A Million Ways To Live In A Dungeon

"Hurry up, hurry up!"

Outside the King City, the surrounding forest within 50 kilometers has been flattened in the last ten days, leaving bare ground and countless tree stumps.

The shovel for digging the bunker swung quickly.

The legs with sandbags are walking like flying.

The sales of rail nets are well developed.

Tens of thousands of workers are busy working on this land in full swing.

On the city wall, all the guard posts were torn down, and all the guardrails on the top of the wall were smashed.

The guard guns were erected one after another.

The guard guns on the four walls are now all concentrated on the end of this absolute Magical Beasts defense battle: on the Western Wall.

All the boiler rooms in the king's city are fully fired, and they are making every effort to produce new type of guard cannons and the required projectiles.

Zheng Qian had to be shocked by the sight when he arrived at the construction site with the cat north and south.

Unexpectedly, Chuandong's mobilization force was so strong.

"You are Mr. Zheng Qian?"

Taking a cat to patrol the north and south all the way, Zheng Qian tried to understand the layout of the position first.

Workers who never thought of passing by recognized Zheng Qian.

Many people gathered around.

Many of the workers who did not come by stopped their work and looked curiously.

This made Zheng Qian a little bit of shit and urine.

"Do you know me?" Zheng Qian asked a little shyly.

The dirty workers have longing smiles on their faces.

"Of course, you are a celebrity."

"Magical Beasts rushed to the city, Ghost Tooth Mountain rescue battle, these are all well-known battles."

"It is said that you may be the next Martial King, is it true?"

Am I so famous now? I do not know how?

The enthusiastic voices of the workers are even a little noisy.

This is the first time Zheng Qian has had this experience in two lifetimes.

It feels like a star fan meeting.

"Mr. Zheng Qian, what are you doing this time?" a worker asked with a strong accent.

Zheng Qian replied: "It's nothing, just come and see the position configuration."

"Is there anything you want to mention? We are all coolie people and can't be on the battlefield. At this critical moment, that's all we can do."

"No, no, no, everyone is good. Without you, this battle would be difficult to fight."

Damn, am I infected by Zhao Aotian virus? How come you can even say such things?

However, at this moment, some disharmony problems suddenly appeared in the noisy voice.

"By the way, Mr. Zheng Qian, when will the salary owed to us come down?"

The question was an old carpenter who was about sixty years old.

He crouched on his thin back, raised his dirty hand full of thick calluses, and asked honestly and expectantly.

"Zongren Ling?" Zheng Qian was curious.

As soon as this problem came up, the surrounding workers turned their curious eyes to Zheng Qian.

They are all working people at the bottom, and they can't tell which department or whether Zheng Qian and Zongrenling are subordinate.

They only know that the clan order is in charge of the royal family's chores, and Zheng Qian is a celebrity. Both are big people, so it's the same to ask anyone.

"Why? Did the clan order not pay you?" Zheng Qian was a little strange.

It stands to reason that the treasury funds in Eastern Sichuan are currently abundant, and the national disaster is now at stake. The war-related funds should be adequate.

The wages of the mere workers are not paid?

"I'm going to stay here for a while anyway. If I run into a clan order, I will help you to ask questions." Zheng Qian responded.

When the workers heard this, they all said enthusiastically: "You are a big man, so you must rest assured."

"We know the difficulties of the country, but the country is not bad for money, so we can't let us work for nothing, right?"

"Yes, please, Master Zheng Qian."

Saying goodbye to the construction workers, Zheng Qian and Mao Nanbei continued to wander around the repaired position.

I have to say that sometimes high IQ and experience are really two different things.

It is possible that you have an iq three hundred and let you platoon troops, which is not as good as an iq seventy strategist who has fifty years of battlefield experience.

The entire field is arranged in the shape of a wifi.

In other words, the wave shape is more appropriate.

The position is divided into ten layers.

The outer frontier was excavated and flattened, creating a plain without bunker.

