Chapter 453: Holy Court

The wheels rolled over the caterpillar on the mortar ground, cutting it off by the neck and causing a pool of green slurry to burst out.

But before the caterpillar could react, dozens of horse hooves rumbled over and crushed the green paste into an unrecognizable mass, completely eliminating the possibility of reviving after being decapitated.

Guarded in the middle by dozens of Hussars and Holy Gunners, the flag and carriage representing the Pope advanced along the long road of blood and sweat.

Horn was sitting in the high-end open carriage that Catherine had bought for him, with a large umbrella with a curtain above his head representing the Pope. The misty wind blew on his face, and he squinted his eyes comfortably.

Although the speed of the open carriage was not slow, it was a high-end carriage after all. After the magical design by skilled craftsmen, the bumpy feeling was much less than that of an ordinary carriage.

In addition, the carriage wheels were covered with hardened slime gel and the ground was a smooth mortar road, so it was as stable as the cars of later generations.

This Guairian path was one of the first to be paved with mortar, but it has not yet been completed.

According to Witt's original design, in order to meet the required transportation capacity, the road surface had to be widened three to four times, that is, twelve meters, and an application had to be made to rename the Blood and Sweat Road as the Lake Road.

However, this design was rejected by the Senate.

The first is that it is impractical. Just widen it by one or two meters to meet current needs first.

The second is "Who gave you the authority to change the glorious days of the Holy Grandson?!"

Therefore, the current design and construction is based on widening the road by one meter on both sides, and then paving the road with mortar and gravel first.

Horn rested his elbow on the car door, head slightly tilted, looking at the refugees walking on the long and sweaty road to make way for the Pope's carriage.

They were still wearing ragged clothes, but their faces were more flushed than before, not to mention their straight-backed spirit.

After all, the shock therapy of not paying taxes for a year and this year's bumper grain harvest allowed many refugees to not only have enough to eat, but also to eat pork for the first time in their lives.

During this period of time, Daze Township’s immigration plan has never stopped.

According to existing reports, at least tens of thousands of immigrants have moved to Daze Township from Longsand County and even North County in the past six months.

Without reading the report carefully, Horn could guess that they must be refugees who were not allocated enough land.

You know, the area around Joan of Arc itself attracted a lot of non-local refugees.

Although Horn significantly divided up the lands of the lords, he still could not meet the needs of all the refugees.

In the later period, Horn engaged in large-scale construction, building bridges and roads everywhere to build infrastructure, because the construction industry could accommodate a large number of low-skilled workers.

However, some migrant workers who were once hired farmers feel that it is impossible for them to work and they will never work in their entire life. Only farming can satisfy their needs.

As it happened, since Qiumu Island could hardly be self-sufficient in terms of its resources, they came up with the "Qiumu Island Reclamation Act", which stipulated that "reclamation will be allowed within five years, no taxes will be collected for three years, cattle and horses will be rented at a low price, and whatever is reclaimed will be the property of the island."

At present, the total population of Daze Township has reached 5, of which live on both sides of the lake and swamp, and live on Qiumu Island.

This is certainly not comparable to the 20 registered population of Kush Territory, but it is certainly much better than the past.

Looking at the natural scenery along the way, Catherine adjusted her crystal glasses.
After coming down from the mortar road around the lake, they rode for a while and then got on the Xinsheng Bridge before Horn, Catherine and others got on the carriage again.

When we arrived at the dock, before we got close, we saw a group of big-shouldered beastmen girls whose faces were painted pale, with only orange-red makeup powder on their cheeks.

Seeing Horn's carriage appear, he immediately turned over and jumped onto the orc-skin drum, and began to bounce and beat rhythmically with his furry flesh pads.

This is the unique welcome ceremony of the local beastmen. The rough guys in the Senate don’t understand the ancient Aiel ritual, so they can only use it anyway.

The open carriage slowly drove in front of the many elders. Horn naturally got off the carriage, shook hands and greeted them one by one, and went through the etiquette with them before getting back on the carriage.

