wild trail

Chapter 202
When Bark heard this, he laughed and said, "Boss, what kind of work is feeding horned dragons? Hehe, isn't that a woman's job?"

Wang Lang didn't intend to continue teasing, and immediately said: "What position you will have in the future, you will know when the time comes, don't worry, I won't let you down."

The tree bark immediately felt relieved, hehe smiled.

Only the eastern corner of the tribe's wall remained unfinished. Three days later, after the wall was completely completed, Wang Lang personally inspected the quality of this huge project.

The newly built wall was very tall, almost three meters high. Wang Lang walked up the steps to the wall. The wall was more than one meter wide, enough for two people to pass side by side without feeling crowded.

The wall is very strong, and if such a wall does not have effective siege equipment, it is an impregnable fortress.

With the ability of the Raging Fire Tribe, or other known human civilizations, unless they can make a trebuchet, they can only choose the way of ants attaching to the city.

With the level of civilization of those tribes, ladders can still be made.

However, in the siege battles since ancient times, the attacking side often had to risk huge casualties to take down the city. However, with the abilities of these tribes, too many casualties basically meant losing the capital to gain a foothold in this world.

With this wall, his own tribe can be said to be invincible in this known civilization.

The red city wall occupies a huge area and can be said to be the most magnificent building on this grassland. When people stood outside the wall and looked at the wall, everyone was shocked by the fruits of their labor.

Wang Lang walked down the wall, and the soldiers pushed away the heavy planks. When the people saw their leader come out, they cheered enthusiastically.

Wang Lang waved to the clansmen, as if the emperor was inspecting his own people. He enjoyed this feeling of attention. At this moment, he suddenly understood why everyone in ancient times wanted to be an emperor.

"Hang up the planks!" Wang Lang said to the guards beside him.

The guard got the order and shouted to the guard on the city wall: "The leader has an order, hang the wooden board!"

Hearing this, the guards on the city wall lifted a heavy wooden plank and lowered it down along the city wall with ropes, and then a few nimble young men with ropes tied around their waists went down along the wall.

After a while of busy work, the wide wooden board was fixed above the city gate, and on it were two simplified Chinese characters carved with a chisel, Yancun!

After Wang Lang saw the last step was completed, he suddenly felt that this small wall finally had the appearance of a city.

"The two characters on this wooden board are Yancun, the name of our tribe! From now on, our tribe will be called Youyan tribe!" Wang Lang's sonorous voice echoed across the vast grassland.

There is Yanbu, which is Wang Lang's name after careful consideration. Originally, he wanted to use the Huaxia tribe as his tribe's name, but the word Huaxia was too heavy for him.

The beauty of uniforms is called Hua, and the greatness of etiquette is called Xia. Nowadays, the tribe has neither the beauty of uniforms nor the greatness of etiquette. It can be said that it is a barbarian tribe through and through. It's an insult.

Everyone looked at the two mysterious words on the city wall, and murmured in their mouths: "The Ministry of Salt" is an unfamiliar name.

"Boss, from now on, whether it is Yan Village or Linhe Village, will there be people from the Yan Department?" Shupi said excitedly.

"Of course no matter how many villages we build in the future, as long as our people are members of the Yan tribe." Wang Lang said impassionedly.

"Lang, now that the wall has been built, shouldn't it be time to consider expansion?" Lin Huo said.

Wang Lang nodded and said, "It's time to start!"

With Wang Lang's words, both Lin Huo and the veterans who had been on the battlefield became excited, and their moment finally arrived.

"Everyone, our walls have been built and our food has been planted, but there are still countless enemies around us. They covet our food. Only with enough strength can we guarantee that we will come from things that are not easy. Now, we It is announced that for the expansion of the army, all male tribesmen except the elderly must participate in the selection." Wang Lang said loudly.

This news has been spread some time ago, and it is exciting news for these newly joined clansmen.

The status of soldiers is very high in the tribe, and these people all know that their leader has long wanted to attack the fire tribe in the west. As long as he becomes a soldier, when the time comes to attack the fire tribe, As long as you kill a few more people, the credit will come, and status and women are simply at your fingertips.

Following Wang Lang's thorough announcement of the news, the men were boiling, some screamed loudly, and some beat their chests hard, wanting to let these leaders see their own strength.

Looking at the messy crowd, Wang Lang saw that the current situation was like a group of savages gathering. If everyone was given a mace and painted with bright paint on their bodies, it would be no different from the Indian savages in the movie.

Now there are about 160 men in Yancun besides the old people before. Excluding the old and weak, Wang Lang estimates that there are about 40 or [-] men who can serve as soldiers.

If all these people were added to the army, the strength of the army would be multiplied several times.

"The men stay, the women leave, and the four groups gather separately." The guards around Wang Lang announced Wang Lang's order loudly.

The women looked at this group of excited men with envy, even though some of them were stronger than some men, but the leader didn't pay much attention to the power of women, the women were basically on the edge of the tribe, just a It's just a tool to stimulate men to fight.

These people had been in this tribe for so long, and they already knew which tribe they belonged to. After a while, the men gathered around the four of them, Lin Huo.

Wang Lang didn't let Mu Feng and the seven people assigned to him as assistants participate in the selection. He planned to train these people to be carpenters in the tribe. Although soldiers are important, skilled technical talents are also indispensable to the tribe. Or missing.

Lin Huo and the others picked out the old and weak, and immediately made those who lost their qualifications filled with grief and indignation, and some even knelt on the ground and wailed loudly.

Wang Lang remained unmoved in the face of these, and the number of soldiers was not good enough. If these old and weak people were allowed to join in, it would greatly affect the combat effectiveness of the tribe.

The selection was completed very quickly, and the remaining middle-aged men were all very excited. Their emotions were in stark contrast to those who were eliminated.

(End of this chapter)