Then, looking inward, the closer to the inner position of the royal city, the more the battle line is shortened and compressed.

The entire position is divided into nine layers, plus the outermost plain, which is very suitable for monks to charge at a glance, so it can be basically understood that the battlefield this time has been designed with ten layers of defense.

The outermost area is the plains, allowing the monks to take the lead to contain a large number of Magical Beasts.

Immediately there was a five-story position that was gradually piled up, and I couldn't understand what it was used for at the moment.

On the seventh and eighth floors, countless buildings similar to sentries were built, which should be convenient for magicians to use heavy bombing magic.

The ninth layer is next to the city wall of the royal city. It has been basically completed, and it is completely filled with newly cast ultra-long-range heavy bombers.

The tenth floor is the city wall itself.

All the guard guns in service in the royal city were all transferred to the west wall to build this last line of defense.

Of course, the houses inside the royal city are currently being remodeled.

If the city wall is broken, the soldiers retreat to the city, relying on the terrain of street fighting, they can still have the power to fight.

Although Zheng Qian could not fully understand the strategy of defensive warfare, he could barely understand half of the position layout.

Zheng Qian himself has not participated in such a large-scale battle experience, so there is nothing to point out, he can only talk about it and get acquainted with the environment in advance.

But during the inspection, Zheng Qian found some unharmonious places.

"What's the matter with this sandbag?"

Using two fingers to pinch the sandbag that the worker was carrying hard, Zheng Qian gently squeezed it a few times, and asked reproachfully: "I remember that the sandbag comes standard with a bag of 220 kg. Why is it so heavy? Too much filling?"

Sandbags are exquisite. Stacks that are too light are easily washed out by Magical Beasts. Too heavy means that they are too full, and the sandbags themselves will easily burst when impacted.

This sandbag is obviously too heavy.

Zheng Qian squeezed and found that it didn't feel like sand.

I tore it open, but found that it was full of mud, stones and the like.

The worker stubbornly said: "Zong...The lord of the clan said that in order to save money, the workers who dig the river sand were transferred half of them. We didn't have time to irrigate. The foreman could only let us irrigate half of the sand and half of the earth and rock waste."

Zheng Qian frowned after hearing this.

The sandbags filled in this way will cause the mud moisture to be squeezed out with the passage of time and gravity.

The piles will become hard on the outside and loose on the inside.

It's okay to block people, Magical Beasts, which has infinite blocking power, this kind of sandbag stack can't play a cover at all.

Thinking of what the workers met at the beginning, Zheng Qian's brows tightened.

Clan order?

Is it Xiao Baoguo, Xiao Xuan's father?

Afterwards, Zheng Qian continued to patrol north and south with the cat.

Sure enough, many problems were discovered.

The diameter of the barbed wire is too small and the barb density is insufficient.

The pile spacing of the fixed piles in the pits and ditches is too wide, which will easily cause the collapse of the bunker.

Zheng Qian even returned to the city gate to check the ammunition and inventory of the newly cast cannon.

It was found that the ammunition quantity had a deficit of 20%.

At this time, Zheng Qian was really on fire.

One hundred million Magical Beasts and Ares to humans and me.

This is a battle between soldiers and kings against kings.

The defeat on one side means that the pressure on the other side increases.

If the human side cannot hold on, Zheng Qian will not be able to concentrate on dealing with Ares.

It can be said that the task of truth now stubbornly binds Zheng Qian and the destiny of mankind together.

Are you fucking kidding Daddy's life? !

Did the clan order Xiao Baoguo right?

"Hey, you!" Zheng Qian casually caught a passing supervisor, and grabbed him with his legs off the ground like a chicken.

"Where is Xiao Baoguo? Take me to see him!"

"Zheng... Master Zheng Qian, I... I haven't got the project here yet..."

"Work your mother!"

Zheng Qian didn't care what the supervisor said, grabbed him by the neck, and pulled him to the position of his face: "Order the entire construction team to stop work! Take me to see Xiao Baoguo!"

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