Chapter 62: The Fierce Battle (2)

City name: Rome

City type: Large town

Population: 62,500

Current Minzhong: Happy

Site area: 4 square kilometers

Ageing: 0%

Proportion of infant population: 0%

Buildings: Stone Wall, Town Barracks, Marketplace, Blacksmith Shop, Sewer, Public Farm, Stables

Buildable Buildings: None

Items under construction: Drill Ground, Stone Paving (leading to the Canyon), Vajra Temple (+10% for the Mind to Rely on Security, +1 for Light Weapons, +1 for Heavy Weapons)

Recruitable soldiers: Town militia, Roman youth army

Recruiting Soldiers: Emergency Conscription Order in effect

Current Army: Roman Youth Army (6000) Publius' General's Guard (24) Tiberius's General's Guard (24) Lord's Elite General's Guard (23)

Comment: This is a fast-growing, ambitious and relatively strong young city, although the city is in crisis, but it is undeniable that once the city survives this crisis, the future is bright.

Yang Ye opened the information page of Rome after Publius left, and quietly thought about whether there were any battles in history in which the weak defeated the strong that could be directly used in this battle.

After thinking for a long time, Yang Ye suddenly muttered, "Water...... Fire ......"

Immediately afterwards, I saw that Yang Ye's eyes suddenly burst out with a terrifying light, and he hammered his palm violently, and said excitedly, "Yes! Since ancient times, water and fire have been the most ruthless, although there is no way to attack with water on this kind of plain, but you can attack with fire! ”

But Yang Ye's excitement did not last long, because the scorching sun outside the window projected the scorching sunlight on Yang Ye's face, making Yang Ye react, although it is summer, although the weather is hot, but it is just the season for plants to thrive, and there is no way to let so many dead grass and dead branches let Yang Ye play with fire.

"Damn! Can you only go toe-to-toe with those barbarians? Yang Ye stood on the edge of the window, feeling the scorching sunlight on his face, and hammered the edge of the window with his hand before speaking.

It's just that Yang Ye didn't expect that the hammer he vented towards the window edge brought a turn for his thoughts. As for why it brought about a turnaround? Because Yang Ye suddenly felt a stickiness when he lifted the hand that was hammering towards the edge of the window, and then a more pungent smell wafted into Yang Ye's nose.

Yang Ye is very familiar with this smell, to be precise, as long as people who have lived in a modern city will be very familiar with this smell, because this smell has been smelled by people who have walked through newly built or renovated roads, this is the smell of asphalt.

Yang Ye was stunned after smelling this smell that made him extremely familiar, and then raised his hand to look at his hand that was sticking to the black-brown asphalt because it hammered to the edge of the window, and the characteristics of asphalt emerged in his mind: strong adhesion, excellent waterproofness, relatively high melting point and not easy to soften, and it is a flammable material. (PS: asphalt is indeed already available in Rome, and the streets of Pompeii are glued and painted with asphalt.)

Flammable! When Yang Ye thought of this feature, he suddenly became excited, it seems that the method of fire attack he thought of is still promising, and the asphalt burns more violently than those dead branches and leaves, and once it is accidentally stuck to the body by the asphalt, it can't be destroyed no matter how you shoot it, and once you slap it, it is easy to let the asphalt stain the hand where you slapped the flame, and then burn violently on your hand......

Therefore, in ancient times, once the asphalt was on the body, it could only be rubbed into the ground or wait for others to use sand to extinguish the fire, but even if the fire was extinguished, in the face of the asphalt that had burned deep into the skin, if the asphalt did not remove the piece of meat, it would only make the saved person die a miserable and painful death in the next few days. And most importantly, asphalt is certainly not too lacking in quantities as a binder and leak-proof material for Roman buildings.

"Butler! Chamberlain! Thinking of this, Yang Ye, who was extremely excited, hurriedly shouted outside the room.

Soon, because of Yang Ye's voice that penetrated the entire mansion, the mansion housekeeper soon came to the room where Yang Ye was, and then stood at the gate that had been kicked by Yang Ye, lightly buckled the door, and then walked in, and after saluting Yang Ye, he was about to say something, when Yang Ye, who was already impatient, directly interrupted: "How much asphalt can the housekeeper collect in a day from now on?" ”

"Back to my lord, there are about 6,000 cans of asphalt in the mansion (the size of an ordinary Roman jar), and if we collect it urgently, we should be able to gather 10,000 cans in one day." Although there were some questions about why Yang Ye asked about such a thing as asphalt, the housekeeper with professional quality quickly gave Yang Ye the answer he wanted.

"10,000 cans? ......" Yang Ye pondered for a while after hearing the butler's words before continuing to speak: "Then 10,000 cans, butler, after you collect enough 10,000 cans of asphalt, send them to the barracks." ”

"Yes, my lord, do you have any other orders?"

"No, butler, you can get busy first." Then Yang Ye waved his hand to signal that the housekeeper could retreat.

"Okay, lord, then I'll go down first." Then, after saying this, the housekeeper of the mansion slowly bowed respectfully to Yang Ye and then walked out of the room door backwards.

Yang Ye stood on the edge of the window and quietly watched his housekeeper leave respectfully, thinking about the feasibility of his plan.

"No, I'll have to talk to Publius." After thinking for a while, Yang Ye got up and walked towards the outside of the mansion, planning to discuss the feasibility of the plan with his cheap nephew, after all, if the plan was overlooked, then Yang Ye would lose everything.

Soon, Yang Ye left the mansion, then rode on a war horse, and under the escort of his own guards, he galloped towards the barracks outside the west city gate......

PS: To answer the question of the 'peach lord' about pig's foot waste, first, a modern otaku is invincible with the strategic games he plays after crossing over?

Second, that strategy game doesn't have a God perspective or a radar or anything like that? If there is no God's perspective, even those so-called strategic gods can't play it.

Third, if the pig's feet come out and become martial arts, then what else is written? It's OK to write Xiaobaiwen directly, in fact, what you read the novel is not the ending, but the growth and substitution of pig's feet, isn't it?

Of course, hypocrisy doesn't know how well he writes, but the novel that hypocrisy wants to write is something he can read.

Also: Thank you to the readers who are willing to read the hypocritical book a few months after the hypocritical update.