"Is the savages over there easy to deal with? Have you ever encountered any trouble?" Wang Lang asked.

"When you go back to your Majesty, although the savages over there are a little more fierce than those on the grassland, they do not pose a threat to us. However, the weather there is very cold and the woods are full of white snow, which makes the arrest operation very difficult." The soldier replied respectfully.

“It often snows there?”

The soldier shook his head, "It didn't snow in the days we went there, but the wind was very strong there. As long as the wind blew, the world would turn white."

While listening to the soldiers' remarks, Wang Lang analyzed the climate characteristics of the world in his mind. A few months ago, the Ministry of Rites observed the shortest day, which is the winter solstice. This place is tropical and there is no big difference in temperature. I think when Shi Yue and the others arrived in the north, it happened to be the coldest time of winter.

It took the army more than three months to get there from Yancheng to dig out the time wasted on building strongholds during the journey. Shi Yue and his team had the ability to march at least more than 20 kilometers a day, which means that the snow field in the north was at least about one thousand kilometers away from here.

More than a thousand kilometers sounds quite abstract. If you compare the map, it is almost as far from Beijing to Hangzhou.

It is definitely not easy to allocate supplies at such a long distance. Fortunately, the previous supply station was built in the northeast direction. If the materials were arranged reasonably, the materials were concentrated in the strongholds built in the north and then transported to Shiyue and the others in batches. This is the most reasonable way.

After the soldier finished speaking, he saw Wang Lang frowning and meditating for a long time. He was at a loss for a moment and could only stand there in embarrassment and look at each other.

Wang Lang looked up at the soldiers and said, "You guys go back and rest first. Let's take a look at your family in Yancheng. It's not too late to rest for a few days."

"Your Majesty, I will leave!" The soldier bowed and slowly retreated.

After these people left, Wang Lang stood up and came to the square table and spread the simple map of Xia Kingdom drawn before on the desktop.

We roughly measured the distance between each city, estimated the location of the stronghold and the northern jungle, and pointed a black dot at two places, marking it as stronghold one and stronghold two respectively.

"Tropical, temperate, so here is near the equator."

Wang Lang drew a dotted line near Yancheng and marked it on the side, which might be the equator.

Looking at this map, he was puzzled. Now he has basically confirmed that he is near the equator. In his impression, the large area of ​​land near the equator is Africa and South America.

However, South America is not very realistic. It is impossible for Brazil's tropical jungle to have grasslands, unless there is the Pampas grassland near Antarctica, but it is a temperate area, which is not in line with the situation here at all.

At present, the possibility of Africa is the greatest, but he can't figure it out. If it is really Africa, then there is no need for dinosaurs to sail here.

I don't know what went wrong in this world, and dinosaurs are still leaping around and surviving in this world. However, humans have evolved to this level. Even if this is a different earth, it would not be much different from the evolution process of humans in another world.

Even tens of thousands of years, more than one hundred thousand years ago, there was no big difference between the mainland and the future.

Thinking of this, if it were really Africa, dinosaurs could have come from land through the Middle East. If that were the case, dinosaurs would have been rampant on this continent long ago, and it would not have been so long that they would not have seen a living dinosaur.

The place I am in is like a lost continent isolated from the world, and it is not bordered by any continent.

Wang Lang grabbed his hair, and his thoughts became more and more confused as he thought about it. He leaned on the back of the chair, looked at the roof blankly, and murmured to himself: "Can you say that there are other continents in this world besides the seven continents? If this is true, even if this is the earth, this world is really unfamiliar to me."

He sighed and stopped thinking about these things, rubbed his temples, looked at the map in front of him again, thinking about the methods of transporting materials.

Three days later, the cavalry who came back to deliver the message went to the north.

Just after these cavalry left, Mu Feng left with the team transporting supplies. Before leaving, he specially asked for an ice-making method from Wang Lang. This cold ice cube made him very fond of it.

The long transport team was protected by fifty elite soldiers, and it was very fast to move forward on a flat road.

After renovating the vehicle at the first supply station, continue to rush forward.

The team transporting materials did not arouse the slightest interest of the people in Yancheng. During the slack season, the farmers who were free would always call out some familiar people to the river to catch some fish and shrimps. They would drink a few glasses of wine on the cool night, sing some songs with strange tone, brag about their glorious deeds, and talk about some gossips that they heard from somewhere, which also added a lot of adjustments to their busy life.

Wang Lang came to his yard and saw Fanxing and his two other big-bellied concubines, leading the two-year-old Wang Lan to watch Wang He practice archery.

When they saw Wang Lang coming, the three of them stood up and bowed to Wang Lang.

"Father!"

Wang Lan, who could already walk, ran towards Wang Lang staggeringly.

Wang Lang smiled and picked him up and started teasing him.

"Lan'er, are you naughty today?" Wang Lang said softly.

Wang Lan shook her head and said, "Lan listens to her mother very much today."

"Lan'er, so good!" Wang Lang rubbed Wang Lan's pink face with his beard, which made the little girl giggle.

Wang Lang held Wang Lan and sat on the chair, watching Wang He's archery.

Wang Lang's arrival immediately made Wang He cheer up. He knew that his father was watching him from behind and tried hard to pull the bamboo bow full of strings. However, due to his weak body and weak strength, his face turned red and he pulled it away by about 70%.

Staring at the target ahead, with a "swoosh!", the arrow flew out softly and pierced on the target.

Looking at the undestructive arrow he shot, Wang He suddenly turned his face and turned around, bowed to Wang Lang nervously, and said, "Father, the child has disappointed his father."

Wang Lang smiled and said, "What am I disappointed? Isn't this arrow already on the target? You have shot very well. What you lack now is strength. You are still young now, so don't worry about this matter, just take your time."

I thought Wang Lang was going to criticize him, but unexpectedly, he was praising words, which made Wang He overjoyed and hurriedly said, "I will definitely work hard."
Chapter completed!