Chapter 1211 Heavy Snowfall as Planned

Half a month has passed and most of the city has been built, but a few parts still need some time.

Snow is falling and the sister lake is frozen.

The snow started falling before noon and continued to fall at night, and the wind was also strong. Under the light of the kerosene lamp, the snow was flying sideways.

"The team is ready to set off as previously agreed." Guo Zhiyun, the main camp officer, ordered.

They have a plan. To put it bluntly, they are looking forward to this heavy snow.

I don’t know when it will happen, let alone whether it will happen.

Now that it's down, it fits in perfectly with part of the plan.

The groomed horses were brought out and hitched to the sleigh.

Five hundred Yulin Feiqi were in charge here. Water bags and military water bottles were wrapped in cotton clothes on the sled.

A new military kettle was delivered. It is enamel, so it is not afraid of rust and the porcelain will fall off when bumped. Overall, it is fine.

It contains meat porridge, which is hot.

The Yulin Flying Riders took kerosene lamps, saws, ropes, and wooden sticks and set off on their sleds.

Qin Li led the team and went straight to Bilala's tribe.

In the heavy snow, Bilala was shouting: "Sheep, put the sheepfold back up first, and put the yak next to it."

He was about to cry. He remembered that when he was a child, there was also a heavy snowfall that claimed the lives of more than 400 tribesmen.

At that time, the yaks were a little better, but more than 70% of the sheep were lost, and many people froze to death.

After that, more than 200 tribesmen were lost. The elderly tribesmen were finally given some food and left in the snow.

The tribes had to migrate, and the sheep and yaks had nothing to eat in the heavy snow.

The old man is a burden, so giving him a piece of meat is the last act of kindness.

Unexpectedly, it would happen again this year, and the shed of the sheepfold collapsed due to heavy snowfall and wind.

The elders of the tribe rushed to the front and worked hard? Do they want to help the tribe at the last moment? And then...

"Brother Birala, are you here? I am Qin Li."

When Birala was directing the tribesmen to work with torches that were blown by the wind and felt like they would go out the next moment, the shouts of a group of people came from the darkness.

Is the snow too heavy? Both sides can't see the light of each other's torches and kerosene lamps at all.

Pilar's heart twitched at first, fearing that he would be attacked.

Then he put it down again? No need, why did the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty come to fight now? Waiting for the snow to stop? There will be no fighting ability on our side.

How many people did he call and shouted back together: "Here? Here."

"See? It's a little bright. Don't worry, we're coming." A group of people on Qin Li's side shouted.

They saw a little light, and the person responsible for watching the horses continued to watch the horses and lead the horses forward.

The others wore skis on their feet and rushed over in spite of the wind and snow.

Yes? They have skis and poles? Otherwise, riding a horse in such heavy snow will bear too much weight on the horse.

Walk by yourself, and the snow will reach your waist with one step.

Skis are not easy to use, but they are better than getting stuck in the snow.

Qin Li rushed to the front, with the kerosene lamp hung on his chest, swaying back and forth in the wind.

He used his hands to steady himself from time to time, and ran up to Birala with a bang.

He took off the kerosene lamp and handed it to Birala, shouting: "Give the kerosene lamp to our brothers and go to work."

"Yes!" The other Yulin Feiqiu responded, taking off their skis and going over there to stabilize the sheepfold.

Saws, ropes, and sticks come in handy at this time.

Then he used a snowboard to push the snow around frantically away with the wind, and then helped to rebuild the tent.

The shivering children and old men of the Birala tribe drank the hot broth. They took a sip of the soup and hurried to kill them.

The torches would go out and the kerosene lamps would always be on, no matter how the wind blew.

An hour and a half later, the wind and snow were still there, and the Fei Qiu and the tribe members took turns cleaning up the newly fallen snow on and around the sheep pens and tents.

Qin Li and Bi Lala entered the tent. He took out his military water bottle from his arms and handed it over: "Take a sip of medicinal wine, take a small sip."

After saying that, he retracted his hand, unscrewed the lid, poured half of the lid, and handed the lid over with a rope attached to the back.

The smell of wine that Birala smelled was very strong.

He looked at the wine in Gary, thinking that the other party said that the medicinal wine was precious and he was not willing to drink more for himself.

He took it carefully, raised his head and fucked it.

"Cough cough cough, hiss~ oh~ cough cough cough! Oh! I can't breathe."

Bilala's eyes were filled with tears and runny nose. What should I say about this drink?

"What a courage, Brother Birla. The 60-degree warm wine is so dry when I see you for the first time. I always sip it in small sips. Haha!"

Qin Li poured some for himself, took a sip, really took a sip, held his breath and swallowed, then slowly exhaled the smell of alcohol from his mouth without breathing through his nose.

When you take the next breath in, your nose will follow it, and then you will breathe out again, feeling comfortable.

The high-temperature wine is like this. When you drink it, it feels like a knife going down, and then you feel like your whole chest is getting hot.

Birala also felt hot, as if there was something blocked in his throat.

"Come on, brother Birla, I brought a bag of fennel beans, a big bag. The master taught me how to make them. Even children can eat them after they are cooked."

Qin Li took out another oil paper bag, which contained two kilograms of fennel beans.

He waved to the children of Pilar in the tent, and they came running over.

"Give it to your mother, don't just eat it for yourself. In our Tang Dynasty, if a child doesn't give something to his parents and grandparents first, he is not a good child."

Qin Li grabbed it with his hands and put boiled broad beans in the hands of the children.

The children understood, and after getting the broad beans, they ran to their mothers first, and Pilara said to several women.

"We will eat too, don't worry, as long as no one dies, all problems are minor problems."

Qin Li took off the bottle cap, poured half a cap of wine and handed it over, and picked up a broad bean and chewed it.

Pilara had experience, took a sip, and then another sip, and took four sips in a row before drinking half a cap of wine, and quickly took the broad bean to eat.

His eyes were red, and he didn't know if it was because of the wine.

"If you didn't come, many people in my tribe would have died. I don't know why, although we have a lot of people, but I suddenly feel relieved when I see you."

Pilara raised his hand to wipe his eyes, and said in a not very clear voice.

"Because we are brothers, UU reading books wｗw．uuｋanshu.ｎet What you see is not five hundred Yulin flying cavalry, but the city behind.

When the day breaks, more things will be delivered. Life can always go on. Don't give up on anyone.

When you can give up even your parents for survival, it doesn't mean you are cruel, but you are cowardly.

You are not cowardly in force, but in your powerlessness in the face of heaven.

And my host has a way to defy heaven. Heaven's evil can still be violated. My host said..."

Qin Li began to instill a thought into Bilala, that is, Li Yi is omnipotent.

Follow Li Yi, follow the current Datang, and everyone can live a good life.

I am not afraid of the heavy snow, and I will not give up anyone because of it. We work hard together and say no to fate.

"No! I don't accept it! I want to learn from Li Dongzhu!" Bilala, who drank a few glasses of wine, clenched his fists and raised his head and shouted.

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