Thinking of this, Bai Liyan (Wei Xian) stubbornly said:

"My lord, I think that between June and July, there is a high probability that there will be heavy snowfall on both sides of the Yongxing River."

"Nonsense!"

Jiang Qian reprimanded, and Hu Mo, Wang Jiu and the others also laughed. Jiang Min motioned for Jiang Qian to step back, frowned and said:

"I have lived alone for more than 40 years, and I have never seen snow in Xianguo, and there is no classic record that it has snowed in Dujun, and Mr. Wei has seen the cold ice made by Lonely, but it is unbelievable to say that it snows in God."

"Lord, if it weren't for the great cold, how could the black scarf armament and cotton clothes be explained."

"It must be a black scarf against thieves." Jiang Qian said again, not only was his obsession with witchcraft not dispelled by the appearance of oil, but became more and more inextricable.

Bai Liyan retorted:

"The cotton clothes are not armor, they can neither block the blade cuts, nor can they resist the arrows, if it is not for the cold, the black turban army can really use immortal magic to make the cotton clothes become iron armor overnight."

Baili Yan firmly blocked Jiang Gan's uprightness, and it was expected that he must have said that the black scarf military witchcraft turned the cotton clothes into armor that could cross the river, and it was really a life-saving body armor, which could float and attack from the river.

At this time, Luo Songting looked back at Baili Yan, but his heart was turbulent.

He blinked his eyes to what Bailiyan had said just now, the Black Turban Army was very likely to try to completely annihilate the Xian Army in Yongxing River, and he also felt that it was impossible before. But now it seems that there is really going to be a blizzard at this moment, and the Xian army is really going to be annihilated.

Seeing that Jiang Qian and Bailiyan were arguing, Luo Songting said to Jiang Min:

"Lord, I think that what Wei Xianfeng said is not impossible."

As soon as the words came out, the tent suddenly exploded, and the most intense reaction was Jiang Qian:

"Mr. Luo, how can you listen to such alarmist words."

Luo Songting has followed Jiang Min for many years, and has assisted Jiang Qian for six or seven years, so he is clear about Jiang Gan's temperament, and knows that Jiang Qian is a little arrogant. Luo Songting changed his tone and said euphemistically:

"Young master, although I don't know how the black turban traitor made the sky snow, if the cotton clothes are not used to keep out the cold, they will have no other use. Although what Wei Xianfeng said is absurd, it is not unreasonable, at this time, even if our army sees through the sinister intentions of the Black Turban Army and searches all over the country, I am afraid that we will not be able to make up 100,000 pieces of cotton clothes. ”

The cotton clothes prepared by the Black Turban Army are two fingers thick, which is the same thickness as the old-fashioned military coats, and is suitable for wearing temperatures above minus 15 degrees.

If the temperature drops to minus 15 degrees, the more than 300,000 troops of the Xian army will not be covered with clothes, even if they are around the stove, they will freeze to death every minute.

There was a dispute in the Guangxin Army for a while, and Zhong Heng, as the governor of the garrison, was inconvenient for him to participate in the internal affairs of the Guangxin Army.

In all fairness, he didn't believe that it would snow on such a hot day, not to mention that there had never been snow in the history of the county. But Bailiyan can be fulfilled every time, Zhong Heng wants to say whether he believes it or not, and he is also worried in his heart, if it really snows, hundreds of thousands of people will really freeze to death.

Thinking of this, Zhong Heng said respectfully:

"Guangxin Gong, I thought that whether this matter was reported to Zhao Shuai for a final conclusion, even if we discussed it high or low, it would not be conducive to the development of the war situation, and I would like to ask Guangxin Gong to see it clearly."

Jiang Min was pacing slowly in place at this time, looking down and thinking that he couldn't make up his mind, at least he didn't believe that it would snow this day, but now that Luo Songting and Wei Xian thought that it might snow, he began to hesitate instead.

