Some people take the blame, and the morale of the army has stabilized a little, but as long as the problem of food is not solved, it is all in vain.

Although Gao Basi Timur found Hong Boyan Timur to take the blame through the oil head, but in this way, the pressure was completely put on him, and he didn't even have a share of it.

As the leader of the army, the current problem of eating and drinking is firmly placed in front of him.

Headache, helplessness.

Without Hong Boyan, a person who can talk to the Ming army, the Ming army has no hope at all, and can only rely on himself.

The last bit of food I got from Zheng Xiong in the morning was also made, and I was alone, and there was nothing I could do in this snowy weather.

What can I do, just make a fire and roast it, and wait for God's face.

From morning to night, there was no sign of a clear day.

Outside the customs is covered in silver, which is extraordinarily enchanting, leaving a thick layer of snow.

With such a beautiful scenery, it is impossible for Zheng Xiong to hide in the quilt all the time.

I got up at noon, picked up with the people under my hands, and took a look.

They are all very diligent, not as lazy as Zheng Xiong, and still insist on practicing in such a cold day.

At noon, Zheng Xiong was very close to the people and had a big pot meal with a group of officers and soldiers, and then came to the city wall.

Watching the endless prairie overturned by snow, I was so interested that I couldn't help but write a poem.

The scenery of the northern country, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow drifting, looking at the inside and outside of the Great Wall, but the remnant of recklessness, up and down the big river, suddenly lost surging.

That's the end of it, I won't talk about the rest later.

Li Si was still listening to it on the sidelines, who could listen to such a point, and asked hurriedly.

"Master Hou, this song is not finished yet! I don't know if I'll be lucky enough to listen to the masterpiece that follows. ”

Squinted at Li Si, I dare to do it, do you dare to listen?

"You want to listen?"

"Xiaguan listens to Master Hou's masterpiece."

"I cherish the Qin Emperor and the Han Dynasty, slightly lose the literary talent, the Tang Dynasty and Song Ancestors, slightly inferior to the coquettish, a generation of Tianjiao, Genghis Khan, only know how to bend the bow and shoot the eagle."

"Wait, the lower officials didn't hear anything."

Seeing that Lao Zhu was here, Li Si hurriedly stopped talking, looked left and right, and there was no one else, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

It's scary, you're the Hou Ye, it's right, why is this tone so wrong.

The main reason is that the angle of the poetry station is wrong.

Zheng Xiong doesn't care, he just wants to pretend to be a wave, and as for the situation of the text prison, it is not within Zheng Xiong's consideration.

If Lao Zhu really wants to cut people for many reasons, he won't be unable to find a reason, just look at the people involved in the Hongwu four major cases.

There are ways to deal with it.

If you don't close the case, it's just a drag, and see who is unhappy with you, what can you do.

It's a pity that the pretending is not in place, as for letting more people hear it, forget it.

Li Si around him was fortunate to be able to hear it, but it was not necessarily a good thing to know.

Gao Basi Timur's side was completely hopeless.

Looking at the snow-covered grassland, I want to cry without tears.

One noon, I boiled some snow water to fill my poor stomach.

Now the dinner has not fallen at all, and the snow has not stopped, and even if it stops, it is useless.

If you are hungry for such a day, everything will be in vain.

"Wanhu, the officers and soldiers in the army have been hungry for a day, and there are quite a few complaints, whether to get something to eat, so that the soldiers can feel at ease."

The people at the bottom prayed to him, so that Gao Basi Timur came to some spirits, and hurriedly asked.

"What can you do?"

"There is no other food, but the war horse can solve the urgent need in front of him, kill a few war horses, and boil a few pots of broth."

After saying this, the soldier licked his lips unconsciously, Xu felt that it was too straightforward, and added a few more words.

"Such a pot of broth must be able to make the soldiers survive these two days."

"Besides, there is not much forage for the war horses to eat, and sooner or later they will not have to eat, so it is better to kill a few horses first to reduce the burden."

Frowning, Gao Basi Timur's expression was uncertain.

War horses are the best companions of the great army, especially in this steppe.

If there is no war horse, the combat effectiveness will be reduced by at least more than half.

The current situation is that no one has eaten, and while the war horse is a partner, it may not be unable to take on the responsibility of saving the life of the army.

Killing a few horses shouldn't get in the way, Gao Basi Timur thought.

"Okay, let's kill a few horses first, survive this heavy snow, and then you can see what you do."

"Yes."

The food of thousands of people is obviously not enough for a few war horses.

Gao Basi Timur thought that he would kill a few horses and let the soldiers top them and have a hot and good sleep.

But the people below didn't think so, and it wasn't enough for a few horses to get everyone to eat some hot food.

No matter how much he saved, he killed dozens of horses in one night to make the soldiers of the Yuan army barely eat some hot stomachs.

After tearfully drying a bowl of horse soup and eating the only remaining dry food, Gao Basi Timur didn't think about anything else and lay down on the bed.

Nothing was said all night.

The next day, it was still a day of heavy snowfall.

Now that Pandora's box has been opened, Gao Basi Timur heard the advice of the people below and directly asked the people below to look at it.

Let's eat, see if God can't hold it first, or if you can't hold it first, and the future can only be said later.

Although he can't eat enough, with this broth to continue his life, the army can still be stable.

In this way, the horse broth for two meals a day hanged, and the heavy snowy day that had been boiled for five days finally ended.

Yes, it snowed heavily for five days, with occasional pauses, of course, but the weather was gloomy, but the army still couldn't move.

The Yuan army, which had been able to see the moon and the clouds, finally saw the sun, and the heavy snow surrounded the entire Yuan army's camp.

The Yuan army in the inner group cried with joy, and Gao Basi Timur also showed a long-lost smile.

Although the snow has stopped and the sun has appeared, it is still necessary to hide in the camp.

It will take a process for the ice to melt, and now is not a good time to march.

In this way, after a few more days, except for the occasional snowdrift that can be seen, the savannah is basically ready for the army to travel.

Counting the losses, Gao Basi Timur couldn't wait to leave here and find a place to repair and repair.

"Lord Wanhu, in the past ten days, a total of more than 1,000 war horses have been consumed, and the soldiers and wounded soldiers who can't bear it add up to four or five hundred casualties."

"What's going on, why are the casualties of horses and soldiers so high?"

Although mentally prepared, as soon as this number came out, Gao Basi Timur was still a little incredulous, and his face was stunned.

"According to the orders of Wanhu, the war horses were slaughtered to satisfy the hunger, and the army of thousands of people barely filled their stomachs with dozens of horses every day."

"But the broth alone is not enough, and the soldiers can't hold it, so they can only slaughter some more dry supplements."

"This is still the result of our control and control, otherwise the consumption will be greater."

Gao Basi Timur's face darkened, looking at this arrogant face, and there were some people who looked like they were not demoralizing.

The war horse is gone, what to do with the rest of the people, run forward?

(End of chapter)