Realm of Power

Nervousness and uneasiness filled Hirtshals's heart. Looking at the young man who was immersed in signing documents at the desk, Hirtshals still felt like he was in a dream. The young man in front of him was slightly fat and had a calm face. , the very rare black hair is exactly the same as the rumors, he is about 20 years old, or younger, and his attitude of revising the desk documents is meticulous, like a military cadet who has just finished revising his homework,

If it had not been personally led by the Guards, Hirtshals would not have believed it even to death. In just five years, the mediocre-looking young man in front of him rose up in the southwestern part of the continent with the Falcon Flag, ending the end of Ika. The imperial military god of the five hundred years of chaos in Diwa.

"Hitshals, can you do me a favor?" The fat man placed the document on the upper right corner of the table, rubbed his swollen temples, looked at Hirtshals who was standing at the door and looked a little embarrassed, and said calmly.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty, just give me your orders!" Hirtshals was startled. He was a little at a loss and didn't know whether to stand upright like a soldier or bend down and salute like a noble.

"I just came to you to ask you a question, there is no need to be so nervous!" The fat man noticed Hirtshals's nervousness, smiled easily, and gestured to him to sit down. "This time, use this If you come here, you must be frightened!"

"I don't dare, it's just a bit unexpected!" Hirtshals sat down on a leather sofa at the door, his face a little pale,

The Falcon opposite him seemed so easy-going, but anyone would feel uncomfortable if they thought that this person could crush a small character like himself ten thousand times with just a slight move of his eyebrows. This feeling was like that between ants and giants. gap

"I heard that you are a bridge expert exclusively for the Ruidian royal family!"

The fat man's eyes were bright and he looked at him with meaning. "To be honest, we are really surprised that a great craftsman like you ended up in Normandy. If you ended up here for some unfair reason, I Or I can help you!”

"No. Your Majesty, please don't get me wrong."

Hirtshals responded with excitement in his eyes, "I came to Normandy simply because it allows me to better display my talents! Although I am also a master craftsman, unlike others, my specialty is bridge and road construction. The empire's road construction has been very effective, but the role I can play is really limited, so I decided to come here and give it a try. There is no unfair treatment. I appreciate your Majesty's kindness."

"So that's it! Read the full text of Sword of the End of the World!"

The fat man looked a little disappointed. He took out a document from the desk drawer and pushed it in front of him. "Since you are an expert on roads and bridges, help me take a look. Based on your experience, can you tell me how long it will take to complete such a project in a month?" Roads, how much manpower and money will it cost? "

Hirtshals also breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Things were not at all what he thought, and the tension in his heart dissipated a lot. His title of baron was awarded by the Redian royal family, and the Hirtshals family lasted for three generations. They were all officials in charge of projects from the Ruidian Ministry of Internal Affairs, and were real experts in bridge and road construction. As a professional, he looked at the document he took with a somewhat scrutinizing gaze, and carefully opened it. The content in front of him surprised him. He slowly knitted his eyebrows together, his face looked unnatural, and he hesitated for a long time without daring to speak.

On the document, a construction sketch indicates that a road leading north from the military port needs to be led through hundreds of miles of rugged wilderness. This is completely impossible. If it were in the empire itself, with the original road foundation and sufficient manpower, it would be impossible. It is difficult to complete within a month.

What's more, this is Normandy with extremely poor road infrastructure, but Hirtshals dare not say that this is impossible. His Majesty Falcon's moody character is well known in the empire. Who can guarantee that these words have just been spoken. My head will not fall to the ground in an instant!

"Don't be nervous, tell me the truth. No matter what the conclusion is, I will pardon you!" The fat man saw his hesitation and snapped his fingers towards the door. Besukaya, who was wearing a white dress, came up with two glasses of water. One glass was placed in front of the fat man, one glass was placed in front of Hirtshals,

Hirtshals stood up quickly with a flattered look on his face. He had long heard that His Majesty Falcon was used to having a princess by his side. Besukaya's beauty could easily lead to such misunderstandings. The fat man picked up the tea on the table with a calm expression. Water glass, gently blew on the water

"I know this is almost impossible, but for me, there is no choice! I can't tell you the reason, I can only say this, if this road cannot be built, in one month, everything you have now will be lost. Destroy, don’t look at me like this, it’s the war that’s destroying this place!”

"I see, I understand!" Hirtshals took a deep breath, summoned up the greatest courage, gently put down the folder, shook his head and said with a bitter smile, "Your Majesty, I can only say that this road is completely inappropriate." Maybe, unless more than 100,000 manpower and 3 million gold coins can be mobilized to continue construction day and night, not counting the cost of stone materials, it may still be possible, but under these conditions, it is obviously impossible to gather so many people willing to build roads in Normandy now. of manpower"

"What if this road is divided into multiple sections and built at the same time?" The fat man seemed to be prepared for this answer, and said slowly without changing his expression.

"I don't understand. What Your Majesty means..." Hirtshals's mind was confused. Do you want to practice multiple sections at the same time?

