Father can be an enemy to the country

After Lan Yu returned to camp, it only took an hour from announcing the order to getting ready.

When he held his helmet with one hand and walked out of the big tent with his head held high, he saw that 20,000 carefully selected athletes were already neatly dressed, holding horses with saddles and stirrups, waiting outside the tent for a long time.

Lan Yu walked to the first row of soldiers, carefully checked their equipment, then returned to the center, and lectured the soldiers sonorously:

"This mission was taken over by force because I signed a military order with Fu Shuai and swore to achieve a complete victory!"

As he spoke, he glanced fiercely at the generals and said, "What do you say?!"

"Kill the enemy with all your might and win a great victory!" the soldiers roared in unison.

"Okay!" Lan Yu nodded with satisfaction, reached out to catch a handful of snow falling from the sky, and said loudly: "When Li Su, the famous general of the Tang Dynasty, attacked Caizhou, it also snowed heavily. At that time, others said, wait for the snow. Let’s stop and go out to fight. But Li Su thinks that the weather is bad and the enemy will definitely not expect someone to attack at this time, so they will naturally relax their vigilance and take the initiative to attack them. "

"So he led his generals to attack Caizhou on a snowy night. Sure enough, he took advantage of the enemy's unpreparedness and captured Caizhou in one fell swoop, pacifying Huaixi and achieving immortal achievements!" After a pause, he looked at the soldiers provocatively and said:

"Now that it's snowing heavily again, I want to imitate Li Su and go to Qingzhou in the snow! But I don't know if you have the courage of the Tang army and dare to follow me on the expedition in the snow?"

"Dare! Dare! Dare!" the soldiers roared in unison: "We are willing to go through fire and water for Lord Marquis!"

"Okay! Then come with me, capture Qingzhou, wipe out the Tartars, make great achievements, and be famous in history!" Lan Yu put on his helmet after saying that, quickly turned on the horse, clamped the horse's belly with his legs, and the pure black cunt under his crotch Zuma then threw off his long legs and walked towards the camp gate.

Nanxiong Hou Zhao Yong and 20,000 cavalry also mounted their horses and followed their general. Under the envious gazes of other officers and soldiers, they left the camp with great vigor and high spirits.

At that time, there was heavy snowfall, and in a blink of an eye, it covered the strings of horse hoof prints. Everything in front of him was white, the world was in chaos, and everything seemed to be lifeless. Only the red tassels on the helmets of the soldiers were still moving unyieldingly in the wind and snow...

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Regardless of the ruthlessness of Lan Yu and the generals, the task of raiding Qingzhou was actually very arduous.

Putting aside the difficulties of being unfamiliar with the place and knowing nothing about the strength of the Yuan army, the march to Qingzhou was not easy.

According to the guide, Daning is about 600 miles away from Gyeongju.

According to the standards set by Boss Zhu, the cavalry must travel 120 miles day and night if the situation is slow, and 150 miles day and night if the situation is urgent. In other words, a normal march would take four days to reach Gyeongju.

But now the wind and snow are blowing, the visibility is very low, and the snow on the ground is about a foot thick, which cannot be called normal in any way. The marching speed will inevitably be greatly affected, so it is normal to walk for five or six days.

For a pure cavalry team, marching for more than three days is a nightmare. Because you can’t make a horse run fast and not eat grass at the same time...

According to the standards of the Ming army, a military horse eats one bunch of grass every day, which is about fifteen kilograms. During war, it also eats three liters of food to make up for its huge consumption.

A sergeant only needs to eat two liters of rice and beans every day. In other words, the food intake of war horses is six to seven times that of soldiers, and the consumption is very alarming. Even if there are pack horses specially equipped to carry supplies, they can only carry three days' worth of supplies on their own at most.

Therefore, without the support of baggage troops, a pure cavalry unit can march at full speed for at most three days before it must find ways to replenish or plunder supplies. Otherwise, a lot of time must be set aside for the horses to graze on weeds every day, and the marching speed will be greatly affected.

Especially in this season, war horses must leave the snow behind and forage for dead grass. You have to eat from morning to night, and then continue to eat grass the next day, so there is no need to march...

Lan Yu’s solution is—as long as he gets to Gyeongju within three days, isn’t that enough?

When the Mongolian guide heard that the army had only brought three days of food and grass, he almost lost his eyesight and fell off his horse.

"With such heavy snow, how can we get to Gyeongju in three days?"

"If others can't make it, my son will definitely make it." Lan Yu straightened his waist, sat upright on his horse, pointed with his whip at his subordinates who were braving the wind and snow behind him, and said, "Because I, Lan Yu, brought them out. Soldier."

"Yes, the Marquis is mighty, but humans can bear it, but horses can't bear it either." The Mongolian guide named Xu Yelu spoke fluent Chinese. The Yuan Dynasty had only been dead for less than 20 years, and he could speak Chinese. There are more Mongolians than those who can speak Mongolian.

"The horse is also a horse trained by me, Lan Yu." Lan Yu glanced at him coldly and said, "You just lead the way, there is no need to worry about the rest."

"Hey." Xu Yelu involuntarily shrank his neck as if being stared at by a prairie wolf. He didn't dare to talk nonsense and hurriedly led the way.

At this time, Nanxiong Hou Zhao Yong rode his horse over and rode side by side with Lan Yu: "Under the snow, I can't even tell the difference between east, west, north and south. My eyes are completely black... Oh no, a wisp of white, this guy doesn't know how to bring it." Wrong way? Then we’re on the bus..."

"I don't fully count on him either." Lan Yu said, handing Zhao Yong a small round box.

Zhao Yong took the golden round box and saw a circle of directions engraved inside, with a pointer hanging in the middle, one end red and the other white. There is also a transparent crystal shell embedded on it.

"Is this a compass?" Zhao Yong shook the compass and saw that the pointer always pointed to the same position, so he recognized the object.

"Not bad." Lan Yu nodded.

"I have only seen a water compass before, but this is the first time I have seen a dry compass." Zhao Yong played with the compass fondly and said, "It is so small and portable."

"Be careful, don't drop it." Lan Yu also cherished this thing. "The Sixth Prince asked someone to make this. He said that dry compasses are more convenient for marching and fighting. So he made a batch of them and distributed them to the generals of the Southern Conquest Army... Of course, this one was specially made for me."

As he spoke, he said in a deep voice: "If you rely on this thing, you won't get lost. Anyway, just keep going north."

"Then I'll be relieved." Zhao Yong reluctantly returned the compass to Lan Yu and said, "Can you help me get one from the prince later?"

"No need." Lan Yu looked at the compass and saw that the direction was correct. She put it away carefully and said, "The Sixth Prince is such a fine person. I guess it won't take a few days to match them all for you."

"Hmm, it's great to hang out with the Sixth Prince. I heard that all the troops in the Southern Conquest are paid double pay?" Zhao Yong has never been to the south and is very curious about things in Yunnan.

"Absolutely." Lan Yu nodded and said, "What about settling-in expenses, border defense expenses, epidemic prevention expenses, high-temperature subsidies...it all adds up to a lot more."

"I see, no wonder so many people want to transfer to Yunnan." Zhao Yong said with a heartbeat: "Hey, I also heard that there is still a fiefdom there, and Xiping Marquis and the others have already enjoyed it. Is it true?"

"How do I know?" Lan Yu pulled her face and said angrily: "Just ask Mu Ying directly!"