The winter days are very short, and the white hair wind blows in the sky, it is not easy to find a sheltered place on the grassland, and it is not easy to find a small mountain bag, Ao Canghai they took out a sapper shovel, and soon shoveled out a clearing, and connected the climbing plow, it became a small car city, the killers inserted their shields on the edge of the climbing plow, where there was a specially designed interface, tents were set up, and the horses were also driven into the bottom of the sheltered slope, Chu Dayong dug a ditch along the hillside to the top of the mountain, dug a hole on the side that could accommodate two people, and repeatedly instructed Yun Yue to drill into the hole immediately in case of an accident, and not to come out until the war was over.

It's nice to be treated like a panda, all right! On the battlefield, it is better to listen to the words of these killers, they have experience in killing. It's a bit embarrassing to say, but the coach may be the one with the lowest force value. Pick up the bow and arrows, push the full moon with the left hand and hold the baby with the right hand. The program is right, but as soon as you let go, you don't know where to go.

I can't help them on the battlefield, I guess it's still a burden, and if they want to have no worries, they have to take care of themselves, which is the biggest help for them.

The bonfire was lit, the orange flames licked the bottom of the pot, the snow in the pot was melting, and after a while, the water boiled, Ao Canghai scooped out a scoop of water, took the bamboo cup and poured a cup of hot water for Yun Yue and Wei Fang, handed it over, and put the scallion pancake on the fire to bake.

Yun Yue and Wei Fang held the bamboo cup and drank it one by one, and on a cold day, there was a cup of hot water and their stomachs were warm all over their bodies. The heat flowed through the limbs, and the cold was dispelled so comfortably that it didn't know where to go.

Some of the killers add rice to a pot of boiling water and bake green onion cakes. Put the jerky into the pan. Busy making dinner. Some of them were carrying feed for the animals, and there were buckets of warm water with salt for the animals to drink. Poor Qi unloaded a bag of beans from the cart, grabbed a handful, and ordered the soldiers to feed some to each horse.

The porridge was boiled, and a lot of beef jerky was put in it. The hard beef is melted away by the hot porridge and softens again. The steaming heat brought the aroma of beef into everyone's noses, and a strong aroma enveloped the whole team.

The rice is not very tasty, and the baked scallion pancakes are a little rejuvenated, chewing dry in the mouth. Fortunately, Yun Yue brought some dried radish. took out some and chewed it with Wei Fang. What Yun Yue eats, the taste is generally not bad. Yao Jia is a smart person, squatting beside Yun Yue and sucking porridge. From time to time, I sandwich a chopsticks and dried radish, and I eat it very sweetly.

Zhang Han blew on the hot porridge and took a sip carefully. A strong smell of beef immediately filled the mouth, and it was warm all the way to the stomach. I took another bite of the scallion pancake, which was a little dry but it was still good to drink with the porridge.

I have never eaten such a delicacy, and the Hou Ye seems to dislike it. I put a little bit of something into my mouth, but I couldn't see it clearly from a distance. I don't know what kind of delicacies from the mountains and seas, and I retracted my envious eyes. Zhang Han drank a big mouthful of porridge. Scalding his neck and glaring, tears poured out involuntarily.

"Boy. Drink slowly! Follow our master out of the house, eat your esophagus to your heart's content, and no one will rob you. Look at your beatings! Chu Dayong came over and threw a few dried radishes into Zhang Han's bowl.

Zhang Han blushed a little, but those guys under his command didn't seem to eat as well as themselves. Some of those who are not afraid of the heat have already begun to serve the second night, and no one seems to be stopping them.

I picked up the radish and chewed it, it was very salty. This is Zhang Han's first feeling, could it be that Hou Ye's family produces salt? The army in Pingliang City can't eat such salty things on weekdays, and it seems that there is still some heat and tingling in the mouth. My mouth is numb, and I have never tasted this taste before. It hurts a little but it feels good. Zhang Han poured a mouthful of porridge hard, and ate another bite of scallion pancake to suppress the burning feeling.

There was meat in the porridge, or beef. Zhang Han was shocked, but he rarely ate beef while guarding the pastoral area. I really don't know how this Hou Ye led the troops, how is it completely different from Pingliang?

I hadn't eaten anything so delicious for a long time, and my father was just a gatekeeper. The few are only enough to support the general's family, and Zhang Han is very good at eating. Since childhood, he has been looking everywhere for something to eat. Every morning, I tried my best to pour urine on the old elm tree at the door, hoping that the old elm tree would produce more elm money for me to eat.

He joined the army at the age of fourteen and killed people at the age of fourteen. At a young age, Zhang Han grew up in the military camp, and his motive for killing people was simply to have enough to eat. The hairpin of the third-level title can have a bucket of polished rice, half a liter of sauce, a plate of vegetable soup, and half a stone of hay. The second-class lord can only eat a bucket of coarse rice, a plate of vegetable soup, and a small amount of salt. It would be nice for an ordinary soldier without a knighthood to fill his stomach.

In order to have enough to eat, Zhang Han worked hard to practice martial arts and try to kill. After hard work, he became a hairpin at the age of seventeen. I can finally eat my stomach, but after eating Yunyue's military meal today, I know that I have eaten pig food all these years.

