Chapter 83: Lanshan Mountain

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() "What a terrible place. [No pop-up novel website]" Even though it was sunny and windless, Wang Ruixiang couldn't help but shudder. Shandong is easy to get along with in the winter - even though he was also a big man from Shandong in another time and space, he is now wrapped in a thick fur-lined coat specially made for veterans and thermal underwear brought from the old time and space. He still feels cold wearing a velvet hat. Biting to the bone.

However, in order to maintain his elder image in front of the naturalized people, Wang Ruixiang still kept his head high and confident in front of the refugees and soldiers.

The last time I felt this kind of winter distress was probably more than ten years ago. Wang Ruixiang looked back at the bottom of the hillside. Thousands of refugees were lined up in five neat columns, forming three hollow squares around several large pots, and were eating in an orderly manner. The refugees were holding on to two-meter-long wooden sticks and half-kneeling on one knee. Only the captain at the end of each row was running around, taking the hot wooden bowl of soup from the cook, and passing it one by one to the other four people in the same group. After everyone got the wooden bowl, the musician at the end of the phalanx blew the bugle three times.

"Save the world, bring peace to the people, and bring peace to the world, the Senate is the greatest!" Although the refugees were not shouting in unison while holding bowls, and probably not many people fully understood the meaning of this sentence, the shouting of thousands of people in unison was still very powerful. After completing the pre-meal rituals, the refugees put down their hands and used the sticks as sticks, took out the relief biscuits warmed by their bodies from their arms, and wolfed down the batter.

It seems that the few weeks of training before departure were not in vain. That is to say, this sense of accomplishment that is changing the world can also make me feel that it is worth abandoning everything in the old time and space to travel to this poor place.

Both destruction and construction give people the greatest sense of accomplishment, not to mention that what they are doing is destroying the old world and then building a new one.

In the old time and space, before all kinds of high-tech thermal insulation products appeared, my young self used to wear thick and bloated cotton clothes and stand like this in this land shrouded in cold winter. It's just that the situation I am now is completely different from the situation I was in then. In the old time and space, I was extremely disgusted with the current situation of being a retired soldier with the same sex. I regretted and missed the past very much. I also fantasized more than once about how I would change my life if I could go back to that age again. Although this time travel was different from what I had hoped for, I finally made up my mind after much hesitation: "If you can't change your past, then change yourself and the future of the world." With this secondary belief, Only then did he firmly embark on this uncertain road.

Wang Ruixiang put his hand on his forehead to clear these past memories from his eyes. He looked down at his watch, then looked up at the vast wilderness, then turned around and walked slowly down the hillside with the special reconnaissance team guarding the side.

At the foot of the mountain, several soldiers from the northbound detachment on escort missions were cooking pots. The army distributed grass rations with better taste and higher quality to every soldier, but the soldiers could also get an extra bowl of relief paste. Trekking long distances in the wild in this severe cold weather consumes far more calories than the ordinary version of grass rations can replenish. However, the high-calorie cold zone grass rations are only rationed to veterans and special agents.

"Chief!" When the soldiers surrounding the pot saw the senator approaching, they immediately stood up straight and saluted with a military salute. Wang Ruixiang returned the favor and waved his hand for them to continue. He and the special reconnaissance team share the same fate. The pot is also cooked to a paste, but the difference is that dried vegetable leaves are added, and the grass ration is the cold zone version. There is more fat and minced meat.

If you eat it like this, it will taste bland. However, the chili sauce Wang Ruixiang brought with him made the small stove here completely different from the big pot rice of the refugees.

After the group finished eating, Wang Ruixiang looked at his watch and saw that it was almost time. He motioned to the people around him to continue moving forward. The musicians returned to the line and blew the bugles. The refugees picked up the wooden sticks and stood up. After drinking the remaining hot water in the bowl, they shook the water dry and stuffed it into the bags on their waists. Then they marched in place to the sound of short drums and formed a team. The team leaders also started. The innermost part of the phalanx returns to the far right of the line. After a few more bugles, the refugees slowly moved from the quadrilateral square array back to the five-row marching column.

The entire refugee team has turned into a half-mile marching column, and a few soldiers walked to the front of the team carrying flags. Several cavalrymen from the northward detachment who served as scouts mounted their horses and rode out to a mile away.

"Let's go!" was the order, and after several trumpets sounded, the drum beat suddenly changed. The entire team began to move forward slowly but surely, continuing this long and difficult journey.

"It's the fourth day now. It seems we can arrive on time tomorrow." Wang Ruixiang returned to the central baggage team, thinking in his mind.

The path Wang Ruixiang led this time was not the path they took before the Dengzhou Rebellion from Juyangshui to Laizhou Bay. Although the war has subsided, several temporary supply points set up along the road in the past have been abandoned. It would be too difficult to walk there with all the dry food the refugees brought with them. And too much food was consumed along the way. So we set out to sea from the top of Lanshan Mountain instead.

