The general's decision to go west was really a helpless move, but he didn't think that this westward advance would become the beginning of the Republic Navy's dominance of the four seas.

—The Autobiography of Terry, Vol. 28

The clouds in the sky are getting lower and lower, and the snowflakes have begun to fall from the sky, and the snow that could already see the dead grass is now covered with snow again.

Even though it was noon, visibility on the plateau would not exceed 100 meters, and the occasional strong wind mixed with the cold snowflakes stinging on the face.

However, all this could not stop a long team from moving forward, and although each of them carried a lot of burden, the pace under everyone's feet did not stop in the slightest.

Although their faces were full of exhaustion and were flushed by the cold wind, they were still full of confidence and strength, and their rough skin and chapped lips seemed to be their medals.

This is an army marching quickly, although there is no stirring marching song, no encouragement from the commander's shouts, the whole team just marches forward silently. But the orderly footsteps are more majestic and beautiful than any stirring march.

As can be seen from the green epaulettes on the shoulders of these soldiers, this team is the remnants of the revolutionary army who have left the Mingguangbao Basin.

"Newspaper... To the Major General, the front ... About 5 kilometers is the meeting point agreed with the lieutenant of Truy. ”

At this moment, a signal soldier on his skis slid in front of Major General Oprah panting, and he didn't care about straightening out his breath, and immediately saluted and reported.

"Take a break, you've worked hard, kid, you go and rest first."

Major General Oprah returned a military salute.

"Major Davis, you go and order the scouts in the forward, let them go to the reserved place to meet Second Lieutenant Terry first, and the rest rest of them rest in place for half an hour."

All the soldiers did not care that the ground was cold and snowy, and all sat on the ground.

Some soldiers, whose faces were red from the cold, hurriedly picked up the cold snow and rubbed it back and forth on their faces to prevent their bare skin from being frostbitten.

More soldiers took out and opened the water bottle they carried, gently scraped it directly on the snow around them, stuffed the clean snow floating on it into the water bottle, and when it was full, they put the water bottle into their warm arms, ready to melt the snow in the water bottle by relying on their body heat.

"Lieutenant Sean, come over here."

Glancing lovingly at the soldiers sitting on the ground, Major General Oprah did not sit down to rest, but beckoned to Lieutenant Sean.

"Report Major General."

Hearing Major General Oprah's greeting, Sean hurriedly put down the few backpacks he was inspecting, and ran to the front of the Major General to stand up and salute.

"Lieutenant Sean, how long can the remaining ammunition in the troops last for the battle?"

Now the remaining strength of this revolutionary contingent is less than 800 people, although in this evacuation, except for those brought by Katlov, no other soldiers have experienced combat, but after all, the evacuation was too hasty, and the ammunition supply in the ranks is not very sufficient.

Although after leaving the basin, the possibility of encountering the Imperial army is very small, but this is the I'an Plateau, no matter which route they take, they are likely to encounter a large force of local forces, although these local forces are stragglers, but most of them are cavalry, once they encounter these people, whether they win or lose, they will consume a lot of ammunition.

"Report to the Major General, because of the supplies sent by the Major General before, each soldier now has about ten base ammunition, and it should be enough to save a little."

After coming out of the basin, Lieutenant Sean was in charge of the logistics of the entire team, so he was very clear about the current supply situation of the troops.

"Well, what about the food?"

Hearing Sean's report, Major General also relaxed slightly, but when Major General Oprah saw that all the soldiers were just sitting there resting, but did not see a single person eating, he couldn't help but chuckle in his heart and quickly continued to ask.

"This ......"

Hearing such a question, although Sean did not give a clear answer, the wry smile on his face and the helpless shaking of his head still made the major general understand that the team had run out of food.

"Guard, bring me the map."

Although the morale of the fighters in the revolutionary ranks is high and they can hold on for the time being, it is impossible to last long, so the major general can only think of a way around here.

"Lieutenant Sean, come and tell me about this place."

The map was densely packed with military terms, and the major general was pointing to a herdsman gathering point that Lieutenant Sean had previously scouted.

"Report to Major General, this is the territory of a local high priest, and the manor where this priest lives is in this area, and Major General means ......"

Seeing the direction of Major Oprah's finger, Sean, who already knew the map well, immediately understood.

"Well, after the rendezvous with Terry, you and Davis will lead half of the soldiers to visit the priest, if he doesn't welcome it, hehe, this kind of exploiter who keeps serfs in captivity is just right to train the soldiers with guns."

"Understood, Major General."

Although Major General Oprah only said that they should visit the priest master, how could Sean not understand the other meaning of Major General's words.

You must know that this noble sacrificial "master" is a famous landowner in this area, and he has raised thousands of serfs in captivity to plant barley and graze yaks for him. And such a "fat sheep" is the best candidate for "fundraising".

Half an hour passed quickly, and the soldiers packed up and set out on the journey again, probably because of a half-hour rest, this time the team moved faster.

At this moment, in an abandoned camp about five kilometers in front of the team, two people and two horses were roasting fat whole sheep in a dilapidated house.

"Terezab, I didn't expect your trip to be so exciting, but it's a pity that I didn't get to see it with my own eyes, so don't leave Nabu alone next time."

While flipping the roast whole sheep in his hand, he kept complaining in his mouth while wearing a thick sheepskin jacket.

"Okay, okay, you've said this 100 times. I promise you that we will go together next time there is a move, but I have to remind you that when the major generals come, you will have to listen to me, because from now on, you will no longer be the unrestrained herdsman you used to be, and you must abide by the rules and regulations of the army, understand? ”

Terry, who was constantly "changing" out large cardboard boxes on the side, solemnly reminded Nabu that although he had told Nabu some basic military regulations on the road before, Terry knew better that it was difficult for Nabu's big head to remember so many military regulations.

"Trezab, you've said it a hundred times. Anyway, you can do whatever you say, as long as you don't leave that cloth alone. ”

Sure enough, Nabu didn't have the heart to memorize those cumbersome military rules at all, and while saluting Terry in return, he pulled out his waist knife and pulled it on the roast sheep, but he didn't even look at what Terry was doing now.