As the construction of the walls continued to rise, reaching seven or eight meters, transporting these giant stones became increasingly difficult.
Even relying on brute force to move them proved both time-consuming and labor-intensive.
Instead, it’s better to create labor tools that improve efficiency.
Ehrelo looked at Lynn, full of questions, and asked, "Master Lynn, what is a pulley mechanism?"
In his mind, there were only memories related to some wheels and pulleys.
A fixed pulley doesn’t save effort but can change the direction of force.
A moving pulley can save effort but cannot change the direction of force.
Then there is the pulley group...
However, it doesn’t matter.
He may not remember those memories, but Heavenly Artifacts does.
Lynn picked up an Iron Hammer placed beside him and instructed an apprentice to bring out a glowing red piece of high-quality iron. Thıs text ıs hosted at 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹✦𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖✦𝓷𝓮𝓽
The hammering collisions between the Iron Hammer and the iron block produced a crisp sound, echoing throughout the Blacksmith Shop.
Sparks burst out from the point of impact, scattering everywhere.
Knowledge about pulley production surged continuously into Lynn’s mind and swiftly integrated.
A short moment later.
The complete set of knowledge regarding pulley production had perfectly integrated with Lynn.
Lynn looked at Ehrelo and explained.
"The most important part of a pulley mechanism is the pulley wheel and the pulley axle..."
Seeing Ehrelo’s face full of confusion, Lynn showed no emotional change.
A pulley mechanism is not something of this era.
Ehrelo’s lack of understanding is quite normal.
Immediately, Lynn picked up a piece of charcoal and began sketching on the nearby wooden wall.
Watching Master Lynn’s arm move back and forth, the outlines gradually emerged on the wall.
Ehrelo’s eyes inadvertently widened.
A black outline appeared in Ehrelo’s eyes.
Evidently, to make it easier for himself to understand the pulley mechanism, Master Lynn had deconstructed it.
A metal pulley with grooves, running through the pulley is an iron axle, with brackets fixing both the pulley and the axle.
And the critical part that connects the heavy object to the pulley and transmits force—the iron chain.
It seems simple and easy to comprehend, but Ehrelo knew that forging a pulley mechanism is not easy.
After explaining in detail the key points of pulley mechanism production, Lynn stared directly at Ehrelo.
"I need a pulley mechanism that can lift ten thousand pounds of giant stones, needing just three thousand pounds of pull!"
"I need ten of these pulley mechanisms and I’m giving you three days."
With such detailed blueprints, if Ehrelo still doesn’t know how to produce them, Lynn might consider finding another person to manage the Blacksmith Shop.
Ehrelo said nothing but squinted at the drawing on the wall.
As a villager in Master Lynn’s territory, Ehrelo certainly knew what these were for.
They were naturally for building the walls at the mountain forest pass!
A short moment later.
Ehrelo withdrew his gaze, looked at Lynn, and said in a deep voice.
"No problem, Master Lynn, but... I need you to provide me with more manpower!"
"Of course," Lynn nodded and said, "I’ll provide you with thirty more people; you handle how to use them yourself."
The work of Forging the Round Shields naturally cannot be halted.
This is linked to the entire territory’s military strength!
Ehrelo’s face relaxed a bit, and he glanced at the apprentices next to him.
Ehrelo shouted loudly, "Everyone, we have a new task..."
After Ehrelo’s speech, a dozen blacksmith apprentices began to work.
Lynn looked at Red, who nodded knowingly and left the Blacksmith Shop.
In just a few minutes, thirty sturdy men arrived at the Blacksmith Shop.
Handing these men to Ehrelo, Lynn picked up the Iron Hammer and continued Forging.
His Forging experience had already increased substantially and soon could reach the next level.
The sounds echoed continuously in the Blacksmith Shop, rising and falling rhythmically.
A pulley mechanism appeared in Lynn’s view.
Because it was just forged, the pulley mechanism appeared silver-white overall.
Lynn slid his right hand over the central axis of the mechanism, creating a slight piercing sound.
It was the sound of metal rubbing against metal.
A string of text also emerged before Lynn’s eyes.
[Pulley group to be installed]: Composed of multiple fixed and moving pulleys, the amount of effort saved depends on the number of rope segments bearing the weight, usable for construction etc.
Looking at this pulley group, Lynn nodded in satisfaction.
The forged pulley group only needed to be installed to be used in the construction of the wall.
This would accelerate the Construction of the walls!
Although it took almost a day to forge this first pulley group, it was because the entire Blacksmith Shop was still unfamiliar with the process.
Following the completion of this pulley group, three days was ample time to forge ten pulley groups.
Beside him, Ehrelo stared at Lynn, waiting for his master Lynn’s final judgment.
Lynn nodded and said, "Use this pulley group as a reference and start producing with all your might."
Receiving Master Lynn’s affirmative response, Ehrelo’s tense mind instantly relaxed.
Yet he showed no slacking, affirming, "Yes, Master Lynn, I promise to forge ten pulley group mechanisms within three days!"
Lynn responded with a sound, then walked out of the Blacksmith Shop.
By this time, the sky had gradually dimmed...
Lynn had just forged one pulley group mechanism, and a full day had passed.
In the clearing among the forest.
Over a hundred people sat around bonfires, resting.
An iron pot was set up over the campfire, continually boiling, wisps of steam wafting out.
Visible chunks of meat were rolling within.
In their hands, they held chunks of deep brown jerky, gnawing repeatedly.
Despite this, their faces were still full of weakness and fatigue.
Looking at the members of the Iron Blood Brotherhood, Hall’s face was full of worry.
They had been relocating for over half a month!
Although they attacked many villages, never lacking food and water sources.
The prolonged marching left them exhausted.
Continuing , even if they could endure, their horses could not.
Gulping down the jerky, Hall stepped toward the burly figure not far away.
Squatting down, Hall sat directly beside the knight.
He was about to speak when Anthony’s centipede-like scar directly intruded into Hall’s sight.
His breathing became heavier involuntarily.
Suppressing the tension within, Hall forced himself to speak, "Lord Anthony... we cannot continue any longer!"
Anthony’s gaze shifted towards Hall.
Hall took a deep breath and continued, "If we keep relocating, our team will fall apart!"
Anthony still didn’t speak.
Hall said, "The Iron Blood Brotherhood needs to recover, needs to expand its strength, or else facing enemies we’ll be like scattered sand."
Anthony’s mouth opened slightly, a hoarse and low voice rising, "So... what is your plan?"