The sound of horse hooves hitting the road made Henry a little irritated. If possible, he wished he could grow wings and fly straight into the city of Lovington, and then tell everyone about Woolley's "misbehavior" in Saltmarsh Town.

Seeing him like this, Turles smiled and said, "Henry, this is not like you. I have known you for a few years, but this is the first time I see you frowning for so long. Do you have so many things to worry about?"

Henry sighed and said, "Woleglin is wary of you. He tried to win over Baker, and he obviously put a lot of effort into suppressing me and Hubble. Otherwise, why would Hubble go to Lovington so early?"

Tours nodded. Judging from the current situation, this was indeed the case.

Henry continued, "Don't think about it, the masters in Lunvington. Not to mention that Wuleglindo is the number one in Salt Marsh Town, we can't compete with him just based on his identity and background. If you want to make him lose, you should at least provide some help. I don't even have the confidence to rely on just a few words."

You are telling me this, and you want me to convey it to you. Turles nodded and thought to himself.

Henry glanced at him and saw that Tours just nodded without expressing his opinion. He felt even more depressed and simply waved his hand: "Forget it, forget it. Anyway, I am tired of being a tribune. I might as well just treat this trip as a resignation."

Tours was startled, thinking that Henry was just a town tribune, there was no need for him to go to the city of Rovington to resign, he could just keep it in Saltmarsh Town. Although he thought so in his heart, Henry was on his side after all, and he had to comfort him since he was so depressed.

"Henry, don't be discouraged. When we get to Rovington, there will be someone who can deal with him." Tours thought for a moment and added, "It's still more than a day's journey to Rovington, so there's no need to rush."

Obviously, Tours' words had no effect. Henry did not say anything after hearing them. It was not until the evening when the carriage was about to enter Baiguo Town, the planned resting place for the night, that he looked up and asked, "Tours, you should be familiar with Baiguo Tavern, right?"

"Of course." Tours smiled. "Otherwise, why would I come with you, Henry? I know more about what you think and do in the entire Salt Marsh Town than anyone else."

Henry didn't take it seriously. After laughing, he asked, "Why don't we do it again?"

"That's fine with me," Turles shrugged. "Just stay out of the salt fields."

"Of course." Henry raised a sinister smile.

…

Baiguo Town is a big town, one day's journey from the city of Lunvington and two days' journey from Saltmarsh Town. Because it is located near the intersection of horse trails, many merchants and travelers stop here to rest every day, so the prosperity of Baiguo Town is the highest among all the towns under the jurisdiction of the city-state of Lunvington.

Baiguo Tavern is the largest tavern in Baiguo Town. It is also the tavern with the best business and the most complex customer base in the town. It also runs a hotel business. Its owner is Sok, Sok Puo.

In addition to being the owner of the Baiguo Tavern, Sokpuo has two other identities - the governor of Baiguo Town and the leader of the Grey Wolf Bandit Gang.

But people usually only know his first identity - the governor of Baiguo Town.

In the eyes of others, Soke, who was in his early fifties, was a kind-looking guy who was diligent and humble, and managed Baiguo Town in an orderly manner.

Of course, these are just what Sok deliberately wanted everyone to see and think.

Baiguo Town is very safe. Even safer than Baiguo Town is the Baiguo Tavern. Even the most vicious bandits would not come here to cause trouble, because if he really did such a stupid thing, then at least within the jurisdiction of the city-state of Lunvington, he would become the first choice of attack for other bandits - because the Baiguo Tavern itself is a liaison station for bandits to exchange intelligence and accept "invitations".

What kind of invitation? Naturally, it was to attack villages and towns, rob merchants, and kidnap people and goods.

Here, making an "invitation" not only does not cost money, but in many cases you can even get paid for it - as long as your information is accurate and the person accepting the "invitation" actually gets benefits, they will naturally not be stingy. Of course, if your "invitation" is a trap, then prepare to endure their wrath.

Henry decided to issue an invitation. He had done this before, and more than once. Tours had naturally done it as well. When there were some things that were difficult to do by himself, it was best to let the bandits do it.

When Henry and Tours' carriage drove into the huge carriage yard of the White Fruit Tavern, the two servants waiting at the door of the tavern hurriedly greeted them with a flattering look on their faces, because the emblems on the side panels of Henry and Tours' carriage indicated that these two were not ordinary citizens, but officials.

Tulse and Henry walked into the tavern with high arrogance. This was not Lovington or Saltmarsh Town. There were neither high officials nor Woolley here. Of course, they could hold their necks high and act arrogantly.

When the two of them walked into the tavern as if no one was around, they naturally did not notice that, beside an ordinary carriage on the left side of the carriage field, there was an old man with silver hair and flowing white beard, who was squinting at them.

After a while, a woman in a simple gray robe and a long scarf on her head walked quickly to the old man and said, "Teacher Xiban, the children are all settled."

"I see, Puya. Did you see that black carriage? Engraved on the side panel is the emblem of Salt Marsh Town. It's the official carriage for officials."

"Is it the young master's subordinate?"

"It must be, but for some reason, I just feel that the two people who got off the car are not good people. Come on, let's go to the tavern and take a look."

"Okay, Mr. Xiban."

…

A makeshift shed, two tables, two chairs, a large cash box, a large wooden barrel, an assistant and four militia soldiers serving as guards - this was the configuration that Woolley gave to Baker.

Although the conditions were simple, Baker did not care. Besides, as long as he could make money, Baker would be able to accept the conditions even if they were twice as bad.

Baker is very busy now, and he is very busy. Since Wu Lai beat the assembly drum that day, Baker started to get busy.

In fact, there are only three things he needs to do: keep accounts, calculate accounts, and fill out documents.

