A team of 1,000 people set out, with snowmobiles and camels, and there were craftsmen who were good at prospecting in it, and everyone prepared a lot of baggage, and said okay, go to the place to dig for a few days, and come back if you don't find anything.

In fact, it's not exactly digging, it's going to blow up, boom, blow up a place, and see what's there.

Everyone was looking forward to it, because the governor said that there was salt, and if salt was found there, even if it was a thousand miles away, it would be closer than other places.

Less than an hour after the departure of a thousand people, the lieutenant sent another thousand people, first to the north, and then to make a detour, the terrain was relatively flat, and there was no need to climb the mountain continuously.

"It's too fast, the wind is like a knife." Tang He on the other side was on the way, and he finally knew why the craftsman said that he would be able to rush back in eleven days.

Today's snowmobiles can run 80 miles in an hour, day and night, and the road is nearly 1,000 miles a day.

From Helin to follow the route back, about 6,000 miles of road, counting other accidents and road delays, eleven days is really no problem.

If this was when the Northern Yuan Dynasty was fought before, it would have been possible to send troops in winter, and the Northern Yuan would not have been able to react at all.

The bigger the snow, the better, and the car is faster on the snow than on the ground, swishing.

He wants to organize troops to chase Beiyuan at the moment, let you run, how far can you run in a day?

Just this machine power, bully you to death, Xiaqiu Village is amazing! Scary!

He shouted, then lowered his head, trying to reduce the area he was blown by the wind.

The others were also excited, their faces smeared with a layer of grease, and except for the driver, everyone else was wrapped in quilts, ready to change shifts at any time.

The driver was the most uncomfortable, and the thick leather clothes on his body were all soaked through by the wind, but fortunately, there were layers of cashmere clothes inside.

There are also gloves on the hands inside, lambskins, and the head is wrapped, and only one sunglasses are exposed.

A small hill appeared in front of them, and the team stopped, hurried to the toilet, changed the driver, and the people who were replaced were wrapped in the quilt and shivered, ate meat floss, and drank water from the water bladder.

The water bladder has been held in people's arms, otherwise it will freeze hard, and it is better to eat snow.

In fact, they can be slower, they can make a stove, and it is impossible for them to put their lives into it.

Set up a small tent, make a fire on the stove, eat canned food, eat meat floss, eat scones, it's all right.

Eighty-one people have discussed, when they can't stand it, when they will rest again, and have a good meal, but don't be stiff, it's not worth dying.

……

It is a hundred miles away from the east, west, north and south of Helin City, and everyone has chosen the location of the fort and formed a cross with Helin City.

Then continue to build the fort to the east and west with the distance from the north to the south and the location of Lin City, and the distance in the middle can not be a hundred miles, depending on the actual situation.

For example, if there is a river, then it is farther or closer, and the three earthen fort lines are repaired, and the distance is widened by not repairing to the north, but to the south.

The first three lines are the most important, stabilized, and the teams behind have time to react.

After the grass grows, the earthen fort is repaired, and the earthen fort is patrolled twice a day, each fifty miles.

When an enemy passes by, you can see by looking at the grass that a horse cannot run a hundred miles in a row without grazing, and there are traces of grazing.

If it's just a few dozen rides, whatever, it's guaranteed that you won't be able to go back.

"Build a beacon tower between the fort and the fort, you don't need to leave too many soldiers on the beacon tower, and a hundred people are enough to see the enemy light the beacon smoke."

Zhu Biao arranged according to the normal defense mode, the people on the beacon tower were sent to death, found the enemy, lit the wolf smoke, and completed the task.

Enemy attack the beacon!

The enemy wants to eat these 100 people, and it is not even thought of without paying the price of a thousand.

Everyone used new muskets and started fighting at a great distance, and when they got closer, others built ladders to climb the city wall and threw explosive packs.

In the end, when you die, you just need to run out of bullets and explosives, and the gun can be smashed if you can, not the enemy.

They can't imitate the gun when they take it, they don't know what kind of propellant they use, and the rifling will not be pulled?

Then the wolf smoke can be seen in other places, and troops will be sent out immediately to see how fast the people of the Northern Yuan can run.

They ran away, and waited for the winter to hit them, and it snowed heavily.

Zhu Biao was confident that he would win the battle in winter, and if the enemy wanted to hide in the snow and lay in ambush, they would freeze to death.

Zhu Fan didn't believe that Beiyuan called back this year: "They are still desperately alive now!" Morale is long gone.

When the grass grows taller, they can send some scouts to see how they're doing, or why don't we send someone to see how they're doing?"

See where they went? Did you get into a fight with someone else's people? Scare them to death, hey, hey, hey! ”

Zhu Fan thought of the scene when the snowmobile disappeared at a glance after it passed.

There will be traces left on the snow, and the people of the Northern Yuan Dynasty will be stunned when they see the traces, because there are no horseshoe prints.

The lieutenant laughed when he heard this: "They have lost a lot of things, and they must first gain a firm foothold before they can consider fighting Da Ming."

Otherwise, if they come to fight Daming, they will let Daming continue to send troops to fight them, and they can't bear it.

They will annex the small tribes, and then stabilize the small tribes, and the craftsmen among them will have to figure out better firearms. ”

"Yes!" Zhu Fan agreed: "The lieutenant commander is right, they must find a way to deal with the flintlock pistol before they dare to fight, and their soldiers are afraid." ”

Zhu Biao pondered for a while, and then settled down, Beiyuan suffered from weapons, not a normal war.

In that way, Beiyuan will not worry, the strategic and tactical issues, now the weapon does not know how to restrain it.

The generals of the Ming Dynasty will also not approve of fighting an enemy who is incomprehensible.

……

On February 11, when everyone was doing things according to the normal rules of life, a group of people ran into the city, shouting as they ran: "I found salt, salt mines, there is salt, a lot of salt, and precious stones, everyone come and see, His Royal Highness the Prince, His Royal Highness the King of Qin, ......."

A crowd of people shouted in a mess, and the eyes of the others lit up, salt? Got salt?

When the people of Xiaqiu Village got the news, including Zhu Wentian, they were also happy, but they were afraid that they would not find it.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, His Royal Highness the King of Qin, we came back with a hundred people, and the rest stayed there and set up camp, and we saw the people of the other team, and their speed was not slower than ours."

One of the people who ran back rushed to the front, and he didn't salute, but danced and talked to Zhu Biao and Zhu Fan directly.

The two of them didn't care about etiquette or not, their minds were focused on what they shouted.

"Gems and salt? Where is it? Zhu Fan asked anxiously.

"Here, look at the two highnesses, this gem is colorful, like a rainbow? This is salt, it's a little bitter, rock salt, we'll deal with it, right? Anyway, if you eat like this, you feel that eating too much can eat your body. ”

The man took out two pockets from his bosom, one of which poured out stones of several colors of different shapes, and the other contained large grains of yellow-white salt.

The chief touched the salt with his fingers, licked it lightly with his tongue, and spit it out: "It's salt." ”

(End of chapter)