The houses in the town were no longer built using bricks. The houses that were built this way did not look good. They were only used as temporary housing. Now that the brick kiln factory had been built, the houses in the future would be built with bricks.
Suhlen's plan had divided the inner and outer city into five zones. Two residential zones, one trading zone, one military zone, and one noble zone. The two residential zones were divided into the rich zone and the commoner zone. Apart from selling some of the houses to the slaves and commoners, the rest of the houses would be sold.
Other than the trading zone, a large number of shops and a commercial street were planned to be built in the trading zone. The military zone was close to the inner city. According to Suhlen's plan, the city could accommodate 30,000 to 50,000 people after it was completed.
Since they had a good water supply system, Suhlen planned to build a few fountains in the town. Apart from the large fountains in the noble zone and the commercial zone, the rest of the fountains were scattered around the city. Suhlen had already planned everything in advance when the city was being developed. At the same time, he had also reserved a lot of empty land for the development of the town.
The first rays of the morning sun shone on the wasteland. A caravan was traveling through the wasteland toward the Northguard Fortress. The caravan was not traveling at a fast pace. A group of people in tattered clothes was following the caravan. Judging by their appearance, they were most likely refugees.
Since Suhlen had set a rule that only a certain number of refugees could trade with him, the caravans had no choice but to follow the rule. The refugees in front of them were brought here by the caravan. In order to ensure that the caravan would not be half-hearted, Suhlen rewarded each refugee with a Kinnar.
"Daddy Kahn, when will we arrive at the Northguard Fortress?" A skinny boy who looked like he was only 13 or 14 years old asked the middle-aged man leading the caravan.
"Little Kevin, go back to the team and don't run around," the middle-aged man said. The middle-aged man said, "This is the wilderness. There are goblins, kobolds, and gnolls who eat humans everywhere. Their favorite food is tender children like you."
"Daddy Kahn, I've grown up. I'm not afraid of those stinky goblins, kobolds, and gnolls," Little Kevin said while waving his little fist.
"Is that so? Little Kevin has grown up." Kahn smiled and patted his head with his big, rough hand.
"Daddy Kahn, don't touch my head. I'm not a kid anymore," Kevin said unhappily.
"Good, good, good. Little Kevin has grown up."
"Father Kahn, you still haven't told me how long it will take for us to reach the Northguard Fortress," asked Kevin.
"The steward said that if everything goes well, we will arrive at the Northern Fortress this afternoon." The middle-aged man looked at the caravan and said, "When we arrive at the Northern Fortress, we can eat our fill. Little Kevin won't have to starve."
"When we get there, we'll have a house to live in, clothes to wear, and food to eat. We won't have to suffer from the cold in winter, and we'll have meat to eat."
When Little Kevin heard about meat, he couldn't help but gulp. "Is there really meat to eat?"
"Of course, there will be meat for sure," said Kahn firmly.
"Enemy attack! Get into formation!" At that moment, a mercenary on a horse rushed in from the front.
Kahn's expression changed when he heard that there was an enemy attack. He quickly put Little Kevin on the cart and ordered the others to hide behind the caravan. The caravan immediately stopped when they heard that there was an enemy attack. The long caravan began to form a circle. All the mercenaries and caravan guards took out their weapons. Even the strong refugees were organized and given weapons.
Soon, about 15 minutes later, the caravan completed the circle. At that moment, a large number of monsters appeared in the wilderness in the distance.
"It's Gnolls! We're doomed! "After seeing the monsters clearly, the refugees almost broke down when they saw the Gnolls that were everywhere. These refugees used to live near the city. Those territories had been developed for hundreds of years. As long as they didn't leave the city, there wouldn't be any Gnolls. Even Goblins and Kobolds would be killed by the patrolling soldiers. They had never seen so many Gnolls in the wilderness.
"I don't want to die! I'm not married yet!" One of the refugees broke down and cried.
"I shouldn't have believed their bullsh * t and come to the Northern Fortress. I want to go home!"
"Shut up!" The captain of the guards grabbed the refugee who was making the most noise and placed the long sword in his hand against the refugee's neck.
"If you dare to disturb the morale of the troops again, I'll kill you with my sword." Seeing the refugee nod his head, the captain humphed coldly and let him go.
"I'm telling you, the Gnolls outside won't take prisoners. Once the caravan formation is broken, the guards and mercenaries might have a chance to fight our way out, but you will definitely die."
"Gnolls like to eat human flesh. They will kill you and eat you as soon as possible. Don't even think about surrendering! As for running away, the closest Northern Fortress is 30 kilometers away. You won't be able to outrun those monsters in the wilderness. "
"So, you only have one choice, and that is to pick up your weapons and kill all the Gnolls, or hold on until the reinforcements from the Northern Fortress arrive! There is no other choice! "
"If you want to live, pick up your weapons, listen to the command, and fight them!"
"Fight! Fight! "The mercenaries and guards around the caravan roared together. The refugees who were trembling in fear a moment ago also regained their courage at this moment.
Seeing the morale of the troops rising, the captain of the guards let out a sigh of relief. If those people's morale had collapsed, the guards and mercenaries would have been affected as well. If that happened, they would be in a really bad situation.
After boosting the morale of the troops, the captain of the guards hurried to a carriage. There were already two people waiting in the carriage.
"Vader, what's the situation now?" The manager of the caravan asked anxiously.
"We've just calmed them down. The morale of the troops is not bad. We should be able to hold on for a while. There are too many Gnolls this time. We can't fight them off at all. Now we need to light the beacon and ask for help from the Northern Fortress."
"Then light it up. Ask for help from the Northern Fortress. We brought hundreds of refugees with us this time. They are all urgently needed by the Northern Fortress. They will come." The manager of the caravan clenched his teeth and said. Asking for help from the Northern Fortress was not without a price. Suhlen was not a charity. It would cost at least five hundred Kinnar coins.
As the manager of the caravan, he naturally had to reduce the cost to the minimum and maximize the profits at the same time. Selling sugar could earn him four to five thousand gold coins. Paying one-tenth of that was enough to make his heart ache. Unless it was absolutely necessary, they did not want to ask for help from the Northern Fortress.
After making up their minds, no one hesitated anymore. The captain of the guards immediately lit the beacon in the middle of the caravan formation. Thick smoke rose into the air. The weather in the wasteland was clear today. The beacon was clearly visible in the wasteland. Soon, three pillars of smoke rose from the caravan formation.
PS: Thank you, Dawn and Night Rain, for the 100 Qidian coins tip. Thank you, Ximo Rujin, for the 999 Qidian coins tip. Thank you, King, Cold Boy, for the 200 Qidian coins tip.
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