In the tent of the Eastern Legion garrison, Art depicts to the Legion Commander, Viscount Geoffrey, a tool that can transport goods through thick snow. 77dus

"Sledding? How I haven't heard of this thing. Viscount Geoffrey listened to Art's description, puzzled.

"My lord, this is a kind of cargo transport used by the mountain people who are covered with snow all the year round and the roads are not smooth, it has no wheels, and only the rockers at the bottom slide on the snow, and the mountain people generally rely on human hauling, but they can also be pulled by horses and reindeer. Because low countries such as Burgundy and Provence rarely see the same snow as this year in winter, almost no one uses it. Art explained again.

"Can this thing really carry cargo on the snow without getting bogged down in the snow?" Jeffrey asked again.

"Yes, yes, I'm sure." Art replied firmly.

"That's great, Art, I'll leave this matter to you, go back to Aosta and have the baggage team send someone to make a batch of the cargo transport equipment you mentioned, and then bring over all the food that the legion needs. With food, we can continue to consume with the Lombards. The dark clouds that haunted Jeffrey's mind finally lifted a little.

But Art was obviously not as relieved as Jeffrey, "Commander, I haven't finished my words yet, and relying on the food transported by the sled I said can only solve the urgent needs of the Legion." Because this kind of equipment could not carry thousands of pounds of goods at a time like a horse-drawn carriage, and there were not many carpenters in Aosta, it was not difficult to make such a thing, but it was impossible to make too many in a short time, and besides, the horses and mules that pulled the cart were also quite difficult to pull in the snow, and the speed was bound to be not fast. I thought about it for a moment, with our current strength, we can transport up to six to eight thousand pounds of grain at a time. ”

Jeffrey banged on the table and thought for a while, then raised his head and said: "At present, the legion is in urgent need of food to supply the soldiers, and the morale of the soldiers can be stabilized, even if it is six thousand pounds of food, it can support it for a period of time, not to mention that with this thing, we can also continuously transport grain and grass to carry heavy loads." ”

"That's it, you take a few people to set off and return to Aosta to start this matter, and the food from Aosta will be transported here one day earlier, and we will have more strength to confront the Lombards."

Receiving an urgent delivery of food from Aosta from the Legion Commander, Art returned to the outpost and handed over the outpost to Otto and Angus before heading north to Aosta with a few of his baggage and convoy cavalry.

For the next period of time, the sky above Thorburg was unusually clear, but as soon as the snow melted, a heavy snowfall followed, and the freshly melted snow turned into a frozen layer, so that the snow on the ground was not easy to melt.

Just when the Eastern Legion's food reserves were about to run out, the Legion Baggage Officer and Yat appeared in the north of the Eastern Legion with a dozen or so sleigh carts that were rushed to the east.

This batch of grain was only 6,500 pounds, which would have been enough for the legion to eat for seven or eight days if it had been consumed normally, but in the desperate situation, hope appeared, and the morale of the legion was high.

The soldiers gathered around the dozen or so sleigh carts and watched as bags of grain were loaded into the granary tents.

This time, there was no need for Yate to remind them, and the legionnaires spontaneously guarded the hard-won food.

"Legion Commander, I have a suggestion." Ignoring the fatigue of returning from walking through the snow, Art came to the Chinese command camp to discuss a plan with Jeffrey.

"Sir Art, you have solved a problem for the Legion this time, if you have any good ideas, you can say it, and I will definitely adopt it."

"My lord, when we returned with food, there were soldiers watching us at the head of Fort Sol, and they must have wanted to know how much food we had brought in. If they had known that we had brought in less than 10,000 pounds of rations, they would have concluded that we would not be able to besiege us for long. Yate analyzed.

"Well, you have a point. The reason why the Lombards were able to hold on was because our grain and grass were destroyed. ”

"So~ we're ...... like this"

At noon on the second day, while the defenders of Fort Sol were rejoicing that the enemy had brought less than 10,000 pounds of food outside the city, another convoy of grain of the same size appeared outside the eastern legion camp.

For the next three to five days, every morning or evening, such convoys of grain would appear one after another, pulling grain covered with felt cloth to the camp of the Eastern Legion, and the soldiers would cheer every time the food arrived.

The Lombards suspect that these vehicles are the same convoy that arrived a few days ago, perhaps this is what the enemy used to disturb the morale of the defenders, but who can be sure~

So the Lombards began to panic again.

In fact, the Lombard conjecture is not wrong, since a few days ago Art returned with a dozen sleds, there has not been a grain of grain to arrive at the camp, the Lombard people in the north city saw the "grain convoy" is only the sled convoy pulling hay out of the camp at night and waiting for the next day to return to the camp again.

However, things that are both true and false always make people unwilling to believe them all, but they can't help but believe them.

After creating the illusion that the Legion camp had "tens of thousands of pounds" of rations, the baggage officers returned to Aosta with a convoy of sleds, and soon after, they would again arrive at the Legion with real life-saving provisions.

However, the torment of the Inner Lombards in Thorburg had only just begun.

On the first day, the defenders of Solburg received a letter of surrender from outside the city, informing them that the Lombard army had fought a defeated battle in the south, and that hundreds of people had been killed by the Provençal army, and that the Lombards had abandoned Vilno and retreated to the southern border of Provence, and that the Lombard garrisons in Solburg had become a lone army with no support.

After reading this letter, the commander of the garrison of Solburg had the head of a Provençal captor thrown by a trebuchet as an answer.

On the second day, the Eastern Corps sent a slightly well-fed company to put up a battle to attack Solburg.

However, when the Lombards dragged their shivering bodies from the stone houses sheltered from the wind and cold, holding cold and piercing weapons, the enemy troops outside the city were all around the campfire hundreds of paces away to keep warm, and when the defenders of the city were about to freeze and prepare to withdraw, the people outside the city began to clamor again. The Lombards had to take up arms and hold on to the wall.

When the Lombards were enthusiastic and ready to fight to the death with the besieging enemy, the people outside the city began to gather around the campfire in groups to keep warm.

And so on, the Lombards are going crazy.

What's more absolutely is still to come, in addition to the regular and irregular "siege" attacks, the four walls of Thorburg are an arrow away, every day there are more than a dozen "idle" soldiers come here to build a fire, set up a big pot, cook a pot of steaming food, these soldiers who eat hot food on a bonfire repeatedly sing some country songs of the Duchy of Lombardy every day, the whole TM is the tune of missing hometown and longing for family reunion~

Needless to say, these are the "yang conspiracy" of the wise Yat.

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Chapter 199: "Chu Ge" on All Sides