Chapter 815 666 Just Dismantle

"Is it cold?" Dakus looked down for a moment, then turned his head and asked Bell Ehall.

“Not cold.”

Bell Ayhall said this, but his body was completely exposed. He shivered from the cold, his shoulders trembled uncontrollably, and the exhaled heat condensed into wisps of white mist in the air, even his voice They are all trembling. The upper teeth were pressed against the lower teeth, as if they were about to play a winter tremolo.

As soon as he finished speaking, he squirted another snot that did not exist, trying to hide his embarrassment in a way that barely maintains his dignity.

Dakus glanced at Bell-Ehall speechlessly and shook his head.

He knew that Asul lived in a warm environment all year round and had no experience in surviving in an extremely cold environment. And now, Bell Aihall is standing on the top of the tower of Nagalonde, a dark city covered with endless ice and snow. The cold wind of the tower is cut like a knife, making everything that has not been trained and adapted. Asul couldn't bear it.

His eyes fell on Karashire. The Enier, who came out of Lauren Loren, was obviously more adaptable to the cold than Bell Ehall. Lauren Loren had winter, and Karashire was the big one. The area is called the Frost Descent Zone, not the Yangyan Zone, but this has to be compared with.

He observed and found that there was nothing unusual on Karashire's face, neither trembling like Bell Aihall, nor showing a particularly uncomfortable expression. He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. Is this guy born with a cold resistance, or is he holding back the chill?

But instead of delving into it, he turned his attention back to the scenery in front of him.

It's noon, and it's the second day they visited the Nagor Steel Plant.

After a luxurious lunch at the Marekis Black Tower, the group reached the top of the Marekis, which is not only the commanding heights of Nagalond, but also the favorite of Marekis and Genevieve. A place to be dazed. In the future, this place will become the best stop for the raid ships, and by then, this black tower will become the core of information exchanges, no doubt.

He was silent for a moment, slowly stretched out his hand, and took the aerial view of Nagalond handed over by Karashire. After glanced around the map, he looked up to the south of the city, where a black flag was flying on a high tower, clamoring in the bitter cold wind.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and then he lowered his head and checked the map again to confirm the location. He is calibrating to ensure that his judgment is not biased. After a moment, he finally made a decision and waved to Hilses.

"This, this, this, this, and this."

As Hilses approached slowly, Dakus stretched out his finger and drew several positions on the aerial view.

Hilsy looked down Dakus' fingers, his brows getting tighter and tighter until his eyes fell to the position where the black flag was, and he could not help but breathe.

He understood what Dakhus meant, took a deep breath, and confirmed.

"All demolished?"

"Yes, is there any problem?" Dakus's tone was terriblely calm, as if it was just a simple matter.

Hilsis was stunned, and what Marekis said to him while he was in Cracalond exploded in his mind.

"Dakus is right. Nagalond does need a nightmare, and you are suitable for this position. You know what he intends. He will carry out a large-scale reconstruction in Nagalond. Now Nagalond Galonde did not meet his needs, and those buildings that were tantamount to violations of regulations needed to be demolished.

He is the consul, not the night governor of Nagalonde, he is responsible for the overall work. So... Nagalonde should have a night supervisor who is responsible for these work and subsequent construction work. I can't preside over it myself, right?

Hilses, this is not a good position in my opinion. You will offend those fear lords to death, and you may get a title? "The city breaker"? "The demolitioner"? Who knows how those fear lords will arrange you behind you? I wonder if they will invite you to participate in the midnight conspiracy? Or do you beat you up after inviting you?

My dear Hilses, if I were you, I would learn more from Newkel before he could return to Nagaros. You know him, and I can tell you quietly. "Marekis really lowered his voice after saying this, pressing down on the sound that only Hilses and Newkel could hear, "He happened a lot after Elsin Alvin took a walk around. He has become more powerful and kinder than before. I don't think you want to see him get angry and bear his anger. ”

"Huh?" Seeing Hilses fell into stasis, Dakus narrowed his eyes slightly and made a questioning sound.

Hilses came to his senses, but did not respond immediately. Instead, he took a deep breath, looked down at the aerial view again, and looked at the black flag flying in the distance, flew in the wind. The next moment, he gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice.

"no problem!"

His voice was not loud, but it was a certain determination, as if he was expressing his opinion to Dakus, and as if he was making up his mind to himself.

This is a responsibility that he cannot avoid as the night governor of Nagalonde and a reality that he must face directly.

He knew better than anyone present, the streets, secret passages, residences, barracks of Nagalonde... After he knew that he had become the night governor of Nagalonde, he knew everything about this dark city in the snow and ice. . There is a complicated net in his mind, he knows the story behind every brick and stone, and the past carried by every building.

