"Their movements are too slow!" Even a small soldier of the Chinese army can laugh at the speed of the Turks as much as possible!

They sent 20,000 people. It took ten days to dig a trench around the city that was less than ten kilometers long!

Go ahead at turtle speed!

What can be done in ten days?

The Chinese gave them an example: 50,000 people were used to build a 120-kilometer-long double-track railway from Suez to Cairo, which was completed in ten days!

This is an unprecedented speed. The Chinese are fighting against the sky, no one bargaining the price, no one talks about anything, the construction site is crowded, the general takes the lead, the small soldiers are rushing to do it, and the migrant workers collectively faint on the construction site!

The railway is fast to be repaired and to be dismantled faster, and it will be completed in five days!

The main purpose is to transport the removed rails from the rails by horse-drawn carriages while dismantling them, walking one section, dismantling one section, and transporting them back to Suez. The efficiency is very high.

Iron is valuable, a strategic material, you would rather throw it in the sea than leave it to the Turks.

The railroad track counts the ball, and Cairo New City was completed in three months.

In terms of construction speed, in this world, is there a higher construction efficiency than the Chinese?

On construction costs, in this world, is there any construction cost more competitive than the Chinese?

On the construction of city walls, in this world, is there anyone who is better at doing this job than the Chinese?

There was the Great Wall in the past, and Cairo New City is but one of the endless "Chinese speeds" in the history of China's construction. In the future, more historical records will remain in the history of China's construction!

In the southeastern country, labor has never been underestimated. Leaders personally do carpentry and build boats at home, drive their own boats to fish and farm fields, and the queen grows vegetables and raises silkworms.

Every spring when the royal family comes to plant trees, even in Southeast Asia, where the rain and the sun are blessed and the green area is large, they cut the trees, but they will replant them back and never let any piece of land fall.

Either planting crops or planting trees, this is a truth that all children know in the southeast country --- the southeast country specially set up an Arbor Day. On March 10th each year, public units must organize personnel and schools to organize students to go. Planting trees, people dig pits and plan the soil, put in saplings, cultivate the soil and water, is this labor or something?

The upper person is like this, what else can other people say?

To survive, work is glory!

In the Ottoman Empire, religion was the highest priority, and the devout and faithful could go to heaven. Hardworking authors were never the mainstream!

Didn’t you see that those imams who specialized in chanting were all upper-class figures? Where to go, even Vizier and Pasha have to give them face?

Well, Cairo doesn't count. The red-eyed Fahad Pasha is worried that his life is gone and he is still taking care of others, so the imam is still sent as a death squad to fill the gully!

If it's not for being hungry and their family members need to support them, they can sit down and recite all day long, otherwise they will be ungodly!

In such an atmosphere, all BS labors up and down, the officers stand on the sidelines, the soldiers will not come to help, the migrant workers work slowly, no matter how hard you work, no matter how tired you are,

Suddenly, the entire construction site came to a halt, and people put aside their work and stopped doing all of them.

This is not a meal, but it's time for prayer!

People washed their hands, knelt down religiously, and followed the clergy in religious activities.

Religion is an important part of people's lives there. Naturally, it is right. But in terms of labor efficiency, it is like a big machine operating. Through running-in, everyone divides labor and cooperates, and gradually cooperates with each other. When they step into a better situation, they suddenly stop.

When it restarts, the machine starts up, and when it finds the kind of tacit feeling, it stops again, rages, fades, and exhausts.

As a result, labor efficiency cannot be improved, people are lazy, and it takes ten days to dig a ditch!

For more than ten days, Keqing Aboud, who was staying in Damascus, was responsible for overseeing the ordnance. He asked craftsmen in the city to build trebuchets, ladders, rushing cars, well fences, shields and other materials. The delivery date is approaching day by day, but only a small half of the materials needed are prepared!

Regardless of how he and Fahad Pasha are brothers, the relationship seems very close, but when the task is not completed, Fahad Pasha will not let him go!

The reason is very clear: Fahad Pasha is almost dead, he still cares for the lives of other people?

Abd became anxious to get angry, and a small bubble appeared on his lips, and he couldn't stop drinking Chinese green tea to reduce the fire.

Anxious is no use, "What? Do you want to stop me from praying?"

In the trebuchet workshop, a strong craftsman asked in a loud voice, and looked at him with slanted eyes.

"Don't dare, don't dare!" Aboud said in a low voice.

The anger in my heart was recommended by Farhad Pasha. Aboud was a Liva, that is, Liva, equivalent to a major general, and he did have his identity.

That craftsman was called Feralas, and his identity was a "white Ding", that is, an ordinary person.

On the road, if he doesn't make way for Abboud and dares to be disrespectful, Abboud can catch him.

But in the workshop, the craftsman yelled at Abd. Abd had to be careful and swallow his voice, because Feralas was one of the few masters in Damascus who knew how to make trebuchets!

Gradually entering the age of firearms, everyone is using cannons, and less and less people understand the manufacturing process of trebuchets. Feralas knows how to make trebuchets. Abd can only please him desperately!

Staying in the Chinese government, dare not to listen to the master's words, send him to jail, naturally someone will teach him how to be a man!

But in Damascus ~lightnovelpub.net~Filas said that he always prayed. Why, do you want to prevent believers from getting close to God? ,

I dare not, dare not!

The hatred in Aboud's heart, he had to ask for a craftsman in his dignified status as Liwa.

As a matter of fact, Abd had anticipated this situation a long time ago. The method he thought of was to let the local government come forward and "invite" the craftsmen to work in the barracks.

That is to say, before the army, the artisans are like fish out of the water, and they can only be killed by them.

For ordinary cities, Aboud is always detrimental, but in Damascus, there are many powerful and powerful, and he is not enough to see him as a Liwa.

Artisans are wealth-generating machines for the nobles. How can the nobles abandon their small profits because of national affairs?

You want to be beautiful!

Aboud talked about great principles to the uncles, and he became obedient after touching his nose. The truths of others are more reasonable than him!

He talked with each other in the workshop, but he couldn't talk to their boss behind the scenes. The talk was real money.

He has no good feelings for Damascus, and he is even more angry with the powerful!

In any case, I finally talked about it and exchanged the price of doubling the deposit in exchange for Feralas to make a trebuchet as soon as possible. With the money, this master can stop praying...

Abd went around supervising the construction of equipment, and it seems that the craftsmen have all received the wind and joined forces to increase the price.

Originally, one-third of the price was paid as a deposit, and another one-third was paid after the service was completed, and the last one-third was paid later.

Now they have to give up to two-thirds of the price as a deposit. Even so, seeing the artisans working slowly, Abd felt angry and wanted to take all the artisans out and beat them up personally. He took the whip. Pumping, I want to hack to death all their bosses behind the scenes!

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