"What Governor Zhong said is extremely true, this matter should be handed over to Zhao Shuai for decision, I will wait for the news." When the words fell, Jiang Min looked at Bai Liyan: "Wei Xian, you personally explain this matter to Zhao Shuai, what do you think." ”

"The last general commands."

"Okay, Qian'er and Mr. Luo stay, and you all disperse."

"No!" The crowd spoke in unison, and then dispersed one after another.

When Bailiyan left the camp, Zhong Heng caught up and said half-believingly:

"Wei Xianfeng, are you sure about the snow?"

Bai Liyan frowned and said:

"Governor Zhong, is there a high mountain west of the Yongxing River?"

"Why did Wei Xianfeng suddenly ask at this time?"

"The Governor only said yes or no."

"Yes, there is Miao Tian Mountain more than 40 miles west of Yongxing River, it is rumored that the mountain is 700 zhang high, and in previous years, the king sacrificed to the sky to climb Miao Tian Mountain to worship. Therefore, there are stone steps in Miaotian Mountain, and there are two or three acres of square flat land on the top of the mountain. Could it be that Wei Xianfeng thought that the Black Turban rebels were going to sacrifice to the sky with demonic arts, so that the snow in the world could not be achieved? ”

Bai Liyan smiled bitterly:

"That's right, the Black Turban Army will set fire to Miaotian Mountain, and the sky will be extinguished by snow."

"This ...... Is it sorcery, or is it Taoism? ”

"It's not, it's common sense, but ordinary people don't know it, so they think it's witchcraft."

According to Zhong Heng, the height of Miaotian Mountain is 700 zhang, which is at least 2,200 meters away, and the elevation of the horizon is at least 2,300 meters or more.

The height of Cumulonimbus clouds is usually between 600 and 1,200 meters, the lowest is 1,000 meters, and the 2,000 meters of Stratocumulus is considered high, but no matter what kind of cloud layer, it is below the highest altitude of Myotian Mountain.

If a fire with an area of 2,000 square meters was set with oil at the upper end of the clouds and burned for ten days and half a month, Bai Liyan could no longer imagine what kind of man-made disaster it would be, and he didn't even dare to imagine what kind of person his opponent was.

Riding away from the station, Bai Liyan only took a few escorts to Zhao Xun's camp and reported the matter to him, I don't know how Zhao Xun would react when he learned about it, whether he would think he was crazy.

Not long after Bai Liyan left, Jiang Min asked Luo Songting's opinion again about the snow:

"Songting, how sure are you of what Wei Xian said?"

"My lord, it is a fact that it has never snowed in the capital, and it is also a fact that the black turban traitor prepared cotton clothes, and cotton clothes can never replace the armor, but can only be used to keep out the cold. Since ancient times, Xianguo has never had a cold season, and the reserve of cotton clothes is very small, and if the rebels learn of the snow in advance, our army will be in danger. ”

"But it's really snowing on such a hot day?"

Jiang Min questioned Luo Songting's statement, and Jiang Qian interjected:

"Mr. Luo, it's true that Wei Xian has great talents, but how is it possible to say that it is snowing in the capital here and now. Wei Xian himself said that there is no witchcraft in the world, and the so-called witchcraft is unknown to the world. ”

"Childe, although he said so, cotton clothes can only keep out the cold, so they can't be fake."

Luo Songting suddenly realized a sinister problem in this matter, even if he believed that it would snow at this moment, but there were a few people in the world who would believe that heavy snow would fall on a hot day, and I am afraid that there would be no one.

This is a ruthless conspiracy, even if a knowledgeable person like Wei Xian realizes that it will snow, but no one believes it. What's more, what if you believe it, where will hundreds of thousands of cotton clothes be transported here and now.

The population of the territory under the jurisdiction of Chenling is only a few hundred thousand, and at this time, the thick clothes are requisitioned, even if everyone in the Lingling is stripped away, each soldier can't even gather two thick clothes, which is where the sinister intentions of the Black Turban Army lie.