And now, he wants to wipe out some of it with his own hands to make room for the new order.

He had known that this day would come and some parts of the old Nagallonde would eventually come to an end.

However, even though he was mentally prepared, he still felt a little heavy when he was actually facing it, especially when he realized...

This is just the beginning.

The demolition area designated by Dakhus accounts for one-third of the entire Nagalonde core circle!

Nagalonde is not a city built on the land of Nagalons. To be precise, Nagalonde's core circle is not! Nagalond is the Black Ark, the land separated from Taal Anlek of Nagarith after the Great Split and the collapse of the earth. After the failure of the Great Schizophrenia, the Black Ark carrying the core of Antiques crossed the ocean and came to Nagaros.

At this time, the Black Ark Nagor made a brilliant debut.

The Hoss White Tower in the Kingdom of Ossuan Safrui was built after the collapse of the sky and the earth. Each kingdom of Ossuan in the Golden Age had its own magic academies. Nagor is the magic center of the Nagaris Kingdom before the collapse of the sky and the earth. It was protected by the warlocks when the sky and the earth were broken and turned into a black ark.

This is also the reason why the Nagor is so big.

It is so large that it stops on the chaotic wasteland coastline all year round, and becomes a fixed city after the sea water freezes. So big that when Truric did not launch a large-scale attack, he could only circulate in the sea of ​​coldness and evil resentment.

After Duruci came to Nagaros, the warlocks on the Nagaros helped Marekis to teleport the part of the black ark belonging to Antik to the land on the plains of Nagaros, so Nagaronde appeared. .

After thousands of years of development, Nagalonde expanded round after round on the plain, but the core circle was still a black ark structure spreading around the Marekis Black Tower.

Demolition has always been a difficult problem. No matter which world or era, it is the same, unless it is set on fire?

Fortunately, the cleaning not long ago had cleared a large number of obstacles for Hilses in advance. A large number of original landlords and old nobles have been liquidated, and their industrialization has been transformed into a borderless land, which makes it difficult for him to execute. reduce.

Now is the most powerful stage, and taking this opportunity to demolish is the most suitable time.

Seeing that Hilses did not hesitate anymore and took the job, Dakus smiled with satisfaction, then picked up the charcoal pen without a smile, and drew a long one on the aerial view. Wire.

This line, along the edge of the core area, extends to the boundary of the inner ring wall, cuts Nagalonde into two parts.

The moment Hils saw this line, his heart suddenly jumped, and a feeling of uneasiness came to his heart. His heart seemed to be clenched by an invisible hand, and a suffocating feeling of heaviness appeared in the cold air.

"Is this...rail?"

His voice trembled slightly, and after calming down a little, he finally asked.

"Ah, my dear Hilses, should I praise your intelligence?" Hearing this, Dakus raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled playfully.

Hilsy rolled his eyes and showed a helpless expression. He raised his eyebrows and returned to Dakus with the same joking look.

The little confrontation between friends ended in this silent look.

But this is not over yet. Dakus has drawn a brand new area on the south side of the city, near the core area.

Immediately, he glanced at Hilsis. This time, Hilsis did not react much. It might have been completely cracked, so it just made a broken place. It doesn't matter. Anyway, it's also a dismantling one place, and it's also a dismantling two pieces. . Or maybe this land has become a homeless land and there will be no resistance to execution?

"Here, as the core area of ​​the steel plant." He pointed to the area first demarcated on the aerial view, his voice calm, but everyone present heard the weight. Then he pointed to the area marked back and continued, "This place will be used as an extension."

"Will it... too big?" Hearing this, Hilses finally couldn't help swallowing and asked carefully.

"Big? Where is it big?" However, Dakus shrugged and asked with a calm face. He paused, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and a slight smile appeared. A joke without laughs, "After all, you know that the coking plant is not in Nagalond."

Hilssy's mouth twitched slightly, and he wanted to roll his eyes, but in the end he held it back.

"My friend, I promise you that it's not big, it's really not big at all. After all, the steel mill on the Nagor is there, right? Can you use it as...the minimum reference standard?" Seeing that Hilsces had no reaction, Dakus was too lazy to continue to make fun of it, but explained patiently.

His words were calm and firm, neither as if he was pacifying Hilses nor persuading anyone, but more like an irreversible declaration to the entire Nagalonde and the entire Truqi society. fact.

A new era has arrived!

He didn't blame Hilses because he understood.

Hilsis is Truqi from the old era. More than ten years ago, his cognition was still between the forging table and the anvil. In his mind, smelting steel is still a piece that requires the forging worker to repeat. Complex techniques such as knocking, tempering, tempering, rituals, and blood sacrifices are not industrial systems with large scale, strict processes and standardized operations.

