The wind and snow roared towards us.

The cowhide straight-seater boots, which were more bulky than the northern military boots, stepped on the ice surface. The bottom of the thousand-layer cloth was frozen by the melted ice and snow, and then it was frozen and cracked during the march. It was all nailed to the forefoot and walked with a few simple iron nails, revealing the appearance of the felt boots inside.

For ordinary Mingjun, such double-layer boots are illegal. Under a hundred households, they can usually wear cowhide straight-seamed boots only when on duty, otherwise they can only wear leather tie. Another kind of seamless high-tube shoes, the boots must be wrapped in a wrap.

The owner of the boot was wrapped in thick clothes from the inside to the outside, with a cotton coat covered with cotton armor, with a cotton jacket on the outside, and a bow with a back string on the back of the waist. Several long and thick feather arrows were inserted into the arrow bag, carrying a heavy felt cloth and backpack on the back, and holding a bird gun that was used as an ice stick and moving forward step by step along the queue.

On the endless glacier, it migrated slowly and dullly like bears.

The ranks of more than 100 people were led by the flag-raising flag officer, struggling to walk forward with the flagpole. The eyelashes and eyebrows exposed outside were frozen with a layer of frost. The eyes were closed tightly, and the skin was covered with frostbite. Three layers of cotton cloth were surrounded between the helmet and the neck. At this time, the facial towel had frozen and fell with ice, and it was breathing heavily from the gap.

The reason why he struggled was that the dragon-inlaid flag in his hand that was still fluttering and condensed into ice.

The wind and snow made the big dogs running around the sled and were no longer angry. They arched their front arms high and dragged the heavy baggage on the sled step by step with the team.

There are many third- and fifth-rank military officers wrapped in fox fur and wolf fur. In fact, this is a team composed of most flag officials, with the lowest official title receiving a seventh-rank salary. At this time, it appeared east of Wangxiazhou, an endless land of jealousy.

Ma Jin raised his left hand and stopped. Under the frozen face towel, a muffled order came out, "How far is it to plant the flag and make water?"

A team of more than a hundred people gathered together. Someone led the sled dogs, put the fire rack on the ice and made fire to make water. Ice sacs were placed on the fire rack to wait for warmth. In a blink of an eye, seven or eight stoves rose on the ice. More than ten people gathered together. No one had the desire to talk about the world. After several days of marching, even the divine eyepieces were frozen out of cracks, and no one's brain was still very good.

The flag officer, who was skilled in planning, struggled to take out the map, rules, and compass from his backpack, kneeled on the ice and covered his hands with his observation for a long time. He determined the direction based on the circumference of the longitude and latitude of the sky, and then guided the flag bearer to insert a small flag with a thousand steps on the ice, and then clumsily approached the stove and hugged a sled dog to keep warm.

The baggage officer checked the remaining baggage, squinted his eyes and looked through the notes, and reported to Ma Jin: "By yesterday, I had traveled forty-seven miles, and the direction was right, so I should not be far away. The baggage he had collected was still three days, so I rested for a while, and I would send someone to drive the dogs to get the baggage behind me."

Ma Jin took a deep breath, shivered, curled up hard, nodded without saying a word.

Now he just wants to shave himself with big ears.

This departure starts from last year. Last year, they arrived in Wangxia Prefecture. Because the frozen coast could no longer travel, they gathered troops and camps at the easternmost end of the mainland and survived the long winter.

After the ice and snow melted and the ship was roughly repaired, he drove to the east to explore. In a few months, dozens of good men were lost, three lucky ships and one warship was sunk, and several islands emerged from the east and south of the sea. Relying on these large islands, he prepared to continue his adventure eastward. Ma Jin and Ma Gui both believed that they were getting closer and closer to Yamelica.

Maybe next year, the court will be able to find land that is not inferior to China as Nanyang minister Chen Mu said.

Achievement is a great achievement.

At your fingertips.

Even in June this year, a letter sent by Gao Gong from the Nanyang Military Palace was attached with a Spanish emperor who sent a chart of the route to Melica, South Asia, to express his alliance. The route was south of them, relying on ocean currents and islands to cross the ocean to Mexico.

They could travel east according to the route chart, and the Ming people were close to each other when they set foot in the New World.

But Ma Jin and Ma Gui were not willing to give up. Just because Chen Mu said, they delayed two years between Kuwu Island and Wangxiazhou. When they were most prepared, it seemed that they could arrive in Yamelica with their courage and exploration the next time they set sail.

At this time, the Nanyang Military Palace sent a sea chart and assigned another route from thousands of miles away, but they were unwilling to accept it.

Impulsiveness breeds adventure, and taking risks is the biggest risk.

Before the wind and snow came, they set off from the island 200 miles east of Wangxia Prefecture. They originally planned to sail for only three days. Although they brought more than a thousand expedition teams to consume in March on the ship, they were all prepared for the real setting foot on Yamelica. They knew that just this time, they would definitely find Yamelica!

In three days, at normal ship speed, they can sail hundreds of miles in three days. Can Amelica be further away from this distance?

The accident came at this time. The cold night froze the lookout hand on the mast. When most people woke up in the morning, their warships were frozen on the sea, and the sea water under their feet had been frozen hard and fell into a real isolated state of no help.

The long winter is seven or eight months, and they are not enough to carry water and food to survive this period. They know the distance from walking back to Xiazhou, which is nearly four hundred miles away.

Continue to go east and look for the mirage-like Amelica, no one knows how far it is.

It seems that there are countless choices in front of everyone, but when the matter comes, I realize that there is actually only one way and there is no choice at all.

Bet your life and continue to go east.

Some people die, some are crazy, and some are blind.

As for losing fingers, toes, and ears, there are countless more.

After they walked dozens of miles, there were only more than 400 people left to continue moving forward. They divided into several teams and marched back and forth, crossing the ice sea with difficulty, heading towards a place where they were unknown.

There was no belief, no belief that allowed them to persevere to Yamelica, only everyone knew one thing in their hearts, and they could not look back at Xiazhou.

In the rear, the injured flag army stayed on the ship and was ordered to slowly demolish the ship to burn it for the flag army looking for Yamelica to burn it for warmth.

In the snow and ice that had been cut off, Ma Jin saw someone carrying a flag and riding a sled in the wind and snow. Four white dogs ran towards him with their tongues. The flag soldiers on the sled shouted loudly with their long-standing voices: "General, waves, there are frozen waves and mountains in front of them. We see the land! Yamelica!"

The shouts were pouring into his ears with the cold wind. At that moment, Ma Jin thought he had hallucinations after being cold for many days. Many banner officials also thought they were frozen, and some even made meaningless smirks.

It was not until the flag army shouted three times that the sled dog rushed to the fire to keep warm, and the dog's burning breath hit his face that Ma Jin slowly stood up and asked a long-term question.
Chapter completed!