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Chapter 171: The Might of the Great Sandstorm


Zhao Ziliang stopped his horse and said quickly: "General, it's too late to explain.

The situation is extremely critical.

Please quickly order the soldiers to retreat three hundred steps to the left and right sides.

The general will understand later."

Fu Mengling noticed that Zhao Ziliang was sweating profusely in anxiety, so he did not doubt his presence and waved to Kang Huaishun: "I ordered the soldiers to retreat three hundred steps in both directions."

"promise" The order was issued quickly, but it was still too late.

When a huge black ball rolled over, the cavalry in the front row of the army were startled.

The team that had just gathered dispersed again, but there were still more than a dozen The cavalry retreated too close and too slowly.

The huge black ball dispersed instantly and turned into a huge black carpet.

The Tang Army cavalry who had no time to run away was instantly submerged in it.

Then there were more than a dozen continuous pitiful screams.

Voice.

In just the blink of an eye, this huge black carpet advanced a few meters, but left behind more than a dozen flawless white bones.

When the cavalry of the Tang Army who retreated far away saw this situation, everyone turned pale with fright.

Like paper.

The Tang Army cavalry at the back began to retreat to both sides after receiving the order, but some people were still slowly swallowing, and these people unfortunately became a delicious meal for the desert marching ants again.

The entire army was one and a half miles long.

When the huge black ball formed by the desert army ants rolled over, people kept being swallowed by the desert army ants because they retreated too slowly to both sides.

The screams continued, and finally turned into Piles of bones.

The desert army ants left just as quickly as they came.

In less than a few minutes, the huge black ball of desert army ants disappeared at the end of the desert.

At this time, Fu Meng Lingcha, Judge Liu Tiao, Marching Sima Kang Huaishun, Gao Xianzhi and all other generals and soldiers were all in shock, looking at the direction where the desert army ants disappeared with lingering fear, and then looked at the direction where the desert army ants rolled past.

On the ground, white bones were left.

These bones were living people a few minutes ago, but now they have turned into lifeless bones.

After a long time, Fumeng Lingcha turned pale and swallowed his saliva, and asked: "Ziliang, what is this and why is it so scary?"

Zhao Ziliang cupped his hands and said: "General, as far as I know, these are a kind of ants called desert army ants.

They live in colonies in the desert, and each time they go out, they are in huge numbers, ranging from hundreds of thousands to as many as There are millions of them, sometimes even tens of millions or hundreds of millions, and their whereabouts are erratic.

They may appear at any time in the desert.

They may gather to form a huge ball or spread out on the sand, sometimes for hundreds of steps.

Once you encounter it, you must avoid it in the shortest possible time and cannot stop it from rolling.

Or on the way forward, otherwise they will be eaten up in an instant until only a pile of bones is left."

Judge Liu Tiao kept gasping.

After hearing Zhao Ziliang's words, he was horrified and said: "I didn't expect that there are such terrifying things in the world.

If they were rolled into the town, wouldn't it be that the city would be destroyed and people would die?"

Zhao Ziliang shook his head and said: "There is no need to worry.

The reason why they are called desert army ants means that they only live in the desert.

Every species has its enemies, and desert army ants are no exception.

It is said that there is an animal called anteater. , is the natural enemy of this kind of march.”

Gao Xianzhi exhaled a breath and said: "I see, I have learned a lot today.

It seems that if I have another chance to march in the desert in the future, I have to be more careful."

The surrounding generals nodded in agreement.

After such an incident, Fumeng Lingcha ordered the troops to gather up and continue marching as the temperature began to drop at dusk.

The soldiers sat on their horses and ate and drank while marching.

After the frightening incident of the desert army ants, the army did not encounter any danger again before setting up camp in the wild, and the soldiers had a good sleep.

On the morning of the third day, the army continued to march faster.

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Zhao Ziliang always kept everyone and every animal drinking water.

No one had any accidents due to insufficient drinking water.

When we marched to about ten o'clock in the morning, the guide Fan Zhen who was with the scout came back on horseback and shouted anxiously to Zhao Ziliang: "General, the situation is not good, the wind is about to blow.

We don't know how strong the wind will be yet.

To be on the safe side, For the sake of safety, the villain advises the general to immediately order to find an open area to camp, and absolutely not to camp on or under the sand dunes."

Zhao Ziliang's expression changed and he asked: "How did you determine that the wind was going to blow?"

Fan Zhen pointed to a two-humped camel next to him and said: "General, please see, the camel is the ship of the desert.

It can predict the climate in the desert.

Once there is a strong wind and sand, the camel will kneel on the ground and refuse to move." " Zhao Ziliang turned around and saw one of his subordinates pulling the camel hard, but the camel was kneeling on the sand and refused to get up.

Zhao Zi's conscience moved, and he immediately reached into his arms and took out a square handkerchief.

This square handkerchief belonged to Panzhu Junxiu during his lifetime, and he had always kept it with him.

The square handkerchief was very light and thin.

He opened it and held a corner.