"My lord, even if you can't fully believe what Wei Xian said, it is better to be prepared than to be completely defenseless. At present, the horses should be sent to the tomb to collect thick clothes, and the soldiers should be ordered to cut wood and collect firewood in case of accidents. ”

Jiang Min hesitated for a long time and said:

"If Wei Xian's judgment is wrong, will Gu not be a laughing stock."

"What my father said is extremely true, unless Wei Xian also knows witchcraft and can predict the prophet, how can he know that the Yellow Turban Army can know that it is snowing."

The burning of locusts made Jiang Min get the nickname of "Locust Gong", if it didn't snow this time, he might be put on the hat of "Xia Xue Gong", and spread it out to let him put his face where to rest.

Seeing Jiang Min hesitate, Luo Songting continued:

"Lord, regardless of whether the snowfall is true or not, but there is always something in the world, if Zhao Xun's army is wiped out, if the lord can protect all the lords, the lord can still retreat into the battle of Chenling, and the only person who can rely on the lord at that time is the lord, and please see the lord clearly."

Luo Songting took the annihilation of the Xian army and the retreat of the Guangxin army to the Lingling as the next policy, which prompted the Guangxin Gong to be tempted.

Imagine that the whole army is dead, only the 30,000 horses of the Guangxin army and Zhong Heng retreated into the Jinling, and there are only 50,000 horses including the defenders of the Jinling, which is more than enough to drag the arrival of the northern army of the Jin army. At that time, the entire Shenling was under the control of the Guangxin army, and it was justified to force him to abdicate on the grounds that King Xian was incompetent, resulting in the loss of hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses.

Even if Jiang Min doesn't believe Wei Xian, but this kind of contingency is a great opportunity to harvest the royal power in one fell swoop, even if the risk is extremely high, but there is no risk in confronting the Black Turban Army right now? The same is the result of winning and losing, and losing and losing all games.

After thinking about brewing for a while, Jiang Min was finally moved, and he said slowly:

"It's okay, take precautions, and leave this matter to Songting quickly."

"No!"

Bailiyan drove sixty miles to the Chinese army late at night, and it happened to be Zhao Xun's return from the camp, seeing that his face was more solemn than before, Bailiyan knew that Zhao Xun was more than capable of strength.

Although Zhao Xun has the talent of a general, it is obviously a little difficult for him to command more than 300,000 troops overnight.

The whole army of more than 300,000 people has complex factions, and there are many people who do not listen to the dispatch, yesterday they beheaded a Zuodu governor, today punished a feudal monarch, and directly stripped the military power and escorted it to the Xian King for disposal.

Although he has the power to kill and kill in battle, killing a feudal monarch is just a matter of one sentence, but the party behind it is Zhao Xun's biggest headache.

"Wei Xianfeng is here for the black scarf army cotton clothes." Zhao Xun's deep voice was slightly old, like a sixty-year-old child.

Bai Liyan saluted, and also lowered his voice and said:

"Exactly, but the general knows that Xianguo does not have winter clothes."

Zhao Xun raised his head suddenly, and the cold light in his eyes made people stunned.

"Why, Mr. Wei also thought of it."

Bailiyan was surprised, did Zhao Xun also think that it was going to snow this day? He cautiously probed:

"I thought that in case of snow, hundreds of thousands of our army would be wiped out."

"Yes...... Yes, it must be. Zhao Xun said excitedly, stood up and left the table, approached Bailiyan and continued: "There were many arguments among the generals before, and some people said that this cotton coat has no other purpose except to protect against the cold, and there is no snow in Xianguo, and a thick coat can keep out the cold in winter.

Afterwards, Ben Shuai also had a private discussion with other generals, and also asked people to go to the Tianjian of the Lingling Division to ask for astrological advice, and they all said that it was impossible for snow to fall in Xianguo. But if it weren't for the cold and snowstorm, what would be the use of black scarves and cotton clothes. ”