Outside Walter, a group of Bills marched toward the harbor, each of them carrying on their shoulders a thick log that had apparently just been cut from the forest, and because the logs were so thick and long, the Bills were separated by a wide distance, and the whole team was stretched far, far away.

This group of orcs work too roughly, you can see from a distance that the branches on those logs are not sorted out, but this group of Bills is also counted with rough skin and thick flesh, and they don't care about being rubbed around by these rough branches, if they meet the size of cat people or kobolds, just a little rubbing is afraid that it will be a piece of blood.

As the Bills brought the logs to the port, the Minotaur craftsmen were in charge of directing the logs to be planed and sharpened with axes and saws, and coated with protective paint, and then the logs were thrust into the riverside of the harbor by the orcs, and smashed them with sledgehammers, the deeper the better. Their work was to first lay the foundation of the docks on the harbor with logs, and then the orcs would bring stones and cement to pour and pile them on top to form a solid dock of logs, stones, and concrete.

Reinforced concrete is not to be thought about, now because of the limitation of transportation bottlenecks, the steel transported in modern times has become a scarce resource, and it is the most cost-effective to convert it into high value-added weapons and armor, so the old Kate and Garon of the civil affairs department have rarely approved the use of valuable steel in this basic civil engineering.

Luckily, there are sturdy logs in the forests here on the west coast, and they look like very good woods, and they can be used here.

The construction of the wharf here has only just begun, more people are digging in the water, and the deep-water trestle extending from here to the harbor bay has also started, and the wharf is like a bay that sticks out of the bay for two hundred meters, but this time it is a pure wooden trestle. It is only ready to be used in the short term.

Orcs who are willing to work in the water are really hard to find, there is no way, Zhang Quan can only transfer those Bills in the miners, after all, these guys have been in the water, there is no too strong fear of water, plus the captives have no human rights, they can only do what they are called, otherwise they will be hungry.

Hunger is a cruel punishment for the orcs, especially the most voracious of the Bills.

The fellows were working in the water, but they were absent-minded, and their eyes looked straight into the harbor, and in the direction they were going, there was a boat in the deep waters of the bay—a real boat, not a rough raft like the Bills had made before.

It is about four meters wide and more than ten meters long, with a streamlined hull, a low deck, and a tall spinnaker and top sail erected on the hull.

This is the real ship, a ship that can sail on the seas, although it is still too small, but compared to the rough raft that the Bills once built themselves, it is not that they don't know where it is tall.

Piloting this small boat is Zhang Quan, a small sailing ship from modern times, after figuring out the specific situation in Riopat's Bay a few days ago, he couldn't help but go to Earth to get one to play. This boat, because it was too tight, was not easy to get in Xiangjiang for a while, and finally bought a second-hand one from someone else at a high price.

This kind of boat, which should be equipped with modern life facilities, everything is electrically operated, a person can use it, very convenient, at first Zhang Quan only dared to use the propeller behind the drive, but after running in the bay for a while, he finally indulged in boldness, felt that it was not cool enough, and simply raised the sail directly to try to maneuver.

The sail power, although it is all electric control, but it is not so easy to learn in a short period of time, Zhang Quan just began to control the sail or twist and pinch, for a while the boat stopped for a long time and did not move, and then suddenly moved, so that the hull on the water continued to tilt and flip the danger.

Fortunately, the bay at the mouth of the river is very bottlenecked, there is no strong wind, and no matter how much Zhang Quan tosses, there is not much danger.

Compared to the crowded waters of Victoria Bay, Riopat's Bay here is much larger, the water surface of the estuary alone is much wider than there, and the air is fresh and unpolluted, and you can see the fish in the water on the side of the boat, and occasionally a few will jump up and glide in the air for a while, and the slightly fishy sea breeze blows.

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In Walter Harbor, in addition to the pier trestle, a shipyard needs to be built here, and Zhang Quan has already obtained drawings and explanatory videos of sailboats from the modern earth, and is ready to start building ships on the spot when everything is built. Zhang Quan didn't expect to be able to get out of the water at once, and what he needed most now was actually a fishing boat, a fishing boat that could trawl and fish, and make use of the fishery resources in the bay. Perhaps, this will also become a resource in Zhang Quan's hands.

Outside of Walter Harbor, in addition to these prisoners and craftsmen who do heavy work, there are many other races, centaurs, kobolds, and sheep-headed people, but these guys look different, their bodies, arms and legs are a little malnourished, and they don't have the vigorous spirit of the Orcs of the base mountain in their eyes.

This is obviously not the orcs of the base mountain tribe, these are the orcs of the vassal tribe captured in the south this time, and Zhang Quan didn't have the heart to change them all at once, but there are too many projects near Walter City for a while, so it's okay to enforce the right as a lord and requisition them to come to work.

This group of newcomers mixed into the system of Base Mountain, and it was inevitable that they would be surprised and affected by all kinds of mental impact.

A kobold boy knocked on a stone and said to his fellow citizens:

"You see, those greedy Bills are back, these guys eat so much, the lord even indulges them, but he eats them vigorously, it's really unbelievable, they are captives!" Feelings: This little guy is still worthless for their lord.

However, the strange thing is that the words of this kobold boy aroused the approval of several fellow clansmen next to him.

"Yes! Our lord is so merciful, no matter who he is, he will be fed, if he can throw himself into the lord tribe and be an orc in the lord tribe, then it will be really happy! ”

Finally, some people were not happy to hear this, "Happiness? Do you feel happy, but I've seen kobold soldiers in their tribe train, and the training is really tiring! ”

The older kobold scolded, "Hey! You kid, you don't know this, what are you afraid of, what are you afraid of, what we orcs are most afraid of is not having enough to eat, what are you afraid of when you are tired from work. Last winter, weren't there still people in our tribe who starved to death because they didn't have enough to eat? What's more, although the training of those soldiers is hard, they can't stand the lord's kindness to them, and the life of each family is even comfortable by the elders of our tribe. ”

I heard that after they finish this work, if they do a good job, they will be able to make meritorious contributions and officially join the lord's tribe, become the lord's people, and maybe become soldiers? ”

"Really? Can a captive still become a soldier? "A group of young kobolds were really surprised this time,

"Why can't you, haven't you heard, the kobold and centaur battle battalions trained by Walter this time have just been expanded, some are selected from the kobold tribe that was captured first, and some are defected from other tribes, and thousands of orcs have been recruited at once."

"Then, they can all have such good weapons and armor like the real base mountain soldiers?" The young kobold asked with a look of expectation in his eyes.

"Who said no, let me tell you, not only weapons and armor, but also the soldiers of the base mountain are not only distributed with the best weapons and armor, but also with livestock, riding beasts and camel beasts, and each soldier must be assigned at least two or more riding beasts. Do you think that in the base mountain tribes, those ordinary tribesmen are issued with steel armor, and they don't have to worry about food and clothing, let alone soldiers? ”

The young kobold was more and more unable to sit still by these words, and only felt itchy in his heart, and after a while, he finally couldn't help but put down the work in his hand and leaned into the ear of the older kobold and asked.

"Then, Brother Topler, you said that the tribesmen of the lord tribe can live such a good life, why don't all the other tribes like us who are not having a good time defect to the lord tribe?"

What the? Defection to the lord tribe?

For a while, the kobolds on the left and right were touched by this idea, and their eyes widened that were already looking at the big dogs, and their minds were full of life, thinking about this idea.