The porridge in the cauldron was gone, and the bottom of the pot was so clean that it looked like it had been licked by a dog. Zhang Han was a little embarrassed, he hadn't eaten yet. Look at the cauldron of the bearded knife knight, there are a lot of porridge and scallion pancakes. Swallowed his saliva and put down the bowl.

"Yo! It's not enough! Chu Dayong walked over and looked at the bottom of the pot that was so clean that there were no rice grains and shouted.

Zhang Han didn't speak, he didn't understand Chu Dayong's official position. But from the murderous aura, I know that this guy is not easy to mess with, and the lives in his hands are only more than himself, not less than himself.

"Let your people carry another pot over, and follow our Hou Ye to do things, there is no shortage of food. Why did I bring so many truckloads of grain and straw, just to keep everyone fed. What are you looking for? Carry the porridge, our Hou Ye here doesn't have those stinky rules of your Pingliang. Chu Dayong kicked a sergeant next to him, and the sergeant glanced at Zhang Han. Seeing that Zhang Han didn't speak, he took a few colleagues and went to the bearded knight to carry another pot of porridge and came back with a stack of green onion cakes.

Zhang Han was a little moved, there are not many officials who can be regarded as soldiers these days. Even if he has a permanent tooth that loves soldiers like children, he strictly follows the military system in the barracks. Each level can only eat food for each level, and if you want to eat your stomach, you have to kill people with your brain pinned to your belt. Saving energy and giving a little meat every year is a great reward.

"Hey, boy, how did you find your way through this snowy field? Lao Tzu saw that it was all white, and he couldn't see a bird. Zhang Han drank two more bowls of porridge and ate a few cakes. Only then did he feel a little full, and Chu Dayong brought two stoneware bowls. There was steaming hot inside, and Zhang Han took a sip of what turned out to be hot water. The two of them squatted on the ground and sucked hot water while chatting.

"The Huns are all cats in winter in winter nests, usually in mountain cols. The leeward is sunny, and there must be pasture. As soon as the spring is opened, the Huns will leave with their livestock. Go to the distance to graze and leave the pasture to recuperate.

The Xiongnu royal court is no exception, and it can only stay in the winter nest in such weather. Xu is this year, there is another white-haired wind on the grassland, and a large number of Huns, cattle and sheep are frozen to death and have no food or drink. can only come to us to rob, and this is why there is a big battle in Pingliang City. Zhang Han did not answer Chu Dayong's question, but talked about it. Chu Dayong didn't speak either, he was ready to be a loyal listener. Hou Ye sent himself to pull the relationship, not really to hide this kid's secret.

It can be seen that Hou Ye admires this young man very much, and Chu Dayong is an old soldier. It's a mule or a horse, and he knows it without pulling it out.

This kid is a talent, this is Chu Dayong's conclusion. Hou Ye's eyes are like torches, and he can guess at a glance.

"The Huns have a fixed route for their migration every year, and they are all traveled by their ancestors for thousands of years. They placed deer stones along the migration route, which were a rarity in the steppe. It is also the best road sign, as long as we walk along the deer stone, we will definitely find the Xiongnu royal court. ”

"Okay, boy, it's not easy to know so much at this age. Seeing that you are only sixteen or seventeen years old, and you have been a soldier for a few years...... "The two of you became acquainted with each other.

Yun Yue looked at the two guys who were talking happily with a fox-like smile on her face. The famous general of Daqin is still a small hairpin. If you don't get him here at this time, when will you be able to use a group of death row slaves to kill Chen Sheng and Wu Guang, it is worth spending some effort to recruit him.

"What is this bit of food, our Hou Ye's team eats and drinks spicy food. Oh yes, you don't know if it's spicy. It's the burning feeling when you eat radish strips, oh you will be addicted to eating it, eat some spicy food on this cold day, it is simply immortal......

We don't eat chicken, we all eat duck. The duck is roasted in a stove with fruit wood, brushed with sweet pasta sauce and wrapped in lotus leaf cakes. If you add a little more shredded green onions, oops, that taste...... Regardless of the only, you have to eat the rolls. Chu Dayong's boasting made the sergeants under Zhang Han wide-eyed, eager to immediately build under Yun Yue's command and enjoy the taste of the gods.

"Your crossbow arrows can shoot a little more than 300 paces with your pedals. The bow made by our marquis can shoot 280 steps. It's not a hard bow, and the girls can pull it away. And the ballista on the plow, have you ever seen it...... I'm sure you haven't seen any of these leopards.

In bursts, thirty crossbow arrows were fired at a time. Outside the city of Pingliang, there was a big battle with the Huns, which was to shoot the Huns on their backs. 10,000 Huns rode into battle, and most of them died before the battle...... "After blowing the food, Chu Dayong began to brag about the Yun family's weapons.

The turtles under Zhang Han looked at each other, and they all felt incredible. Crossbow Bolt ...... And the serial? Can you draw a bow that shoots at 280 paces? Then what do you want us guys to do!

"See, this thing is called a triangular nail. is the absolute nemesis of the cavalry, and they are all their own brothers. I don't tell him about ordinary people...... When my marquis met the Huns in the north...... Chu Dayong mysteriously took out a triangular nail and began to introduce it in an extremely strange tone. (To be continued......)