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Chapter 169: The Danger of Quicksand


We haven't entered the desert yet, but it's too hot when we reach the edge of the desert.

I'm afraid it will get even hotter after entering the desert.

Fumeng Lingcha and his generals are taking refuge in the big tent.

In addition to some necessary warnings and guards, five thousand The soldiers hid in tents to rest and escape the heat.

This kind of tent is made of linen soaked in tung oil and then sewn.

Ancient oilcloth umbrellas were mostly made of this kind of oilcloth.

The tents made of this kind of oilcloth are very light and are much lighter than those made by northern nomads using cowhide or animal skin.

The finished tent is much lighter and easier to carry.

The tent cloth used by the military is also coated with white paint to reflect sunlight, so that it will not be very hot inside the tent.

It was past two o'clock in the afternoon, and the temperature had not yet dropped.

Zhao Ziliang led a few people outside the Chinese army's tent and looked up at the sky.

Then he waved to the people behind him and walked into the tent himself.

"General, it's still very hot outside.

It will probably take half an hour before we can break camp and set off.

Let's eat some cold melon, watermelon and snow melon to cool down the heat first," Zhao Ziliang said, waving to the several subordinates behind him.

The servants brought the cut watermelon and cantaloupe from the trays in their hands into the tent and presented a plate to each of the big bosses such as Fumeng Lingcha, Bukhanna King Asilan, Liu Tiao, Gao Xianzhi, etc.

Fumeng Lingcha and others, who were extremely hot, their eyes lit up when they saw this, and Bian Lingcheng even said quickly: "Quick, quick, bring it up."

Eating the sweet watermelon and cantaloupe, Fu Meng Lingcha and others repeatedly praised: "It's so good, it's cool."

After eating two pieces in a row, Fumeng Lingcha had a mouth full of watermelon juice.

He raised his head and asked, "Ziliang, how many cold melons and snow melons are there?

Let the soldiers try them too."

Zhao Ziliang smiled bitterly when he heard this: "General, you are putting yourself in a difficult situation.

In order to maintain the marching speed, you cannot bring too much food and drinking water.

Wherever you carry such things in large quantities, you will only have to carry a small amount, leaving the soldiers with a small amount."

It’s impossible for everyone to try it” Fumeng Lingcha also knew that what he said was a bit too embarrassing.

Seeing Zhao Ziliang say this, he waved his hands in embarrassment: "Forget it, I also know that it is too difficult for you.

If you can maintain eighty miles every day, With the speed of the march, there should be no shortage of food.

The key is drinking water.

When you are thirsty, a drop of water can save your life or make you die of thirst, so you must ensure that the soldiers and livestock have drinking water."

Zhao Ziliang said: "General, this junior general knows that no matter what, he will ensure the supply of drinking water for the army."

Fumeng Lingcha then said to the marching Sima Kanghuaishun: "Give me the order and we will break camp and set off on time in half an hour."

Kang Huaishun stood up and saluted and agreed: "Promise" Bian Lingcheng was too hot at first, but now he ate the watermelon and cold melon that Zhao Ziliang had sent to him.

He felt so good.

He also thought about the fact that he was about to enter the desert.

It would be too hot to die.

His bones could withstand the pain of long-distance running.

Think about it.

A little scared, he put down a piece of melon Pi said to Fumeng Lingcha: "General Fumeng, our family is really not strong enough to go on an expedition, so why don't we go?

We believe that the general can lead the soldiers to succeed in a sneak attack and return with a great victory.

We will stay here."

How about Suiye City waiting for the general to return victoriously?"

When Zhao Ziliang saw that Bian Lingcheng had retreated, he originally wanted to take this opportunity to punish the eunuch and show him how powerful he was, so as to prevent this guy from causing trouble in the future, so he immediately said: "Master Bian, this is not good, you are a prisoner sent by the emperor.

Army, if you are not here, the soldiers must be slacking off, which will be detrimental to this battle.

If you are here, the soldiers can feel the emperor's favor.

I think you should stay, as the saying goes. , Eat the emperor's salary and be loyal to the emperor, do you think it is right?"

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Bian Lingcheng was furious after hearing this.

He turned around and glared at Zhao Ziliang: "Zhao Ziliang, we are talking to General Fumeng.

Why are you interrupting?

Step aside."

Zhao Ziliang didn't buy it and stood still, "Master Bian, you are wrong.

Everyone has a mouth.

What is the purpose of having a mouth?

Besides eating and drinking, it is talking.

Even the emperor cannot stop his ministers from talking, let alone What's more, Lord Bian, are you more than the emperor?"

"You" Bian Lingcheng's face turned purple when he heard it.

Fumeng Lingcha thought for a while, waved his hand and said: "Forget it, forget it, since Mr.

Bian doesn't want to go, just don't go.

When the camp is set off, Mr.

Bian will return with his entourage, but he must avoid Shi Guo and The patrol cavalry of the State of Shi, otherwise the news will be leaked, and this general will not let you go."

The border officer was granted amnesty, but he still dared not agree: "General, don't worry, our family is aware of this."

Around three days in the afternoon, the sun turned westward and the temperature outside dropped a bit, but it was still very hot at the edge of the desert.

But at this time, even if there were eight hundred miles of Flame Mountain ahead, we had to break camp and set off.

The tents were very light and easy to pack.

The army quickly packed them up.

The knights lined up in six columns and marched into the desert.

Zhao Ziliang and his own men were responsible for the logistics at the end of the team as always.

