Chapter 3545 Life and Death Together

In early February of the tenth year of Taixing.

After a period of emergency construction, the military camp in Danjiangkou has begun to take shape.

Whether it is the water village or the land village, the rammed earth in the village wall has been stacked up to build up how high the two of them are.

The rammed earth layer is densely filled with round rammed nests. As long as it doesn’t rain, plus the blue bricks and clay, it will definitely be the structure of a small city...

Unfortunately, the wind is blowing.

As the warm wind gradually rose, clouds in the sky gradually gathered together.

The sun disappeared, and it seemed that even the air felt a little wet.

The military academy in charge of supervising the work in Danjiangkou Military Village reported urgently, saying that it might not be too late to lay blue bricks...

Whether it is the weather changes or the death of Niu Jin in Shunyang, it is not good news for Cao Ren.

Cao Ren had no time to deal with Cai Mao's affairs, so he could only rush to the Danjiangkou military camp.

Before Cai Mao people came, they had already spread the wind and rain all over the city, just like the day in front of them, and it was also covered with clouds.

In this case, Cao Ren is not easy to do anything, so he can only take care of the situation first!

Originally, spring was not suitable for building any military camps, and summer and autumn would be more suitable. When the soil was frozen in winter and the green bricks were laid, you would not be afraid of the rain in the spring next year.

But the problem is that Cao Ren doesn't have that much time.

A large number of arrested men are still working hard to build. Some use logs and ropes to pull stones up the mountain, some repair marbles on the walls of the village, and some are placing large pots to make a mixture of glutinous rice juice and mortar to glue the stones...

Others were loading dead people into the car and transporting them to the valley to pour...

The people of Nanxiang built this military camp with their bones and blood. Cao Ren ignored it, and he only had the battle in front of him.

The defense of Danjiangkou will determine the safety of the entire northern Jingzhou!

Although there are also brother cities such as Xiangyang and Fancheng that can be used as the last stronghold in northern Jingzhou, it is also the last line of defense. If Danjiangkou cannot use the advantages of the Jingzhou navy to defeat the enemy, can Xiangyang and Fancheng alone withstand the enemy's attack?

Cao Ren was not very sure.

The current problem is how to solve the problem of improving the construction of military camps as soon as possible before the rain comes. In the final analysis, it is to seize time!

When Cao Ren rode his horse up the hillside, he saw a group of civilians dragging a stone like an ant. The log made an overwhelming creaking sound on the slippery mountain road. When the hemp rope suddenly broke, five or six hundred kilograms of stone rolled down, crushing the three civilians who could not dodge into a bloody ball.

"Bastard!" Cao Ren couldn't help but curse when he saw the tragic situation in front of him, "The stone is heavy. Don't you know how to use a few more hemp ropes?! If the stone is broken, how can you build a village?!"

Cao Jun, who has not mastered the technique of using gunpowder to dig stones, it is not easy to obtain a stone.

At the earliest, the rocks were heated and contracted. They first burned the stones with fire, then splashed water to cool them down, aggravated the rocks' cracks, and then repeated this to obtain the falling stones. However, the rocks' cracks are very random. They may collapse after burning for a long time, and it is impossible to produce on a large scale.

Then, a method of using natural cracks of rocks was studied, first wedged along the cracks with thin stone flakes or wooden sticks, and then pried open the rocks through the lever principle. However, this technique is too restrictive. If there is no gap or the gap found cannot pry up many stones, it is also a claw.

Later, someone invented the method of hitting, which is to use the native edges and corners of the bedrock as a tabletop, and use large stones to hit rocks from the edges and corners of the bedrock. However, this method can only obtain small and fragmented stones. If you want to obtain large, regular stones, only after the iron technology appears...

So if a civilization wants to make stones, it must first have the skills and tools to make stones. If you can open a stone without anything, then you can say a hammer?

The stone used by Cao's army now uses iron drills and axes to make a shallow crack on the stone, and then inject iron wedges at a certain interval, and crack the stone into a strip-shaped stone billet through two rows of iron wedges horizontally and vertically. Finally, the stone billet is repaired and made into a more regular rectangular rectangle. This thing is troublesome. Whether it is to be knocked down or transported, it requires a large amount of manpower, so it was finally transported to Danjiangkou Water Village, but it was broken, which immediately made Cao Ren feel unhappy.

As for the labor service of the civilians who were crushed to death by a stone, what is that?

