Chapter 194: Misfortune

The Wusun Ancient Road is not all valleys, and when they reached the source of the river, a snow-capped mountain blocked the way.

The group dismounted, and the guide, Basha, led them up the left slope to the foot of the side high mountain, through a large dense pine forest, and there was a winding path in the pine forest, which should have been a path that people had walked for thousands of years.

Everyone walked in the pine forest for more than two hours before they finally came out of the forest, and everyone realized that there was a snow-capped mountain ridge in front of them.

"Everyone have led the horses, the road ahead is very difficult!" The guide shouted in front.

Everyone packed up their belongings, tightened the reins, and walked cautiously towards the ridge, under their feet was thick with snow, and they walked along an extremely narrow mountain path that was only two feet wide, this mountain path was actually between two high mountain cliffs, the crack in the middle was more than ten zhang wide, and below the crack was a cliff covered with ice and snow, although the ridge was only a hundred steps above their heads, they had to walk more than ten miles to cross the ridge.

Just walked less than a mile, a war horse slipped on the mountain road, lost its balance, and fell off the cliff with a long neigh, the wrist of the Tang soldier was firmly wrapped around the reins, he was actually taken down by the war horse, the soldier let out a desperate scream, and a man and a horse fell down the cliff in the crack.

This soldier who was killed was Tang Dalang's subordinate, and last night he suggested asking Guo Song for jade, and he also danced because he had a good piece of jade, but he didn't expect to be buried in the reckless ice and snow of the Tianshan Mountains the next day.

The bodies of the killed soldiers could no longer be found, and everyone could only pay silent tribute to the bottom of the cliff, Guo Song said loudly: "Everyone must learn this painful lesson, the reins cannot be wrapped around their wrists!" ”

Many soldiers untied the reins from their wrists and continued to walk carefully along the narrow mountain path.

They went from noon to dusk, and when they were still about three miles away from the cliff, five or six horses in a row could not hold on and fell off the cliff.

When it was almost dark, they finally crossed the ridge, but the difficult journey was only a short and half way, and the descent was steep, and the mountain path was frozen by the perennial ice, it was steep and slippery, and it was all the more dangerous, although this section was only seven or eight miles, but every step was extremely difficult.

The guide Basha shouted: "Guo Changshi, it's getting dark, I can't walk, just spend the night on the ridge!" ”

Guo Song was suddenly a little dissatisfied, "I should spend the night in the pine forest, and then walk the ridge at dawn, so that I can cross the ridge at noon." ”

Basha shook his head, "Guo Changshi, how could I not know?" The descent was a very difficult one, and one had to walk for a day, and if it was dark halfway through, and there was no place to sleep at that time, it was even more dangerous, and it was necessary to spend the night on the ridge, at least if you fell asleep and turned over without falling off the cliff. ”

Guo Song heard that he made sense, and looked at the ridge again, the widest part of the ridge was only one zhang wide, and it was covered by thick snow, at least more than ten degrees below zero at night, how could he spend the night?

Basha sighed and said, "Let's clear the snow from our feet and rest on the spot!" ”

"What about the war horses?" A soldier asked.

"There are a lot of stones on the mountain, and if you tie your war horse to the stone, and the merchants who walk this road do this, the war horse will not fall down at night."

They had to tie the reins to the boulder, clear the snow from under them, put on an old sheepskin, and wrap their bodies tightly with another old sheepskin, and they sat down and leaned on the boulder, and silently ate dry food on the snow, and the water in the water hyacinth had frozen into ice, and could no longer be drunk.

It was a very difficult night, the soldiers woke up from sleep, endured the cold on the top of the mountain, and finally waited until the sky was white.

'Woo-'

A low horn sounded, and the soldiers got up and packed up.

Several soldiers brought hot broth, and one of the fire captains smiled and said, "Everyone eat and drink enough first, and then you will have the strength to go down the mountain later." ”

The soldiers broke up the dry cakes and soaked them in the broth, and the breakfast was exceptionally sweet.

At this time, a long rope has been knotted, Guo Song stood on the boulder and said to everyone: "It is very dangerous to go down the mountain, I ask every soldier to clamp the rope under his arm, and use the collective strength to save one person in danger, but I want to remind everyone again that if the war horse falls, we must let go and save our lives, otherwise it will affect all people, everyone remembers!" ”

"Obey!" The crowd replied in unison.