The canning factories that were originally created only seem to be concentrated and operated in a factory, but these factories are still in handmade and in the craftsman era, which are completely different from steel factories that rely on machines.

Even though he had seen the steel mill on the Nagor, he still had no idea. He had never seen the explosive population increase during the rising period of society, and had never seen so much steel demand. He could not truly understand the world depicted by Dakus. He was not stupid, but simple and without concepts.

Like a large number of people in Dakus's previous life, they could not understand the real shock of industry and could not imagine what a real steel mill would look like.

Unless you see it with your own eyes.

Standing at a high place, looking down at the endless factory building, seeing the rolling smoke gushing out of the chimney, hearing the roar of the fire and the roar of the machinery, and feeling the earth tremble slightly under the vibration of the hammer press.

At that moment, they can truly understand what the beauty of industry is.

Hilses could not understand the concept of industrialization by imagination, which is why Dakus told him that the steel mill of the Nagor was used as a reference.

Because it's too small and too primitive.

After the meeting at noon yesterday, the group started a new round of visits.

Unlike the initial move from the Vicious Temple, two new blast furnaces that are nearly 30 meters high have been added to the steel plant. Three blast furnaces stand together, as majestic as a tower, standing proudly like a giant in the core area of ​​the steel mill.

The establishment of these blast furnaces comes from another result of Marekis and Anna Sara's development of the raid ship in Cracalond, and they rubbed it with their hands.

Marekis originally wanted to take this opportunity to show off, but he didn't expect Dakus to praise him. At least he should have praised him, right?

But the result...

The meeting at noon was so shocking that everyone's minds were filled with the various theories, frameworks, and plans thrown out by Dakus... As a result, when we visited the workshop, Malekis was a little excited. I was lost in my mind and couldn't even raise the idea of ​​showing off.

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

However, this did not prevent the blast furnaces from starting operation and entering production.

Afterwards, the group continued to move forward and entered the steelmaking workshop.

They saw the converter engraved with the Hekhati emblem, and the steelmaking devices engraved with elves runes. However, the converter has not been officially launched because the oxygen blowing system still has problems with instability.

At present, the main means of refining steel are turned to rely on flat furnaces. When they visited Ruscia for the second time, the ladies rubbed five flat furnace steelmaking equipment. Now, these flat furnaces are fully powered and their production capacity is full.

Finally, they came to the steel rolling workshop.

Everyone witnessed the hot steel ingots being sent into the heating furnace, and the flames licked the surface of the steel, and the temperature was high enough to burn the air to twist. Then, the hot ingots were pressed into steel billets amid the roar of the rolling mill, and then after a series of precision rolling processes, they were finally molded into the required standard products.

Neat and accurate, every steel plate, every steel beam, and every steel billet are as perfect as a replica.

This scene shocked the elves who saw this scene for the first time. They widened their eyes and took a breath almost at the same time. They kept chanting the names of the gods in a low voice to try to Relieve your inner shock and anxiety.

They saw with their own eyes that all this could be mass-produced through a series of huge machinery!

At this moment, they seemed to feel the subversion of their worldview.

Then, there was nothing.

After the visit, the group ended the fulfilling day with shock, contemplation and complex emotions.

But Dakus knew in his heart that this was just the beginning, and it was far from enough, and it was not even a real beginning.

Although the Nagor is huge, it still cannot accommodate his grand blueprint.

Although the steel plant has begun to operate, the behemoth of the Nagor, as well as other facilities such as the Naval Academy and the Magic Academy, occupy a lot of space, resulting in the steel plant not having enough room for upgrades.

What's more, from a strategic perspective alone, the Nagor has always been a temporary industrial base, not a real core industrial area.

After all, this black ark is just a tool for the transitional stage, not the cornerstone of the future Truqi industry. The industrial system must be based on a solid land in order to truly form a scale.

So, his eyes were turned to Nagalonde.

He wants to build a continuous steel factory at the core of this city, make Nagalonde the heart of Truqi's industry and an unprecedented steel furnace in the elf world.

Dakus had already had a clear answer to the future positioning of this dark capital. After the king of Oshuan, the core area of ​​Nagalonde will be moved as a whole, and will be driven back to Oshuan, back to Antique, and return to his hometown.

As for those buildings outside the core area?

Together with large stadiums that have not yet been established but are suitable for large grass mixing, cellars used to grow mushrooms, and permanent military camps, they are all thrown to green skins.

Who made Da Ge love green skin like Brother Da Ge and Brother Mao?

