Bring The System To Datang

Chapter 2030 Mo Liqi, a dead man in a hundred meters (first more)

‘Oh~~Oh~~Aw~~~’ The wind whistled.

At the same noon, the Baikal region, the small sea, was dark, and black snow was fluttering in the wind.

Where people face the wind, there is still snow coming from behind and smearing on his face.

When I squinted, I could only see the outstretched hand, and further away, it was completely black.

Standing still, the snow quickly piled up under the teacher, and the wind blowing snow hit the back without waiting for it to fall, and was put on the clothes by the snow behind.

The people of the Post-Turkic shouted loudly, using snow shovel to clean the snow in the windward direction of the house, feeling that the cleaning speed is not as fast as the pile.

The old people couldn't waver the snow shovel, took a small basket made of paper strips, tied the rope and went out, came to the snowy area, hugged a basket of snow, and dragged it away with the rope.

The woman and the child kept fanning the stove with pieces of wood. The wind was blowing outside and the smoke was going in.

About five miles to the south of the post-Turkic colony, Habayashi was flying in the telegraph, repeating repeatedly, fearing that the signal might be lost due to heavy snow.

Others take a rest, eat and eat, no one cleans the snow.

They live upstairs, a wooden building with three floors.

There are wooden fences and mats in a circle around the first floor, which can be opened at any time in four directions.

Sandbags and hay bales were piled in the four corners, grass was also laid on the second floor, and people lived on the third floor.

The horse stayed on the first floor, not going upstairs, and the stairs were not easy to walk.

With the heavy snow and the white hair wind, the horse's ears kept moving and strolled on the first floor.

There are four hundred horses in a hundred feather forest flying, the area of ​​the building is large enough, there is no lack of wood, and the Turkic helped build it.

They could not do well with some things written in the newspaper, and Yu Lin Feiqi went over to give pointers.

As a call, they built a building for Yu Lin Feiqi.

The two sides did not fight, even if the Later Turks could wipe out a hundred Yulin Feiqi.

Later the Turks transported two batches of pine nuts and brought back a batch of grain.

The second batch of grain did not come back, there was another Hundred Yulin Feiqi with the Turkic transport team.

"No way, don't always come to see me." A Yulin Feiqi sitting in a chair on the first floor spoke to the horse that leaned in front of him.

Ma kept walking around to change positions, and came to see him. Ma knew who to rely on at critical moments.

The snow was blown in by the wind from above the fence on three sides, and it was strangely cold.

Ma knows that there is such a heavy snow, and there is nothing to eat outside, unless you eat snow.

If you want to eat, you can only find someone. People are sitting and ask.

"I really can't do it, what can I do with my head?" Yu Lin Feiqi pushed his horse's head.

"Xiao Jiu, ready to receive the material." Someone shouted from above.

"Okay!" Yu Lin Feiqi responded with a silent face: "Yes, you are asking about eating, right away."

There was a slope above, the bales rolled down, and the people below moved aside.

The other Yulin Feiqi came down from the third floor to help. As soon as the bundle was opened, it was full of cut grass.

The silage is not here. There are silage and haystacks outside, now covered by snow.

Four hundred horses were looking for a place to eat, thirty of them were standing by and not eating, waiting.

After Yulin Feiqi finished delivering the materials for other horses, with a greeting, thirty horses followed to the most spacious place next to him.

The wooden manger puts hay and pellets.

Other horses don’t have pellet feed, too little. Thirty mares have big bellies and they need nourishment.

From the action point of view, it is not the first time that this arrangement is so arranged, and the horse is used to it.

"Snow is a test for Mo Jilian, because of its poor organizational ability and death."

Xiao Jiu stopped a horse who came to taste the pellet feed eaten by the pregnant mare, feeling the sound of the wind blowing in.

Ma helplessly went back to where he was just now. With regret written on the horse's face, I just smelled it. If I didn't eat, what would stop me?

"Eat! Your child will be born after New Year's Eve this year. It was still cold at that time. We have to send a telegram back to give you better food."

Xiao Jiu came to a mare whose mental state was not very good due to the influence of weather and stomach, and took out a small handful of peppercorns from his pocket.

When speaking, put twenty or so grains in the palm of the other hand and stretch it out.

The mare turned her head quickly and licked it off after two swipes, and chewed a few times, and she was in good spirits.

"It's really greedy, eat it quickly, and I'll give you a piece of rock candy after eating."

Xiao Jiu touched the horse's head, and the horse touched his other hand with his mouth.

"No, pepper is expensive. Do you expect to eat pepper? I can buy a bowl of Yangchun noodles in Chang'an just now."

As Xiao Jiu said, he made a dozen more grains to feed, and left immediately after feeding.

The mare gazed at Xiao Jiu's back with nostalgia, lowered her head and continued to eat. In fact, the pellets are delicious.

"Will their sheep freeze to death? What if a shed is crushed."

Another person looked expectantly at the post-Turkic colony, and the sheep was frozen to death. He could ask for one to eat, and everyone could drink the mutton soup. Yes, one sheep was only enough to drink the mutton soup.

"Go and see?" Another person suggested.

"Go, wait for the snow to stop, and we will see if we can find you. When you go out, we will send a report to tell your family that you have died for your country."

People before that said, in the current weather in Wuli, can you live to a place?

Even if you bring a compass and a pressurized kerosene lamp and do not get lost, you are still buried in the road.

"Let's just talk about it, the heavy snow on the grassland. Someone left the tent before. After a hundred meters, the weather couldn't be found, and it was frozen to death less than 30 meters from the tent."

"If the proprietor is there, I'm not afraid. The telegram was sent alone just now, and the proprietor ran to Yuzhou to treat a man with a broken leg in Shu."

"How did it break?"

"When I came back, I encountered a rock falling on the mountain and threw my daughter-in-law out. I couldn't avoid it by myself."

"I haven't practiced before, so I promise to make adjustments after pushing my wife."

"I believe it, but... you have no daughter-in-law."

"Wait this time the mission is over...ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"Don't talk nonsense, it's scary."

"Thank you! Oops! A cold sweat."

"Eating pine nuts, we can't speak, we can only use our teeth after frying, and the ones that are not frying are too wet."

Some people handed pine nuts, eat them, don't talk nonsense, everyone wants to go back alive.

Otherwise, in this blizzard, unless the proprietor comes personally, whoever comes will be useless.

As for the man whose leg bone was smashed to save his wife, there is nothing to say, he replaced his own Yulin Feiqi, not his own family, but also saved.

There was no telegram in the post-Turkic area, but fortunately, they prepared in advance according to the weather.

When someone goes out, someone yells at the door of each house, yelling whatever they want, and providing a voice.

After going out, when the wind blew, I couldn't see the road at all. I went out a few steps and thought that I had gone wrong, so I changed directions.

Or maybe I went off-track and thought I was walking in a straight line.

When you hear the sound, you determine your own position, and you need to climb in the snow when you are upwind.

If you fall down and can't get up, call for help, don't wait, wait for it to be covered by snow.

It's cold, it doesn't exist for a short time, it will sweat, and it will be cold after two quarters of an hour, and you must go back to the house and change your clothes.

The changed clothes are grilled on the stove to dry the sweat.

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