Lord Moyu was forced to open

"Domon Saburo!"

"exist!"

"Go put this dynamite somewhere and make a hole in that section!"

"Ah? Sir! Won't the explosives explode on me?"

"Bullshit, can't you run faster?
Stop talking nonsense, are you going or not?"

Feeling the unfriendly gaze of the Song Dynasty supervisor in front of him, Saburo Domon could only nod his head and say "go, go, go", while holding a bag of dynamite that was bigger than him and walking towards a hole in front of him that had been dug specifically for placing the bag of dynamite.

After carefully placing the explosive pack, he took out a match, lit it, then turned around and ran away without looking back!

Before he could run far, a loud noise like the collapse of heaven and earth was heard behind him!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
There was a sudden earthquake, and Saburo Domon, who was running wildly, fell to the ground involuntarily. Invisible air waves spread above his head. Saburo Domon could even clearly feel countless flying stones shooting from the sky above his back. If such force hit his body, he might get a hole in it on the spot!
After a long time, the shaking slowly stopped and the surroundings returned to calm. Domon Saburo, who was almost buried by earth and rocks, slowly climbed up from the ground. Without bothering to brush off the dust on his body, he quickly turned his head and saw that the huge rock behind him that was originally located in the middle of the mountain had been completely blown up.

Seeing this, Saburo Domon immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

This is not the first time he has done this kind of work. They have always been the ones to do such dangerous things, and those who are lucky can do it eight or ten times without any problem.

Those who are unlucky may fail in just one try!

Only people like them know how dangerous these things are.

But there was no way. In the Song Dynasty, the Song people were too precious and the Song officials would never let them do these dangerous jobs.

Correspondingly, those non-dangerous jobs will not be given to the Japanese to do.

Fortunately, danger also brings opportunities. Although they did all the dangerous things, the Song people were also generous.

For work like this, you will be paid one tael of silver for each time you do it, and if someone dies, you will be compensated with twenty taels of silver as compensation.

Domon Saburo was lucky. He had earned ten taels of silver in half a month since he came to the Song Dynasty. This money was enough for him to buy a few acres of land, marry a wife and become a farmer after returning to Japan.

The premise is that he can go back safely.

People in their line of work have to keep their heads on their belts.

Someone might be fine in the morning, but lose a task in the afternoon.

How lucky you are to be able to come back safely after surviving so many dangers!
Saburo Domon doesn't know, but at least he is still alive for now.

After Saburo Domon went back to report the results, the surveillance camera looked at Saburo Domon with a surprised expression, and Saburo Domon knew why he had such an expression.

Because on the first day that he was assigned to work for this construction worker, the supervisor said vaguely that he might not be able to hold on for long.

But he had weighed it again and again and successfully got ten taels of silver from him.

No wonder the supervisor was so surprised.

After confirming that the mission was indeed completed, Wang Erlang no longer cared about the bad luck of this little Japanese. As it was getting dark, he had to get out all the broken stones before dark so that he could continue digging the tunnel tomorrow.

After asking the Song workers who were resting on the side to quickly clean up the rubble from the explosion, he took out a black iron round plate from his arms with a big "1" written on it. This meant that a dangerous mission had been completed. With this thing, he could exchange it for silver in the logistics department.

Domon Saburo hurriedly put away the iron plate, then stepped aside and watched the Song people clean up the rubble.

There were countless people like him on this long construction site. Less than ten days after the railway started construction, Domon Saburo knew that only two of the five people from his hometown were left. One of them was him, and the other was a famous sprinter in their village. He survived by running fast. But Domon Saburo could no longer care about that.

Now—he can only take care of himself!
……

Bianjing!

The palace!

"How is the progress of the railway in Gaodong County?"

Zhao Jun had just finished reviewing some memorials sent by the cabinet and turned to ask Wang Huai'en who was standing beside him.

Wang Huai'en immediately replied: "Your Majesty, the Gaodong railway has been under construction for ten days. Currently, more than 160 miles of railway have been laid. It is being laid rapidly towards Liaobei County and Nanyang County. It is expected to be laid to Nanyang County in two months."

Listening to Wang Huai'en's report, Zhao Jun couldn't help but frowned, and then asked: "Are they now paving all the way from Gaodong County?"

Wang Huai'en nodded.

Zhao Jun immediately shook his head and said, "This is too inefficient. How long will it take to complete the construction of this railway?
In this way, they were divided into two parts, one part continued to shop from Gaodong to the border line of Liaobei and Nanyang, and the other part was transferred to the border line to start shop directly!
Just pave both roads together and connect them at the end! This will also be much faster.”

Wang Huai'en heard this and said, "But Your Majesty, if this happens, the rails will not be available."

The reason why so many people were mobilized but only more than 100 miles were laid in ten days was because the number of tracks was limited. Otherwise, only this much would have been laid.

Zhao Jun nodded seriously when he heard this:
"That's a problem."

After a moment's silence, Zhao Jun said, "How about this? Let's mobilize the private iron smelting workshops to help smelt the ore, and then send the smelted ore to the Tiangong Institute to be processed into qualified rails, so as to speed up the process."

"Your Majesty, this will inevitably require more manpower." Wang Huai'en said with some concern.

In response to this, Zhao Jun simply waved his hand and said nonchalantly:

"If there aren't enough people, then recruit some!

I just don't believe it. We have money and food, how can we not be able to gather people?"

"My slave understands!"

Wang Huai'en nodded helplessly.

Soon, another imperial decree was issued. In order to speed up the laying of the railway, the court decided to recruit another 200,000 people to help transport the semi-finished iron and the rails made by the Tiangong Institute to the Nanyang Railway laying site.

Similarly, the team was soon full again. What the Song Dynasty lacked the least was people. Just like what Zhao Jun said, as long as one was willing to pay, there would be no shortage of people to use.

After the second group of people joined the work, the speed of laying the rails suddenly increased, and the progress was changing with each passing day. If you could take a bird's-eye view at this time, you could see the junction of Gaodong County, Nanyang County and Liaobei County. The two railways that looked like long dragons were extending rapidly and were about to connect with each other.

On the Song Dynasty side, the railway was being laid in full swing, and on Gubar Island, a battle that brought together the strength of the last few tribes on Gubar Island and 30,000 soldiers from the Song Dynasty had already begun!

Nearly 80,000 people, fighting each other on the jungle-covered island of Gubal! Fighting desperately for their own goals!
……

(End of this chapter)