Perhaps because his body has been transformed by the power of time and space, Lao Luo's tolerance for cold and heat changes is much better than that of ordinary people. But in order to appear less outstanding, he still put on a fur carefully made by his subordinates like many people, and in the same way to keep warm, Lao Luo even wrapped the duke's body in a warm blanket - the duke is a northern horse breed, but the black cloud still needs an adaptation period, I don't know if this Hercules horse was born in Smyrna, not some Burgundy, this big guy is still a little afraid of the cold, and it has always been bold It is still cowering in the stable and unwilling to come out.

Lao Luo just led his soldiers around to check the sentry and came back, wiped the sweat on the duke's body, and then put the blanket on its back again, added forage bean cake and light salt water to the manger, listening to the duke's pleasant squeeze, Lao Luo also felt very comfortable, turned his head to look at the big dodging eyes in the stable on the other side, and said with some amusement: "Heiyun, this guy is still afraid of the cold, it seems that it takes time to get used to it......"

"Yes, the Lord. This is true of all horses in the south, but there is a winter that always gets used to it......" Olki also tended to his mount, a maroon Akhal-Teke horse.

Lao Luo's current team is no longer short of all kinds of precious horses, as the best means of transportation in this era, at least for the time being, it is still indispensable. Once in the East, it was difficult to find a suitable horse at a certain cost.

In ancient times, the East was not without good horse breeds, but there was a lack of supporting horse politics - the most valuable horses were castrated as royal mascots, and many problems such as the contradiction between agricultural civilization and grassland civilization led to the complete extinction of many precious horse breeds, which were the pain of many horse breeders until later generations.

With the opportunity to change history, Lao Luo, a guy who likes horses, doesn't want to see such a scene.

Well, again, that's more. As the main general, Lao Luo actually can't do the leisurely of throwing off the shopkeeper, unlike those company directors who invest in dividends in later generations, although he has many subordinates, the basic quality of a group of soldiers is also in line with his expectations, but he still needs to do a lot of things.

For example, what Lao Luo wants to cultivate is not a soldier in the broad sense of this era, but a branch of the army that integrates his combat philosophy and tactical quality, from the person who leads the troops to the person who fights, all the soldiers' bodies, combat skills, brains, etc. need to be sorted out as a whole by him, the main general, rather than the rabble that co-opts the poor like the rogue of this era.

There is no way, who calls an army that can command him as a command?

Therefore, hard work is inevitable.

The first snow came, a few days later than Lao Luo's impression of the later life, but it was also about this season. The same is the cold wind before the snow, the difference is that there is no foul smell in the air like in later generations, and certainly not as much wind and sand as in later generations.

The feeling of snow flakes really falling like goose feathers is no different from later generations, which makes Lao Luo feel that his slightly impetuous mood has also calmed down.

In the past few days since he came out of the underground vault, he has not stopped a series of trivial matters, and he has not even taken care of sorting out the harvest. Seeing that the temperature plummeted and everything was coming to an end, Lao Luo really didn't dare to have any negligence. Tens of thousands of people's housing, food, cold protection, medical treatment, plus security, anything can be neglected, if the army is fine, but if it is said that it does not care about the affairs of civilians, how can he really leave it alone?

Lao Luo is too lazy to be a virgin, but it involves civil issues, and some may only need him to say a few words in advance, which may avoid the loss of human life, such as touching indoor heating in winter to prevent carbon monoxide poisoning, water intake place to prevent the ground from slipping and falling into the well, winter washing and garbage disposal...... And so on, how could he turn a blind eye?

So when it's time to ask, you still have to ask, and you can't escape if you want to do something about it. This is the so-called people in the rivers and lakes can't help themselves, Lao Luo is just a cold face, plus cold-blooded to the enemy, but he is not a real cold-blooded animal.

Fortunately, there must be gains and losses, and there will always be corresponding rewards for paying.

couldn't help but interrogate the civilians, and what Lao Luo gained was the recognition of the civilians for him. If along the way, in the impression of civilians, Lao Luo was a general who was high above and difficult to contact, then now he is a capable person in the eyes of civilians, the kind of capable person who can do nothing, not just an army leader who can give everyone a sense of security.

Occasionally, Lao Luo will sigh in his heart the simplicity of people in this era, but there will be no emotions such as stealing joy, because the psychology of civilians is often uncertain and self-conscious, and it is completely unpredictable what kind of actions can be made when encountering changes. Soldiers who are far inferior to the will they have exercised can keep themselves calm in the face of right and wrong.

