In the autumn of the fourth year of Zhenguan, Li Jing led three thousand elite cavalry to leave Shuozhou and enter the Eyangling Mountains. On a dark and windy night, he sneaked into the Turks and occupied Xiangcheng. The Turks had no defense at all. As a result, they were annihilated by Li Jing and Xiangcheng fell into the hands of the Tang Dynasty. Moreover, there was an endless grassland in the north of Xiangcheng, not far from the Turkic royal court. Li Jing could lead his army to raid the Turkic royal court at any time.

When Li Jing left, Li Xiu and others went out of the city to see him off. When watching Li Jing's army leave, Hong Funu also waved his hand to Li Xiu, and when he looked at the other party's back as he was leaving, he couldn't help but shake his head.

Previously, Hong Fu Nu asked Li Xiu about his opinion because of something, and said that it was related to the life and death of the Li family. Li Xiu was also shocked at that time, but then she realized that Hong Fu Nu was worried that Li Jing would be more capable of shocking the Lord after destroying the Turks this time. People who were more capable of shocking the Lord in history generally had no good ending, so she was also worried that Li Shimin would attack Li Jing.

Li Xiu patiently explained Hong Fu Nu's phone call for a long time. First of all, Li Shimin is not such a stingy person. Of course, after Li Jing destroyed the Turks, he would definitely not be able to command soldiers like he is now. It turns out that this is true in history. So as long as Li Jing does not commit suicide and keeps the military power, he doesn't have to worry about his life safety. Of course, it is certain that he is suppressed.

Now that Li Jing is victorious in the first battle, Li Xiu is very happy, and the news is quickly sent to the capital. At the same time, Qin Qiong, Li Ji and other troops are also dispatched together to prepare for a decisive battle with the Turks at any time. However, in this way, the logistics pressure has also doubled, and sometimes Li Xiu is also very annoyed by some things.

"Why is the consumption of gunpowder so much? Do they treat gunpowder as food?" In the governor's office of Shuozhou City, Li Xiu slapped the table in anger and asked loudly the quarantine officer sent by Li Jing in front of him.

Just as the Battle of Xiangcheng ended, Li Jing sent a quarantine officer to ask for supplies from Li Xiu. It's okay. The key is that there is too much demand for gunpowder, because when Li Jing sent troops, he brought a lot of gunpowder weapons like grenades. However, when the quarantine officer came, he actually asked for more firearms, saying that they were almost used. This made Li Xiu not angry? After all, the firearms are expensive and the inventory is limited, so naturally they cannot be wasted at will.

"Hehe, this..." The military commander's surname is Zhang. He is said to be Zhang Gongjin's brother. He is not very old. He seems a little embarrassed when facing Li Xiu's questioning, but he said with a shameless face, "Shunting his anger, the consumption of firearms is indeed a little too much, but you also know that the general manager went to mainly cavalry this time, and they were not good at siegeing the city. Fortunately, there are firearms that can break the city gates, and the Turks are very afraid of firearms. Therefore, after entering the city, in order to quickly pacify Xiangcheng, the brothers were a little ignorant of firearms, so please forgive me!"

"That can't be used like this. The cost of firearms is so high. If you continue to use this, we may not be able to hold on to the Turkic royal court before we hit the Turkic royal court!" Although Li Xiu understood the difficulties of the soldiers in the army, he still had to warn the other party, otherwise the pressure on their logistics would be too great.

"Don't worry, the two generals have discovered this problem and have ordered the soldiers of the army not to use firearms randomly. Moreover, after capturing Xiangcheng, the Turks have no strong city to defend. In this way, the consumption of firearms will be much smaller!" The quarantine officer heard Li Xiu's tone soften, and immediately responded quickly. He knew that Li Xiu and Li Jing and his son were in disagreement, so before coming, he was really worried that Li Xiu would stuck them, but now it seems that he was thinking too much.

Li Xiu was actually quite helpless. After all, everything is mainly warfare now. No matter how stressed he is, he has to find a way to meet the needs of the frontline. Therefore, he can only find a way to meet the needs of the frontline for firearms. In addition to firearms, this time Li Jing's army also needs a large amount of dry food. After all, the next step is to attack the Turkic royal court, and dry food is also indispensable.

