I led the Goblin Culture to victory.

Chapter 197 Taking the First Step

"Huh? There really is a river outside the wall!"

"I told you it was true! But you wouldn't believe me!"

"What a huge forest..."

"It's a little scary."

"Don't look! Don't forget we can't spy on what's outside the wall!"

The people naturally noticed the gap in the stone wall.

With such a large gap right there, it's impossible to ignore it.

Some were surprised by the river outside the wall; some seemed to have heard of it before but were not believed by others; and some were terrified by the towering trees and vast forests that stretched as far as the eye could see outside the wall.

Several women directly covered the child's curious gaze with their hands.

"Come with me, we still have one last road to build."

As she spoke, Li Mosi walked towards the door that had been pushed down.

Ziyi, Zian, and the Holy Maiden followed immediately.

Farol stood there, stunned, watching Li Mosi step onto the collapsed door and the four of them walk outside the wall.

Then Li Mosi turned around and looked at him.

Should I go out too?

Can I really get out of here?

A string of questions flashed through Farol's mind, his past experiences constantly warning him.

But he answered instinctively.

"Yes, sir."

He took a step.

As the wall drew closer, he suddenly felt his legs go numb, as if he could no longer control them.

ga-

He realized he had stepped onto the collapsed gate as a hard sensation came through the sole of his shoe.

The wooden board made a slight creaking sound due to its deformation.

That was the sound he used to hear when he opened and closed the door.

He looked down at his feet and paused in his tracks.

But then his leg lifted up on its own.

"Is there another road that needs to be repaired?"

Could that road lead to the ruins?

Farol felt somewhat embarrassed.

But he could see out of the corner of his eye that the stone walls on both sides were receding, and he had already passed the collapsed gate.

He walked outside the wall.

Li Mosi felt that Farol's movements were strange.

After stepping onto the wooden door, his gait resembled that of someone who had been lying down for a long time and was beginning rehabilitation training.

"Farol, are you alright?"

Zi'an frowned and looked at Farol, seemingly lost in thought.

"It's alright, sir. I'm fine."

Farol took a deep breath.

"Please give the order."

Even though there's only one stone wall separating us, why is the atmosphere behind that wall so intoxicating?

The villagers piled up the tree stumps and oak trees, and all looked at Li Mosi and his companions.

They could tell from the time that the work wasn't finished yet.

They are waiting for the next order.

Li Mosi waved to them.

"Everyone out here! Pull all the weeds over here!"

Upon hearing this, many of the people instinctively trembled, while others exchanged puzzled glances.

really?

Do we really want to go out?

But this is the lord's order.

"I can pull weeds."

"I can do it too!"

While most of the residents were still in a daze, a few children around six years old ran over first.

The one leading them was the little boy whom Farol had secretly given food to.

Both the little boy and the child behind him have lost their parents.

Otherwise, it wouldn't have been just these few children who ran over.

Many more children wanted to come over, but were pulled back by their parents or neighbors.

Farol also turned to look at his people.

He knew perfectly well why they didn't dare to step forward immediately.

Seeing that Li Mosi was not making any further moves, he shouted.

"Come here right now! This is an order from the adults! Do you want to displease them?"

The first few children who ran out stopped beside him and turned to look at the other residents.

"There are no wild animals here!"

"Hurry up! I want to eat meat tonight!"

They didn't want to displease the lord!

Seeing this, the villagers who were left with only one person in their homes quickly stepped forward.

The thin young man who ate himself to the point of vomiting yesterday was among them, as was the girl who was married before she even reached adulthood.

They are able to eat their fill only because the lord hates their pitiful appearance.

They must follow the lord!

Seeing these people begin to step over the wooden gate and over the stone wall, the remaining people finally took their first steps.

When they walked past the stone wall, they found that nothing had happened.

There were no terrifying beasts as rumored, nor any punishment from the lord.

They glanced furtively at Li Mosi.

All I received were new commands.

"From the gate all the way north to the river, all the grass must be pulled out."

"Yes, sir."

"Yes, sir."

Following the direction Li Mosi pointed, all the citizens immediately bent down to pull weeds, and those with tools casually placed them in the corner of the stone wall.

The toddlers, who couldn't even pull weeds, blinked and looked around.

Li Mosi looked at the children, feeling a sense of curiosity.

For some reason, these children were much more well-behaved than the children he had seen before he transmigrated.

She doesn't cry or make a fuss; she's very obedient.

But he doesn't look like a child with Down syndrome.

I haven't seen any pregnant women experiencing morning sickness.

He doesn't understand, but that should be a good thing.

Have they really made it out?

The stone wall workers, busy removing bricks, and the young people, busy demolishing walls, glanced furtively at the people in charge.

They saw the view outside the wall when they climbed up to work yesterday.

Although they didn't see any wild animals, they still didn't dare to go out.

Even when working on the wall, they tried their best not to let their bodies go over the stone wall.

Even if they reached out their hands, they felt as if an unseen beast was about to pounce and tear them apart.

But these people just went out and started pulling weeds everywhere.

Nothing happened.

"Stonemasters!"

Li Mosi looked up at the stonemason.

"Coming, sir."

The three stonemasons quickly led their eldest sons down from the top of the wall.

Strickland was still the first to charge forward.

"My lord, please give the order."

There doesn't seem to be any danger outside?

Li Mosi watched them gather together and pointed to the river to the north.

"My carriages and horses are coming soon. Quickly go and build a stone bridge across the river so that they can cross."

The river is very shallow; the tribe can easily pull carts across using donkeys, cows, and horses.

But there are metal parts inside the car.

Before the slave-catching team had finished moving their belongings, Li Mosi planned to transport some of the supplies back to the tribe.

Even though cattle and horses always need time to rest, he doesn't want to waste time on vehicle maintenance and repair.

I wonder how well the wheelwright, blacksmith, and carpenter are doing with the wheelwright's work.

"what?"

"this……"

The stonemasons from the other two manors hesitated slightly.

Strickland was clearly bolder than them.

"Sir, is it enough to just send the carriage over?"

Li Mosi nodded.

"right."

"Please, sir, allow me to lead the team. I'm sure I can do a good job!"

Since Stecklin had this attitude, Li Moss and the others naturally had no objection.

He directly led people to build a stone bridge using corbelled bricks.

After selecting the location of the bridge pier, simply clear the bottom of the river channel.

Then lay several stone bricks closely together as a base.

Then stack them upwards into the empty space, offsetting them by one-third.

Unlike the semi-circular arches with open spaces, the open spaces of the corbelled arches are more like small pyramids.

Seeing the relatively relaxed expressions on the faces of the people, Ziyi and Zian recalled the words Li Mosi had once said.

Although there are still some difficulties, they should have successfully gained the trust of their people.

If we follow the analogy of roads often used by our late teacher...

This can be considered as taking the first step.

Once this road reaches the edge of the village, it will be time for them to start building houses.

Once the bridge was completed, the convoy led by the old man came into view.