Hearing Zhang He speak so directly, Zhao Ming smiled.
"Do you think we are safe here?"
Zhang He was a little stunned by Zhao Ming's sudden change of conversation.
"certainly!"
Zhang He nodded without thinking, pointed at the river in the distance and said seriously,
"Don't underestimate this river. This river flows down from the mountain. You just saw that the river is very fast and has sufficient depth and width.
It is impossible for outsiders to directly wade across the river, and it is even more impossible to build a bridge. So many guard towers are not just decorations.
As long as we see the enemy's situation, we can respond immediately. We have guns and bows in our hands.
Even if they fill in a large number of manpower and finally build this bridge, what will happen? The narrow bridge can only hold up to the sky for one person. Is it possible that they can fly over? "
Zhang He's tactical literacy is still sufficient. It is simply unrealistic to face the hail of bullets on the narrow road. He will only be beaten into a sieve and then fall into the river.
As for the accumulation of corpses causing the river to fill up, this is even more impossible. As he just said, the river is very fast, and if a person falls in, he will be washed away like driftwood.
Zhao Ming smiled lightly and shook his head, pointing to the shallow layer of snow that had accumulated not far away.
"Haven't you seen it yet? With the current climate...what do you think this river will look like in a few days?"
"this...."
Zhang He's expression suddenly froze, and then he thought of this serious problem.
It’s not just the river that freezes. The first one to freeze is definitely the upstream. Soon the area will also enter the dry season, accompanied by ice.
If you're not lucky, a thick layer of ice may form on the surface of the river before it dries up. At that time, people won’t need to build bridges and will just walk on the ice.
As long as some cloth is wrapped around the horse's hooves, the Mongols can enter this peaceful Huozhongtun as if they were walking on flat ground.
Fortunately, in previous years, the river was too fast and the dry season would not arrive for another month or two. But with the coldness this year, it may freeze in half a month or even within a few days.
"Therefore, combat preparations must be focused. I have already planned to remove women and children from tomorrow, and every young man who can mount a horse must participate in my training.
Those who train hard, I can make them eat until they are full, and those who can’t train well will give me bran-pharyngeal vegetables!
Master Zhang, you should know that in troubled times, you should use the principle of heavy code to make the people below you comfortable, but in the end they will all die! "
At the end of the sentence, Zhao Ming's expression suddenly turned cold, and Zhang He was already speechless.
Even if his mind was still stuck on the previous idea of self-protection and seeking comfort, he had to admit that the young man in front of him was right.
“But what if there’s not enough food and everyone gets into trouble? Also, most of the young people in these tribes have families.
I guess they would rather eat less themselves and support the family and the children. In the end, I'm afraid..."
"Well, that's why I said we should manage food in a unified way, and everyone will start eating together starting tomorrow.
Those participating in the training, including women, children, old and young, select some people to supervise. Anyone who dares to secretly hide food will lose the next meal.
As for the trouble, don't worry, at least you don't have to worry about it for half a month. "
Zhao Ming said calmly, his face not at all anxious.
This made Zhang He a little confused and couldn't help but ask, "What about half a month later?"
"After half a month...it's very simple. After that, increase the daily portion for everyone every day. A little more every day, it doesn't need to be too much, it just needs to be obvious to everyone that the food is increasing every day.
Then maintain it for three days, continue to restore the previous weight after three days, and then increase the weight for another three days after another seven days, and so on. "
Zhao Ming's words made Zhang He confused and didn't quite understand.
Zhao Ming didn't want to explain this.
Because this is a simple business trick.
He still learned the hunger marketing method from his previous life, as well as the game manufacturer's activation code method.
To put it simply, even if you have a lot of cards in your hand, you can't throw them out all at once.
Whether your food can last for two months or half a year, if you ensure normal daily supply from the beginning, and then it starts to plummet later, then this is the stupidest thing to do. The accumulation of public anger will be very scary.
And if you pick at the ropes at the beginning, although it will take some time, but later when the public's anger has accumulated to a certain point, you will throw out a few cards, and keep the people hanging in this way, which will naturally greatly alleviate the internal conflicts to a certain extent.
Zhang He shook his head. He was too lazy to think about the twists and turns, and said directly, "Master Zhao, I don't understand what you are talking about, but our food and grass have a certain amount. Even if you do this, our food and grass will be at most It can last for more than a month.
What about a month later? "
"After one month? No!"
Zhao Ming chuckled and shook his head, drank the last bit of mutton soup in the bowl and then continued,
"I will find a way to get food before it runs out. If that doesn't work, I will have more fights with the Outer Mongolians."
"So what if we can't win?" Zhang He continued to ask.
"Haha! Can't win? You can definitely win."
Zhao Ming's words made Zhang He even more suspicious. It was difficult for him to understand where Zhao Ming's confidence came from.
To be honest, Zhao Ming actually didn't have any confidence at all.
It’s just that if you don’t do anything, there will naturally be nothing.
Although Boss Guo promised that a batch of supplies would be delivered before winter, but now that winter is approaching and the Mongolians have gone south, it is unknown whether Boss Guo can still come.
Even if he could come, Zhao Ming estimated that the supplies sent by Boss Guo would not be able to support so many people.
After all, Zhao Ming never expected that he would win over so many people at first, especially with the addition of the variables of the Darkhan and Maomingan tribes.
But Zhao Ming is not going to give up on the population. Only people have the power, let alone in this vast and sparsely populated prairie.
Moreover, the grassland herdsmen are all good at fighting. As long as they are instilled with a sense of command and obedience, they will become a group of brave and fighting elites.
Zhang He felt that his brain was a little insufficient. He couldn't understand where Commander Zhao's confidence came from.
He rubbed his chin and said in a deep voice, "But Sir Zhao, have you ever prepared for the worst?"
"Of course! But don't worry, this won't happen, I promise!"
Zhao Ming looked at Zhang He solemnly as he spoke, then waved his hand and said with a smile,
"By the way, I changed my mind. Starting from tomorrow, everyone will be served in normal portions, whether they are young people participating in training or old, weak, women and children, but it will start to decrease every day."
"ah?!"
Zhang He's eyelids suddenly jumped. Although he didn't quite understand the idea mentioned by Zhao Ming earlier, he felt that the plan was good.
But this plan doesn't look like a good idea at the moment.
Seeing the confusion on Zhang He's face, Zhao Ming looked around and asked, "But before that, I need you to recommend a quartermaster."
