I recall the first time I saw the craftsman at the ball camp, when the craftsman was just a small group of thieves. It's hard to imagine that this force has grown to this point today. This force has built confidence in the battle against the white and black hairs, and has honed its combat skills in the subsequent battles, and has become an invincible team.

In Wang Xijia's subconscious, he always felt that the "army" of primitive people was easy to defeat, and as long as there was a gun, he would be invincible, which was obviously his delusion.

The craftsmen came with the purpose of slaughtering the village this time, and they didn't plan to talk to Wang Xika about a judgment or anything, so they came up to directly enlarge the move. The catapult was placed 200 meters away from the mouth of the river, and the stones wrapped in asphalt and emitting flames seemed to fly straight out of hell, and in an instant, the wooden houses in the village of Shanghekou became a sea of fire. The catapult was followed by the release of arrows, followed by the cavalry charge. Every step was tightly organized and unhurried, and this was obviously not the first time that the artisan troops had attacked the city.

This time, however, they were not facing an ordinary village, but a modern, armed village armed with motorcycles and automatic rifles. When the cavalry rushed to a distance of 50 meters from the village, they suddenly fell into a trench - this was dug by Wang Xijia after killing the tax collector, and the craftsmen did not know that there was such a trap in the village, so to speak, carelessly.

Armed to the teeth, the villagers of the upper estuary attacked the trench with a burst of grenades, followed by AK4 fire. The neighing of horses, the wails of people, the explosion of grenades and the sound of bullets coming out of the chamber on the battlefield all mingle to compose the most terrifying music in the world - the symphony of slaughter.

Two minutes later, the hundreds of cavalry and their horses that rushed over were instantly turned into pools of blood, soaked in the trench. Immediately afterwards, about 30 motorcycles rushed out of Shanghekou Village, each with two people on board, one for riding a motorcycle, and one for strafing AK47s plus grenades.

The one who rushed the most fiercely was the hairy Zack, this guy couldn't use a regular-sized AK47 normally because his fingers were too big, so he didn't hold a gun, but it didn't affect him to fight with cold weapons. I saw him riding a heavy motorcycle into the crowd, holding the handlebar of the motorcycle with one hand, and slashing with a heavy sword with the other hand.

This motorcycle team was really like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, and in an instant the army of craftsmen was scattered, and the craftsmen saw that they were not opponents, leaving hundreds of people with spears in their hands to form a human wall with their bodies to the palace, and the rest of the troops took the opportunity to ride and run.

This battle was completely dark, the sun and the moon were dark, the houses in Shanghekou Village were completely destroyed, and outside the village was a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, like hell. Wang Xijia stood in the battlefield, and the adrenaline secreted in the battle just now was gradually absorbed by the body, and suddenly there was a strong sense of unreality: this kind of scene, which usually only happens in movies, actually happened. I guess I was dreaming, right? I should have woken up from such a bizarre dream. Hearing that people don't feel pain in their dreams, Wang Xijia suddenly raised his hand and slapped himself - his face was hot, it turned out that it was not a dream.

Meng Jianniang didn't know when she quietly came to Wang Xijia's side, and asked softly, "Why did you slap yourself in the face?"

Wang Xika was a little embarrassed for a while, and stumbled and said, "I, I'm just trying to see if this is a dream." ”

Meng Jianniang raised her hand and her brain collapsed: "Does it hurt?"

"It hurts...... Don't make a fuss. ”

"If it hurts, it's not a dream. ”

"I've already confirmed, why are you still playing me?"

Meng Jianniang said: "Because of the next thing, you may need to confirm whether you are dreaming or not." ”

"What's the matter?"

"I'm pregnant. ”

Wang Xijia had already been a father once before the crossing, but he was still very shocked to be a father again in this era. The strong contrast between the corpses on the ground under her feet and the new life in Meng Jianniang's belly made Wang Xika think about the meaning of life.

"What about you...... If you are pregnant, you should pay attention to your body and drink plenty of hot water. Wang Xika gently comforted his wife.

Meng Jianniang smiled and said, "Why do you only know how to drink more hot water, can't you let Peng Lianhu stew some chicken soup for me to drink?"

Wang Xijia said embarrassedly: "Okay, I'll let Peng Lianhu stew it for you when I turn around." ”

Peng Lianhu didn't have time to stew chicken soup for the time being, he was cleaning up the battlefield with everyone. With so many dead on the battlefield, if the corpses are allowed to pile up here, it is easy to cause a plague.

Wang Xijia asked everyone to dig a deep pit and pile all the corpses into the pit. The unused asphalt and trebuchets of the artisan tribe were moved to the village, and the weapons left behind were taken back to make iron, and all other useless things were thrown into the pit and burned with the corpses.

