Meanwhile, the snow was still falling, and this snowfall lasted for seven or eight days. The grassland was covered by heavy snow, and the once lush meadows were now covered with a thick layer of snow. The weather was so cold that it seemed to have frozen solid, and it was exceptionally cold.
Inside the imperial tent, newly added firewood was burning, and the Fourth Prince, the Thirteenth Prince, Hongli, and several generals were gathered around the fire discussing the war.
The heavy snow lasted for seven days and seven nights, and the enemy made no move. They were probably worried about the snow, since it was indeed difficult to move troops in heavy snow.
Fourth Master, warming himself by the fire, said, "It looks like the snow isn't going to stop. The weather is so bad. If we try to fight it out, we'll both be hurt, and we won't have any advantage at all. This kind of weather is not conducive to fighting."
"Then what can we do? We can't just wait here like this. Food will run out eventually." Thirteen was an impatient person, and he couldn't help but say after hearing what Fourth Master said.
Hongli also worried, "If the snow doesn't stop, and the two armies are locked in a stalemate, the food supplies brought to the camp are indeed a problem."
The Fourth Prince remained silent; what the Thirteenth Prince and Hongli said did indeed make some sense.
"Is there any way to maintain combat effectiveness in snowy weather, unaffected by the weather?" Seventeenth Master asked.
Everyone fell silent, lost in thought.
"Yes." Fourth Master seemed to remember something, his expression shining brightly in the firewood light.
"What brilliant idea does Your Majesty have?"
The Fourth Prince laughed and said, "It's snowing heavily outside now, and the weather is terrible, which is not conducive to fighting. What Hongli said is indeed correct, but I think this may be an opportunity."
"What opportunity?" The thirteen-year-old monk was completely baffled; his elder brother always did things in unpredictable ways.
Fourth Master chuckled softly, breaking the silence.
"Brother, stop keeping me in suspense and tell me quickly," the Seventeenth Prince said anxiously, also puzzled.
"Hongli, immediately find a few soldiers to make a batch of skateboards that can be securely tied to the feet, and they must be made of durable materials," the Fourth Prince said.
"Why is that?" Hongli narrowed his eyes in slight confusion.
Fourth Master said, "With such a skateboard, it can be securely strapped to the feet, allowing us to flank the enemy from the left and right, and launch an attack in that manner. Wouldn't that be wonderful?"
Hongli suddenly realized, "Your Majesty is wise. I will immediately send people to build it."
Upon hearing this, the Thirteenth Prince praised, "This is a good idea. What do you think, Your Majesty?"
The Fourth Prince merely smiled slightly, "You talk too much, kid. Hurry up and go help Hongli."
"Alright then." Thirteen felt frustrated. After thinking about the matter of provisions, he didn't say anything more, got up and left the imperial tent.
"What is it that makes you so happy, Your Majesty?" the Seventeenth Prince teased.
Fourth Master shook his head. "Continue discussing the battle plan. Don't be like your Thirteenth Brother."
Seventeenth Master had no choice but to shut up.
Actually, Fourth Master was remembering Lanqin. It was thanks to Lanqin that he came up with this idea.
Every year at this time, the Manchu imperial family had a tradition of skiing. That year, snow fell in Beijing, and Lanqin took him to the Old Summer Palace to ski. She was wondering what was so exciting about something that happened every year.
As a result, Lanqin brought a skateboard, a skateboard that could be securely strapped to her leg.
He saw her riding her skateboard in the snow with ease, like a carefree swallow, and occasionally throwing a few snowballs at him.
He was amazed at Lanqin's unique way of skiing.
Such a woman is indeed intelligent and beautiful, and truly likable.
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