Sure enough, he saw the square handkerchief fluttering in the wind.

The wind was blowing from the southwest to the northeast.

Zhao Ziliang immediately rode his horse and ran towards Fumeng Lingcha's location.

After a while, he found Fumeng Lingcha and reported: "General, the situation is not good.

I am afraid that a big sandstorm is coming.

We are not sure about the strength of the wind yet."

How big will it be?

If the sandstorm is big enough, all of our five thousand troops may be buried.

For now, we can only find a flat place to camp and hope to survive."

Even though he had experienced too many storms and waves, Fumeng Lingcha's expression still changed drastically.

He was not afraid of fighting people head-on, fighting to the death on the battlefield, nor was he afraid of people plotting and plotting behind his back, but he was not afraid of the unpredictable power of nature. , he knew it all too well.

Fumeng Lingzha calmed down for a moment and asked: "Since there is a possibility of a sandstorm, why not camp on high ground or in the leeward place, and why camp on the flat bottom?"

Zhao Ziliang cupped his hands and said: "General, the desert is not as good as the plains.

The sand in the desert can move with the strong wind.

As long as the wind is strong enough, a huge sand dune will soon be blown away without a trace.

If we are on the sand dune, If you set up camp, you will be most affected by the frontal impact of the wind, and everyone may be swept away.

If you set up camp under the sand dunes, they may all be buried.”

"It makes sense."

Fumeng Lingcha nodded and immediately said: "Immediately send the order, and the army will camp on the ground in front."

"promise" The order was quickly passed on, and the generals kept shouting to their soldiers: "Quick, quick, quick, the big sandstorm is coming, hurry up and set up camp at the camp over there, and set up the tents firmly.

Don't be caught."

If the wind blows it away, it cannot be crushed by the sand.”

Hearing that there might be a big sandstorm coming, the five thousand Tang troops, including generals, lieutenants and soldiers, all became nervous and busy.

Halfway through setting up the camp tent, the sky suddenly darkened.

Without anyone noticing, the sky was covered by a large dark cloud.

Then, everyone felt a chill in their bodies, but it was a cool breeze.

The blowing made everyone feel very comfortable.

The cool breeze blowing on the body was really comfortable.

The pores all over the body were tightened and goosebumps appeared.

Some people couldn't help but loudly said: "It feels so comfortable.

Eating meat is not so comfortable."

"Eat, eat, eat, you know how to eat and work quickly," the general couldn't help but cursed.

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It didn't take long for the cool breeze to become uncomfortable because the temperature was dropping rapidly.

Soon, everyone felt the cold "Quick, speed up, we must set up all the tents before the storm comes" Just then, someone shouted: "Look, hiss!"

Someone heard this and looked up to the northeast, stopped moving his hands, and said with a look of horror on his face: "Oh my God."

Everyone's movements stopped, and they saw an endless sandstorm rising from the northeastern horizon.

It rushed towards this direction like a roaring mountain and a tsunami.

This situation was like the end of the world.

Once caught by this sandstorm, Sweeping away, I'm afraid it will be a disaster.

At this time, a loud roar sounded in the open space, but it was Zhao Ziliang's roar: "Speed ​​up and set up the tent.

Before the sandstorm comes, everyone must enter the tent and sit in a circle with the tent cloth, and then tear off their clothes."

Cover your nostrils with a piece of cloth to prevent sand from entering.

Everyone should hold hands with each other and do not let go under any circumstances, otherwise you or your colleagues around you may be blown away by the sandstorm."

After Zhao Ziliang's voice fell, everyone started working as fast as possible under the threat of death.

Even those who usually like to be lazy no longer cherish their own strength at this time.

As the saying goes, there is strength in numbers, and death is chasing after us.

In this case, everyone participated and set up the camp in a short time.

The tents were all firmly tied.

The soldiers They were all afraid that the strong wind would blow the tent away, and they were also worried that the sand would crush the tent.

The moment the big sandstorm approached the tent, everyone entered the tent, tore off pieces of cloth as quickly as possible to cover their nostrils, and then held hands and sat in a circle pressing the tent cloth.

A rustling sound fell on the roof of the tent, and then a strong wind blew.

Many people felt that their entire bodies were lifted up and thrown into the air, and then fell down hard.

There was a roar in their ears, and then they didn't know anything. .

Some tents outside the camp where the sandstorm first arrived were uprooted, and the soldiers in the tents were also swept into the air and blocked by the outside of the camp.

The tents in the middle and back were all safe, and many people held on tightly to endure it.

With the strong wind raging.

I don't know how long it took, maybe a century or a year, when Zhao Ziliang woke up, he almost choked on the sand and coughed for several minutes before he regained his composure.

He suddenly got up and got out of the tent.

At this time, the ground was in a mess.

Everywhere he could see were the remains of tent tarpaulins and rags.

Many soldiers were lying on the sand in a mess, and many of them only had their heads exposed.

Or two hands on the outside.

Zhao Ziliang immediately shouted: "Those who are still alive, get up quickly, get up and save people, save people":