Othua's War Banner

Chapter 28 0028: Vision

"Excellent, your opinion should be written on dungen paper and bound in a gold-encrusted bookcase."

Burke was not hesitant to praise.

"That's not okay," Ken smiled and shook his head. "The counselors of the kingdom will say I am ambitious and send you to the gallows."

"Hey, if you don't have a job, you can come to Norin to give lectures."

He was quite excited at the moment.

As an expert who has been immersed in "town planning" for many years, Burke Bartley has designed many fortresses and cities, and has also studied the architectural styles of elves and dwarves.

That is "developmental"!
With the passage of time, population and economic growth, the original plan may be changed or even overturned, and in reality it is the demolition and expansion of countless buildings.

a waste of resource.

When the kingdom divides the city-states, there must be a designer in the peer staff group.

They tried their best to make the lord's fortress the core, the widening direction of the surrounding houses would not affect the pattern, and the roads could continue to extend outward according to the degree of prosperity.

Supplies of consumables and water sources, distances between streets and barracks.

The most important thing is, if the building is upgraded and renovated, can it maintain the original balance, and how much space is the most appropriate to reserve?
"Perhaps, I am too arrogant to propose such a hasty plan to you."

Burke held up the gold badge on his chest, showing the salute only used among wise men.

His original plan was to draw a line of defense for this small village, use forest land as raw material, and carry out the project without much transportation.

but!

Ken immediately pointed out the problem:
This plan directly kills the possibility of village development, and Santon Kaya will never be able to surpass the size of its heyday.

Then he put forward another idea, not fixed defense, focusing on flexibility and repairability, which can facilitate the entry and exit of troops, and can plug the loopholes in time after being destroyed.

Ken pointed to the drawing and continued to extend the scope of the design...

"If the population exceeds a thousand and the number of houses is not enough, the original part will be demolished, and a second layer of defense will be designed, which can be upgraded into a stone wall. If it continues to expand, it can even become a steel city wall!"

Burke looked at each other over the top of the glasses to confirm that this was not a joke.

Ken continued to point at the sticky map.

His road lines will never be deleted, and no matter how much the population expands, it can continue to be extended.

Each place is circled.

"Land, market, residence, administrative area, first aid station, secret art research institute, livestock farm..."

Progressive and clear.

The newly added buildings in each development stage, the resources that will be used, their origin and transportation direction, are all well-spoken.

He even plans to break through the ice and build a port!
No wonder he is said to be ambitious...

This man's vision surpassed the times. Standing in the ruins, he planned a behemoth that would affect the northern border, and outlined the framework of a magnificent kingdom out of thin air.

Burke paced excitedly.

Participating in such a design, even if it is not possible, will be exciting and sleepless.

"Mr. Ken, you have to tell me, which ancient kingdom is this idea referring to, or is it an excerpt from Proverbs?"

"Well……"

Ken couldn't understand his excitement, scratched his head, and recalled with deep eyes:

"I can't tell. It only exists in my dreams. In a country with an unimaginable population, this kind of basic planning starts with hundreds of thousands of residents."

Burke Bartley raised his arm.

After reading historical documents, he asserted: "It is absolutely impossible, which race can create such a miracle?"

……

After nightfall, someone knocked on Burke's cabin.

"Teacher, haven't you rested yet?"

Mag with wet hair pushed the door in. She passed by and found that the lights were still on, so she knew that the teacher had started a new design.

"Hope it didn't interrupt your work."

"How come, Norlin's Tulip, let me use your clever head to take a look. I dare say that many ideas in it will be recorded in history."

Burke gave up his seat, and the cup of strong tea on the table remained unchanged.

Mag pushed her hair back and leaned over, fascinated by the sight. Even though she was mentally prepared, she was still amazed by the thoroughness of it.

"Well, teacher, is this a sample of a house? It's so beautiful."

Burke nodded, and there are even specific reserved spaces and drainage channels, which are both hygienic and artistic.

"I think Sandton Kaya would be the most interesting village in the North under his rule."

Mag pinched her wet hair and said.

Ken has set up public bathrooms at both ends of the residential area. In frosty and snowy days, there is a steady stream of steam, and hot water is freely available indoors.

Ladies did not expect to have this kind of enjoyment in the wilderness.

"Teacher, do you want to write a letter?" She saw the letterhead on the corner of the table, as well as wax oil and wax made by secret techniques.

Glancing and looking up, there are a few large characters on it: Your Majesty Joshua.

"That's right, I want to introduce this talent to the kingdom, and all scholars and warlocks should come to increase their knowledge."

Burke showed a thoughtful look.

"He's not fit to stay in Palotusby."

McGonagall also supports this point of view. After all, judging from the available information, this impoverished warrior is ambitious.

Sooner or later, Thornton Kaya will come into the eyes of the big tribe.

The high wall delimits not only the border of Palotusbi, but also the cultural traditions, religious beliefs, magic systems, and...

"Old God."

If some people with extreme traditions know that there is actually a southern face that has become a tribal banner, then he will be nailed to the center of the contradiction and endure the hedging of the forces on both sides.

The reason why Meg and her teacher came here.

It was because of the "rumors of the ruins" in the Red Maple Highlands. Such grand events attracted many kingdoms and forces, and crowds flocked to them, driving the prosperity of the surrounding areas.

And behind this incident, there is a man standing at the top of the northern border - Fren Gunduo.

He is an old half-orc man, old-fashioned and cruel, who served Shujisi, conquered the surrounding areas of the Red Maple Highland by thunder, and took charge of the tribe with the most extensive territory.

"Ken wants to build such a huge empire under his nose?"

The room fell silent.

"Oh my god," Mag patted his head, shaking his head and laughing at himself: "What am I thinking, he has less than ten soldiers under his hands now."

Burke blinked, suddenly startled, he also fell into that kind of strange circle.

"Hey, think too much, think too much."

He stepped forward to put away the letter paper and wax, but luckily he didn’t write it, otherwise how would he explain it to the king of Norin——My lord, he is poor and poor, but he wants to perform miracles.

The other party will feel that he has been cursed, or his brain has been poisoned by a wizard!
"We're going to stay for a while, and then go to the Red Maple Heights after the rectification is completed. Anyway, the specific opening time is next month."

According to Burke, the design will take time to examine.

He looked up at his smartest student, and asked suddenly, "By the way, why don't you rest?"

Mag showed helplessness and pointed out the window.

"Listen to me?"

Across the two doors, those well-dressed scholars slept across the street, and the sound of snoring not only came into here, but also echoed over the entire Sandon Kaya.

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(End of this chapter)