"I will come back to Autumn Dusk Island often. Don't do it next time." Horn waved his hand. "Let's go to the Mechanical Palace and stay there. We are exhausted from the long journey. We can finally take a vacation."

Looking at the pier in front of him, Horn couldn't help but smile. This once desolate ghost town is finally thriving.

There is currently only one unnamed town on Qiumu Island, with a population of approximately 11000.

The total population of the island is about 21000, and the remaining non-urban population operates farms on the island.

The total area of ​​Qiumu Island is about 110 square kilometers. The terrain is high in the north and low in the south. There are uplifted mountains in the middle, and most of the southern island is undevelopable mudflats and swamps.

If the silted lake water is drained through the river project, the South Island can expand by at least another 10 square kilometers.

Currently, Qiumu Island has a total of two districts, the urban area and the suburban area. The main leaders of the city hall are the Senate and Mayor Witt, and the suburban area adopts the hundred-household district system.

Currently, there are about 16000 acres of farmland in the suburbs, which can produce 720 tons of food each year. However, the current food demand of the entire island’s population is about 6000 tons, and % or even % of it depends on external transportation and fisheries.

As for the flax fields, there are more than 3000 acres, which can produce 600 tons of flax every year. If it is fully put into production, it can produce about 120 tons of flax fiber, which is 7 yards of linen cloth.

These 7 yards of linen can produce approximately 12000 sets of clothing. Since clothes can be preserved for a long time and linen is basically not worn in cold seasons, it can basically meet the clothing needs of the entire island.

As for the 95 tons of flax oil produced, it can barely meet the oil needs of the entire islander. As for the vegetables, fruits, and melons, they are provided by beastmen and small vegetable farmers.

Not to mention salt. Not only can they be self-sufficient, but they can even export dozens of tons. The beastman queens are already preparing to mine the second and third salt wells.

As the open carriage gradually approached the Mechanical Palace, the spire gleaming with brass light came into people's sight.

"What's that?" Catherine asked, pointing at the spire.

Horn looked up, but smiled and shook his head, saying, "In two days, I will take you to see it in person, and you will know what it is."

So mysterious? Catherine stared at the bright spire and frowned unconsciously.

Why did she always feel like she had seen this thing somewhere? But she couldn't remember where, because she had never been to Autumn Island.

When Horn looked up just now, he saw a group of people building something on the top of the hill. He turned to Witt beside him and asked, "What is that?"

"Ah, that is the high tower water storage station designed by Her Highness Shiloh. It uses a holy wheel machine to pump water. We plan to install a tap water system in the Mechanical Palace first to see how it works and accumulate construction experience."

"Oh?" Horn glanced at the town not far away. "Given the current level of development of the town and the number of Starcast Gears, it would be a bit too aggressive to start running water now."

"After all, Her Highness Shilov has control over a quarter of the Star-Forged Gears. She may just want her life to be more convenient." Witt smiled bitterly.

The Starforge Gears were Shilov's personal property, and it was good enough that she could provide Horn with three-quarters of them for free.

As for the rest, Horn really had no control over what she wanted to do. After all, she had to rely on others to charge the Starcast Gears, and she often used her private Starcast Gears as a lathe to do office work.

"You guys keep talking about a small town. What's the name of this town?" Catherine, who had been listening for a long time, finally couldn't help asking.

After receiving the written notice and the portrait, Witt naturally recognized the beautiful woman in front of him. He bowed and said, "The Senate has not yet reached a consensus, but Her Highness Shilov gave a name that is quite popular."

"She has an idea too? What's her name?"

This was also the first time Horn had heard of this. At the beginning, he had suppressed the matter to prevent the elders' struggle from spilling over, but it allowed Shilov to come up with a name.

But if you think about it carefully, this is Shilov's hometown. The entire city was basically built under Witt and her planning, so they must have had the idea of ​​naming it.

Horn would have no objection if the name she came up with wasn't too outrageous.

"It's called the Holy Court."

(End of this chapter)