Dad! Love My Daughter To Death

Chapter 1861: Northwest bitter cold

It is not the first time for Liu Zhengyang to come to the Northwest, but it is winter at this time. Unlike the last spring scene, it gives people a more chilling feeling.

The icy cold wind was like a knife, and it slapped his face fiercely, making him feel like his skin was cracked.

It is precisely because of this feeling that Liu Zhengyang narrowed his eyes subconsciously, and then waved his hand.

Fang Yanbin hurried over.

"In charge!"

In front of outsiders, Fang Yanbin is not casual, which is also the greatest respect for Liu Zhengyang.

"Find a place to camp!"

Liu Zhengyang sighed lightly, and couldn't help but slander in his heart, he never thought that they were so unlucky, they encountered the yellow hair wind just after they came out!

Speaking of his ability, naturally it won't be affected too much.

But the soldiers in the reserve battalion who followed him couldn't stand it. Although each of them was gritting their teeth, it was obvious that such persistence could not last for too long.

However, this is not the way to go. Maybe some people will not be able to adapt to it halfway, and will pass out directly!

"But we just set up camp! This will greatly reduce our travel speed!"

Fang Yanbin said with some embarrassment.

"Look at the soldiers below, now is not the time to struggle with speed! Find a place!"

"Yes!"

Fang Yanbin could only sigh helplessly, and then took people to find the place where the wind was blowing to set up camp.

As the tents were erected, Liu Zhengyang was still standing on the loess, staring blankly at the loess world in front of him.

Because of the yellow-haired wind, they have deviated from the scheduled travel route, and now they don't know where they have deviated to!

If you continue to go on like this, the soldiers under your command may be severely affected.

Liu Zhengyang couldn't take such a risk any longer.

When Liu Zhengyang returned to the command tent, Fang Yanbin had a sad face: "Brother Yang, it's not the way to go on like this! Our supplies will soon be cut off! It can last for three days at most!"

"Three days?"

Liu Zhengyang frowned.

"Now is not the time to hesitate, I'll go out to find supplies, you lead someone to guard here!"

Fang Yanbin hesitated for a moment: "Brother Yang, why don't I take someone with me!"

Liu Zhengyang shook his head: "We are only at the border of Huangmaofeng. If we go deeper, I am afraid we will encounter stronger winds, and then you will be in danger!"

"The main thing is that I suspect that we have entered the no-man's land in the northwest!"

"No Man's Land?"

Fang Yanbin exclaimed.

Liu Zhengyang nodded solemnly.

He really has a lot of responsibility for the lack of supplies.

The space in the heaven and earth chessboard can be loaded with enough supplies, but according to the predetermined plan, basically it only takes three to five days of marching to reach the Xiongguan Pass in the northwest.

It is also the largest pass in the northwest and can naturally be fully supplied.

In order to store more minerals, Liu Zhengyang did not prepare sufficient supplies. At most, it is some items that are easy to store, such as rice, but although such a single material will not starve people to death, long-term consumption is extremely important for warriors. fatal thing.

Of course, in the face of such a situation, being able to live in peace is the most important thing.

"Okay, you bring someone to keep me here! No man's land is like other places, danger can happen at any time!"

Liu Zhengyang explained, then got up and left, walking into the yellow hair wind.