Since the opening of the railway, the desolate Hexi Corridor has gained a little more popularity than before.

A number of supply stations have been built along the line, each manned by several railway inspectors.

Early in the morning, Tian Dalang got up from the warm quilt, looked at the few people who were still sleeping on the kang, shook his head, put on a warm woolen jacket, put on a musket, and started the day's work with a waist knife.

Since the Ximen official paid his father's medical expenses and told him about the railway recruitment, he went home to discuss with his family and went directly to the county seat to sign up.

And this is a few years, the construction of the Jingxi Line railway is difficult, and he has been involved in it from beginning to end.

Countless people died on this railway, although those were prisoners of labor reform, but when he thought of the white bones under the tracks, Tian Dalang would sigh.

When the railroad was completed, he became the inspector of the place, in charge of four of his subordinates.

Although he has a lot of money every month, in addition to the pain of being far away from home, he also faces the threat of barbarian bandits.

After eating some hot food, he brought a wine jug, led the skinny horse that had followed him for three years, and patrolled along the railway.

The patrol is very difficult, and it takes two or three days to walk back and forth for tens of miles, which also means that you have to spend the night in the wilderness.

Tian Dalang looked at the sky and estimated the time to reach the first rest point.

Winter days are short, so in addition to rushing as soon as possible, check the condition of the tracks.

If there is a problem in the place he is responsible for, the above will blame him, but it is a very serious crime, and Tian Dalang does not dare to be careless.

The cold wind howled, Tian Dalang wrapped the sheepskin jacket on his body tightly, and cursed the god who couldn't open his eyes.

Suddenly, a rumbling sound came, Tian Dalang raised his eyes and looked into the distance, and sure enough, he saw a black thing in the distance that was heading towards this side.

"Why is there a train at this time?"

He didn't dare to delay, so he quickly tied his horse to a small tree on the side, took out a signal flag and waved it, signaling that everything was normal on the road ahead.

As the train passed, the flute was raised.

Tian Dalang looked at the train in the distance and still felt shocked.

No matter how many times he watched it, he still couldn't believe that this steel monster was real, and he became more and more in awe of the power of the imperial court.

He doesn't know what his family and country are, he only knows that his life has been getting better and better in the past few years, and what a beautiful life it will be when he asks someone to find a relationship and transfer himself to Qinzhou in a few years.

At night, snowflakes drifted in the sky, and Tian Dalang was glad that he had arrived at the first resting point before dark, otherwise it would have been difficult to survive the snowy night alive.

In the wilderness, a few wolf howls occasionally sounded, making Tian Dalang unable to sleep peacefully.

Especially in winter, when food is scarce, hungry wolves will not fear humans at all.

Even with a musket in hand, Tian Dalang felt uneasy.

Early in the morning, when Tian Dalang walked out of the shack, he found that the snowstorm last night was too big, and the railway had disappeared.

His heart suddenly sank to the bottom, and he was trapped here because of the heavy snow blocking the road.

The world is full of white, Tian Dalang is a little desperate, the dry food he brings is only enough for himself to eat for three days, and now he can't go to the village and the store, it can really be said that the sky should not be, and the earth is not spiritual.

He doesn't want to die, he just has some hope for a good life, how can he die here willingly.

"Damn! Isn't it just a day's journey? ”

Gritting his teeth, he pulled the lean horse out of the humble stable, stepped on knee-deep snow, and staggered in the direction of the inspection station.

Walking in the snow is extremely physically demanding, and the snow stuck to your boots is like a thousand gold.

The sun shone on the snow, which was extremely dazzling, and Tian Dalang could only squint his eyes half-squint to prevent his eyes from being damaged under such a strong light.

Tian Dalang became more and more tired as he walked, and the white scenery around him made him feel that the world was spinning, he couldn't walk anymore, kneeling on the snow, his expression was full of despair.

He felt like he was going to die, and he regretted coming here, and if he hadn't signed up, maybe he would be living a sunrise and sunset life in that little village.

In order to build the railway, he didn't even look at the birth of his own child.

The thin horse snorted, as if he couldn't bear to see his master so desperate, and gently bit Tian Dalang's sheepskin jacket.

"Old man, we're going to die."

Tian Dalang's voice trembled a little.

It's just that the skinny horse is just a livestock, how can he react to his words.

The desire to survive supported Tian Dalang to get back on his feet and move forward step by step.

Tian Dalang didn't know how long he had been walking, until his legs were a little numb, and at midnight, he finally saw the inspection station where he had lived for nearly a year.

That lonely house in the wilderness was his hope of survival.

With the last of his strength, he led the equally exhausted lean horse and ran towards the inspection station.

But the closer he got to the goal, the more uneasy Tian Dalang felt.

According to common sense, at least one person should be left on duty at the inspection station at night, and the fire cannot be extinguished, but now there is no fire at the inspection station under the moonlight, and it is like a grave bag in the wilderness.

Tian Dalang entered the inspection station with some trepidation, and the surroundings were quiet, not looking like someone at all.

"Fenghe, Midsummer, Saburo, you're not here!"

All he answered was the sound of the wind blowing in the cold night.

Tian Dalang panicked a little, let go of the reins of the thin horse, and ran into the house.

In the dark room, four headless corpses lay on the ground, their dead heads hanging from the door frame.

Tian Dalang was so frightened that he sat on the ground and ran out of the house.

After calming down, Tian Dalang returned to the house with the courage to look at the corpses of the four people, and stood for a long time.

Early in the morning, Tian Dalang took a shovel placed in the cellar and dug a grave for the four of them on the frozen hard ground.

The muskets and sabers of the four men were gone, as were the food in the house.

The corpses seemed to show signs of abuse, and the death was extremely tragic, and Tian Dalang had already guessed who they might have died at.

Barbarians from the highlands, those who are like wild beasts.

It's no longer safe here, but the road is closed by heavy snow, and it's already a dead death to come back here, and there are still dozens of miles away from the nearest inspection station.

With him alone, a thin horse that could only carry goods, he couldn't get anywhere alive.

Fortunately, there are hidden cellars at the inspection stations, where some important materials are stored.

The barbarians didn't notice it, and there was enough food left for him to last for a while, and he could only pray that the barbarians wouldn't go back until the snow melted.

In the spring of the tenth year, a thousand miles from Qinzhou were sent to Yang Hao.

After Yang Hao finished reading it, Long Yan was furious.