Under the goblins' direction, quite a few people helped with the installation. After more than an hour of everyone working together, they finally finished assembling it. The two dwarves climbed aboard as well. The areas they had laid out were marked, and some spots did not need plowing, so they needed to be there to guide the goblins. Besides, only they could squeeze into the vehicle.
The vehicle roared over to the designated spot, stopped, and lowered the Gang Plow to begin tilling. Its roar rose again as it drove straight ahead, raising the Gang Plow behind it only when crossing the routes reserved for roads.
As the vehicle advanced, it left a three-meter-wide strip of tilled ground behind it. The dark brown topsoil and knee-high weeds were neatly turned under, while slabs of yellowish soil were flipped up to bake in the sunlight.
Yu Lin Bloodhawk followed the vehicle with a group of people, smiling happily as he walked. Looks like this thing really does have plenty of power! Once we finish plowing, should we convert it into a road roller? Wouldn't it just need to tow an iron roller? Meanwhile, the human soldiers following him and the human refugees called over to help stared with eyes as wide as brass bells, regarding their City Lord as nothing short of a miracle worker.
This way of plowing was simply too fast. Even a hundred oxen could not keep up with this behemoth. Since the vehicle was cumbersome and needed more than ten minutes to turn, Yu Lin Bloodhawk had it keep driving straight ahead. After nearly an hour, it turned around and stopped to let the engine cool.
He sent someone to measure the length of the plowed strip, but a dwarf jumped down from the vehicle and said,