"Wu ~ ~ Wu ~ ~ Ao ~ ~ ~" The wind howled.
At noon, in the Lake Baikal area, the sky was dark, and the black snow was blown around by the wind.
People's backs were facing where the wind came from, but the snow still came from behind and stuck to their faces.
Squinting, they could only see the shape of their outstretched hands, and further away, it was pitch black.
Standing still, snow quickly piled up under their feet. Before the snow from the wind could fall to their backs, it was pushed against their clothes by the snow behind them.
The Turkic people shouted loudly and used shovels to clear the snow facing the wind. They felt that the speed of clearing was not as fast as the snow piled up.
The old people could not wield their shovels, so they took a small basket made of paper and tied it to a rope. They went to a snowy area, grabbed a basket of snow, and used the rope to drag it away.
The women and children used wooden pieces to fan the stove. The wind blew outside, and smoke came in.
About five li south of the Turkic area, the Winged Knights were sending a telegram. They kept repeating it, afraid that the signal would be lost due to the heavy snow.
The others rested and ate, but no one cleaned the snow.
They lived upstairs, in a building built of wood with three floors.
The first floor was surrounded by wooden fences and mats that could be opened in all four directions.
Sandbags and hay were piled up in the four corners. The second floor was also for grass, and the third floor was inhabited.
The horses stayed on the first floor. If they did not go upstairs, the stairs would not be easy to walk.
The heavy snow and white wind made the horses' ears twitch constantly as they strolled around the first floor.
The one hundred Winged Knights had four hundred horses. The building was large enough and did not lack wood. The Turkic people helped to build it.
They wrote in the newspaper that they could not do well, so the Winged Knights went over to give them pointers.
In response, they built the building for the Winged Knights.
The two sides did not fight, even if the Turkic people could destroy the one hundred Winged Knights.
The Turkic people transported two batches of pine nuts and returned with a batch of grain.
The second batch of grain had not returned yet. Another one hundred Winged Knights brought a transport team from the Turkic people.
"It won't fall. You don't have to keep coming to see me." A Winged Knights sitting on a chair on the first floor said to the horse in front of him.
The horse kept moving and changing its position to look at him. The horse knew who to rely on at critical moments.
The snow was blown in by the wind from the top of the fence on three sides. It was quite cold.
With such heavy snow, the horses knew that they couldn't find food outside unless they ate snow.
If he wanted to eat, he could only find someone to sit down and ask.
"If you really can't fall, why are you rubbing your head against me?" The Winged Knights pushed the horse's head.
"Little Nine, prepare to receive the materials." Someone shouted from above.
"Okay!" The Yulin Flying Cavalry responded and silently said, "Yes, you are asking about the meal, right away."
There was a slope above, and the bundles rolled down, and the people below moved aside.
The other Winged Knights came down from the third floor to help. When the bundle was opened, it was filled with cut grass.
The silos were not here. There were silos and haystacks outside, but now they were covered by snow.
Four hundred horses were looking for a place to eat. Thirty of them were standing at the side, not eating.
When the Winged Knights finished delivering the materials for the other horses, he called for the thirty horses to follow him to the most spacious spot on the side.
There was a wooden manger for hay and pellets.
The other horses did not have pellets. There was too little. The thirty mares had big bellies, and they needed nutrition.
From their actions, it was clear that this was not the first time this was arranged. The horses were already used to it.
"The snow is a test for Silent Thorn. If you don't have good organization skills, you will die."
Little Nine stopped a horse that came over to taste the pellets that the pregnant mare ate, and felt the sound of the wind blowing in.
The horse helplessly returned to its original spot, regret written on its face. I just want to smell it. I don't want to eat. Why are you stopping me?
"Eat! Your child will only be born after the New Year. It will still be cold then. We will send a telegram back to send you better food. "
Little Nine came to the side of a mares that was not in a good state because of the weather and her belly. He took out a small handful of pepper from his pocket.
As he spoke, he put more than twenty pellets in the palm of his other hand and stretched it out.
The mares quickly turned their heads and licked it. Not a single pellet was left. After chewing a few times, they were in a good state.
"As expected, you are greedy. Eat, I will give you a piece of rock candy."
Little Nine touched the horse's head. The horse used its mouth to touch his other hand.
"No more. Pepper is expensive. Do you expect to eat pepper as rice? The amount that I gave you just now can buy a bowl of Yang Chun noodles in Chang 'an. "
Little Nine said. He took more than ten pellets and fed it. After feeding it, he immediately left.
The mares looked at Little Nine's back with longing. They lowered their heads and continued to eat. Actually, the pellets were very delicious.
"Will their sheep freeze to death? What if one of the sheds collapses? "
Another person looked expectantly at the Turkic area. If a sheep froze to death, he could get one to eat. Everyone could drink mutton soup. Yes, one sheep was only enough to drink mutton soup.
"Let's go and take a look?" Another person suggested.
"You go. When the snow stops, we will see if we can find you. When you go out, we will send a message to your family. You have sacrificed your life for the country. "
The people from before said that with the current weather in the Five Li Li area, where can you survive?
Even if you bring a compass and a pressurized kerosene lamp and don't get lost, you will still be buried on the road.
"I'm just saying. In the past, there were people who went out of their tents. After 100 meters, they couldn't find their way back. They froze to death less than 30 meters away from their tents."
"If Dongzhu is here, I won't be afraid. I just sent a telegram. Dongzhu ran to Yuzhou to save a person with a broken leg. "
"How did it break?"
"When he came back, he saw a falling rock. He threw his wife out but he couldn't avoid it."
"I don't usually practice. If it was me, I promise I can adjust after pushing my wife."
"I believe you, but … you don't have a wife."
"When this mission is over … Wuwuwu! En! "
"Don't talk nonsense. It's scary."
"Thank you! Aiya! I'm sweating. "
"Eat pine nuts. We can't open our mouths. After stir-frying, we can only chew them with our teeth."
Someone passed them pine nuts. Eat, don't talk nonsense. Everyone wants to go back alive.
Otherwise, in this wind and snow, unless Dongzhu came personally, no one would be able to survive.
As for the man whose leg was broken while saving his wife, there was nothing much to say. If it were the Winged Knights, they would save even if it wasn't their own family.
There were no telegrams in the Turks. Fortunately, they saw the weather and prepared in advance.
When people went out, there would be people shouting at the door. They would shout whatever they wanted to provide sound.
After going out, the wind would blow and they couldn't see the road. After taking a few steps, they would think that they were going the wrong way and change direction.
Or they would think that they were going in a straight line.
When they heard the sound, they would confirm their position. When there was wind, they would have to crawl in the snow.
If they fell and couldn't get up, they would call for help. Don't wait, they would be covered by the snow.
Cold, it wouldn't exist in a short period of time. They would sweat for half an hour and have to go back to the house to change clothes.
The clothes they changed into would be heated by the fire to dry the sweat.
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