Zhu Zhanji has always had an unripe and unreliable idea.

He always felt that if he built a gunpowder factory under the mountain on the island of Japan, and then produced a large amount of gunpowder and transported it to the top of the mountain to accumulate.

at last.

Send a Japanese man.

The Japanese must bring a fire note.

When he arrived on the hill, he opened the blow-burning stick and threw it into the pile of gunpowder.

Picture...

It should become the most beautiful picture in this world!

But he was a little unsure whether gunpowder alone could make the mountain angry.

And he was even more uncertain about what kind of damage the mountain that was annoyed would cause to the entire continental shelf.

So this idea has always existed in his mind, not even between the fall and the paper and the pen.

Renwan Bay is right in front of you.

The ships of Commander Zheng Zhong's silver-seeking squadron docked in the bay.

Zhu Zhanji was very satisfied with the guns of all warships aimed at the landing.

This is a sign of the Ming Dynasty's promotion of Japanese culture.

It brings a symbol of civilization to the Japanese people in Japan.

No need for the trumpeter to raise the flag.

The banner on the ship had already revealed the identity of the visitor to the Ming army on the land.

After Zhu Zhanji was sitting in a small boat and hit the shore, the political commissar and staff members of the silver squadron had already surrounded him with people.

"Where is Zheng Zhong?" Stepping on the stable land made Zhu Zhanji, who had been sailing on the sea for a long time, feel a different feeling.

The political commissar was the first to answer: "Mr. Supervisor personally brought his people into the mountain early yesterday morning."

Zhu Zhanji was a little surprised.

Unexpectedly, Zheng Zhong is so quick to do things now.

The position of the East China Sea Fleet's military supervisor has come to an end, and there is no way to rise anywhere else.

What about the last time he had a few Japanese women?

Zhu Zhanji thought in his heart, feeling that he was a little bit of a wise lord.

The staff officer followed closely and said, "Yesterday, the military inspector brought people with him, and seemed to be very deep. He sent people back in the middle of the night to ask for gunpowder to open the way in the mountains. Someone came back in the second half of the night, saying that the military inspector had found the ore."

Zhu Zhanji was shocked at the time: "Zheng Zhong is the deputy general! Did he find the ore so quickly?"

The political commissar remembered what the people who came back later last night mentioned, and said with some amusement: "The people who came back last night said that they found the ore at that time. The military supervisor was crying and laughing, holding the ore tightly without letting go, and then took people to search in the river in the middle of the night."

"The number of miners must keep up with the plan. Before the King of Han and Governor Wang completely eliminated and eliminated Japan's rebellious forces, the court will not move our Ming people here." Zhu Zhanji glanced at the Japanese people who were working on the ruins.

Several Japanese women dressed in luxurious clothes were covered in supplies, and their faces were covered with snow-white and dark black, which looked a little scary.

The combat staff reported: "Our army has sent scouts to move to the north and south directions to investigate, and can capture a large number of miners for mining at any time."

The political commissar seemed a little embarrassed: "Taisun, our army has only more than 5,000 people at this time. If the people on the warship are removed, there will be only more than 3,000 people here. If there are too many miners, we are afraid of chaos at that time."

Yu Qian, who was following Zhu Zhanji, chuckled.

He comforted him: "The second batch of Marines have been assembled and are boarding the ship from Hangzhou Prefecture. It is not expected that it will be able to come here soon."

The political commissar and the staff officer lit up: "How many people can there be?"

Yu Qian thought for a while: "The King of Han and Governor Wang are the top priority, but at least five thousand can be transferred here."

"Five thousand..." The combat staff of the Xun Yin Squadron repeated in a low voice, then swept his eyes to the mountains on both sides of Renwan Bay.

"There are probably enough forts and sentry towers on both sides of this place to arrange defense lines along the mine area, miners are supervised and combat preparations are probably enough..."

He said this when he saw the adviser.

Zhu Zhanji nodded: "When the headquarters clears the island of Japan, except for the troops from all over the country, the rest of the people will be drawn to the mining search."

The troops were set up on the island of Japan for the long-term peace and stability here.

The army also collected resources and outputs from Japan's island.

Digging mineral deposits is as important as collecting resources in production.

The political commissar and staff members of the silver squadron saw that the grandson had made a plan, so they stopped talking.

...

Spring is not long before now.

Stepping on the stream that emerges from the bottom of the mountain makes people feel a little cold.

In the deep mountains east of Renwan Bay.

At some point, Zheng Zhong, who had taken off his boots and tied them together on his neck through his shoelaces, was taking the silver hunting team members to go up the stream one deep and one shallow.

The river channel is getting narrower and the water flow is getting faster and faster.

The people behind the team each carried a heavy basket.

In the basket, it was filled with all the ore collected from last night to now.

Although everyone has no chance to close their eyes for a busy night, no one says they are tired.

Even the generals in the army were at the front of the team, turning over the stones at their feet and looking for more ores. The officers and soldiers in the team were even more reluctant to say that they were tired.

"Gold!"

"Come here!"

"Prepare it."

Zheng Zhong, who was bent down at the front and groping in the stream, suddenly straightened his waist.

With a splash of water, Zheng Zhong saw a golden ore that was as big as a fist in his hands.

Dog head gold!

Gold ore rough stone with extremely high purity.

No!

It can even be said that it is a gold nugget with extremely high purity!

The officers and soldiers carrying baskets behind the team hurriedly jumped and stepped on the water to the front.

Zheng Zhong looked at the dog-headed gold in his hand as if he had found a treasure.

"Our family has never seen such a large gold ore in their lifetime!"

"Grandma, we are going to send it out in the Ming Dynasty!"

Although Zheng Zhong's face was very tired and had dark circles on his eyes, his face was filled with a bright smile.

The officers and soldiers who came with a basket on their backs smiled and reminded: "Sir, we are about to reach the source of this stream."

The ores in the river are all rolling down from the upstream under the impact of water.

Once you reach the source, you think you are about to find the location of the mineral deposit.

Zheng Zhong carefully put the dog-headed gold in his hand into the basket, wiped the sweat and stream from his face with his arms, and walked along the river.

I saw a pool of spring water pouring up from the ground among the gravels of the mountain stream.

Under the sunlight, the bottom of the spring pool reflects a charming light.

Golden lights and silver lights.

Under the refraction of the spring water, a wonderful halo is emitted.

"Cut down the open space, resettle the camp, and send people back to report the news!"

Zheng Zhong, who could probably find the location of the mine, sat on the stone on the shore and shouted loudly.

Zheng Zhong’s orders were somewhat wrong.

Because the officers and soldiers of the Silver Hunting Team did not have to work hard to cut down the surrounding trees.

The gunpowder that came reinforced last night was not consumed much when they came down into the river.

The officers and soldiers who were skilled in gunpowder carefully took out the gunpowder sealed with oil paper bags, and arranged a large number of gunpowder bags in the forest that was relatively flat and sufficient to build the camp in the subsequent construction camp.

The leads produced by Riyuetang pass through the gunpowder packs.

"alert!"

"alert!"

"All personnel retreat!"

"All personnel retreat!"
To be continued...