The process of building the road was extremely difficult, and the slaves worked hard under the whip to have a chance of survival.

On the first day, the cutting progress was extremely slow, and it took a whole day to clear the road of less than five meters, and the sawn off stumps have not yet been dug up.

In the evening, Wang Lang summoned all the leaders of this stronghold.

"The progress is too slow now, we must speed up the progress tomorrow, you must force those slaves to work, and if you don't obey, you will be arrested and executed." Wang Lang said coldly.

"Don't worry, these slaves will have no problem handing them over to us, and if they are still so slow tomorrow, let them know how good we are." Bark laughed.

Wang Lang nodded and said, "I'll stay here for another five or six days, and then I'll leave it to you, and there must be no mistakes." ”

"Are you going back so soon?" Bark asked, confused.

"Well, there are other things waiting for me to deal with in the tribe, and there are those slaves in the matter of building roads, as long as there is no big mess, it is useless for me to stay here." Wang Lang said slowly.

"I see, I'll take care of this place." Bark said solemnly.

Early the next morning, the slaves were driven out of their slumber, and like cattle, they were driven out of the camp and lined up to receive tools from the soldiers.

The archers watched the working slaves with their bows and arrows vigilantly, and at the slightest sign of escape, they were mercilessly shot.

The two slaves pulled a large saw vigorously, but the long-term malnutrition made them extremely weak, and the strenuous physical labor made one of the slaves feel dizzy and fell to the ground.

Seeing this, a soldier came up with a whip and slapped the slave who had fallen to the ground, but after a while he found that the slave did not respond.

The soldier crouched down and sniffed his nose, frowned, and yelled at the rest of his companions, "Somebody, clean this thing." ”

Soon, two soldiers came running from a distance, carrying the dead slave and throwing him into a pit that had been dug aside, and by this time there were already three corpses lying in the pit.

After throwing the corpse, one of the soldiers looked at the corpse in the pit with a gloomy look on his face and complained: "These guys are really useless, they died so soon, if I die, we will have to do this job!" ”

"No, I hope these useless things can live longer, and it's better to finish their work and die!" Another soldier agreed.

"Alas, let's go! Staying here and smelling this stink makes me almost throw up. The soldier spat on the ground and turned away.

The punishment was increased, and the progress of the work was much faster, and the slaves trembled with fear when they looked at the unfortunate ghosts who had fallen on the tree, and these people were immediately beaten and hung up because they were a little slower.

Under the threat of death, the slaves did not dare to delay at all, and exerted all their strength to fulfill the orders of these abominable overseers.

Five days later, the forest had been cleared out of an improvised road of more than 50 meters, and after seeing that the place had been regularized, Wang Lang returned to the tribe with a dozen soldiers.

Back in the tribe, Lin Huo reported to Wang Lang on the progress of the road construction, and Wang Lang was still satisfied with the speed of the construction, and did not ask if there were any deaths of slaves.

Most of the soldiers were sent out to serve as overseers, and only a few soldiers and some old and weak people remained in the tribe of Noda.

The task of growing hemp all falls on these old and infirm.

The cultivation of hemp does not require intensive cultivation like corn, and this thing does not require yield, as long as it can be grown, it is considered a success.

After the old people burned a piece of land for farming, they randomly scattered the seeds in the ground, and then walked over and stepped the tiny seeds into the soil to complete the task.

Everything in the tribe is developing in a good direction, and Wang Lang, who has settled down, is ready to go to the east to see the falling meteorite.

It may be that there are incomparably pure iron meteorites, and after Wang Lang explained and arranged everything in the tribe, he took ten soldiers and drove two deer carts and a bed crossbow towards the meteorite drop site.

The heavily armed team, fearlessly walking on the wilderness, after the baptism of battle, turned these surviving men into real soldiers.

The rolling wheels creak and creak, leaving deep marks along the way.

After two days of walking eastward, we finally arrived at the site of the impact.

Looking at the large and small impact craters on the ground, Wang Lang suddenly felt that he was extremely lucky.

If these meteorites had come closer, they would have been dead by now.

"Chief, are these stones of the stars in the sky?" A soldier asked curiously.

Wang Lang nodded and said, "That's right, these are all stars in the sky. ”

When the soldiers heard this, they looked curiously as if they were in the sky, but it was daytime, and they couldn't see the stars at all, and they looked down at the black stones in the middle of the circular earth pits, which made them feel that the world was so mysterious.

Wang Lang jumped into a shallow pit, came to the side of the pit's loyal meteorite, and carefully observed it for a while.

Without a magnet, he couldn't be sure if the black stone was iron, but touching the small particles on the meteorite, although he couldn't be sure whether it was iron, he was very sure that it was some kind of metal.

Wang Lang climbed up from this pit and went to examine other meteorites, and finally found that these meteorites were all fragments of the same stone, which had been shattered.

"Put these little stones in the cart, and the half-human height will be left alone." Wang Lang instructed the soldiers.

When the soldiers heard this, they jumped into the pit one after another, although these meteorites were not too big, but the weight was not light at all, a stone the size of a human head, two soldiers had to work together to lift it.

Although Wang Lang wanted to get the half-human-tall meteorite back, with the existing transportation conditions, he knew that it was an impossible task, and although he was greedy, he could only choose to give up.

In a short time, the two deer carts were loaded with seven or eight black stones.

The weight was so heavy that the wheels sank into the dirt a finger deep.

It was much more difficult to return than when they came, and the giant deer struggled to pull the heavy cart forward, and the soldiers pushed the wheels hard behind the cart.

Regardless of whether these meteorites are iron or not, Wang Lang feels that it is worth coming this time, as long as it is metal, it must have its use.