Before the heavy snow arrived, the forts around Kuzak City had all been completed, and each bunker not only had a guard post for observation, but also built a rest room, a dining room, a storage room and a sanitary place in the mountain.

Now the men and horses of each school have also been stationed, all of them are soldiers drawn from the garrison battalion, and there is a maximum of one in each dark fort, and at least two of them. Formulating defensive drills, allocating weapons, and equipping short-term consumption of water were all in place in just a few days.

Starting from the morning, Lao Luo and Cheng Shouru have already made rounds around.

It's not that Lao Luo has any "persecution paranoia", but that he understands the current situation better than anyone else. The Ghaznavid Turkmen had been taught a lesson, killed or wounded or lost tens of thousands of men, and plundered a lot of grain and grass, but this alone could never have denied the aspiring sultan Mahmoud from wanting revenge, even though he wanted to blackmail Ashnaduval, the lord of Herat.

Although there is no news from Herat's side for the time being, Lao Luo also knows that the chaos of several subordinate tribes cannot delay each other for much time, as for the loss of some materials, it may be a huge amount for the merchants in Herat, but for Mahmud, who is attacking the Ganges River Valley, it is not a difficult thing to collect grain in the south.

Even if it is difficult to send troops in a short time, Mahmoud can still hook up with Qadir Khan, who is repairing in Kashgar.

As for what the Qadir Khan of the Qarakhanid Kingdom thinks, in fact, it is not difficult to guess, it is nothing more than two kinds of robbery and tentative attack, who doesn't want to take a bite of the meat in his mouth? Of course, it's one thing to eat or not, it's another thing to be able to eat it...... This is a matter of the nature of the steppe people.

Of course, all this is Lao Luo's speculation and analysis, there is no way, there are only two or three thousand people under his hands who can move to attack, and although the sergeants of the garrison battalion have improved, it is not yet the time to really stand alone.

So when it comes to the roots, it is actually a question of whether the fist is hard or not.

If the fist is hard enough, it doesn't take much, only 20,000 cavalry, Lao Luo doesn't have to guess the enemy's thoughts, he can completely plow the court and sweep the holes, and destroy all the guys who dare to reach out to his side.

But for now...... Not to mention the few soldiers, there are still tens of thousands of civilians, and Lao Luo can only choose to cultivate obscurity and sharpen knives day and night, and setting up a dark castle is the method of sharpening knives day and night.

Heavy snow in winter can be an obstacle for the enemy, but it can also cause your own slackness.

Although Kuzak City is good after repair, it is not a real place of recuperation, and Lao Luo can not raise the soldiers of the garrison as pigs, otherwise after continuing to advance eastward in the spring, it will really become pigs and sheep to be slaughtered.

After packing up the harness and telling the groom, Lao Luo led the people to walk on the snow that began to be a little thick, and the road made a "poof" sound with his footsteps.

"Let's go see the children in the boy camp first, will you go?" Lao Luo said casually.

"I'll follow the general, you guys go back!" Alki followed behind Lao Luo, of course, the words were spoken to the other soldiers.

"Hey, Olki, you're thinking about Lusa, aren't you? Green-eyed Lusha looks even stronger than you! Antiano teased in a low voice behind Old Law.

"Olki's taste is good, Lusha's girl will definitely have a son!" The rugged tone came from Brooke, a pro-soldier with thick arms.

"Okay, you guys get out, what to do and what to do!" Lao Luo listened interestingly, and Ben didn't want to disturb, but there were still a few steps to the woodcut of the boys' camp, and he simply drove these guys away, except for Olki.

Lusha is one of the four female men, a typical Thracian woman, with a good face, but strong and fierce, no wonder she is attracted to the Bulgarian Olki.

Walking into the warm woodcarved flute, Lao Luo, who was covered in snow and fur, and Orgie, who was also dressed behind him, attracted everyone's attention, and it took a lot of effort to break away from the children, and he heard Li Ji say beside him: "Mr. El Hesian came to you in the afternoon, saying that he could read the inscription on the lid of the box...... Third brother, what is the inscription? ”

Lao Luo was stunned for a moment, "It's an inscription on a treasure box, I'll show it to you!" ”

After saying that, he turned around and ran, he couldn't help but not care, the inscription on the box in the cave was only noticed a few days ago, and it was handed over to Al Hesian to crack, is there a result?

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