At the southern end of Wells, the new province of Burgundy, Art, who thought he was far away from the center of power, did not know that he was already in a whirlpool. He was reviewing the maps drawn by various survey teams in a temporary camp at the foot of a barren mountain beside the road.
"The second group, the direction of the stream you drew is wrong, and the distance between the two hills is also wrong. If the distance on the map is wrong by one finger, the distance on the ground will be off by a thousand feet. In the future, dozens of acres of land will be missing from the government's land book. Look at how much land has been erased from this draft map. Dozens of acres less? "
"Fortunately, you are all apprentices from the parish school, and I have taught you how to draw maps. How did you listen to the class?"
"Art threw the second group's map over, "Tomorrow, the second group will re-check the map of this area."
"You should learn from the third group. In order to make the survey as accurate as possible, they burrowed in the thorn bushes for a long time under the scorching sun, and climbed to the top of the mountain to overlook the entire area. Although the icons were a little rough, the accuracy was very high."
"The third group will each receive two beers tonight."
Yate put down the map book and said earnestly to everyone in the camp: "You are all the elites I selected from the civil affairs ministries. This time I personally took you out to survey and map the terrain to train you, be more attentive!"
All the officials bowed their heads in shame.
"Okay, let's go back and repair, and continue pushing south tomorrow."
After waiting for the quiet in the tent, Art lay down on a wooden folding armchair. This folding armchair was made by him in the carpentry workshop under his own guidance. It folded like a wooden board and was unfolded and spread with a blanket to form a small bed. It was very suitable for marching and traveling. The carpentry workshop has made a large number of imitations, specially for the officers in the army who can enjoy the military tent alone.
Just about to take a nap, there were rapid hooves of horses coming from the north of the camp... Lord Odo, who was staying at the Military Affairs Office, thought that this letter was too important to shelve it, so he ordered his soldiers to deliver it quickly. "While Ron was reporting, Art had already read the secret letter written by Count Galvin.
“Sir, what’s going on in the north?” Ron asked.
"The Marquis asked us to be more patient and not to provoke the Lombards for the time being. In addition, the Marquis asked me to practice archery diligently and invited me to hunt with him in the east next year." Art put down the secret message and savored it carefully.
"Hunting in the Eastern Region? The Marquis also likes hunting?" Ron was not impressed.
"Ron, I'm afraid I can't lead you to map out our new territory. There will be prey in the north that falls into a trap, and we have to prepare to accompany the new king on the hunt."
Ron just doesn't know.
"Okay, let's send an order for everyone to come to my tent after dinner. I have new arrangements."
Evening.
“Ron will follow me back to the north to deal with more important matters, and the escort soldiers of the survey team will be handed over to Matthew. All the officials will stay and continue the survey and mapping. I will send someone to lead everyone after I return to the castle tomorrow. Remember, it is better to be slower than to be more precise. In the future, land reclamation and construction of castles and villages will rely on the maps in your hands..."
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山谷木堡，迎接亚特南行归来的不是威尔斯伯爵夫人洛蒂深情的拥抱，而是一声惊天巨响和满天乱飞的木板瓦片。
There was a big explosion in a heavily guarded wooden house at the foot of the hillside on the east side of the wooden castle...
Att hurriedly jumped off his horse and rushed towards the wooden house with Ron and Odo's messenger soldiers.
“Don’t get close, there may be danger inside.” Art stopped Ron and the other two who were about to rush into the courtyard.
For four years, the powerful gunpowder that Art had been secretly researching for four years finally came out.
It was really shocking, the whole wooden castle was shaken out...
Cooper, the governor of the government and Art's old butler, who had just finished treating the wounded, walked into the castle lord's mansion with a tired look on his face. "Sir, the alchemist can't die. He was knocked unconscious by that kind of thing and he hasn't woken up yet. He One of the two apprentices was blown to pieces on the spot, and the other seemed to be fine, but now the guy was extremely excited, saying everywhere that they had created the God of Thunder, and he was going crazy. The two soldiers in charge of martial law were slightly injured and sent to the hospital. I went to Doctor Farnaz for treatment."
"Fortunately, as you requested, the courtyard was far away from the wooden castle and was entirely made of wooden structures. Otherwise, the flying stones would have injured the people in the wooden castle."
"The yard has been cordoned off by the army. The cause of the accident has also been found out. The apprentice who was shattered failed to obey your strict order and did not touch the iron rod first when taking out the black powder from the clay pot."
“Sir, that courtyard is under the direct jurisdiction of the government. I am fully responsible for the death and injury of so many people. Please punish me.” The old man in his fifties had tears in his eyes.
Matt stood up from the chair behind the official desk, walked around to the old man, patted his shoulders, and pushed him to sit on the wooden chair in front of the desk.
"Old guy, you have been with me for seven years, and you have always done your best. My evaluation of you is still the same up to this moment. This accident is not your fault. However, this matter is under the direct control of the government, and someone must be responsible. I will fine you two months' salary."
Cooper felt that the punishment was too light, but Art raised his hand to stop him. "The next three things are to be done. The first is to block the news and give a hush order to everyone who knows about it. The second is to save the alchemist with all his strength. From today on, send someone to protect the alchemist at all times. Call me as soon as he wakes up. He will change the world. Third, give a secret order to the Continental Trading Company. From now on, the Continental Trading Company will add a secret mission - to collect sulfur and saltpeter at any cost, and transport them back to the cave east of the wooden castle for secret storage. "
"Old guy, sir, I'm going to take off." Art couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart.
Old Kubo nodded slowly.
亚特想起了什么，「对了，那个亢奋的学徒震伤了内脏，你让托马斯医士给他看看能不能救回来。」
「嗯，嗯？」
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…divide each livre (pound) of gunpowder into one hundred units, of which the proportion of α material is ten units, the proportion of β material is fifteen units, and the proportion of gamma material is seventy-five units...Gunpowder must be stored in sealed wooden barrels and driven away with white lime..."
After writing on one piece of thick parchment, Art slowly wrote on another piece of parchment, "...the alpha material is sulfur, the beta material is charcoal, and the gamma material is saltpeter...The characteristics of sulfur are..., saltpeter is abundant in...the characteristics are...the simple production method is..."
There are not many words written on the two pieces of parchment, but it took Art a whole morning.
The two pieces of parchment will be deposited in the government treasury and the Beiguan Army Fort Arms Warehouse respectively.
"Here comes!"
"My lord."
"Hurry and prepare your horses and rush to Wellsburg. I'm going to the weapons workshop."
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