Those who give orders always have ambitions, and the executors think of another thing.

On the most edge of the northwestern Yamelica, the landing place of the Ming army was named Xihanmen by Magui according to the custom of the Ming Dynasty. This sect, like Macau, means a portal.

Their habitat was called Shuihu Peak, because they had to find a place with trees.

Here, the Jurchens jumped to the top of the frozen chain.

The captain from the south has been frozen to death and frostbite. The flag army, who was so cold that his mind was not normal, smiled and said that in such a ghost place, people would not need a coffin even if they died.

The northern Haner trembled step by step in the cold wind. The Koreans put down their pride in their hearts and put on their thick jackets. The Mongolians took out their hot strings from their arms to search for some wild game. The Jurchens had already led the deer and stepped on the knee deep and shallowly and came back from snow.

Three months, the three months when the court determined the death of Magui and others. They continued to cross more than forty miles of glacier in the west of Yamelica, carrying all the baggage back, including all the items that could be removed on the ship, and building their new home under the water lake peak.

No one carries honor in his heart.

They fought alone, and honor could not resist hunger and cold.

"Ma, no matter whether you have lost toes or fingers, or you have lost ears or your eyes are blind. Work, eat, and sleep."

A towering tree in the forest was knocked down by the flag army and made a loud noise. Ma Gui pressed his sword and shouted to the flag army: "If you can build a house, go build a house; if you can hunt, go hunt; if you can cut down trees, go chop trees; if you can do nothing, just carry water in the camp to boil water."

"If there is someone who is blind, deaf, unable to lift his hands and feet, and unable to run, and he really can't do anything, so he picks up dead branches of stones and piles up a mosque bit by bit. Everyone must move. If he sits still, he will be frozen to death. Ma is your general officer. If you don't let you die, your life will always be under my control!"

Chen Mu's inspiration to install fishing gear on the buttocks of the little shark boat became a life-saving weapon for Ma Gui and others. They dug open the lake ice cap and fished for water.

At first, he wanted to build a camp. Later, the savage Jurchen riders riding deer and dogs walked ten miles north and south on the road-less ice ground without seeing anyone. They simply ignored those. In addition to the three military camps that could accommodate hundreds of people, they also had some military uses. The remaining flag troops built fishermen's huts along the lake.

They scolded Chen Mu in their hearts. Everyone agreed to get the land, and there was a boat to reward him for half a year, and they were all made in hundreds of households?

Bastard, can you farm here in snow and ice?

They can't even get through their own ships, let alone the imperial court's silver-filled boats. What's more, if there is silver in this ghost place, who can have land for money?

The original wooden house was not warm, so Magui struggled to take off his heavy boots, took off his cashmere socks and shook the ice on it, and then put them on the stove.

The water of soaking feet was so hot that he almost screamed. His bearded eyebrows were still unable to stretch out, and he said, "This is not a place to stay for a long time. We have to continue walking south. We fish, hunt, and then go to the south."

Ma Jin was also soaking her feet, and even holding a pipe, which was the remains of a southern captain. He raised his eyebrows, and the smoke and breath were gently sprayed out from his mouth and nose with his speech, saying, "To the south, Duonan is the head? There are deer here, sea dogs on the ice, water in the lake, we have food, and enough trees."

"After this winter, when the sea ice melts, we build a ship and set off home." Ma Jin opened his hands and said, "The general officer, deputy general, commander, thousand households, and many generals have wasted two years of this matter. We feel that there is land here, and we are here. Now we know that deer can survive, bears can live, fish can live, and sea dogs can live, so we can't live, and we won't go back."

Ma Jin took the pipe and said, "Walking south, you want to find the Spaniard. At this distance, we can't even move even if we turn into ice cubes!"

It is easy to understand to find the Spanish. According to the information from the Nanyang Military Palace, the Spanish are active in Mexico.

This topic is very funny. Even if they only had the South Asian Melica sketches obtained by the Spanish merchants from the Nanyang Military Palace, they knew that the maps of Guam, Luzon and North Asian Melica were missing, and everyone knew that they could not rely on their legs to walk from north of Lake Baikal to a gentle place south of the Great Wall.

It’s not that it can’t get there, but that it’s impossible.

"Brother, I don't mean this, so I can't get there. The reason why I think I'm going to continue south is one reason." The foot towel fell into the wooden basin as Ma Gui's movements. He looked directly into Ma Jin's eyes and said, "Brother, really think that it is safe to set up camp here?"

"From north to south, it gets warmer; from south to north, it gets colder; I don't know the weather here, but in our hometown, it's not the coldest time yet."

The water was already cold, and Ma Gui wiped his feet clean. Seeing that the socks had not dried yet, he simply put his fur coats on his feet. Just as he caught up with the follower to pour the foot wash water. He raised his hand and said, "Don't worry, go to the bag and bring the map first."

He said he was not in a hurry to pour water, but in fact he was very anxious. He asked him to chat with Ma Jin for a while, and the foot wash water would freeze.

"It's cold here and the water turns into ice. My brother thought about what the situation should be when the twelfth lunar month is. We have been frozen in Wangxiazhou, let alone." Magui spread his hands and said, "I haven't achieved my mission. I really want to go back like this? Not to mention whether I can survive the winter here and whether there is enough food, it means that in June and July of the year, the ice and snow melt on the sea, and the boat is built, so we can look back at Xiazhou smoothly."

"You and my brothers are all capable. If you fail to explore North Asia and Melica, the Nanyang Military Office will change its strategy and rely on the Westerners to work in South Asia and Melica. Our northern generals will be transferred to the side, perhaps to return to the border to guard the Great Wall for the rest of their lives; either to Japan to participate in the war, or to die in the battlefield, or to earn achievements, and finally to return to the northern border. In the end, our Ma family has two generals to shine on our ancestors."

When Ma Gui said this, he rarely smiled at all, but he shook his head for a moment and said, "But I don't want to do this. If I just leave like this, even if I am extremely high in my life, I will be worried about this, and at this moment."

"Do you really believe him?" Ma Jin held off his pipe and pointed to Nan: "He has caused us here, and there is nothing but Bingxue. What else do you have to worry about?"

The "he" mentioned by Ma Jin is not someone else, but Chen Mu.

"The army is criticizing Chen Shuai. It should be criticized. He didn't say that even the egg bag can be frozen, but he didn't lie. He can really go from Kuwu Island to Wangxiazhou, and from Wangxiazhou to North Asia Melica. Just this, I believe him."

Ma Gui's words were loud and clear. At this time, this place and this situation, the whole army would probably eat Chen Mu alive when they saw him. I believe Ma Gui's words, which is of great importance.

"So he said that some people in Yamelica suffer from smallpox, I believe; curing their smallpox can open up territory for the imperial court, I believe; he said there are minerals, and I believe - we stockpile grain, and then walk three hundred miles south to draw the coast little by little." Just as he caught the map, Ma Gui spread it on the felt and pointed at them to draw a 30-mile coast map and said: "Within three hundred miles, mark the forest farm, fishing ground, deer, bear, and big sea dogs beg for food, and then choose a place to build a camp to stock up on the food, and then walk three hundred miles south until the coast thawed."

"Finish the land that can cultivate and raise horses, follow the thousands of troops, and find at least 100,000 acres of land, and distribute it to the army according to the merits. Those who are alive will take the land and those who die will give it to their families. Those who are unwilling to ask for it will be rewarded according to the silver. Those who think there is little land, they will buy it with silver."
Chapter completed!