Lin Yi's heart suddenly moved and he said: "Many high mountains in Dangxiang are covered with ice and snow, and most places in the Northern Wei Dynasty are also extremely cold in winter, and it will snow heavily."
"Before this, our Southern Dynasty and Northern Dynasty were fighting each other in small ways. Many frontier generals may not understand that in winter, the war will be more difficult to fight." Shen Kun looked at Lin Yi and said: "The relationship between the Northern Wei Dynasty and Dangxiang Many armies are already operating in cold areas. To deal with them, many caravans have some unique methods, but of course they are not facing them head-on."
"You can do a lot of things in one winter." Lin Yi did not respond to Shen Kun's words, but just said: "The biggest fear is that I won't be able to survive this winter at all, and we will be gone after one battle."
"If the Tiece Army can keep warm and full of energy and maintain the same combat effectiveness as in spring and summer in the northern winter, it will have a very strong combat effectiveness compared to other armies."
"You don't need to explain too much to me. You just need to tell me what kind of things you want to accomplish and what you want me to do for you. For example, how much money will you prepare?"
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"You are very straightforward."
Looking at Lin Yi's eyes, Shen Kun laughed, and then he became extremely straightforward.
"Three thousand snowy cloaks, unique to caravans, made of some kind of animal fur mixed with snowbird feathers. Even if you hide in the snow and sleep for several hours, you won't freeze."
"Three thousand pairs of snow mango shoes are produced in an unknown place on the edge of Dangxiang. Only a dozen local women can weave them. They keep warm and they are not slippery or tiring when walking on the snow. Even the traces they leave are very light and very... Easily disappears."
"It is not hindered in its movement, can hide, and can make sudden attacks. It should be very useful now."
Shen Kun looked at Lin Yi and said, "At present, I think I can only help you a little. As for how you use these two things after giving them to you, and what weapons you need to cooperate with them, it depends on how you and Wei Guanxing do it. Already."
Lin Yi's eyes brightened a little, but he didn't reply immediately. He thought about many possibilities, and then said: "How much money do I need to prepare?"
"Give me all the money and food sent by the Ningzhou Huang family this time. I guess it's almost enough." Shen Kun did some calculations and said.
Lin Yi was stunned, "So few?"
Shen Kun couldn't help but laugh, "Of course the Huang family in Ningzhou is not enough, but adding my family property is almost enough. I have been the leader of a caravan for thirty years, and I have a lot of property."
"Your family property?" Lin Yi looked at Shen Kun in disbelief, "Is it so grand?"
Shen Kun looked at Lin Yi helplessly and said, "I don't know why my crazy senior brother treated me like this. If I can't settle here, no matter how much wealth I have, it will be of no use."
Lin Yi nodded, "That's right."
"Listen to what you said, why do I have the feeling that it is idle and useless anyway, but you use it because I need to thank you?" Shen Kun looked at Lin Yi and said deliberately.
"Of course not, you have to pay back everything you borrow." Lin Yi smiled sheepishly, "I owe you."
"What else?" Shen Kun asked curiously, seeing that Lin Yi didn't seem to want to end the conversation.
"The question of marching rations."
Lin Yi finally carefully asked the question he wanted to ask the most, "I heard that the rations of the caravan are completely different from those used by ordinary armies. Some rations only require one or two mouthfuls to ensure that you are not hungry for a day or two, and I I heard that some caravans in the northern part of the Northern Wei Dynasty near the Rouran border had special rations, made from a kind of dried blood millet, which can make people strong."
"Dried blood millet, that's holy blood rice." Shen Kun said casually, looking like you know a lot about it.
"Holy blood rice?"
There was an uproar in Lin Yi's heart. He had previously deduced that Dajuluo used it to practice cultivation, but this was the first time he met someone who was so familiar with this kind of food.
"It's a kind of millet unique to Rouran. It looks like sorghum, but it's actually a shrub fruit on dry land. That kind of millet is slightly sour, but it contains unique vitality. According to legend, taking it for a long time can make you have infinite strength. It is said that it can also He has become a martial saint."
Shen Kun smiled and said: "It's just that some people in the caravan have done it a lot, but it doesn't have that magical effect. What you said makes people physically strong, but it does. Some caravans in the north of the Northern Wei Dynasty will join the highland barley, and there is also a kind called Tangdou. Sweet potatoes, grind them into flour together, that kind of ration can indeed keep you hungry for a day with just two mouthfuls, but because of some unique legends in Rouran, those things are regarded as extremely precious, and the price is very high, at least as far as I know, in recent decades Not many caravans have the luxury of being able to use that kind of ration as ordinary rice and noodles all the time."
"..."
Listening to Shen Kun's words, countless horses galloped past Lin Yi's heart.
He really wanted to scream at Shen Kun, that was really not a mythical legend. The martial saint you mentioned really did not only exist in legends, but should be the once invincible Dajura recorded in those notes. There may be a very unique vitality in the rations, but it is not in line with the true essence, so in the eyes of you ordinary practitioners, it is naturally not cost-effective.
"Can you get some for me?"
When Lin Yi heard what Shen Kun said, he knew that he probably knew nothing about Dajuluo. In fact, in the world of practitioners now, there are probably very few people who would pay the same attention to those things as he and Shen Yue, one of the Three Saints of Nantian. Some records in obscure miscellanies.
He noticed that such records of Da Jura were just a sign of Jiankang's illness and he rushed to seek medical treatment, racking his brains to find a way to practice when the spiritual famine came. In fact, most of the things that accurately recorded Da Jura may have been buried. They are collected in that old library, and it is difficult for other practitioners in the world to see them.
But with Wu Guzhi's special care, Lin Yi naturally did not dare to say such things casually.
Anything that involves the Three Saints of Nantian will not be regarded as illusory.
"The more the better, I eat a lot."
He looked at Lin Yi as calmly as possible and said, "And maybe the rumors are true."
Shen Kun naturally thought that this was related to Lin Yi's physical training and unique physique. He didn't bother to think about it. Although that kind of ration was expensive and scarce, it was basically nothing compared to what he promised to provide. Nothing.
"It will take some time to send it over. After all, Rouran is too far away." So he just nodded and said this.
"If you borrow something, you must repay it. Pay the debt first, then pay the debt!"
Lin Yi was so happy that she almost couldn't help but jump up, but her face remained calm and unruffled.
"That's what you said."
Shen Kun gave a rough smile and reached out to pat Lin Yi on the shoulder, "When I think of anything I need your help with, I'll ask you to pay the debt."
"this...."
Lin Yi was a little confused by his photo, and he suddenly felt that he had been caught in some kind of trick.