"The six cities that the road passes through are each responsible for the construction of roads within their own territory, and the army is ordered to repair the roads connecting the cities!"

The fat man stretched his shoulders and said calmly, "This should greatly shorten the time for road construction. In terms of the lack of manpower, mobilizing the manpower of the entire city along the way, plus the manpower of the army, should be able to barely reach about 200,000 laborers." Bar!"

"200,000!"

Hirtshals was a little confused. He knew that if he followed the calculations mentioned by His Majesty Falcon, such a number of laborers could indeed be achieved. What a genius idea. In the past, roads were built from one end to the other. This was the first time he heard this. You can use this time-saving method

"You are truly worthy of His Majesty the Falcon, who can make the southwest country of Weixia the best in the continent!"

Hirtshals couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Who in the Ikadiva continent doesn't know that compared with His Majesty Falcon's unparalleled strategy, the Vecia Falcon's ability in internal affairs is absolutely legendary. Establishing a continental strategy nature of the business alliance, cancel traditional taxes, implement various policies to promote the development of commercial trade, and use business to support war. Using war to support business, this special model provides enough power for the Falcon Army to sweep across the world.

As His Majesty Falcon said, although the scale of these cities along the way is small, their population is between 30,000 and 50,000, and the number of young and strong laborers that can be mobilized is also about 20,000.

Six cities are 120,000 strong laborers. I am Qin II. Adding in the garrisons in various places, it is indeed possible to achieve such a value, but after all, this is only an ideal value. Without money, labor cannot be collected. Most of these cities are the same as our own Helladian. Municipal funds are extremely poor,

Should the city be responsible for raising these funds? It would be better to just confiscate the homes of these mayors! "This, I'm afraid there is still a problem!" From the position of being the mayor, Hirtshals gritted his teeth and decided to open up and said, "Even if His Majesty mobilizes all the cities along the way to build this road, it does not mean that it will be possible." First, the difficulty of road construction is different due to the different hardness of the soil in various regions.

Second, these mobilized cities may not be able to put all their energy into building roads. Winter is approaching, and the residents of the cities are busy hoarding food. If His Majesty orders all the labor in the city to be forced to build roads, I'm afraid it will make people panic, and there will be very few people willing to try their best. The progress of the project will be extremely slow. . . . . . "

"So, without money, no one will contribute, right?" The fat man's cold voice caused a deathly silence in the study room.

"this......!"

Hirtshals's face suddenly turned pale, like a deflated ball. Big beads of cold sweat rolled down my forehead,

In a moment of excitement, he even said such frank words. It was so presumptuous. If in the Ruidian era, someone dared to say to His Majesty the King so boldly that no one would do this job without money, they would probably be dragged out and chopped into pieces and fed to the dogs immediately! Hirtshals already felt signs of cramps in his calves. If he had known this, he would not have answered so cheerfully. He would probably have become the laughing stock of everyone if he died so cowardly!

"Don't be nervous, I just want to say that your views are basically the same as mine. Unfortunately, I don't have so much money in my hands at the moment!"

The fat man stood up from opposite Hirtshals, looked at the shivering Hirtshals, and suddenly a curve appeared on his stern face, saying, "Actually, you are right, who would do something that does no good, but since You know the key to this matter so clearly, I don’t need to find a second person! From now on, you are the person in charge of building this road."

"Me!" Hirtshals was completely stupid. He had no money. Isn't he putting himself on the fire?

"Yes, that's you. From now on, you will be responsible for this matter." The fat man nodded.

"No, don't, Your Majesty!" Hirtshals was so frightened that he trembled.

"This is a military order. If the task cannot be completed within a month, I can only take your head to sacrifice to the attacking army! The fat man's face was filled with murderous intent.

Hirtshals "..."

"Don't worry, the funds for road construction have been planned for a long time!" The fat man laughed and patted his shoulder heavily with his hand. "To be honest, the road condition in Normandy is too bad. I happen to have talents like you, so I can use it by the way." La"

Eight days later, a meeting of city leaders in the Normandy region was held.

At the meeting, Fatty denounced some chaos in new immigrant areas, specifically pointed out the issue of corruption in children's auxiliary funds, and said in a very vague way that the Ministry of Supervision had intervened in the investigation. Suddenly, more than 20 people from new immigrant cities attended the meeting. The mayors all have pale faces, and it is almost an undisclosed secret in Normandy that they misappropriate children's compensation funds as city development funds.

The Inspection Department, known as the hunting dog of the empire, is not a vegetarian. If you really want to investigate something that can have conclusive evidence, you will definitely catch it. At the end of the meeting, His Majesty Falcon changed the subject and proposed Regarding the plan to build a road from the military port to the northern border, and said there is a big gap in manpower and funds,

The frightened mayors have expressed their willingness to spend money to build this road, and those without funds are willing to use labor.

While waiting for the meeting to end, more than 50,000 free laborers, plus laborers from six cities and local garrisons, nearly 300,000 laborers were already sweating profusely on this logistics line that the fat man had high hopes for. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users, please read it.)