The sand not only absorbs a lot of heat, but also reflects it.

The entire team of five thousand cavalry marching in the desert was literally roasting on the fire.

Every general and soldier was dripping with sweat, and their bodies and faces were covered in sweat.

When wrapped, it is really uncomfortable.

If the face is not wrapped, the facial skin will be easily burned by the underground sand, and it will be even hotter if it is wrapped.

Due to the high temperature and the wind and sand blowing from time to time in the desert, everyone's lips are dry.

Soon, many people's lips will be cracked and they have to drink water to moisturize their lips.

Drinking water consumes a lot, and it's not dark yet.

Many people's water bags were empty.

Zhao Ziliang sent people on horseback to distribute another water bag, a big sesame seed cake and some dried meat to each person along the team, and took back the water bags that had been given out before.

After dark, Fumeng Lingcha sent people along the team to tell the army to drive overnight.

Everyone must meet their physiological needs such as eating, drinking, and excretion on horseback.

The soldiers began to light torches and marched through the night.

Every few people had a torch.

Some people began to eat sesame seed cakes and drink water, and some people stood on their horses to urinate.

Zhao Ziliang walked at the end with his 300 elite cavalry and more than 100 support teams.

After it got dark, although there were torches, the area that could be illuminated was not large, and the entire team was walking on the sand dunes.

He once He led the team to the land of the Nine Surnames of Zhaowu, walked through hundreds of miles of desert, and experienced dangerous situations in the desert.

He said to Chu Ge: "Second order, no one can leave the team at will, even if they ride a horse and walk more than five steps to the side, Wei Meng, Wang Can, Li Siye, you lead the team, I will go to the front to take a look."

"promise" As soon as Zhao Ziliang rode his horse to the front of the army, he saw the front stopped and someone shouted: "Help, help!"

There was more than one person shouting.

Zhao Ziliang was a little surprised.

He immediately rode up to Fumeng Lingcha and asked: "General, what happened?"

Fumeng Lingcha frowned and said: "There is quicksand in front of us.

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A captain and a few soldiers on the sentry post have fallen into it.

Others are rescuing them."

"General, go over and take a look," Zhao Ziliang said, and immediately rode forward.

Soon they came to the place where the accident happened and separated the crowd.

Sure enough, they saw a detective captain and several Ye Bushou sinking into the quicksand.

The quicksand was still sliding down slowly.

Most of their bodies were already submerged in the sand.

They were still As they continued to sink, the fear of death enveloped their hearts, causing them to scream for help.

Zhao Ziliang shouted: "Hurry up and stretch out your spear and pull them up."

One of the captains shouted: "General, the spear is too short and you can't reach them."

Zhao Ziliang quickly shouted to a soldier behind him: "Quickly go find the soldier Ba Khan and borrow a few horses to trip over."

After hearing this, everyone around them remembered that nomadic cavalry were basically equipped with horse trippers.

The soldier immediately agreed, turned his horse around and ran towards the rear.

Zhao Ziliang shouted to the captain and several Ye Bu who were now in the quicksand: "Don't panic, don't panic.

We are already thinking of a way and will get you up soon.

Don't move now, The more you move, the faster it will sink.

Don’t move.”

After listening to Zhao Ziliang's words, the captain and the four Yebuzui finally calmed down and stopped shouting.

As expected, the sinking speed became slower.

However, they are not optimistic about this.

Now that the quicksand has almost submerged their necks, time is probably too late.

The captain looked depressed, took out a letter from his chest and cried loudly: "General, we are afraid that we will not make it.

When the villain came out, my wife was already pregnant with Liujia for three months.

If everything goes well, If given birth, the child would be over two years old now, but the little one hasn’t seen him yet.

She, I still don’t know whether she is a son or a daughter, the villain is not willing to accept it.

The villain here has a letter, which was written by someone before the expedition to Shule Town.

She was worried that she would die in this battle, so she asked the general to send this letter to her.

Give it to Wang Tao and Wang Xiaowei, and ask him to send someone to help deliver the villain to the hands of the bitch."

Although they were sinking very slowly now, they were still sinking.

In the time it took to speak, the quicksand had already submerged the chins of the captain and several other soldiers, and would soon submerge their mouths and nostrils.

Zhao Ziliang quickly agreed: "Okay, okay, I will definitely deliver it to Colonel Wang.

You can throw it over quickly."

The captain threw it hard, and Zhao Ziliang, with his quick eyes and quick hands, caught the letter.

The captain breathed a sigh of relief when he saw it, and when he was about to speak, quicksand flooded his lips, and soon his nostrils.

The same was true for several other soldiers.

After the quicksand submerged their heads, their arms left outside were still struggling meaninglessly.

Gradually, their arms disappeared into the quicksand.

A soldier who had just gone to borrow a horse trip came panting with a few horse trippers.

He stared blankly at the slowly flowing quicksand in front of him.

There was no one there.

He knelt down on the sand with a plop and cried loudly: "Colonel" Zhao Ziliang was about to say a few words of comfort when he suddenly heard calls coming from several places behind him.

After sending people over to check the situation and getting feedback, he learned that many people wanted to defecate nearby because the team stopped, but they didn't.

Thinking of taking just a few steps before sinking into quicksand.

Zhao Ziliang immediately arranged for people to go over and rescue them with horses.

Although many soldiers were rescued, it was still night and the light was too dark, so the rescue was inconvenient.

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A dozen soldiers were submerged in the quicksand because the rescue was not timely

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