But these three things were enough to keep him busy, because there were so many people involved.

Let me put it this way, except for the salt workers and the old and young in Salt Marsh Town, everyone who could wield a hoe or carry a basket joined Wu Lai's fortified city plan.

One of the core elements of the Fortified City Plan is defense. Without defense, there can be no Fortified City.

According to common sense, the defense is naturally a high, thick wall, and then a row of arrow stacks on the wall, and then a large number of archers are deployed behind the arrow stacks. Not only do the archers shoot their arrows accurately, but they also have endless energy and endless arrows...

However, all these are difficult to achieve in Salt Marsh Town. First of all, stones are hard to come by, and we cannot just demolish all the houses. Even if the stones and labor are solved and the project progresses well, there is not enough force to defend it. One of the bandit group's favorite weapons is the bow and arrow. If the townspeople who have never been trained are driven to defend on the parapet, the bandit group only needs one round of arrow rain to cause heavy casualties in Salt Marsh Town. By then, there will be wailing everywhere. Not to mention defense, I'm afraid even the city gates will be overturned by the angry people.

If the people were not allowed to defend, it would be impossible for the dozens of militia soldiers with only half-hearted military skills to fight the bandits head-on and win. In previous battles, these guys would either use their numbers to bully lone bandits in street fights, or run away and hide somewhere.

Besides, even if there were enough archers, there would not be enough arrows to defend such a large area. Although Yanmarsh Town had a small number of households and a small population, a circle around the town was about five or six miles long. Such a long line of defense could not be maintained by just one or two hundred people.

But these difficulties are no problem for Wu Lai.

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Lack of stone? No problem, I can do without it.

Lack of defensive strength? No problem, I can just reduce the defensive range.

Now, even the progress that Wu Lai was most unsure of was guaranteed, because even he did not expect that the townspeople would burst out with such great enthusiasm. No, perhaps it was not just because of the enthusiasm, the incentive of wages must also be taken into account...

There was no need for stones because Wu Lai had no intention of repairing the retaining walls. Not only did he not repair them, he also had them all torn down. If he was not the consul and had a reputation for cruelty, Wu Lai would probably have been drowned in the saliva of the townspeople just for this matter - many townspeople wanted to come to his house to question him or even spit in his face, but when they thought of the scene of slow slicing, everyone backed off.

Let's see what this consul can do. Everyone thought so at the same time.

Of course, Wu Lai couldn't do anything fancy. He just led Guru, Baker and a group of urgently selected foremen around the town, waved his hand, and drew a big circle.

This circle instantly extended the original five and a half miles of Yanmarsh Town's defense line to ten and a half miles...

"This is the defense line I planned. What do you think?" Wu Lai raised the drawing in his hand and asked everyone.

These foremen immediately nodded in approval. It is worth mentioning that their approval was absolutely sincere, because Wu Lai's new line of defense was not built by bricks, but by digging - digging a protective canal around Salt Marsh Town. Due to the lack of water resources in Salt Marsh Town, this protective canal could only be a dry canal.

The canal protection planned by Wu Lai is twenty cubits wide and twenty cubits high, which is equivalent to the five meters by five meters in his previous memory. This width is enough to ensure that human power cannot cross it. As for the height, it would be a bit difficult to jump in and climb out. With Wu Lai's personality, how could he not arrange spikes at the bottom of the canal? Defeat the enemy with one move and kill with one blow, but this is Wu Lai's favorite.

"Sir, are these three...city gates?" a young foreman asked, pointing at the blueprint.

"You're right." Wu Lai nodded with a smile and said, "It's not just a city gate. There is also an arrow tower on each side. In the past, Yanma Town was difficult to stop bandits. First, the protective wall was broken, and second, there were no decent defense points. The ten-mile canal protection and the row of chevaux de frise on the inner bank of the canal made it difficult for bandits to cross. They could only go around the canal protection and rush to these three arrow towers."

"Look, at these three points, there are two arrow towers flanking the city gates, forming one. They are high up and have a wide field of vision. Five archers deployed in each arrow tower are enough to repel the enemies outside the city gates."

"Sir, six arrow towers and the city gate arches will require a lot of stone. Where can we find so many good stones?" asked another foreman.

"Why not?" Wu Lai laughed. "There are a lot of large blocks of good stones in the old walls that were knocked down. It's more than enough to build the arches of the city gates and the watchtowers."

Everyone then suddenly realized that this was the reason why the old wall was demolished.

After checking the boundaries, the next step is to draw the lines. After the lines are drawn, the whole Yanma Town becomes busy. The ten-mile canal protection project around the town is naturally a huge undertaking. In such an era, there is naturally no large-scale heavy machinery and equipment to assist, but this cannot stop the enthusiasm of the townspeople. They carry things on their shoulders and in their hands, sweating profusely, thinking about the peace of the town and the harvest of the day. Although they are tired, they are in a good mood...

Two days later, Henry, with a flattering smile on his face, walked quickly into Hodge Duncan's tent.

Almost at the same time, Tours met his cousin Job.

In a large mansion somewhere in the city of Lovington, George was frowning, while Hubble was chattering away on his "accusations".

A little later, in a valley only a day and a half away from Salt Marsh Town, a fast horse rushed in quickly. While controlling the horse, the rider twisted the whip in his hand and shook it vigorously.

"Snap!" The crisp sound of whips echoed through the valley.

After the whip sounded, several figures suddenly appeared halfway up the mountain on the left side of the valley.

The leader narrowed his eyes and looked at the fast horse, with a hint of a sinister smile on his face: "Brothers, the fourth brother is running so fast, it must be... because there is business coming."