"It's snowing!"

Li Yuanai and the grain team advanced east together. The deeper they went into the northeastern mountains and forests, the colder the climate was.

On November 16th, snowflakes fell from the sky.

Li Yuanai reached out to take a snowflake. The snowflakes were the size of a knuckle, and the palm of his hand did not melt for a moment. After about a dozen sucked, it turned into snow water.

"Stop it all!"

Seeing this, Li Yuanai asked the grain transport team to stop moving forward and whispered: "Dropping off the sails and wrapping them on the food."

Food is most afraid of moisture, and once it is damp and moldy, it will produce toxic bacteria.

The snowflakes fall on the rice bag and easily penetrate into the rice bag and soak the grain inside the belt.

Li Yuanai didn't know whether rice and grain would be frozen into pieces or moldy when it was damp in the Northeast. But at the beginning of his departure, he thought of this and took precautions.

Soft leather is the raw material for making tents and leather boots, and is the best waterproof material of this era.

It is not invaded by rain and snow, and it also has certain fire protection functions.

After all the grain on the grain truck was wrapped in soft leather, Li Yuanai ordered a marching force.

One night passed.

Li Yuanai pushed open the tent, and everything in front of him was amazed.

The sky was white wherever my eyes were, and the trees and tents were covered with thick snow. It was just a night's effort, and the snow on the ground had reached three inches.

Thousands of miles of ice are frozen and snow falls, so it is true.

As a native of Jiangnan, I really rarely see such snow scenes, and I can't help but feel moved.

But then he slapped his head and cursed, "God, you are playing with me!"

"How can I get such a thick snow?"

He tried to walk two steps in the snow, one step and one fell to the other, and did not dare to walk quickly, so he came to the camp gate carefully.

Zhang Baoxiang is directing soldiers to collect snow.

"Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Zhang! Are you guys?"

Zhang Baoxiang explained: "This snow turns into water as soon as it is roasted on the fire and is used to drink and cook. It is best to avoid sending people to fetch water."

Li Yuanai slapped his head. This basic operation has never been exposed to it. He really won’t think about it in this regard. He sighed in his heart that it’s great to have an experienced veteran as a deputy. He doesn’t need to arrange many things by himself, and he can handle them properly.

Li Yuanai, Zhang Baoxiang, and Xue Yimang sat in the same place for breakfast.

Li Yuanai skillfully sprinkled salt on his corn porridge, blew the heat, and took a sip. He felt warm in his body. He then picked up some hard pickled vegetables for himself and bitten it with great enthusiasm.

This marching is naturally not as comfortable as in Chang'an and Jicheng.

Because of its long shelf life and eating together with people and horses, corn has become the first choice for military rations.

Therefore, the military rations of the Tang Dynasty were mostly corn, and the side dishes were generally wild vegetables, beans, pickled vegetables or soy sauce.

In order to replenish the salt needed by the human body, soldiers can receive half a salt every day. Whether it is sprinkled in porridge or mixed in water like Li Yuanai depends on your personal preference.

Li Yuanai had another idea in his mind to find a way to improve the food in the army.

The soldiers who work hard on the front line should not eat so badly.

Li Yuanai asked while drinking the hot corn porridge: "In the past, how did you march when you marched in such heavy snow?"

Zhang Baoxiang said with a bitter face: "I have fought for half a lifetime and have never encountered such heavy snow."

After hearing this, Li Yuanai looked at Xue Yimang.

Xue Yimang drank corn porridge in big mouthfuls, touched the remains of the corner of his mouth with his fingers and said, "Don't look at me, Your Highness. How dare we fight in winter? It would be great if we can survive."

Li Yuanai also understood his meaning, and the nomadic peoples were a great temper in winter.

The arrogant Turks commanded by Jie Li were not the only one who was hit by the devastating cold winter that captured Li Shimin's flaws and decided in one fell swoop.

The Khan's orders were useless to ask their tribes to fight in winter.

Zhang Baoxiang said: "The snow is wet and slippery, so be careful when people walk, let alone the food truck. Finally, I will suggest that people should be sent to sweep the snow in front of me. It is better to be slower than to turn over by people."

Li Yuanai thought about it for a while and said, "This is the only way..." As soon as he finished speaking, he looked at the footprints coming and going in the camp, thought of the friction of physics in later generations, and laughed: "No need, there is no need to waste time. We just need to change the formation and let the soldiers and the people who rotated without tasks step on the snow in front."

The climate in the northeast is different from that in the south. The snow in the south is easy to melt, and the snow here is not easy to bloom.

As long as you step on the snow tightly, you can also increase friction.

Instead, you sweep away the snow and turn the remaining snow into ice, which makes the friction less and makes it more difficult to walk.

"Is it feasible?" Zhang Baoxiang looked hesitant.

"Of course!" Li Yuanai smiled and said, "This is a profound science."

Zhang Baoxiang stopped talking, but he didn't understand what he was learning.

Anyway, that's it.

Zhang Baoxiang asked a thousand soldiers to open the way in front, and some of them were freed up to help the rotation of the servants who followed him to help.

Sure enough, science is still quite reliable. Stepping on tight snow did not cause trouble for our marching. Instead, it was like laying a layer of sand on an uneven mountain road, making it easier to walk.

Zhang Baoxiang also looked happy, and it was indeed beneficial to listen to the Shang King.

Broken bridge, night attack, mountain road, snow, snow...

The difficulties encountered in transporting food and grass were overcome one by one.

On November 25, Li Yuanai met with You Yijun from the Tang army.

"The chief of Xuanwu Gate, the general under the command of Zhang Shigui, the general of the Liaodong Road marching commander, met with His Highness the King of Shang!"

Zhu Yanbo brought Li Yuanai to Zhang Baoxiang and knelt on one knee to worship.

"Quick! Get up quickly!"

Li Yuanai's eyes were a little sour and she was so moved that she almost cried.

This deep into the heart of the mountains and forests, there was no other living creature along the way except the enemy.

There is not a single mosquito in this winter.

I suddenly met my own people and felt really excited.

Not only Li Yuanai, but all the servants and soldiers have a feeling of liberation.

"Why did General Zhu come here?" Li Yuanai helped Zhu Yanbo up.

Zhu Yanbo said: "The news from the rear was cut off, which must be what the so-called Goguryeo secret agent said. The last general was ordered to travel along the mountain road to protect the safety of the rear."

Li Yuanai refused to nod. The mountain road was difficult to walk, and there was only one "big road and mountain road" that could pass through, so it was inevitable that the news was blocked.

Who sent 180 people to deliver the message?

But three, five, and ten people are no different from sending meat.

Goguryeo is very familiar with the nearby terrain. This animal path and that small path can easily block the transmission route of Tang army news.

Li Yuanai sent three waves of news to the front line, but found nothing and had already noticed it in his heart.

"How much time is there to go to Yaluzha Camp?"

Zhu Yanbo said: "It only takes two days!"
Chapter completed!