"By the way, I have a new dry food here. You can bring some back this time and let the soldiers try it. It should be much better than the noodles!" Li Xiu looked at the dry food needed in the document and looked up again.

The Tang army's military rations were still very primitive and not as rich as later generations. There were only two types of dry food. One was dough cake, and it was dead noodles. The flour was kneaded into dough and baked in the stove. The moisture inside was dried and stored for a long time. However, this thing was extremely hard and soaked in water. If it was dry, people with bad teeth could not bite it. It is said that some soldiers on the battlefield tied the dough cake to their chests as heart protection mirrors.

Another type of dry food is bacon, but in comparison, the amount of bacon is not large. Except for a few elite troops who can eat bacon, most of the army can only regard dough cakes as the main dry food. As for canned food, it is too expensive, and it is even less likely to become dry food that ordinary soldiers often eat. Only before the war or after victory will the army use canned food as a luxury to reward the three armies.

"I don't know what kind of dry food it is. Although it is only eaten during the march, it is also very important. It is not only easy to carry, but also full. As for the taste, it is not important!" The quarantine officer asked immediately, and his words also expressed the most primitive requirements of the ancient army for military rations.

"You can see this by yourself!" Li Xiu said, and immediately a guard brought a big bowl with some brownish-yellow powder in it, which looked like yellow earth, but smelled it with a smell of flour.

"Is this... flour?" the qualifier looked at the things in the bowl, and then asked with some uncertainty, but the flour seemed to be not the color.

"This is called fried noodles. In fact, the flour is fried in the pot, and some salt is added to it, and it is enough to add some water when eating!" Li Xiu said as he picked up the kettle next to him, added some water to the bowl, and then stirred it with chopsticks. In a short while, it turned into a bowl of brown-black, batter-like things.

This fried noodles is actually the fried noodles I ate in later generations when I resisted the U.S. aggression and aid Korea. However, in the era when Li Xiu lived, few people knew this thing. When it comes to fried noodles, many people think it is the fried noodles from Wuhan. Fortunately, Li Xiu lived in a rural area in the north when he was a child. When he was a child, he had seen his family make this fried flour with his own eyes.

After Li Xiu finished explaining, he signaled the junta officer to taste it. The other party was not polite. He took a bowl and picked up a ball of fried noodles with chopsticks and put it in his mouth. He found that the fried noodles tasted pretty good, with a burnt aroma of flour and salt inside, which was much better than the kind of tooth-mapped noodles.

"It's delicious, much better than noodles. If you add bacon, it will definitely taste even more delicious!" The junta officer immediately praised after tasting it. After speaking, he ate all the fried noodles in the bowl in just a few seconds, which greatly increased Li Xiu's favor for him. After all, he was educated since he was a child and could not waste food.

"I think so too. The only trouble is that carrying is not as convenient as noodles. However, you can add a cloth bag to the soldiers, put fried noodles on your neck or waist, and finally use bowls and chopsticks when eating." Li Xiu also told the shortcomings of fried noodles very frankly at this time, after all, you have to consider them in every aspect of the battlefield.

"The prince consort is too worried. He doesn't need bowls and chopsticks. He just uses a helmet as a bowl. He can eat it even if he holds it in his hands. No one on the battlefield pays attention to these things!" The quarantine officer smiled and corrected Li Xiu. In his opinion, these problems in Li Xiu's eyes were not a problem at all.

When Li Xiu heard that the quarantine officer wanted to use a soldier to eat with a helmet as a bowl, he couldn't help but turn black. However, it was normal to think about it. There were not so many things in this era. He had seen some soldiers with their own eyes before, killing enemies with weapons during the day, and the blades were covered with blood and minced meat. At night, he still used a knife to pick up the noodles and roast them on the fire and eat them.

The fried noodles were recognized by the junta officer, and Li Xiu immediately added the type of fried noodles to the dry food, but the first batch was not large. After all, this thing needs to be tasted by the soldiers in person. If the feedback is good, it is not too late to increase the number of fried noodles.

At the same time, the impact of Li Jing's attack also spread on the grassland!
Chapter completed!