, their emotions in stark contrast to those who had been eliminated.