"That's good! The guide was in front and we set off! ”

The descent is an inclination of 80 degrees, the ice on the narrow mountain road has not melted, it is very slippery, every step is cautious, the guide uses a short iron spear to explore the road in front, and only one step is determined to take one step, and dozens of soldiers with high martial arts in front continue to sprinkle some hay on the road to increase the friction of the mountain road.

The soldiers in the back held a long rope under their left arm and led the war horse with their right hand, and they also walked forward step by step.

War horses are spiritual animals, and they also know the danger of the road, so they follow their owners closely and move forward cautiously.

Guo Song held a pickaxe and stood on the edge of several of the most dangerous sections, ready to rescue the soldiers in distress at any time.

As the guide said, the road down the mountain took a full day, and it was a great test of perseverance and physical strength for both men and horses, but the team learned the lessons of the climb, and with thorough preparation and consideration, they walked down the mountain road at dusk, and not a single person or horse was lost, and they crossed the most dangerous section of the Wusun Road.

Next is to walk in the canyon, there are many short streams in the Tianshan Mountains, the water flow is turbulent, there are patches of pine forests on both sides, huge stones can be seen everywhere in the stream, these are the boulders washed down from the mountain when the mountain flood erupts, after tens of millions of years of washing, the edges and corners of the boulders have been rounded, and they have become huge pebbles.

"This is where the flash flood erupted!" Li Ji asked the guide Shabadao.

Shaba smiled bitterly and said: "More than a hundred miles past from here, the river is full of big stones, it is difficult to say where they are washed down, the whereabouts of the flash flood are unpredictable, and it is impossible to prevent it." ”

Liang Wu asked Guo Song in a low voice: "How did the flash flood come out?" ”

Guo Song thought for a while and said: "It is estimated that there are many small lakes on the mountain, called dammed lakes, and when there is a heavy rain or an increase in stagnant water, the surrounding stones cannot support it and collapse, and the lake water pours down from the mountain, forming a flash flood, which is actually a reason for breaking with the river." ”

As soon as Guo Song finished speaking, he suddenly heard a terrible strange sound, like a low roar when a tsunami came, accompanied by a crackling cracking sound, and when he looked up, he saw that the big trees on the hillside had disappeared.

Guo Song was taken aback and shouted: "The torrent is coming, run!" Run to the left! ”

They are in the valley, and danger is coming from the hill on the right, and the only way to escape is to run up the hill on the left.

As soon as Guo Song rode his horse, the Fire Dragon King jumped into the stream and ran towards the opposite hill, and the soldiers also followed the horse and jumped into the stream, at this time, a turbid torrent rushed down from the mountain, wrapped in a large number of trees and mud and stones, it was like a wild horse, and it came wildly to the foot of the mountain.

People are extremely small in front of its violent power, the dozen or so war horses in front of them were frightened, raised their hooves and neighed, and the soldiers desperately urged the horses, but they refused to go, Guo Song was so anxious that he yelled, "Throw the horses away!" ”

The soldiers had to jump off their horses and rush into the stream, when the torrent rushed in and swallowed up a dozen horses and soldiers........

The torrent was staggeringly explosive, but it subsided quickly, and in less than a quarter of an hour, the torrent had subsided, and the valley road below had become unrecognizable, and the clear stream was gone, filled with branches and mud, and it was a mess.

The guide, Shaba, sat on the boulder in a daze, he had not yet woken up from shock and fear, he had walked this road for more than 20 years, and he had only encountered a flash flood twenty years ago, and he had never thought that he would encounter it again today.

In the valley, Guo Song led a hundred soldiers to search for the missing twelve soldiers, all of whom had lost precious escape time because the horses were afraid of not walking, and they happened to be directly in the place where the torrent was rushing, and in just a few seconds, both men and horses disappeared.

"Changshi, there's a discovery here!"

Guo Song hurriedly stepped forward, only to see that the soldiers had dug up several corpses from the mud under a boulder, all of whom had died of exhaustion.

"How many?"

"There were five corpses, and two horses."

Guo Song sighed, "Fish them all out, clean them well, and then continue to search!" ”

The soldiers searched for another whole day, and finally recovered the body of the last soldier killed more than a dozen miles away.