In this battle, more than 1,000 people, more than 200 horses, and 7 or 8 trebuchets were left behind, which can be described as a great loss of vitality, and it should not be able to attack Shanghekou Village again in a short time. Looking at the trebuchet left by the craftsman, Wang Xijia finally understood that it was not an accident that the craftsman tribe defeated the Mao people, and also understood why a powerful creature like Tyrannosaurus rex was driven everywhere. This kind of improvised war machine made using the principle of levers is something that the Maoren tribe will not make, and it is also something that Tyrannosaurus rex cannot defeat. If it weren't for the encounter with a time-traveler like Wang Xijia, the craftsman should indeed be the master of this era.

Only about 10 people died on Wang Xijia's side, and 5 or 6 were killed by collapsed houses, and the battle damage ratio was about 100 to 1. However, the houses in the village have basically burned down and need to be rebuilt. A funeral was held for the deceased villagers, and then the reconstruction began.

Carpenter Liu put down the UFO research at hand and was ready to return to his old business and help everyone build a new batch of new houses, but Wang Xika said forget it, this time we will not build a wooden house, we will build a reinforced concrete house this time.

Carpenter Liu asked, "What is reinforced concrete, is it a house made of iron?"

Wang Xijia said: "It's not an iron house, it's a house made of cement and steel bar. ”

Carpenter Liu still didn't understand, so Wang Xika had no choice but to say: "It's a stone house." ”

Carpenter Liu said: "I haven't done a stone house. ”

Wang Xijia said: "I've done it, you don't care about building a house, you just make some furniture for the big guy." ”

Before the crossing, Wang Xika had been engaged in real estate for a while, and he was familiar with building a house. He designed two sets of plans for the villagers, one for each small villa and one for each Burj Khalifa-style skyscraper, one room per family. Anyway, the land is their own, and no one dares to care how they want to build it - even the powerful artisan tribe that tried to come to the estuary to collect taxes has been beaten away, and who else dares to care how the people of this village build houses?

Considering the difficulty of construction and the construction time, Wang Xijia finally decided that it was better to build a small villa per family. After all, relying on these people in the village, to build a Burj Khalifa, it will not be possible in 6 or 7 years. And there is no electricity in this era, because Wang Xijia has not had time to "invent", and if the supporting facilities can't keep up, it's not interesting for you to live in a skyscraper. First of all, if there is no elevator, you will be tired half to death just by climbing such a tall building.

But it is very fast to build a small villa, the foundation is dug so much, the bricks are so first, if you don't decorate, you can build a rough house in two or three weeks, and the whole village can move in in a year. And you can build a small villa by yourself, surround a small yard, make a swimming pool in the yard, drink wine and eat barbecue every day, and swim two laps after the end, which is simply beautiful. If you don't like swimming, you can also plant some flowers and plants in the yard, loofah beans and other crops.

Wang Xijia designed a set of small houses in different styles for each family, Baroque, Gothic, Rococo, pyramids, Kremlin, White House, Taj Mahal, Sydney Opera House, Japanese Palace, Windsor Castle, Sydney Opera House...... All the architectural styles that Wang Xijia could think of were all put on it. If the whole village were to follow Wang Xika's architectural ideas, then the estuary would become an ancient version of the Window of the World Park.

However, there is one person who disagrees with Wang Xijia's village plan – and that person is Carpenter Liu. In terms of science and technology, Carpenter Liu is unconventional and wholeheartedly pursues the high-tech of magnetic levitation, but in terms of housing, he follows the rules and must build a traditional wooden structure. The Xia Dynasty had not yet begun in this era, and the structure of the so-called "traditional" wooden house of Carpenter Liu did not have the sophistication of the eaves and arches of later generations, that is, a few pieces of wood were used as pillars, and then the roof was still thatched.

Wang Xika and Carpenter Liu quarreled endlessly about the style of the house, and Carpenter Liu even slapped the table on Wang Xika. After some quarrels, it was decided that everyone would build their own, and the villagers would build whoever they wanted according to the principle of voluntariness.

Wang Xijia originally wanted to build a modern mansion for himself to live in, but in order to overwhelm Carpenter Liu in momentum, he temporarily decided to build a wooden structure house himself. The style of the house is made in accordance with the style of the Forbidden City, covering an area of 720,000 square meters, and the bedroom is set up as the Qianqing Palace, but they usually live in the Yangxin Palace.

The project is expected to take 20 years to complete, and a makeshift tent will be set up to live in until the palace is built.