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Moreover, Desmond had neither an architect, nor a legendary reclusive sage, nor a skilled craftsman, so in the end, it was up to Count Don himself to do all this.

Fortunately, Count Tang is an engineering dog, mechanical manufacturing and civil engineering have always been difficult brothers, the monk temple in the nunnery, a group of old men nested in the dormitory in addition to playing games is to say that the beauty is really boring, and occasionally talk about the situation of their respective majors.

Therefore, Count Xiao Tang still knows a little bit about how to build roads, although it is only half a bucket of water, but it is better than being blind with two eyes, right?

The most important thing in building a road is to lay a foundation, that is, to tamp the land, and if the land is thick, the dirt road will not become a mud pit on rainy days, and there will be no weeds on the road - Qin Zhidao is still not a single grass after more than 2,000 years, and the reason is because the land has been compacted.

And rammed earth, the meaning of the word can be seen literally, is 'vigorously pounding earth'.

The more vigorous the soil, the thicker and more durable it is.

Hey? This soil is like shaking M, the more you, the cooler it looks?

Forget it, let's not care about this kind of trivial matter, let's discuss how to 'vigorously the soil' and make this soil cool and applauded.

It stands to reason that if there are large cast iron blocks, or cement blocks, it is the best, these two things are simply ancient road rollers, a pit to ensure that the soil is cool, do not want it.

But the little Count Don did not.

Iron, as we said before, is valuable, and there is no iron ore in Desmond, so the stock of iron is limited, and even if all of it is taken out, it will not be enough for half of it. As for the cement, Roman cement is indeed hard enough, but it has to add volcanic ash to it! In this British Isles, where do you ask the little Earl Don to find volcanic ash?

However, there is a way to trench in trenches, and there is also a way to **silk, and there is no iron? It doesn't matter, let's just use wood, don't you just use a little more effort! No Roman cement? It's simpler, we don't need it, can a big living person be suffocated by urine?

Poor, as long as the effect is achieved, who cares what method you use.

So the first thing I did to build the road was to cut down the trees.

But this tree is also ready-made, because this tree grows on the road!

That's right, you read that right! Not on the side of the road, but on the road!

Because most of Desmond has no roads, except for a few key towns that may be connected by dirt roads, the other so-called roads are animal paths in the forest......

Well, anyway, we'll be able to save a little bit of effort......

Count Tang will never sigh again, because he is used to it, what is it, people are really forced out.

When the tree is cut down, it is carried by several able-bodied peasants and sent to the carpenter, who uses a saw to cut a whole log into several equal pieces, and then removes the surrounding branches and leaves, so that the wooden pillars can have the same effect as iron blocks.

Then the wooden pillars were sent to the tailor - not for the purpose of dressing them, of course, but for tying ropes to them, which usually weighed dozens of pounds, and it would be too tiring for one person to ram the earth. So the wooden pillars were tied to ropes, divided into sections, and thrown by several people in unison, so that even women with little strength could act as rammed earth - and that would be double the amount of labor!

In this room, everyone was busy cutting wood, and there was no idle in the other side, and a few 'elders', usually people in their fifties and sixties, were at the level of elders in their respective villages or towns, and people with status and insight were all discussing how to build this road and where to repair it.

"If you want me to say, I think this road can be built to the village of Maken, and the next two villages are not far anyway, so let them come to the village of Makem first, it's really not good, and the village of Maken also welcomes them to come and immigrate."

An old man with a cane in his hand said to the map of Desmond drawn on the sand table, but before he could finish speaking, another angry man couldn't stand it: "Just repair to the village of Makenmu?" Why don't you say that you are the head of the village of Maenim! If you go to your village, the merchants will only go to your place for business, and then you will take the opportunity to swallow us directly, right? I tell you, you want to be beautiful! ”

"Alright, the Earl is still here! What are you arguing about...... "The old man, who looked a little better dressed and had a higher status, should be the mayor of the town, pulled the two apart and said, "I think this road only needs to be repaired to the small town of Pollard, and as for the villages behind, just let them come and do business by themselves."

"You're ......!"

Well, this is another dispute of interests, none of these old men who have lived for more than 50 years, and some even live for more than 60 years, are fools, all of them are human spirits. Count Tang wanted to build a road, and they saw the benefits of this road construction better than anyone else, so they didn't give an inch.

Everyone wants to build this road directly to their doorstep, so that not only is it convenient to go out, but businessmen can also come directly to trade - you know, you know that if you go past the first-level agent, you don't know how much you have to save in transaction tax alone!

This point, we can see from a certain treasure, although there are more fakes on a certain treasure, but it is indeed cheap!

But these old men discussed in full swing, and inadvertently provided Count Tang with a lot of useful information, such as how many people were in this village, how many livestock there were in that village, and how much production this town could produce every year--if Count Tang himself did these things, these elders would definitely be pushing back and not telling the truth--not to mention anything else, and if they talked about one more person, they would have to pay more poll tax!

When the elders had almost discussed it, the Count of Little Tang made a decision, and the plan was decided: the road between the towns was built as a first-class avenue, 10 meters wide, which could accommodate 4 large carriages in parallel (the large carriage was generally 1.5 meters wide, and the small carriage was 1.2 meters wide), and left a 4-meter road as a pedestrian walk.

The secondary path between the town and the village is 5 meters wide, which can accommodate 2 large carriages in parallel, leaving 2 meters of road for pedestrians, which is generally enough.

If it's really not enough, then it will be a year first, and we can wait until next year to expand it.

Now that the plan is in place and the tools for ramming the earth are ready, all that remains is to start construction.

"Leader: The folks are so crowded: Yo hey

Collar: Fight up and ram so many people: Yo hey

Collar: One rammed and one rammed so densely smashed Ah Crowd: Hey, Luo Luo

Collar: The smashed road is flat and flat, everyone: Yo hey

Leader: There are so many people who have made new contributions: Yo hey!

Collar: Muddy and watery: Yo hey

Leader: It's so difficult to start a business: Yo hey

Collar: Two rammed and one rammed so many people: Luo Luo Luo hey

Collar: Work harder: Yo hey!

Collar: You're carrying so many people: Yo he

Collar: I'm pushing the cart so much: Yo hey

Leader: The more the folks work, the more energetic they are

Leader: To be rich so much: Yo hey! ”

This is the tamping trumpet song, which is a Chinese folk song that came out of northern Shaanxi, and the labor trumpet sung by the masses in southern Shaanxi when they build embankments and build roads and other civil engineering ramming is this song.

This is a very rustic song, only the tune and no lyrics of the laborers' song, its lyrics can change with time, place, people, and thoughts, but the song contains the working people's enthusiastic and industrious character and determination to strive for a well-off, but no matter how can not be changed.

Isn't there a saying that music knows no borders?

Thus, the song, though sung only once by the Earl of Don Jr., has now been translated into various versions, covering almost all the strange dialects of the island of Britain, and spreading throughout Great Britain with a speed that the Spanish flu and the Black Death and even the T-virus could not match.

At that time, a bard described it this way: "From Ireland to England, and from Scotland to Wales, all the land of Britain sings, a great and merciful lord, and a band of industrious and happy farmers, whose lives are sweet and sweet, and whose days are long!"

Ps1: There are no lyrics in the tamping song, and the lyrics are all typed out by me word by word, and there is no water word count at all.

Ps2: Regarding the song "hang", you can watch the movie "Born Out of Thin Air", I was really moved to hear this song at that time.