Whether Liu Bang and Napoleon believed that Liu Xiu had the ability to call for wind and rain and shake the mountains, the temperature was rapidly dropping as the howling north wind became more and more violent.
The sky was gloomy and gloomy, the north wind was howling, a thick layer of frost formed on the dead grass and branches, and scattered snowflakes began to fall, pouring into the necks of the soldiers, goosebumps rose all over the frozen body, and the potholes of the river on the side of the road quickly froze.
Everything is moving towards Liu Xiu's prediction, if the temperature continues to drop like this, the Seine will inevitably be frozen for thousands of miles, and a thick layer of ice will form.
"Liu Xiu, this little rabbit cub is really a genius" Napilon did not believe that Liu Xiu had the ability to shake the mountains and change the weather, but he could not explain this incredible change.
If Liu Xiu is a warlock who can pinch and calculate, and can predict the future, then he can only make predictions in advance, why did Futu Mountain slide according to his will, and why did the temperature plummet according to his conjecture "Now we have to rely on Liu Bang, Liu Xiu's father and son to fight against the Han people, and when I have a chance to breathe in the future, I must find a chance to get rid of Liu Xiu, the demon."
Napoleon quietly glanced back at Liu Xiu, who had caught up from behind, and groaned in his heart.
There is an unruly heart hidden in his short body, and it is only temporary to be subservient to Liu Bang, and he will never allow himself to be sent under the fence all the time Seeing Napoleon's gloomy face, Liu Bang said haha: "Haha, it seems that God is really on our side, there is still about 300 miles from here to the Seine, if we continue to maintain this temperature, we can really step on the ice on the Seine to cross the river." ” Napoleon looked up at the snow-capped Alps in the distance, and wondered whether to take a gamble and continue his march towards the Seine, or whether it would be more certain to cross the Alps Liu Bang rode closer to Napoleon, stretched out his hand to wrap his shoulder, and said with a smile: "Brother, don't hesitate anymore, although I don't believe that Xiu'er has the ability to change the climate, but the facts are in front of us, and we can't believe that maybe there is indeed a God in this world."
Liu Bang raised his hand as he spoke, and gently slapped himself: "Haha, look at my mouth, God has always existed, has always existed, he blesses us in the dark."
"Yes, God has always existed" Napoleon sneered, but he cursed secretly in his heart, "God has a ghost, it is just a means to fool believers, and a tyrant like us naturally does not believe such rumors, and in our hearts we only believe in ourselves, in fists, and in force."
Just as Liu Bang was talking to Napoleon, Liu Xiu chased after him and gave a salute on his horse in high spirits: "Father, General Napoleon, Liu Xiu is glad to have fulfilled his mission, and finally asked God for a cold wind to make the temperature plummet."
As long as the cold wind keeps blowing, when we reach the banks of the Seine, we will be frozen for thousands of miles, and we can cross the river by stepping on the ice, and then chisel through the ice to isolate the Han army on the other side."
Liu Bang swept to Napoleon with an inquiring gaze: "God bless, should we go all out?"
Napoleon hesitated for a moment, but finally agreed: "This is the end of the matter, I can only pray for God's blessing, so that the temperature will keep low, and the ice on the Seine will become thicker and thicker."
"On my command, the whole army marched day and night, and rested after crossing the Seine" Liu Bang flicked his horse whip and gave a loud order, and at the same time ordered Guan Ying and Zhou Boer to set up ambushes along the way to block the rapidly pursuing Han cavalry.
Between the vast heaven and earth, the wind and snow are combined, although the snowflakes are only the size of a grain of rice, but the cold wind is biting, blowing the Roman soldiers from time to time to shiver, hands and feet are cold, can only speed up the pace to keep out the cold.
However, without the mobilization of Liu Bang's father and son, the speed of the march has been greatly improved.
There were pros and cons, and a drop in temperature could freeze the Seine, but 400,000 Roman soldiers were poorly clothed and ravaged by the wind and snow.
Even if they kept running and jumping, they could not endure the invasion of winter, and after a day's rapid march, many Roman soldiers were frostbitten or even frozen to death.
What's more, in order to speed up the march, Liu Bang ordered the abandonment of the baggage camp when he led the army to flee from Ssalonica, including clothes and bedding, so that the Romans could not add clothes to protect themselves from the cold, and could only resist the invasion of wind and snow with their flesh and blood.
During the day, the Romans were able to carry it hard, but when the sun set, the north wind became more violent, and the north wind blew on the face as if it were a blade, which made people feel so painful that many of the soldiers' hands and feet had begun to become numb and unconscious.
"Soldiers run, as long as we cross the Seine, God will let the temperature rise, and we will no longer have to endure the ravages of the cold wind" Liu Xiu added a deerskin coat to his robe, which looked very bloated, and galloped back and forth with torches in his hand on his horse, loudly encouraging the morale of the army.
Liu Bang and Napoleon could not avoid the ravages of the wind and snow, but fortunately they could enjoy the warmth of the tiger skin wrapping, and kept urging the troops all the way, always keeping an eye on the casualties.
