On the vast grassland, the white grass on the ground is broken by the north wind.

Above the white snow, there are countless messy horse hoof prints and ruts. Large groups of horses, carrying knights, pass continuously. After passing a group of ten thousand riders, there is another group of ten thousand riders. The burning body temperature of the horses makes the road

All the snow has melted, and the snow water flows freely, soaking into the land.

Countless people are moving forward silently, but some people and horses are galloping forward and backward. They are among every ten thousand horses. These people are either saying something impassioned, or speaking in a long tone.

The knights were singing, and wherever they passed, the knights were boiling, singing and shouting, or being excited.

They are none other than the instructors in the team.

Marching in severe cold and snow is an extremely painful thing. No matter how warm your clothes are, airtight clothes will be mixed with ice and snow debris, which will eventually melt with your body temperature and make them wet. Especially the shoes on your feet, which are most likely to get soaked.

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On the grassland, fuel is scarce, but under this ice and snow, hot water, hot food, and fire are the most important. At the beginning, when the terrain was rugged and there were mountains, Zhu Youxiao's field army could still go up the mountain to cut wood and obtain

As for firewood, once you get deep into the grassland, you will see a vast expanse of white with nothing to burn.

In the end, he had to order the baggage team behind him to transport a large amount of firewood to ensure the safe march of the army. However, even so, the daily non-battle casualties were dozens or hundreds of people, all of whom were exposed to the wind and cold.

, colds, fevers, etc. are sent to the rear for treatment.

Fortunately, with the constant encouragement from the instructor, Zhu Youxiao and a group of generals and officers also patrolled the military camp every night, condolences to the soldiers, and said some heart-warming words, which made everyone persevere.

As the wind and snow tempered them, Zhu Youxiao gradually saw some toughness on the soldiers' faces.

There is quite a spirit of "holding firm on the green hills and not letting go, taking root in the broken rocks, but still standing firm despite the winds from east to west, north and south." The formation of a powerful army in the world requires not only the accumulation of countless victories, but also

It also requires hard work and hard work. Only those who have fought bloody battles, bitter battles, and difficult battles will be indomitable.

To be honest, Zhu Youxiao is not worried about Lin Dan Khan's army at all. No matter how many he has, even if there are millions, the final result will be the same. Mongolia in this era is rotten to the core. With the gradual development of settled life,

Spread, they have long lost the spirit they had when Temujin was there.

What he is really worried about is whether the troops can persist in the forced march under such harsh conditions. If something goes wrong and a camp roars at night, causing the entire army to blow up, he will really become a joke and will be killed.

Nailed on the pillar of shame in history. Fortunately, the ideological work of the instructors was in place, and the army survived the initial hurdle, and gradually grew stronger under the temper of wind and snow.

At night, the night is dark and the sky is covered with thick clouds, which looks extremely heavy.

In a mountain col that is slightly leeward from the wind on the grassland, there are numerous large tents densely covered. Although this place is actually in a mountain col, the whistling cold wind still rushes down the hills, making the tents rattle.

This is the main tent of the Chinese army where Zhu Youxiao is located. A hundred thousand infantrymen are all here. As for the two cavalry units, they have dispersed and are on guard and setting up camp in other places around the area.

Although this camp is only temporary, the defensive facilities are quite complete, including horses, turrets, observation towers, and lanterns hanging everywhere. Zhu Youxiao actually has no great military talent, but he remembers the march of Zeng Guofan in later generations.

The six-character policy for fighting a war is to build a stronghold and fight a weak war.

All the things he sets up camp here are standardized modules. They are dismantled and taken away in the morning, and taken out and installed when needed in the evening. Even so, his logistics supplies are much more, but they are scattered among the army.

It won't be too much trouble if they are kept separately by grassroots units. Compared with the security brought about by this, this trouble is nothing.

Throughout the history of the development of war, the logistics of the army have become more and more complex. From the beginning, it was just about bringing food, to later it included arrows, food, equipment, and even medicine, gunpowder, tobacco and alcohol.

There are more and more types. Zhu Youxiao's army is developing in this direction at this time.

The deep camp is not dark at all. The glass lanterns hanging around each tent make the place quite bright. Amidst the howling cold wind, this place becomes a bright place.

Under the Ministry of Heavy Industry of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, there is a geological and mining company, which is responsible for the mining of ores, ranging from iron ore, copper mine, gold mine, silver mine, to coal mine and oil. Of course, oil has only started recently.

, as its primary product, the horse lantern appeared.

This kind of metal glass product has oil at the bottom and a wick on top. It is really the best lighting when the night is bumpy and the cold wind is howling.

