Seal meat, which Yang Gan and others found unpalatable, was a good thing for the soldiers.
Ordered that all the seal meat should be given to everyone as extra meals, and the next batch of pork and mutton could be saved.
The conditions are good now, but supporting hundreds of thousands of troops is still very tight for a county.
Food is only a key factor. Although this can be solved, it is impossible for people to eat only corn every day. Meat, fruits, and vegetables must also keep up.
But for the time being, it is not possible to have one meal of meat every day, and even the Black Armor Cavalry can only eat one meal a day or two.
It is not known how long this situation will last, but Yang Qian is already working on dealing with this problem.
There is no other way. It takes 8 to 12 months to grow local black pigs. The pigs that I used to kill for meat after raising them were only half-grown.
I really miss the white pigs from my previous life, which could be ready for slaughter in 5 to 6 months. But I heard that the pigs were imported and crossbred, which are not available now, so I can only work on the feed.
If it can be matured in half a year, I believe that the production of meat can at least increase several times, and then the entire Yuntong County will really be able to achieve meat-free freedom.
After Ran Jing arranged things, he came over and said, "This time the grain and grass supplies are very sufficient, and Lake Baikal is rich in products. It can be said that as long as nothing unexpected happens, there will basically be no food crisis."
Yang Gan nodded and said, "Have you guys gone to see it?"
Yang Gan didn’t know much about Lake Baikal, but there were often videos like this on Douyin.
I really want to travel, but~~I am poor and can’t go anywhere. I can only watch it on Douyin to satisfy my eyes.
If Yang Gan remembers correctly, although it is not the largest freshwater lake in terms of area, it is very deep and stores the most fresh water in the world. Of course, this is based on the fact that the geography of this world is the same as in previous generations.
"Your Majesty, we have just investigated clearly. The fishery here is very rich, and Lake Baikal is so huge. At first glance, I thought it was the sea."
Ran Jing looked at the endless lake, feeling the vastness of the lake and the grassland, and exclaimed, "General, I think that even a tribe or a smaller nation will have no problem, let alone raising an army of ours. "
Yang Gan was startled, and a flash of light flashed in his mind, and he hurriedly said, "Ran Jing, we were here last time, and we came to the same place. How long do you think it will take to circle around Lake Baikal?"
Ran Jing was stunned for a moment, and he was a little dumbfounded. There was no village in front of him, no shop in the back, the lake was endless, and he couldn't see the opposite shore at all. How could he calculate this?
"The general doesn't know that this lake is too wide. Even if you ride a horse for several days, you may not be able to circle back."
Yang Qian said seriously, "You have never thought that there might be other tribes here."
After Yang Gan finished speaking, Ran Jing suddenly broke into a cold sweat.
Yes, why didn't I expect that? At this time, Yang Gan patted his shoulder and smiled.
"I know what you are thinking. In fact, I only realized it after you reminded me just now. Are there any elite scouts among our Black Armored Cavalry people who came this time?"
Ran Jing smiled and said, "General, our black armored cavalry are the most elite scouts themselves."
In ancient times, scouts were generally strong and brave men. Especially in terms of riding skills, they were definitely better than ordinary cavalry.
But in Yang Qian's training, an elite scout can single-handedly defeat at least five black armored cavalry. If necessary, he can even travel as fast as possible to deliver information with only a little food and water.
Even though having a phone makes many things more convenient, today's phones are too big and impossible to carry with you, so the intelligence you detect still has to be passed on by scouts.
"How do you plan it?"
This kind of thing is just speculation now, but it must be guarded against. There is no law in this place. More than five hundred people here are just a drop in the ocean.
No one knows whether there are any tribes stationed here, and if so, how many people can survive in such a harsh environment?
Long-term living.
Physical fitness must be superior to others. Those with weak bodies would have been unable to survive the environment and would have died early.
"Go into battle lightly, form a group of five, three groups of people will set off to search to the west, and three groups of people will set out to search to the east."
For Ran Jing, this search mission is nothing more than drizzle. Any place where people live for a long time can be detected with just a brief scan of the telescope.
Ran Jing looked at Yang Qian, hoping to see a trace of affirmation in his eyes, but to his disappointment, Yang Qian's eyes only flashed with a glimmer of expectation, and nothing could be seen anymore.
Yang Gan pointed at Lake Baikal and said, "Lake Baikal is as vast as the sea. Can you be sure that there is no island in the middle?"
"If there is an island and we come in in the middle of the night, can you guarantee that we can defeat the enemy without any damage?"
Ran Jing was shocked in his heart, and then he said with admiration, "Your Majesty, after all, you think more carefully than the general, I understand."
After saying that, he immediately walked towards the soldiers and quickly arranged their work.