"Report to Lord Zai Heng, more than 1,000 soldiers have frozen to death" Deng Yu's face was pale, half because of the devastation of the cold wind, and half because of the non-combat attrition.
Liu Bang's eyes were gloomy, and the horsewhip in his hand pointed to the darkness ahead, and said murderously: "Fifty miles further forward will be San Mano, the city has been ransacked, and all the clothes and bedding have been robbed to keep out the cold."
Deng Yu was shocked: "Loot the city, the weather is so cold, if we rob the people's clothes, they will freeze to death" "Nonsense" Liu Bang suddenly became angry, the horsewhip was whipped on Deng Yu's face, and he scolded: "Don't I know that the weather is cold, don't I know that the people will freeze to death if they lose their clothes, but if they don't die, the soldiers will die, the soldiers will die, and the Han people will slaughter more people, so they can only sacrifice the residents of San Mano." ” Deng Yu's cheeks no longer felt pain because of the cold, so he could only give up his hand and promise painfully: "The last general will obey the order" "Wait" Liu Bang stretched out his hand to summon Deng Yu, and sighed, "I know that you are soft-hearted, this matter is still left to Tyson."
"The last general obeys, I will rip off all the people's clothes and snatch all the bedding back," the bald Tyson agreed with a fierce look, and was about to ride away to carry out the order.
Liu Bang coughed and sneered: "Don't be so cruel, your Lord Zai Heng is very kind in his heart."
Just leave a single coat for everyone, you can't let more than 10,000 people be naked, they are all hiding in the house, they should be able to survive the winter."
"Obedience" Tyson agreed, rode his horse, and led 30,000 elites to march with all his might, holding bright torches and braving the wind and snow to march towards the small city of San Marno.
Because they can get clothes to protect themselves from the cold when they enter the city, they are very motivated.
In the second half of the night, the temperature is even lower, the howling north wind is blowing, and the rice-like snowflakes are beating on the cheeks, making people almost unable to open their eyes, and can only follow the advance of the large army with one foot deep and one foot shallow The fierce and vicious Tyson led 30,000 Roman soldiers to brave the wind and snow for three hours, and finally arrived outside the city of San Mano, and the county magistrate of the small city hurriedly led the messenger out of the city to meet him.
"Hand over all your cotton clothes and bedding," Tyson put a steel knife on the county magistrate's neck and threatened, not at all like an officer and soldier, but more like a robber.
The county magistrate said with a sad face: "San Mano is just a small city, there are only a few hundred sets of bedding and cotton clothes in the treasury, where can I raise so many clothes at a time?"
Tyson waved his hand and ordered loudly: "Rob me, only one single coat per person is left, and all the other bedding and clothes that can keep out the cold will be snatched up, and those who dare to resist will be killed."
The county magistrate was shocked and knelt on the ground and begged for mercy: "General, this will freeze the people to death, please raise your noble hand" Tyson kicked the county magistrate down in the wind and snow: "If you don't die the army, you have to die, and if you die for the army, you will die a well-deserved death, and if you dare to be verbose, chop off your dog's head with a knife" With Tyson's order, the torches of the calm city of San Mano swayed, the dogs barked and the horses neighed, and the cries of the people resounded in the air, which was immediately blown away by the cold wind, and no one cared about the lives of the people.
Many Roman soldiers were depressed, not knowing how long they would live, whether they would be able to cross the Seine, whether they would survive the cold, whether they would be able to escape the Han army, and many of them began to be cynical, taking the opportunity to loot property and rape women.
Tyson turned a blind eye to this, and even plundered the army, instigating the people to set fire to some houses, and then gathered around the raging fire to warm up and defend against the invasion of winter.
Overnight, the quiet town of San Marnot was transformed into a living purgatory, where countless old and weak women and children were frozen to death by the cold wind and burned to death, and many ladies were humiliated by Roman soldiers.
In the early morning, Liu Bang led a large army to arrive outside the city of San Maro, and after a night of rapid marching, more than 2,000 Roman soldiers froze to death, and tens of thousands of frostbitten hands, feet and ears.
Tyson braved the cold wind to see Liu Bang, and Shi Li said: "Report to Lord Zai Heng, the last general grabbed more than 50,000 pieces of various clothes and more than 50,000 pieces of bedding last night. ” Liu Bang took a futon and draped it on his body, turned over and dismounted to roast a fire in front of a private house that had been reduced to ashes, and ordered: "Divide the futon into two, and let the soldiers take turns to wear it for warmth, each for two hours." ” Less than 400,000 Roman soldiers arrived in the small city of San Marno one after another, looking at the fire in the city that had not yet burned out with envy, and longed for a big fire to burn San Mano, so as to roast cold hands and feet to keep warm.
After a brief replenishment by San Marno, Liu Bang led a Roman army of nearly 400,000 to the west, aiming directly at the Seine, hoping that the river would be frozen for thousands of miles so that the Roman soldiers could escape.
"I don't know where the Han army is chasing," Liu Xiu rode his horse and looked back from time to time, "But it doesn't matter anymore, after our army crosses the river, we will dig through the ice and let the Han people accept the cold wind on the other side, I hope the temperature will be colder and all the Han people will freeze to death on this wasteland." t1706231537: