For southern Africans, the greatest difficulty in fighting in Europe did not come from the pressure of the battlefield, but from the harsh natural environment.

In most parts of southern Africa, it is not said that it is warm all year round, but in any case, it has not reached the point where the snow is one meter deep at every turn, and many children born in southern Africa have never seen what snow looks like, and they lack experience in dealing with severe cold weather.

The situation on the expeditionary force's side is not good, the Ottoman troops are not going anywhere, the expeditionary force has supplies, but it is difficult to send them to the front, the Ottoman troops want to send it, the night Liu Zhen and Paul met, an Ottoman deserter came to Krsehir and voluntarily surrendered to the expeditionary force, the deserter's troop station is only ten kilometers away from Krsehir, according to the deserter's account, the Ottoman troops have also been out of food for a week, the situation is even worse.

"Everything that can be eaten has been eaten, even the cowhide belts have been boiled to satisfy hunger, rats are a rare delicacy, the wounded die in wailing, people flee every day, the guards take a nap in the snow and never get up again, they burn everything they can to keep warm, the homes of civilians are torn down and they die of hunger and cold at night, so that we can take the only food they have, which may be the seeds of the next year—" The captives' confessions were chilling, and the devastation caused by the war was evident.

A soldier of the expeditionary force brought the captive a bit of moldy black bread, and the captive did not bother to thank him, but began to nibble on it, and then began to cry as he nibbled.

It's too hard to chew on.

The soldiers of the expeditionary force around him wanted to laugh but couldn't, and the soldiers should die on the battlefield, not die in such humiliation.

Another soldier brought some hot water, and the captive couldn't help but cry while holding it.

The expeditionary army's dinner has also been prepared, the luncheon meat that they never wanted to smell in the past has become a rare delicacy, and the officers and men of the expeditionary finally know how lucky they are to have a strong headquarters, and even in this situation, they are still doing everything possible to protect the front-line troops.

Dinner was a porridge made of luncheon meat mixed with dehydrated vegetables, which looked slimy and made people lose much appetite, but at this time no one disliked it, and the people also got a bowl each, and they licked the bowl clean, and there was no residue left.

After dinner, there is an unlimited amount of coffee, milk and sugar are added according to the proportion before leaving the factory, and you can drink it when you boil it with water, and the soldiers who don't like to eat sugar are not hypocritical at this time, and some drink it well, during the war years, sugar was a luxury for civilians.

"We're going back early tomorrow morning, it's best to make a list for me if we need anything, and bring it to you next time I come back, damn the weather, I don't know when it will be clear." Ryujin was still wearing his sheepskin jacket, and in front of him was a large blazing brazier, fueled by the demolished gate of an uninhabited house in Krsehir, and there were many such houses.

In the corner not far from the brazier, an Ottoman girl curled up in a ball wrapped in an expeditionary army coat, which was obviously fat, completely enveloping the girl, who had just eaten and had been given another piece of chocolate, and was now sleeping soundly.

"Everything but bullets, the staff officers of the logistics department have a problem with their heads, who will attack in this weather, we need cotton clothes and food and fur boots, such a girl-" Paul pouted to the sleeping girl Nunu, and casually put a piece of wood in the brazier, and the fire suddenly became a little bigger: "A pair of leather boots can be replaced-"

"Be careful—" Liu Zhen kindly reminded that the expeditionary force does not prohibit this kind of behavior, but it cannot be forced, the officers on the island of Cyprus, who can still have a few maids.

"I'm helping her, even if I don't buy Meriha, Meriha's father will sell her, at least with me, Meriha can eat and sleep well, and don't have to give birth to some fool." Paul had good reasons for not rising to the heights of national integration.

Ryu Jin returned to his residence and found that he was already lying on his bed.

This was specially arranged by Paul for Liu Zhen, but Liu Zhen did not accept it, but slept in front of the brazier wrapped in a sheepskin jacket.

The next morning, when the weather finally cleared, even the captives and the people could not help cheering when the sun rose after a long absence.

At this time, it was very dangerous in the wilderness, and the threat of snow blindness increased greatly, so they stayed in Krsehir for another day and cleared all the snow in the town of Krsehir before leaving.

While frontline troops are struggling with difficulties, Cyprus is also experiencing its first heavy snowfall since the beginning of winter.

Compared to the Anatolian plateau, the snow in Cyprus is much gentler, and the snowflakes are noticeably smaller, finer and more crystalline, much to the surprise of Judy, who has never seen snow since birth.

Judy, who was just three years old, was wearing a thick orange cotton coat, and her eyes were obviously envious when she sat in the stroller and looked at the snow, but she didn't dare to go out on the snow.

