The city of Ussolye, the former site.

The sky and the earth are foggy, the visual distance is less than two hundred steps, and the sky is white as far as the eye can see, and the wind is blowing like a knife.

A group of soldiers lined up in a long line on the snow, with no end in sight.

The horses snorted and spat white smoke, and behind the horses pulled a carriage, which was bulging with canvas and seemed to be not light.

The convoy was climbing, and a soldier on each side of the cart shouted to help the war horse cart, but the snow road was slippery and someone slipped to the ground from time to time.

"Let's work hard, walk five miles to the city of Usoliye, let's rest outside the city tonight!" General Feng Sheng rode a horse to inspect the side road.

Feng Sheng was about forty years old, dressed in a black cotton suit and a cotton hat, with his brows slightly furrowed.

It wasn't the first time he had delivered supplies outside the Wall, but it was the first time he had been so far away.

Originally, the plan was to deliver supplies to Chernog today, but a few days ago, the weather suddenly snowed heavily and the road was slippery, and the supply team could barely travel 40 miles a day.

Due to the shortage of grain in Beihai Province and Menggu Province, this batch of grain was transferred to the capital from Shandong, Henan and other production areas a few months ago, and then arrived in Datong for customs clearance.

The convoy set off all the way from the Xuanfu Datong line, crossed the Great Wall all the way to the north to the city of Kulun, and then continued to the north and west through Chukubaixing and Irkuzk, and the total distance of grain transshipment must be at least 3,000 li.

There is no way to transport grain over such a long distance, Feng Sheng looked up at the sky and sighed, it has become a luxury to arrive on schedule for supplies, and his face was full of helplessness.

Perhaps the lightest punishment after completing this mission is to be dealt with with demotion, and maybe he will be dismissed.

I don't know what happened to the front-line army? The cold weather was almost fatal, and many of his men were frozen and cracked.

"Guess what, boss, will there be anyone in the city of Ursolye?" Zhang Liu, the official of the thousand households, gasped and had nothing to say.

Since leaving the territory of the Ming Dynasty, almost all the cities encountered by the army have been scorched to earth, and it is for this reason that the army has not encountered enemy obstruction along the way, and even walked for several days without even seeing a single figure.

Zhang Liu still remembered the scene of the night when the grain transport team arrived in Kulun City, it was dusk, but he saw countless crows flying over Kulun City, and the black was overwhelming.

These crows are all eating fat, and Zhang Liu also joked that not only has the Ming harvest been good this year, but even this bird can eat a full meal.

But when the group arrived at the edge of the city, they found that the city of Kulun had been scorched, and the inside and outside of the city were burned black.

Some recruits asked repeatedly, and the veteran shouted at the top of his throat, it was the ashes formed by burning people!

A bold soldier walked around the city from the broken wall, and when he came out, he even vomited up the acid water.

The city is full of burned inhuman-shaped corpses, which is the best food for crows, although many of the corpses are broken, but the crows like to eat carrion, many of the corpses have been pecked to the bones, and the eyes are hollow and scary.

That night, more than 5,000 soldiers of the grain transport team did not eat dinner en masse, because they could not eat at all, so they made do with the city casually for one night and went directly the next day.

It also started from Kulen City, and the supply team didn't go into the city at all if it encountered no one along the way, so just now Feng Sheng only said that the army was resting outside the city, just because the city wall could withstand some of the cold winds.

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and urge the people behind, don't fall behind." Feng Sheng didn't have time to talk about it, and said bluntly.

"Okay, alas, you too, anyway, you have missed the deadline, this is a mistake by one day, and it is also a mistake by two days, why are you in a hurry!" Zhang Liu grumbled as he drove his horse backwards.

"Yuan Datou, you are lazy to eat three bowls of rice at a time, you will eat up the food sooner or later, hurry up and push the cart for Lao Tzu!" Zhang Liu scolded a lazy veteran sitting in the carriage.

It is not empty talk that the grain was eaten up, and the grain transport team transported a total of 60,000 stone of grain from Datong Prefecture, which was supposed to be a month's ration for 100,000 soldiers on the front line, but the distance was far away, and nearly half of the 5,000 people and more than 1,400 carriages were consumed by eating horses.

Yuan Datou was also very helpless, he injured his leg when he was a soldier in his early years, and his legs and feet were inconvenient, but fortunately, his horse was relatively strong, even if he didn't need him to push it, he could completely pull it, but he didn't bother to explain to the commander, and when he heard that he got off the horse and started to push the cart with difficulty.

That night, the grain transport team camped outside the city of Ussolye, and Zhang Liu's estimate was completely correct, and Usoliya turned out to be a dead city.

"My lord, we have already traveled nearly two thousand miles, and at the current pace of marching, it will take at least ten days to reach Chernog." Sun Gui, an official of a thousand households, took a bowl of porridge and handed it to Feng Shengdao.

"Hmph, even if you miss the trip, even if you get to Chernog, you may not be able to find the prince." Zhang Liu took a sip of porridge and said.

"The most important thing at the moment is not food, but the 80,000 sets of cotton clothes, the prince rarely asks the court for food when he goes on the expedition, and it has always been solved on the spot, but the cotton clothes are not good!" Sun Gui said again.

"Who is not in a hurry is the turtle grandson, but what's the use of being anxious? How fast can a carriage run if it is already heavy? Zhang Liu said with a glare.

His family was originally a military household, thanks to Liu Hong, who gradually removed the shackles of the military household, and respected and admired Zhang Liu, the king of Anguo County.

It's just that he doesn't understand it a little, the court has always withdrawn the troops when they run away when they fight the nomads in the north, and it is still rare to run so far in a rage like the king of Anguojun.

It's not for nothing, Emperor Chengzu made five expeditions to Menggu, but in the end he failed to destroy the Tartars.

"We can't delay it any longer, our personal future is small, the lives of the front-line soldiers are the most important, from tomorrow the army is only allowed to rest for two hours a day, and the cotton clothes must be transported to the front line before October!"

Feng Sheng sat on the side and didn't speak, but everyone knew that once Boss Feng spoke, it would be a final conclusion.

But resting for two hours a day is really difficult for a strong man.

"Boss, our brothers are doing manual work, and they rest for two hours a day, and they can't stand the iron beating!" Zhang Liu wailed.

The two hours of rest are only theoretical, these two hours include camping and eating, although many soldiers will continue to simplify the process in order to rest more, and even save tents, and the three of them will share a carriage and stay alive for a while.

The army has been constantly shortening the rest time since passing through Kulen City, from four hours to three hours, the soldiers have long been exhausted, and if it is shortened again, Zhang Liu is worried that someone will not be able to stand such a cold weather.

"Don't complain, the soldiers on the front line are fighting with their lives, and our food transport soldiers should also take their lives to transport food, you are still wearing cotton clothes, do you know what the front-line soldiers are wearing?

Drink the porridge and go to bed quickly, don't waste time! After Feng Sheng finished speaking, he expelled everyone from the tent, and then fell asleep.

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