This is only the first piece of information, due to the size of the letter, too many details are inconvenient to tell, so we can only wait for the next round of information.

"I didn't expect that the demand for food in Tomorrow Town would be so great, just with their little land, a few more slaves would definitely not be able to feed them, and they would be self-defeating and die of famine." Fawkes stroked his lion's beard and thought he had come up with a great method.

The elder of the family shook his head and denied his plan, "It's not proper, there is not enough rice, and there is still mush." Slaves can live as long as they eat mush, and without the slaves' need for white rice, the free people of Tomorrowtown will not die of famine. ”

"Why don't you run out of food first? We can contact the town of South Shore and other small villages to cut off food from merchant ships of unknown origin. Goss raised an eyebrow.

Goss spies into the glass business of Tomorrowtown, and now he wants to bring down Tomorrowtown, and then secretly sends someone to steal the master of clear glass back home.

By the way, the master who made cement also has to steal home, and these two orcs are very important, and neither one is missing.

"The merchant ships of unknown origin are all black merchants, and there are too many interests involved in this area, so we can't move them for the time being."

"Actually, we can send someone to keep an eye on the port, as long as a female merchant appears, we can basically conclude that the other party is a merchant in Tomorrowtown, and then we will hijack their ship halfway."

"After the grain is cut off, Tomorrow Town can hold on for a while, and when the late rice harvest comes, they can last for a few months, and when the time comes, they can eat paste and survive until the early rice harvest, and they can support it, the effect is too slow, we need more powerful means to defeat Tomorrow Town."

The leon orcs don't have a suitable quick fix.

Wangcheng must have an idea about Tomorrow Town, but Moonlight Valley has not been harvested, and Tomorrow Town will not be moved for the time being.

If the Anderson family jumps out, they will definitely be used as guns and consume the military power of Tomorrowtown, which is something Goss and the others are unwilling to do.

Guns should be made by others, such as Viscount Morning Glory in Tomorrow Town, which was pit by Tomorrow Town, and also caused a city-wide turmoil in the emancipation of slaves, and the two sides are already incompatible.

……

When the Anderson family in Saltpeter Town had bad intentions, the steel mill on Allen's side finally ushered in the official start of construction.

The steelmaking plant is built next door to the ironworks, and the distance between the two is not too far, just over a hundred meters.

In order to facilitate the transportation of molten iron ladles, a soil pit was dug in the middle of the two factories, various buffer materials were laid, and a steel track was built on the spot.

The blacksmith's newly built human-powered rail car, which consists of a huge steel plate, track iron wheels, steel levers, corresponding gear combinations, etc.

The molten iron ladle contains hot molten iron, which can be placed on a railcar, and the flatbed cart is vigorously driven forward by the slave orcs and transported directly to the steel mill.

After the molten iron ladle enters the steelmaking plant, it is desiliconized, desulfurized and dephosphorized, and lime can be used for molten iron desulfurization in the desulfurization link.

After the molten iron is pretreated, it can be poured into the converter for steelmaking operations.

The above is the simple process of cooperation between the ironworks and steelworks of the Tomorrowtown system.

Alan stood at the east exit of the ironworks, watching the director of the ironworks command more than a dozen orcs to work together, and the freshly baked high-temperature molten iron was shaped like a glowing liquid, flowing into the high-temperature resistant molten iron ladle.

Zilazila, sparks splashing,

The ladle was filled with two-thirds of its capacity, and a thick heat gushed out of the ladle, making the orcs who approached it sweat.

They wore linen long-sleeved shirts and trousers to protect their skin from being burned by the hot molten iron.

Although this layer of clothing is not very good, it is considered psychological comfort and has the courage to work.

The slaves did not dare to complain, and in order to become free people, but also for the sake of daily white rice, and the education of their children, they risked their lives to work for Allen.

Once he dies from a work injury, the child will be assigned a job in the future, and there will be a large amount of golden dragon subsidies, such a good lord is extremely rare when looking at the entire Lionheart Country.

When the ten buckets of molten iron were filled, each of the four slaves held their own hand-cranked levers and pressed them up and down at the same time.

Due to the work of the four people, the gears of the human-powered rail car began to move, and after mechanical transmission, the human-powered rail car quickly moved.

"Lord Allen, this is simply the most wonderful structure in terms of mechanical design. From today, the mine's tracks can be paved to a deeper depth.

Where the slaves were, the railcars could get there and carry the ore to the surface. ”

Blacksmith Abel's face turned red, and he looked at the rotation of the mechanical gears under the flatbed and the structure on the flatbed like a rocker, once again praising Allen's genius idea.

This thing is a mechanical object he made himself, but the blueprint is from Alan Edward, the lord of Tomorrowland himself.

Abel himself had designed some elaborate mechanical creations, but not as ingenious as Allen's.

Allen's design drawings are either as complex as a book, and each design is accompanied by a string of textual explanations, which are enough to write a small book.

Either it is a very simple and groundbreaking new idea machine, which makes people applaud the shore, and gives birth to the biggest illusion in life that "this structure is too simple why I can't think of it".

"It's just an inefficient way to use it, and there will be more efficient ways to do it later." Alan smiled and walked onto another rickshaw, and the deputy mayor, priest, chief blacksmith, and others walked onto the human-powered orbiter.

The slaves pressed hard in front, the levers linked, the gears rotated, and the custom-made rail wheels rolled forward, and everyone felt a rush of forward.

Fortunately, the impact was very small, and everyone just shook it to get used to the inertia of the rickshaw.

"What an amazing machine."

"Lord Allen, is this a machine that is more awesome than a steam engine?" Hood watched the cart move on its own, with no horses or buffalo pulling in front of him, and couldn't help but be shocked, thinking that it was a force that appeared out of thin air.

"No, the human-powered rail car is many times weaker to make than the steam engine, and the effect is not as powerful as the steam engine." Alan shook his head.

"Oh, okay."

Hood smiled awkwardly, and looked back at the four slaves who were pressing the joystick.

At first, he didn't understand it, but after seeing the transmission structure transferred under the flat plate of the human-powered rail car in front of him, he vaguely understood the principle of the human-powered rail car.

He had seen this principle in the flywheel transmission structure of a steam engine, and it was not a new technology, but a new use of old technology.

Under the hard work of slaves, the rickshaw moves at a speed of two or three meters per second, which is about the same as the normal speed of an ordinary person riding a bicycle.

On the road of the steel track, the slaves of the two large factories stood in two rows, watching the rickshaw transport a large number of molten iron ladles and move forward quickly, and the second rickshaw transporting Allen and other important figures appeared, and the speed was so fast that the orcs widened their eyes and couldn't help but be surprised three times.

"Praise be to the God of Forging! God of Steel! Mother of Stone! ”

"Why can it move a cart without a horse, because of those four slaves?"

In the group of slaves, the senior spy from Saltpeter Town was very excited.