『Speed ​​up the construction speed! Light a torch! Day and night!』 As soon as Cao Ren got off the horse, he kept issuing orders, 『The military camp cannot be completed, no one can fall well! Speed ​​up! Send more people to boil rice paste and use all the blue brick stones!』

If it is autumn and winter, then the wooden stakes can be covered with mud and dust, but when the rain is about to come down, no matter how dense the wooden stakes and fences are nailed, they cannot stop the invasion of the rain!

If the soil layer that has finally been rammed is soaked in water, wouldn’t all the previous efforts be wasted?

Must grab time!

Cao Ren stood at the height of the military camp and looked around. His guards stretched out like tentacles, and beat them around like a whip. He immediately increased the construction speed of Danjiangkou Military Village by three points!

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Wang San knelt on the cold rammed earth, his knees were sunken in the rammed earth, and the gravel hurt his bones.

His hand was pulled into the tamper and suddenly he touched a finger.

A finger that fell here in unknown time...

Wang San picked up the finger and suddenly felt that the finger looked familiar.

There is a clear scar on this curled knuckle.

This is Li Erlang's finger!

When he was hunting on the mountain, Li Erlang pulled him in danger and left this scar!

『Li Erlang, your fingers…』

Wang San searched for his chaotic and disordered memory, and then suddenly remembered that Li Erlang was dead...

Fingers with scars fell down.

When the stone rolled down yesterday, Li Er pushed him, but he was like the ears of millet that were crushed by stones during the autumn harvest, and the bones and rammed earth were forever condensed together.

Li Erlang saved him twice...

However, Wang San couldn't even help Li Erlang collecting the body.

The large corpse was dragged away, and no one cared about the small pieces and fragments, and there was no time to take care of them. They were smashed into the rammed earth.

The moment of death after the stone rolled down, the blue veins on the side of Li Er's neck were still engraved in his eyes. At this moment, the finger that had blocked the god of death for him was stuck in the loess in a twisted posture, as if he was telling Wang San something, indicating something...

"Stamp the seventh layer! Then you're going to fill the grout! Move quickly, hurry up!"

The military supervisor's voice exploded ten feet away.

Wang San watched the newly fallen loess waterfall pouring down, and hurriedly reached out to catch the finger, but couldn't catch it.

Loess took the lead and swallowed the broken finger.

As the loess rolled, Li Erlang's broken finger was like a drowning hand stretching out from the water, rising and falling.

Wang San grabbed a few times in a row, but failed to catch it. He just grabbed a handful of floating soil.

"The dog is cheating and cheating!"

The military supervisor saw that Wang San was not working, so he snatched it over a few steps. The short stick fell on Wang San's backbone, making an empty and muffled sound, and the old wounds formed blood scabs with new wounds.

Wang San fell to the ground and then got another kick.

"What are you doing?! Pretend to die?! Fill the soil quickly!" The military supervisor cursed, "If you don't work hard, I will beat you to death!"

The pain stimulated Wang San trembled for a moment, then he got up mechanically, waved the wooden pestle woodenly, watching the newly felled loess gradually covering the blue-gray fingers, as if covering Wang San's own body and soul.

The sky became more and more gloomy.

The roars of Cao's soldiers came from his ears.

For some reason, perhaps in order to ignore the physical pain, Wang San suddenly remembered what a ascetic monk who came to his village before, and what a specific word was said. Wang San forgot it, but remembered that it roughly means that people have three lives, and the suffering they suffer in this life is the sins they committed in the previous life.

What song was the ascetic sing?

Oh, I remembered it.

"In this life, I carry the sins of my previous life, and in the next life, I carry the sins of my current life..."

A cow and horse!

People are all cows and horses carrying corpses in the samsara.

All the people are cows and horses...

Bull head, horse face.

Wang San looked at the groups of scavenging crows rising in the direction of the valley, and suddenly understood what the ascetic monk said...

When you die, there will be a cow head and a horse face to welcome the cow and a horse.

Each layer of rammed earth is embedded with unclogged souls, illuminating the Danjiang River water into the color of the yellow spring.

The red and black flags of the big man floating above the military camp appeared in the twilight as if they were dry lung tablets, dirty and ochre red.

The wooden pestle became heavier and heavier, and blood was oozing from Wang San's nails.

Wang San didn't know what evil he committed in his previous life, but he was so arrogant and horse in this life.

So what about Li Erlang? What kind of evil did he commit?

The wind blew the stench of the corpse floating in the valley and pounced on Wang San's face, making him unable to open his eyes.

By the way, there is also the valley...

All have committed sins?

Everyone...

Oh, everyone except those noble nobles are all sins committed in their previous lives?

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To be continued...