Da Ge’s love transcends races. After all, he is doing a life to save the world, but the specific way of love...

Green Skin: Starting a city, how should I Waaagh! ? I have to think carefully...

Of course, he did not intend to give up the Nagor steel plant. Instead, he would first maximize its production capacity and support the huge steel demand of the first five-year plan. After the foundation of Nagallonde is completely laid, he will transfer some of the equipment to a new factory on land, and at the same time, use the transferred equipment to continuously expand the new industrial system by laying eggs.

Val, Hekati Workshop 1, Workshop 2... to Workshop 5, he wanted to let the entire Nagalond be filled with the roar of industry, and let the Truqi and others see what the beauty of industry is.

When the second five-year plan is over, he still won't demolish the steel plant on the Nagor.

Instead, he wanted to fill it again, as planned before, let it continue to wander around the sea of ​​grudges, and when it was time to go to Hagleff to supplement the materials, as a mobile war factory. Make preparations, if something happens to the steel plant in Nagalond and does not shut down, the Nagor can still support production and ensure that the Truqi society will not be paralyzed due to the collapse of a factory.

The classic Dakus-style cunning rabbit has three holes.

When the naval battle to rule over Oshuan ends, the Nagor will head to Oshuan and continue to enter production.

This time, the source of raw materials on the Nagor will be mainly the post-war wreckage such as scrap steel and scrap ships collected on the battlefield, as an important fulcrum of the Truqi industrial system, ensuring that the subsequent battle can be used for Ossu in the future. Andelaide Duluci provides arms replenishment and repair ships, providing strong support for any emergencies.

It is somewhat similar to Mitsubishi Heavy Industries' positioning.

During the Korean War, in order to cut off Amei's escape route, the soldiers blew up the Watergate Bridge three times regardless of life and death, and blew up the bridge foundation at the cost of their lives. As a result, Amei directly airdropped a steel bridge.

In this process, Mitsubishi Heavy Industries provided extremely critical technical support to supply pre-made steel bridge components, that is, M2 steel and wood standard bridges to Amei. The bridge of this model is designed based on modules, focusing on rapid transportation and convenient installation.

When the bridge was manufactured overnight, the components were delivered to the front line by airdrop. The company also sent a team of technicians to assist Amei in completing the installation work. Later...

The Nagor can fully assume this positioning, production of the steel plant and the sorcerer is finalized. After completion, it will be transported by a raid ship and directly to the battlefield.

Seeing that Hilsis was still stunned, Dakus couldn't help but sigh, then lowered his head again, and wrote on the aerial view. The tip of the pen stroked across the paper, leaving a new planning line.

"My friend, my dear Hilses." He said lightly as he painted, "Actually, these things have nothing to do with you at the moment, just break them up."

Upon hearing this, Hilses immediately looked down at the aerial view. After glanced at him, his pupils slightly contracted and his scalp became numb.

Another demolition area!

This newly designated area is the aristocratic area in the southwest of Nagalonde, a place full of historical accumulation and symbols of power.

And he knew what this meant.

The nobles' mansions, castles, manors, social places, and even the mansions of the Hell's family in Nagalond are in this area!

He slowly raised his head, his eyes full of survival, and hesitated to open his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, trying to strive for a little...even a little bit of comfort.

Dakus noticed Hilsy's gaze, showed a meaningful smile, and asked in a brisk tone, "How is it? This place will become a new industrial area, and it will be connected to the mint in the west. What a perfect planning."

While he spoke, his pen continued to draw on the drawings smoothly, and a new line ran through the west side of the city, connecting the stations, docks and industrial areas, forming a complete logistics artery.

But he did not stop writing, but then circled another area, including part of the non-core area of ​​Nagalonde on the south side of the industrial area.

"This place will be used for the construction of workers' living areas. In the future, there will be residential, market, supply stations... factories need workers, and workers need life."

"Mother of the Dark Night, this is really... great." Hilsis looked at the increasingly strange aerial view of Nagalonde, opened his mouth, and finally gritted his teeth and said something.

He was powerless to question because he knew the question was invalid.

He took a deep breath, suppressed the complex emotions in his heart, glanced over the almost redistributed city, and asked tentatively, "Maybe...you can be more direct, can you tell me...where you don't need it? Demolition?”

"Everything needs to be removed!"

Dakus raised a standard curve of smiles and non-smile, revealing a neat white teeth, grinning at Hilsis, with unquestionable firmness in his eyes.

"Can I...?" Hilses swallowed, trying to win a last chance for himself in a joke. However, before he finished speaking, Dakus directly denied it, his tone was merciless and neat, without any room for bargaining.

"No! My dear Nagalonde Night Governor." (End of this chapter)