The Great Tang: World Martial God

The morning sun is faintly dew, illuminating the snow-capped mountains.

With a breath of icy mountain air, Tang Hao only felt a refreshing chill, which filled his heart with no sleep.

Climbing up from the tightly-covered clothing, the cold shivering body messed with Bala's good clothing before he got out of the shelter of the cliff.

In my eyes, the helmets that had been in full bloom all night were held in the hands of the soldiers at this time, and they poured down.

Cheng Chumo, who got up early, picked up Tang Hao's helmet, ran over from a distance, and shouted excitedly across the distance.

"Brother Tang! You are really a man of God!"

"There is nothing to offer to God, but the benevolent gods can still give us some drinking water!"

The running figure keeps its feet, but can forcibly keep the water in the helmet from leaking.

Taking the helmet from the panting big man, Tang Hao picked it up and took a sip.

The cold temperature followed the mouth and tongue, spread to the stomach and intestines, and went straight to the bottom of my heart, which made people shiver.

The body lacking water can even hear the sound of the organs calling for help. The sound of drinking water is the best response.

Tang Hao said with a handful of water droplets remaining at the corner of his mouth.

"You kid, read more books when you are fine. The wisdom left by your ancestors is an inexhaustible treasure."

"Don't always yell thankfully all day long!"

"If it wasn't for me to read poetry and books, do you think that heaven can really be kind and rain down the rain? If it is so, the longevity of the grassland can watch the innocent vagrant die tragically?"

With this great opportunity, Tang Hao gave Cheng Chumo an education!

In ancient times, there was such an emphasis on knowledge. How many old stubborn stubborns who came out of Datang Academy, and those sour Confucian scholars who died reading poems and books to gain fame, would take the initiative to absorb the mystery?

Cheng Chumo gave a dry laugh.

"Brother Tang said! This is not a marching war! Otherwise, I will be able to get into that pile of books and toss and writhe this wasteland survival strategy."

Regardless of whether Cheng Chu's words were true or false, Tang Hao looked at the soldiers who had climbed to the peak and pointed.

"Why are they going?"

Following the direction Tang Hao pointed, Cheng Chu silently glanced at it, and was very excited.

"Hi! With this half scoop of water, our soldiers are all alive. The two thousand soldiers under his command clamored for dry food and choked their throats, so they went to Xuefeng to fill the snow with water, and they could cook some meat porridge. Soup to eat."

"Don't tell me, I ordered those soldiers to go forward last night, each yelling weak hands and feet, unable to pinch the rocks, and unstable feet."

"I arrived well this morning, and I had a long rest last night. With this half-powder of water, everyone was alive and well. Needless to say, I rushed forward."

Hearing Cheng Chumo said, Tang Hao frowned and glanced at Cheng Chumo.

"Hey, look, you can't keep up with your wit, and the soldiers under you have also become stupid."

Having said that, Tang Hao shook his head, with an expression that was instructable by the ruling child.

Hearing this, you Cheng Chumo became very big.

It is faster to get water from Xuefeng than to continue dripping water from this place, right?

Furthermore, as the scorching sun rises, the water droplets on the sword seem to have stopped dripping downwards.

In this situation, besides getting water from Xuefeng, is there a quicker way to come?

Seeing Tang Hao who was sighing on the side, Cheng Chumo suddenly became uncomfortable and questioned.

"Brother Tang, you pride yourself on being smart, that's true, but you can't make fun of me like this!"

"Let's talk about it! As far as today is concerned, where is there any convenient water source?"

Finger tapped Cheng Chumo's head, and Tang Hao assumed the appearance of an elder.

"I asked you to read more books before, I didn't just say it casually!"

"If you think about it, if there is a snow peak, there must be melted snow. With this snow, is there no source of water?"

"Before we were in the wrong position, and we didn't see the river melted from snow and ice, but now we shine the ground and have a wide view. It's easier to find a river around a mountain than to climb a mountain, right?"

At this moment, Cheng Chumo came to his senses, smashed his head with his fist, and slapped his tongue again and again.

"Hi! Look at my head, what happened? I forgot about it!"

"Brother Tang's brain is good!"

Tang Hao didn't answer his words, but pointed to a low bush on the mountainside.

"See? That plant."

"That thing is full of thorns, called a cactus, cut off its body, take out the pith, and two sips can relieve thirst!"

"Also! Look at those short bushes and dig a few deep pits in the same way as you taught you before. Wait for some time, let the muddy water at the bottom of those pits become clear, can you get clear water too?"

Hearing this, Cheng Chumo choked up.

So there are so many ways to get water?

When I think about it, it seems that I really can only see it in front of my eyes, not flexible!

A pair of big hands patted Cheng Chumo on the shoulder, and between shaking his head, he sighed slightly.

"It seems that you all regard the knowledge I taught in the barracks as a rote."

"These things must be combined with the field and applied flexibly, so that they are what you get."