Gavin and Alvin also have a holiday today, they lead a hound called Little Ears to have fun on the snow, Little Ears doesn't know if it's a big son or a grandson, since birth in the Roque family, the real peak of dog life.

"Why don't you go for a walk in the snow like your brothers?" Roque wore a black small lapel hunting suit leather jacket with Marshal Venus on the neckline, and did not forget to take off his gloves when he picked up Judy.

Judy's big round black eyes looked at Roque without speaking, since Judy was born, Roque has rarely been at home, and Judy gets together a lot, but Roque doesn't have to doubt Judy's feelings, his daughter is his father's little padded jacket.

In Roque's place, the son is not welcomed, if the daughter is a small padded jacket, then the son is a leather jacket, not breathable in summer, not warm in winter, wear it and suffer, if you don't wear it, it will be hung in the closet and wasted, not to mention the no benefit, not to mention the price, it can only be used to save face.

"Come, I'll go with you, do you know what it's like to step on snow?" Roque's tone was so gentle that it almost melted the snowflakes.

Judy shook her head.

"Then you'll have to feel it for yourself—" Roque carried Judy up into the snow, and Gavin and Alvin immediately ran over with a shout.

"Come down and play Judy—" Alvin also liked his sister, and was not jealous that she could monopolize his father's arms.

"Let's go, Judy, I'll take you to see a fun one, I asked Brother Angel to make a sled, and let the little ears pull you to run on the snow for a while, do you know what a sleigh is? It's the kind that Santa Claus rides when he gives you presents, do you want a real elk? Angel's brother said he could get it—" Gavin was now old enough to play, and the little ear next to him didn't know what was waiting for him, and he kept jumping sideways with his mouth open and flicking his tongue to express his excitement.

Judy used to be in poor health, although Gavin and Alvin liked Little Ear very much, but Phyllis did not allow Little Ear to get close to Judy, so Little Ear did not dare to come over, and could only use his wild tail to show how excited he was and how much he wanted to play with the little master.

"Go Judy, go play with your brothers, Alvin, don't be naughty, Gavin, take care of your younger siblings-" Roque put Judy on the snow, Judy finally felt the feeling of her feet on the snow, so she was pleasantly surprised to change places and step on them again, listening to the creaking sound under her feet, Judy looked up at Roque, and her smile was never brighter.

Roque felt his heart melt.

"I'm not naughty anymore, I've grown up!" Alvin emphasized, but his voice was a little quiet.

Roque is struggling to adjust to what it's like to be with his children, and the children are struggling to adjust to life with their fathers.

"Yes, marshal! Mission completion guaranteed! Gavin's military salute was similar, he was now a member of the Southern African Boy Scouts and had already attended two Boy Scout summer camps, which made Roque regret, strictly speaking, Roque did not witness the growth of the children, as if in the blink of an eye, the children had grown up.

The "we" here do not include Alvin and Judy, but refer to Gavin and Arthur.

Like Phyllis, Ida is also very strict with her children, although Arthur does not have Roque's title inheritance, but Ida still cultivates Arthur in the way of nobility, Arthur, who was born in 1903, is now 11 years old, because he has to wait to enter school with Gavin, Arthur is now in the fourth grade of primary school, but Arthur and Gavin's learning progress cannot be measured by grade, Phyllis and Ida have hired tutors for the children, and the children have to accept language, art, social, History, and many other courses that Roque seems to have a big head.

This "history" does not refer to the history in textbooks, but to the family histories of the nobles of various European countries, such as the Belgian prince of eleven nationalities, who will never be written in history textbooks, but the members of the nobility must be treasured.

As complicated as the bloodline is the family coat of arms of the nobles of various countries, there is a more general discipline called "heraldry" in this regard, including not only the family coat of arms, but also the identification of artworks, family honor and merit records, etc., many noble members when they see a work of art, they can immediately tell a story behind the artwork, which is not nonsense, but requires a long time of accumulation and rich experience, which is the real essence of the gap between the aristocratic class and the commoner class.

It's like the famous story, the last emperor returned to the palace to visit, and found that the portrait hanging on the wall did not match the historical facts, so he had a dispute with the so-called expert, and the expert was speechless in the end, so he took the identity and title to say something, the last emperor did not have a title, and his identity was also a commoner, but people had experience, so there was the famous sentence: "This is my father, I will admit my mistake-"

Looking at Judy, who was finally happy to be the little tail of his brothers, Roque smiled kindly at his aunt on the snow.

Phyllis, who was also tightly wrapped, came over and grabbed Roque's arm, and rested her head on Roque's shoulder contentedly.