To be precise, it goes out to sea from Foshou Bay at the head of Lanshan Mountain. This place is the Arashiyama Port area in the old time and space. The waters of Lanshan Port are relatively wide and the water depth conditions are good. The natural water depth at the front of the 20,000-ton berth can reach 10 meters. Lanshan Port is a frost-free port. In the Ming Dynasty, it was under the jurisdiction of Rìzhao County, Juzhou, Qingzhou Prefecture.

This is the delivery dock that Wang Ruixiang and his people selected after many reconnaissances. In addition to the hydrological data obtained from old time and space data, he found that this place was sparsely populated in the Ming Dynasty, and it was a full 40 kilometers away from the nearest Ming army garrison, Anton Guard. The entire defense force was only a beacon tower and five men. Guard the Taidun Army. Without large-scale police information, the hungry and cold cavalry troops of Anton Guard would not have come here. Neither the arrival of a ship nor the movement of refugees is noticeable.

Moreover, the distance from this place to Yishui City is only 128 kilometers, and you can roughly travel along Provincial Highway 335 and Provincial Highway 222. If refugees travel at an average speed of 30 kilometers per day, it will take up to five days to reach Foshan Bay. In this way, dry food prepared for refugees on the road can also be greatly reduced.

According to people in the Song Dynasty, a soldier carrying six buckets of food could support him for ten days. This is also the maximum amount of rations that each soldier can carry with him. But this is a healthy young man, which is not the same thing as a refugee group of men, women, old and young who have been suffering from chronic malnutrition.

With the physique of the refugees, it is impossible to carry ten days of rations, and Wang Ruixiang does not dare to carry so many rations for them: if no one is watching, many people will eat three days of rations on the first day. They will also be starved to death by dry food without water, and some refugees will take the opportunity to escape with the food rations - this kind of thing has happened many times before.

Therefore, Wang Ruixiang currently uses the baggage team to carry rations together, and the baggage team uses wheelbarrows. Young and middle-aged refugees take turns pushing and pulling the carts every day. The baggage train was escorted by the police guard. This ensures that food can be safely distributed without adding manpower.

The refugees marched in a formation of five people and one fire. Everyone except young children had to carry wooden sticks - these things can effectively save energy during long journeys and can also be used for self-defense when necessary. During the march, the young and middle-aged refugees were outside, and the baggage team, women and children were inside. Young children and the infirm moved forward in wheelbarrows in the baggage train. If someone is sick or falls behind on the road, the baggage team will take care of him.

Every refugee marching column sent to Foshou Bay is equipped with a police guard: a mixture of Beishang detachment and Yunsheng Guanxiangyong. Yunsheng Guanxiangyong was responsible for maintaining order in the team and guarding the baggage team. The northward detachment sent out reconnaissance cavalry to conduct reconnaissance and use force to disperse hostile forces when necessary.

It is not easy to carry these thousands of people through more than 100 kilometers of disaster-ravaged areas. Famine has caused most of the settlements along this road to be abandoned, and hungry people and bandits are everywhere. Not to mention replenishing food along the way, it was also difficult to raise firewood and drinking water. The weather was extremely cold again, and by the fourth day, dozens of people had been lost - this was considered a low-loss operation. It was not uncommon for several hundred people to die and be scattered due to snowstorms or other natural disasters.

At noon on the fifth day, the refugee column finally arrived at Foshan Bay, where there was only a small fishing village and a pier. Since Wang Ruixiang and Dao Zhang selected this place as a port for refugees, the Northward Detachment sent a detachment to directly control this place. Most of the people in the fishing village have been taken captive to Jeju Island, leaving only a few who are familiar with the hydrological and tidal conditions at the head of Lanshan Mountain. of fishermen used as pilots.

The pier was also controlled by the northward detachment, and the five pier soldiers and their families were taken as prisoners. Wang Ruixiang did not embarrass them much, as long as they "continue as usual every day" - of course, they have to accept everything that is happening in Foshan Bay right now. A very sensible "didn't see it".

Seeing the piers of Foshou Bay in the distance, the young men of the police guard let out a slight burst of joy. In order to make temporary arrangements for transferring refugees, Foshan Bay has built a trestle for boarding ships and also built some supporting buildings: a simple camp with a fishing village as the core and many shacks has been built, which can accommodate up to 2,000 people. Refugees and three hundred police and labor personnel. There is also a simple warehouse that can store relief rations for 100,000 people.

The ships that come to pick up the refugees are all loaded with relief rations and are loaded with refugees after being unloaded locally. The food that arrived was transported back by the returning police guards. Sometimes we have to send a special transport team to Foshou Bay to pick up and transport food. The food consumed back and forth is very large. If it is not to obtain more people, this is quite uneconomical.