The car is on the same track, and the book is on the same text.

Civilizations that have been passed down for thousands of years have placed roads and cultures on an equal footing.

In fact, the importance of road construction has always been one of the foundations that make up the hallmarks of civilization.

"One track is five feet, and the main trunk of the wild road should be at least six tracks wide."

"From here, to here."

"On both sides are the sidelines, make a mark and follow me, and measure the ten zhang meridian first."

When the assessment and selection of this mission in Big Dream City began, many cadres had already begun to work outside the city with their own manpower.

The so-called meridian road, similar to the longitude in latitude and longitude, refers to the road that connects the north and the south.

The hand-in-hand measurement, marked with one mark after another, both the officials and the people are very serious.

The width of the wild truth was set by Guo Yuan and Lou Shide together, and the spacing of each track was, in Mo Xiaobai's view, nothing more than the passage lane of a single-horse carriage, almost one and a half meters wide.

The reason given by Guoyuan is that the big dream city may be enough to use a four-track gallop road at present, but it will definitely have to be widened in the future, and it is considered to be prepared in advance now, so as not to have to overhaul next year.

As for why he didn't simply design the eight-track avenue, Mo Xiaobai didn't ask again, he had been in and out of Dameng Town a lot of times, and he knew that if it was one or two meters wider, he would have to dig a mountain to the side, and the amount of work was not a little bit. Now the most you can do is to level some of the slope grass, which will be much faster.

Leading a general out of the camp, Mo Xiaobai glanced at the people who were busy in the distance: "Maybe I should have given them a chance earlier, and now I can do it well." ”

"The people in our big dream city are all talents." Xue Wanche responded beside him, and then asked, "Lord, where are we going first?" ”

"Let's go north first, let's go." Mo Xiaobai flicked his horsewhip and led hundreds of horses around him to the northwest.

Along the way to the north, you can still see the figure of the people of Dameng Town leading people out of the city to work.

This time the territory of road construction, Guoyuan has mobilized thousands of people for this purpose, and this is also thanks to the fact that Big Dream City now has enough population, otherwise in the busy farming season, it is really not certain whether so many extra light and strong people can be drawn.

rode a horse and ran for nearly forty miles, and when he arrived here, he couldn't see the ordinary people, and the army of five hundred people belonging to Heze Water Village who appeared in front of Mo Xiaobai.

And their commander is Han Zhao, the 'pseudo-water bandit leader' who was captured by Mo Xiaobai in the past and then persuaded by Zhou Yu to surrender.

Since the Qingzhou Wei family was destroyed, most of the Wei family's diners and disciples have been accepted by Mo Xiaobai, including Han Zhao's relatives. Since then, Han Zhao, who has reunited with his family and no longer has to pretend to be a robber and bandit, has followed Mo Xiaobai with an iron heart, and his loyalty is now as high as 94 points.

Such a general who is loyal to himself, even if his level is sparse, Mo Xiaobai is willing to cultivate, and immediately turned over and dismounted and said: "Zhongye, how is the survey here?" ”

"My lord, I left the camp five days ago, and carefully explored the surrounding situation, except for a beast territory where wolves are entrenched in the north, there is no other threat."

Han Zhao spoke calmly, and at the same time pointed around: "I have laid a triple trap here, even if there are thousands of beasts attacking, I don't want to cross the trap." ”

As Han Zhao said his layout little by little, Mo Xiaobai did not make an evaluation, but turned his head to look at several generals: "You are responsible for this military attache assessment and evaluation, you have all heard and seen clearly, right?" ”

"With this layout, the traps are in an orderly manner, which is good." Li Guang was the first to nod, it seemed that he was more satisfied with Han Zhao.

"Five hundred sailors are not good at close combat, and the main trap is to avoid the shortcomings, but how to see the specific situation depends on the fulfillment of the war, let's evaluate 'good'."

"If there is only an enemy in the north, this arrangement is enough, but if there is a sudden change, the pit spreads too far outward, and the retreat may not be timely, and there should be one or two more back-ups."

As Li Guang, Zhang He and others gave evaluations one after another, Mo Xiaobai smiled undeniably: "At present, there is only so much to see, in this way, I will build a post station later, and you will stay to supervise the battle, and we will continue to go north." Remember, it's for you to fight, not to fight together. ”

"Don't worry, if it is not necessary, you will not make a move."

When Gao Ran nodded yes, Mo Xiaobai took out a building prop with a flick of his right hand.

"Kurayi Building, Station"

"Tier: Gold"

"Scope of use: extremely wide (80 miles)"

"Special Industry: Cowhide Boots"

"Architectural introduction: Built in the wilderness, for travelers to rest or pass documents, there are restaurants, dormitories, stables, etc., and there are also profit-making industries."

The introduction is simple, but the value is not low at all.

A 'golden' station, Mo Xiaobai exchanged it from the territory version of the express, costing as much as 50 gold coins.

Thinking about the establishment of subsidiary territories at the beginning, large villages such as Heze and Jinyuan Village were only 100 gold, and you know how much money is burned by the post station.

It's just that in Mo Xiaobai's opinion, you get what you pay for.

Compared with ordinary post stations, the gold post station is not only large enough in area and wide enough in use, but more importantly, it comes with its own post station industry.

Just like what Mo Xiaobai took out at the moment, in addition to the basic functions of the post station, it also has a 'cowhide boots' manufacturing workshop, which only needs enough raw materials and a tailor to produce cowhide boots. Although 'cowhide boots' are not a high-end industry, they can make up for the operating costs of the post station, which is also the unique way of survival of the post station.

Of course, Mo Xiaobai naturally didn't want any cowhide boots, but he knew very well that the rules of the Golden Post Station had its own industry, which made it very unlikely that it would have a 'specialty'.

The probability of this kind of collision is very low, so low that the establishment of dozens of post stations may not produce special products, but as long as it continues to be built, it can always wait for the emergence of 'special products'.

"Drop off the station."

"Confirm delivery coordinates."

"The coordinates are confirmed, and they are ready to be delivered."

"The delivery is successful, please name the station."

A number of wisdom brain prompts sounded, and a large building complex covering an area of more than 1,000 square meters soon appeared in the open space in front of Mo Xiaobai.

The outermost part is naturally four wall passes, the wall passes are made up of boulders, each small section has a lookout arrow tower, the gate is two zhang wide, enough for several carriages to run in parallel.

"The name is called Beicheng Station."

"It's simple, it's easy to remember."

After determining the name of the post station, Mo Xiaobai took the generals and Han Zhao into the post station together. At the same time, Mo Xiaobai's ears also sounded with a brain prompt:

"The establishment of the North City Post is complete, because this building is located in the wilderness, the beasts around the post station will attack the post station, please daydream that the lord player will do a good job of resisting and prevent the 'North City Station' from being destroyed."

As the prompt sound in his ears drifted, Mo Xiaobai's eyes looked at Han Zhao again: "The post station has been built, it's up to you next, don't let me down and shame the Heze Navy." ”