In such a bright camp filled with lanterns, the soldiers on duty felt quite at peace, and their fear of the dark night was dispelled a lot.

Groups of patrolling soldiers passed by, sometimes crossing each other and sometimes connecting with each other. When they passed by the Chinese army's tent, their steps would even be deliberately light, and their eyes as they glanced over the tent were full of reverence and faith.

Suddenly, the tent that had been lit with lights was opened, and a person walked out of it. After seeing this person, the soldiers who happened to be patrolling here immediately stopped and gave a military salute, "See your Majesty."

"Well, you all have worked hard." Zhu Youxiao also returned the military salute with a smile on his face, and then walked forward to chat with a smile, "How is it, everything is normal."

"Your Majesty, everything is normal in the camp." This is a standard patrol team of ten people, a squad, and the person who answered was the squad leader who led the team.

"That's good. The muskets are loaded with ammunition, and the safety is down. Don't let it misfire." Zhu Youxiao asked kindly, and several staff officers stood behind him, watching quietly.

"It's all done, your Majesty, please rest assured." The squad leader replied with a somewhat excited tone. This is the emperor. I have been able to talk to the emperor so many times in my life. It is really worth it.

The squad leader is just an ordinary person, not highly educated, not smart. After joining the army, his biggest wish is to become a senior veteran, then become a platoon leader or something, and finally join the urban defense army or police station in his hometown. Although the army

His supreme commander was the legendary Emperor, but he never thought that he would one day have a direct conversation with the Emperor.

The other soldiers at the back were also looking at him eagerly, their lips were moving, and they wanted to interrupt but didn't dare. Judging from the look on their faces as they looked at the squad leader, it was obvious that they wanted to kill their squad leader and change the person who was talking to the emperor to themselves.

"Well, with your words, I feel relieved." Zhu Youxiao nodded trustingly, with an expression that put his heart in his stomach. His performance, in the eyes of the monitor, almost made him burst into tears.

My heart felt warm, and I wished I could die for His Majesty right away.

"How about it? You have enough soju with you. It's cold at night. You can't live without soju. Has anyone finished drinking it? I still have it here." Zhu Youxiao glanced at the patrolling soldiers and put the kettle in his hand.

Lifted it.

"anything else."

"I still have more than half a bottle here."

"I haven't finished drinking yet."

When they got the chance, the soldiers couldn't wait to answer. They finally had the opportunity to talk to the emperor, but they couldn't just let it go.

Even the squad leader replied, "Your Majesty, the wine is not finished yet."

However, as soon as he finished speaking, the soldier standing behind him laughed stupidly and exposed him, "Squad leader, didn't you finish your wine just now? You still want it from me!"

"If you don't speak, everyone will treat you as a mute." The squad leader turned around and glared at the idiot.

"Haha, it's okay, it's okay. If you want to be a soldier, you have to be able to drink and fight. The more you drink, the stronger your fighting power is. Come on, come on. I still have some here after I finish drinking." Zhu Youxiao looked at this.

At this scene, my heart was full of kindness, and I laughed and filled the kettle in my hand.

"Here, take it." He pushed the kettle into the squad leader's hand with great force, and then shouted to the back, "Bring over all the wine you have."

When the staff officers behind them saw this scene, they all handed over the water bottles with smiles and stuffed them into the hands of the soldiers one by one. This scene almost made these soldiers at the lowest level shed tears on the spot.

"Work hard and strive for meritorious service and promotion!" Zhu Youxiao patted them on the shoulders one after another, encouraged them a few words, and then left with the staff officers to check the situation in the camp.

Watching the emperor's leaving figure, these soldiers felt their blood burning in their chests, so hot that they were almost hot.

"Report for meritorious service!" During the subsequent patrol, the squad leader kept chanting these words. As he spoke, the fire in his eyes became brighter and brighter.

"If you can drink, you can fight." Hanwazi behind him was reciting this sentence. After reciting it once, he took a sip of soju. The more he drank, the brighter his eyes became. He was recruited from the Shandong city defense army. All Shandong people

Everyone in China knows that he is good at drinking, and he also likes to drink. Before, there was little wine in the kettle, and he had to keep out the cold, so he did not dare to drink more. Now that he has an extra kettle, he can naturally drink more freely.

As for the performance of other people, they were different, some were excited, some were deep, but invariably, their morale was very high.

After leaving the camp, Zhu Youxiao took people down for inspection. Whenever he met a patrol, he would stop to chat and encourage a few words, even though what he talked about were trivial and small problems, and the soldiers

Everything was done, but the soldiers were still moved by this kind question.
Chapter completed!