dandy city lord

Chapter 212 Ambition!

Yang Hu's study door was suddenly pushed open.

Fatty Luo came in sweating profusely, sat down next to him, fanned himself desperately, and stuck out his tongue.

Yang Hu put down his pen and turned around: "On this rainy day, can you sweat all over?"

Fatty Luo half-lyed in the chair like a dying toad, and replied weakly: "Half of the time going to this city is going downhill, and half of the way back is on the hillside, how can I not be tired."

Yang Hu laughed loudly: "If you tell you to lose weight, you don't lose weight, you know how powerful you are! You are so tired after climbing a slope. Your dragon-elephant strength has been practiced for nothing."

Fatty Luo twisted his body and regained his energy: "Why can your soldiers relax their meridians and activate their meridians and walk like flying with the power of a dragon and elephant, while mine is drowsy. There is a real difference."

Yang Hu chuckled: "For you, I know a word that can describe it. Lazy cancer."

Fatty Luo saw the smirk on his face and knew it was not a good word even if he didn't understand it. He waved his hand and said dismissively: "Fatty is born to be comfortable. You're lazy. By the way, how about your reconstruction plan?"

Yang Hu shrugged: "Okay, we can start when the artisans come over."

Fatty Luo struggled to get up, and walked over: "Let me see how it goes? Check first..."

The study room is only a few steps away. Fatty Luo looked at the majestic city rendered in ink behind Yang Hu, and suddenly stopped talking, his eyes sparkled, and he stepped forward to gently pick up the paper that was not completely dry.

In the majestic mountains, the clouds are misty.

The slender rain is looming, the rain and mist are swept by the wind, and a corner of the city emerges hideously from the mountains, like Chi Fu, a beast in the mountains, waiting to open its mouth to devour people...

Fatty Luo's mind was shaken by that astonishing look.

Fatty Luo's eyelids twitched and he muttered guiltily: "City reconstruction map! Why are you painting like this? I think you'll change your career to sell paintings."

"You are jealous." Yang Hu laughed loudly and got up, pouring himself a cup of cold tea.

Taking a sip of tea, he sprayed it on the drawing paper in Fatty Luo's hands with a puff, and in an instant, the rain and mist on the majestic mountains disappeared slowly in Fatty Luo's eyes, and the picture that exposed the corner of the city just now gradually revealed Out of the city.

Yang Hu said proudly: "On a whim just now, I drew a few more strokes."

After Fatty Luo looked at the full-sized blueprint in his hand, he lost interest and put down the blueprint: "You are showing off."

Yang Hu laughed loudly: "This can't work, that can't work. You are really asking too much. Tell me, what happened again?"

Fatty Luo sat down, "Can two thousand recruits really guard Baicheng?"

Yang Hu put down his teacup and rubbed his face lightly: "Now we have very few people who can guard the city. I will hand it over to Tang Ying. This kid can handle city management, defense, and soldier training with one hand. He is a talent. "

"The reconstruction of the barbarians has been completed. How many people did the fourth brother select from the refugees?"

"About [-], those brought back over there, those from Baicheng. We picked out all the ones that can be used." Fatty Luo said softly: "If it is not enough, dig a little deeper, and it is possible to reach the number of [-]. With the current [-] legionnaires, we still have a shortfall of [-]."

"Now we have more than [-] people, but the number of soldiers in the army is less than one-tenth. It is a bit different from the number of troops that the Bronze City can have. We have to find a way to balance this number."

Yang Hu tapped the table lightly: "It means that only one tenth of them were selected this time. The arrangements here are over. I'll go back and see for myself. There should be someone available."

Fatty Luo pondered: "Is Tang Ying as good as you said?"

Yang Hu nodded: "At present, there is no problem in commanding Baicheng."

"The training of soldiers will expand to between Luoman and Baicheng. After we take down seven more cities, I will personally dispatch them. Some problems need to be corrected. The division of tigers and wolves cannot become tigers and wolves. It's always okay!"

There was a strong confidence in his few words.

Fatty Luo nodded: "At least we must consider the people. Although the current Duan can suppress them for a while, if any trouble breaks out, we will become very passive. Don't underestimate their power."

Yang Hu's eyes flickered: "Is there enough food and daily necessities for housing?"

Luo Jiang shook his head: "It's not enough. Now it's just for everyone to eat a little. The people in the City Lord's Mansion are already exhausted. Fang Yunsong is thinking of a way, and there should be a reply soon."

"The current reserves are used to ensure the soldiers of the legion. According to what you said, high-intensity training requires enough food, and the gap is getting bigger and bigger. If the Zhang family sends the manpower you need, it will really turn the world upside down."

Yang Hu didn't get too entangled in this issue, and changed the subject: "Do you think it's appropriate for us to develop from the Luoman to the outside? Or from the Murong family?"

Luo Jiang was silent for a while, the sparkle in his eyes revealed that his mind was spinning rapidly, and finally shook his head at Yang Hu: "It's not suitable there."

"The geographical location of Luoman fell into my hands because of its remoteness. The structure limited its foundation for growth. It can be said that there are no people in the two hundred miles there. It is not ordinary to develop it and grow it. Big, even if you throw in the 50 refugees that the Zhang family wants to come, there will be no ripples, you will only ask for trouble."

"The location of Lincheng is developed as a granary, and the layout is only within ten cities. It is impossible for us to capture every city and connect it like Lincheng, Luoman, and Baicheng!"

Fatty Luo showed a few wry smiles on his face: "That's what it means to waste your life and money."

Yang Hu smiled, got up without saying a word, went to the front of the desk to draw a few strokes, dried the ink and handed the paper to Luo Jiang: "Look."

Fatty Luo took the paper, there were just some black dots dotted all over it, big and small, although it looked irregular at first glance, but after a closer look, he found that the distribution of those black dots implied intentions.

A slightly larger black spot must be surrounded by several small black spots... Luo Jiang knew what Yang Hu meant, and his face was a little dignified. He shook his head: "Difficult. And it's no different from the densely populated cities of the family. They all echo each other."

Yang Hu smiled and leaned on the desk: "It's different. The city, the people, the population and the development of the city's economy go hand in hand. Most of the cities we see now are isolated."

"Since we have such a big heart, we shouldn't be so short-sighted."

Yang Hu pointed to the paper in his hand: "A city of ten thousand cities. Every city must be closely connected. Just like Luoman, Lincheng, and Baicheng. Every time we capture a city, we will kill them. Connect, not so many empty spaces."

"The population has been relocated from the mountains, the economy and trade between the cities are active, the population, roads, small gatherings, enough fertile land along the roads for reclamation, convenient transportation, everything is centered on the development of the city..."

Yang Hu looked at Fatty Luo: "You can imagine a huge country connected by cities. Although there is still a distance, that distance is far from the current pattern between cities."

Fatty Luo pondered for a while, then looked up at Yang Hu and said solemnly: "After thinking about it, I can't figure it out."

Yang Hu smiled: "Then we can see it when we make it."

(End of this chapter)