Grey Castle, no winter city.

Because the fortress cannons are inconvenient to transport, when the musket battalion was sent to Langxin and Yongdong to carry out His Majesty’s population migration plan, the artillery battalion rarely freed. In addition to daily training and helping with autumn harvest, non-duty teams can return home and spend this precious leisure time with their families.

Vanne is no exception. Now he is the battalion commander and it is difficult for him to apply for a holiday. He naturally cherishes such opportunities. In addition to accompanying his family and visiting neighbors, gathering with old friends is also an indispensable activity. After all, drinking is not allowed in the army. If you want to have a drink happily, you can only wait until you take a vacation.

After years of development, the prosperity of Wudongcheng's business has long exceeded that of the old capital. His Majesty's initial proposal of the commercial street plan, that is, any houses facing the street are built into two-story shops for rent, and has changed from being unwilling to being popular now. Foreign merchants have entered, selling special goods shipped from all over the country, or converted into hotels, restaurants and taverns. If the convenience market provides essential products for life, then these shops are supplements to enrich life.

Walking on the streets where people came and went, Vannah couldn't help but sigh at His Majesty's foresight. Even if the shouts of hawking around him were heard one after another, the roads in the city were not congested at all. The vendors would not pile up shops all over the streets. Everyone was walking through the stone-paved walkway, and the carriages ran between the black roads, and everything seemed in order.

He remembered that when the construction team first paved the lines and built roads, many people did not understand why the streets were built so wide, especially the separation of people and carriages seemed unnecessary. Now it seems that the plan is just right, just like His Majesty foresaw this scene in advance.

After passing through two main roads, the "Lucky Cannonball" tavern appeared in front of Vannah, which was also the destination of his trip.

When I walked into the store, someone limped out from behind the bar, "Sir, you are here!"

"What sir? That's what the army calls you. You're no longer in the First Army. Just call me Vannah." He smiled and hugged the visitor and patted the other party on the back. "How is your business recently? It should be pretty good, right?"

Compared to the other party's name, the nickname Tieguai was even more impressive to Vanne. In the fierce battle at the night of Tower One half a year ago, in order to regain the artillery position occupied by the devil, Tieguai, who was still in the artillery battalion, led a team to charge against the enemy, but was sent through the abdomen to the legs by a spear, and lost consciousness on the spot. Although he was saved by Miss Angel afterwards, he was unable to recover completely due to too many missing parts. The whole right leg had to temporarily press a piece of iron stick as a replacement, and Tieguai's nickname was also passed down.

After retirement, Tieguai received a subsidy, and together with the accumulated salary, he opened this "Lucky Bomb" tavern in Dongcheng District, which is also a common place for the First Army to gather during the holidays.

"There is a reduction in rent during the injury period, which is enough to support the family." Tieguai Ruo's hands, "Of course it would be better if you could come here a few more times."

Vannah felt a sense of relief, "That's enough to wait until I quit, or become you. By the way, have the Rona brothers and the others arrived?"

"It's all upstairs, I'll take you there."

"No, no, no, no, no, you should do your own thing first, wait until there are fewer customers before coming up to have a few drinks with everyone."

"Uh...is it? Why don't I know?"

"So the battalion commander is him, not you." Rodney curled his lips, "But even so, it will require a lot of manpower and materials. The factories that produce weapons are not under the jurisdiction of Lord Iron Axe."

"No, by making, I mean improving existing guns," Vanne said the more he felt his thoughts clearer. "No need to bother the weapons factory, nor add burden to the administration department. Just have a skilled worker to help."

The other three people looked at the grapefruit.
Chapter completed!