White Rock City, the years are quiet.

The battle that took place in Kuauchtmok did not affect it in the slightest.

That war happened too far away and too quickly.

The people of White Rock City seemed to have just slept for a while, and when they woke up, the battle had already been fought.

The good news travels back earlier than forecast.

When the turtledove returned on a lean horse, with the peso and the fellow named 'Black Iron', a furnace of molten iron was pouring out of the converter in the ironworks by the river.

The people happily gathered around the iron furnace, and when they saw the turtledove, they all pulled him excitedly.

"Turtledove! This furnace of molten iron is steel! ”

"Look, turtledove, we'll be able to build real barrels in the future!"

"Turtledove, take me with you in the next battle!"

A big black hand with only three fingers grabbed a large bowl with a broken mouth that was also black, filled with water and handed it over, and the turtledove drank it all.

His eyes were filled with tears.

He didn't ask the people of White Rock City how hard it was to make this furnace of steel.

These people in White Rock City didn't ask him how dangerous this battle was.

All he knew was that they had smelted the steel.

They also knew that he had won the battle for them!

……

Everything is as it was yesterday.

Sitting on the high balcony, hearing the tinkling sound coming from the bottom of the mountain, and smelling the air mixed with soot, the turtledove felt that he was really alive again.

Fifteen moved a chair and sat beside him, explaining to him what had happened in White Rock City during the day he had been gone.

“…… The demographic is finally complete, and as of today, there are 3,215 people in White Rock City, and all of them will be included in our identity management system for the next week. In the future, everyone will be managed in one ......"

“…… I've also finished a draft of the plan for White Rock City, put it on your desktop, you can take a look at it later, and if there is anything you want to revise, you can make a mark. It's roughly divided into five zones, and it's all about making more products......"

“…… I don't have a clue about the draft of the law yet, but I have drawn up a drafting committee, and the list of members is on your desk. In the current situation, it is unrealistic to seek a wide range of opinions, and I believe that it is necessary to cut through the confusion quickly and establish authority first......"

“…… Schools and hospitals, we must also build them as soon as possible. The biggest problem at the moment is the lack of talent, and the tribe is unable to support us in this regard, so I have sent people to ask for cooperation from several nearby tribes to test their reactions......"

“…… In addition, I would suggest that the budget report of the Academy of Sciences be put on hold for now. Until the Finance Committee is established, it is not appropriate for us to blindly expand scientific and technological research. The situation in White Rock City is special, resources are limited, and we must pay attention to the issue of input and output......"

Fifteen dollars chattered a lot, and the turtledove listened to it for a while, and felt a little dizzy.

He didn't know how fifteen dollars had managed to sort it all out in just one day.

"When will the Horde's reinforcements arrive?" Turtledove asked.

"It should be soon! I have already sent the sturgeon and smoked fish out to fetch them early this morning, and I expect them to arrive tomorrow evening. Fifteen replied.

"Can it be faster?" Turtledove asked.

After a long time, I didn't hear a fifteen-dollar answer.

When the turtledove looked back, he saw that Fifteen was sitting in a chair, leaning on the arm of the chair and asleep.

The turtledove couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart:

He and his warriors, of course, are fighting for their lives. But what about the rest of the people in White Rock City?

……

To the west of Mount Braque, across the Missouri Plateau over the gully, before entering the Rocky Mountains, you will encounter a river called the Big Horn River.

It is the largest tributary of the Yellowstone River.

It was unknown in the world at this time, but in a few decades, it will go down in history for a famous battle.

The battle was famous because the Confederate Army of the United States completely crushed the Sioux resistance at the cost of a brigadier general and the cavalry regiment he led.

In a sense, this is a war to destroy the country, or rather, a war to exterminate the race!

Since the turtledove went north to Mount Braque, this river has become the lifeline of Mount Braque today.

A steady stream of supplies crossed the jungles of the Cordillera and crossed the Grand Cape River into the Brac Mountains.

It is not convenient to ride a horse in the mountains and forests, and mules and donkeys are far less useful than people.

One after another, the yellow-skinned Indians, with their shoulders and dorsal crests, carried bags of grain that even they were reluctant to eat, and cotton cloth that they themselves were reluctant to use, and sent them to Mount Braque!

There is a small waterfall in the Big Horn River here, and the drop is not too big, only two or three meters.

But here the raging river is confined into a narrow pocket, and when it pours out of the pocket, it carries the momentum of thousands of horses.

Once the supplies from the forests of the Sierra Madre are transported here, they are loaded onto boats under the waterfall and carried along the Giant Horn River into the Yellowstone River before being transported to the Bulak Mountains – a process that takes about two days.

By the time the sturgeon and smoked fish rushed here, the soldiers from the tribe had already boarded the boat, and when they saw the sturgeon and the smoked fish, they almost didn't recognize him!

"Yo, isn't that a sturgeon?"

"It's all grown so big!"

"What about smoked fish? Why didn't Smoked Fish stay with you? ”

The soldiers asked.

"My name is Sturgeon and Smoked Fish!" The sturgeon and smoked fish said angrily: "Come down! Get off board! Don't take a boat! Don't even take a boat! ”

"Why?" The soldiers asked. "We've been walking in the mountains and forests for seven days! You see, the soles of the feet are all gone! ”

A soldier lifted his foot, revealing the bloodied soles of his feet. He did have shoes, but the soles were worn out, and the uppers hung on his ankles, so he was reluctant to throw them away.

If you can take a boat, no one wants to go any further!

"Look, this is a fifteen-dollar token for me!" The sturgeon and smoked fish pulled out a white jade block, which the tribe had dug out of the ground and ground into something like a 'seal'.

A young man at the bow of the boat jumped out of the boat and took a look, but it was true.

"Why did you tell me to come down, you say?" The young man asked.

The sturgeon and smoked fish remembered the young man, but they couldn't remember it for a moment.

He didn't bother to think about it, he just shouted at the top of his voice:

"White Rock City is surrounded!"

"There was an army of 500 people on the opposite side, and Ikaruga only took 20 people and fought out!"

"If you're not faster—"

The sturgeon and smoked fish thought about it, and the tears came as they came, like a waterfall around them.

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