Yang Gan shook his head, are you kidding? This is considered thoughtful? This is ancient times. If it were modern times, you would have to deploy at least two or three radars to be considered safe.
Does anyone know where a self-exposure drone flew from?
There are a large number of wooden houses scattered on an island in Lake Baikal, and people are coming and going everywhere.
Someone was harvesting some strange plants, and someone was fishing by the lake, killing them and hanging them on a wooden frame.
There were also people wearing colorful clothes, kowtowing to several huge wooden poles and muttering something.
At this time, several half-year-old children, wearing animal fur clothes, ran over, panting.
"Grandpa, another group of people are coming to the North Coast."
After the old man threw a piece of dried fish into his mouth, he stood up and looked carefully. He couldn't believe he was an old man. He was clearly a strong man in his forties.
But wearing a felt hat, red beard, and weather-beaten face made him look older than he actually was, and his eyes were actually blue.
"The same people from last time again?"
"Yes, this time there are almost the same people as last time, but there are a lot more soldiers."
At this time, another girl said, "Chief, there is a person I recognize. He is the leader who came last time."
The strong man threw the fish meat in his hands to several teenagers and walked towards the wooden house.
There was no bonfire yet inside, and there were only a few women inside, while the men were still busy outside making a living.
After telling a tall and thick-set woman to go out, a dozen strong men walked in not long after.
"Clan leader, why did you ask Duomuer to call us here?" asked a strong young man wearing a thin leather jacket.
The clan leader was sitting at the head, leaning on the cow head decoration on the seat with one hand, and said with a headache, "Just now, a few little guys took a boat to check around. The weird group of people who came last time are here again this time."
Someone said, "Last time? Was it the Huns or the Jie tribe? Our Beihai is in such a desolate place and is not suitable for them to graze. What are they doing here?"
"Yes, the Huns, with their numbers, we are no match."
"Humph, what are you afraid of? The Huns are only good at riding and shooting. We have lived in the North Sea for generations. As long as they dare to step into the North Sea, we will have ways to kill them."
"No, there are too many Huns. Our tribe only has a few thousand people. How can we be a match for the Huns?"
Seeing everyone noisy, but with a hint of panic in their tone, the patriarch understood that despite how these people were shouting here, his own strength was indeed not as good as that of some nomads.
If they weren't good at sailing, were in a remote location, and lacked supplies, they would have been exterminated long ago.
"Okay, shut up, stop arguing~~~!"
The patriarch roared and sent someone to call the girl in. This girl grew up eating hundreds of meals. Although she is not old, she has a pair of clairvoyance. She can see things that others cannot see.
Under the gaze of dozens of big men, the girl was not timid at all. After all, the population was not large, and everyone knew her as she walked around.
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"Arina, tell me what's going on."
Arina nodded and said, "Last time, a group of people came over, played in the hot spring for a few days and then left."
"We're here again this time, but compared to last time, the number of people this time is not only slightly larger, but their equipment is also very good..."
Arina tilted her head and frowned, looking like she was thinking.
The patriarch asked, "What else?"
Arina shook her head, "They are very powerful. Several hundred people shot arrows together and captured more than a hundred sea lions."
"Then how did you know it was the same group of people who came last time?" A big man couldn't help but ask.
Arina smiled and said, "Because they are the only ones with long hair."
Everyone was immediately choked up, and many men who usually prided themselves on being knowledgeable had the good sense to keep their mouths shut.
At this time, a man covered in colorful clothes and wearing a mask walked in, and everyone bowed their heads in salute.
"Shaman."
The shaman came in, found a place to sit down, and said, "I heard Arina's words outside. These people should be people from the Central Plains far south."
"People from the Central Plains?"
Everyone suddenly thought of some stories told by passing Huns, as well as some knowledge.
Not every nomadic tribe likes to annex others. Of course, annexing others has many benefits and can also increase the number of troops.
But one more person also means one more mouth. If you expand blindly, if the cattle and sheep suffer heavy losses in winter, you will be asking for death.
"People from the Central Plains?" the clan leader murmured.
"But this place is at least thousands of miles away from the Central Plains. How could they come to us?"
"It is said that the people of the Central Plains are more reasonable than the Huns. Do you want to ask?"
"Hahaha, do you know the Chinese language?"
"this...."
A heavily armed team of more than 500 people is near Beihai. The words are rough, but they have their own Xiao Jiujiu.
If it's going to be detrimental to your own tribe, you'll be in trouble.
But the problem now is that no one knows the Chinese language at all.
Seeing that everyone was helpless, the shaman smiled and said, "Let's go first. We are sincere and believe that the people in the Central Plains will not attack us, otherwise it will always be a disaster."
