Chapter 563: Stabbing Horses Drink Blood
In the long yellow sand, the three thousand left leading guards stepped on the yellow sand, and moved forward step by step, at this moment, the Tang army was only on the first day of entering the desert, and encountered the first problem.
"Hot!"
The sun is scorching, and it's June, which is the hottest time.
However, the heat in the desert is not the heat in the flatland, and the whole desert is like a steamer, emitting a curling heat, and there is a feeling of shaking when you look at it.
Moreover, there is no grass in the desert, the sun shines directly on the gravel, and it becomes hot after a while, and the war horse steps on it, and it is easy to be burned, not to mention the fully armed armor of the Tang army, which will be hot in a short time, and the Tang army has to take them off, put them in the saddle, and march in civilian clothes.
Drive! ”
The three thousand left leading guards rode war horses, facing the scorching sun, stepping on the hot yellow sand, and marching firmly in one direction in the wind and sand.
"This ghost weather, if we were in Chang'an City, we would definitely hide in the house, putting ice cubes and eating ice cream, I don't know how cool it is." Merton couldn't hold back the heat in his heart, thinking about the deliciousness of ice cream, and kept his saliva over and over again.
"Don't say it's ice cream, it's just a pot of cold water, Lao Tzu is satisfied." Cheng Yanjin picked up the kettle in his hand and poured it hard, the weather was too hot, even the drinking water he carried was warm, and drinking it did not quench his thirst at all.
"Whew!"
Merton looked up at the scorching sun, wiped his sweat hatefully, picked up the kettle, and drank two sips, like a burning throat, to replenish a little water and avoid the crisis of dehydration.
He thought he had done a lot of work and thought it was foolproof, but the moment he stepped into the desert, he finally realized that he still underestimated the desert and underestimated the bad weather in the desert, and his preparation was still not enough.
"Nephew Mo Xian, the direction of our army is not wrong!" Cheng Yanjin quenched his thirst a little, looked at the yellow sand in front of him, and said worriedly.
Merton picked up the compass, looked in the direction of the pointer, and nodded.
Cheng Yanjin breathed a sigh of relief, as long as the direction was correct, they would always reach Tulun River.
"According to the speed of our army's march, it will be possible to reach the Tulun River for at least three days." Merton surveyed the location of the Tang Army and the Tulun River on a map.
The desert is full of deserts, the geology is very soft, not suitable for war horses to run at all, the advantages of the Tang cavalry are not brought into play at all, and the speed of the march of the army is very slow.
"Not good, quicksand!" Suddenly, there was an exclamation from the striker.
Morton and Cheng Yanjin hurriedly rode forward, only to see a soldier and his horse falling into the quicksand, and the war horse was in the quicksand, and the cavalry kept sinking.
More than a dozen soldiers went to the rescue, but they also fell into it, seeing that more soldiers wanted to rescue, Merton hurriedly shouted: Don't move, this is quicksand, no matter how many people are not enough to fill it, don't struggle, lie on the quicksand, if you move, the faster you sink. ”
More than a dozen soldiers who fell into the mud and sand did as they were told, and sure enough, the speed of sinking dropped greatly, but it was still sinking little by little, and the soldiers who fell into the quicksand first were about to sink into their necks, leaving only a pair of hands and their heads outside.
"Nephew Mo Xian, think of a way!" Cheng Yanjin said anxiously, these are all elite soldiers trained by him, these have survived the fight with Tuyuhun soldiers, if they die in this quicksand, I am afraid it will not be worth it.
"Quick, throw the rope." Merton said hurriedly.
There are ready-made ropes in the army, and many soldiers directly untie their belts and tie them together, and Cheng Biting Jin took it and threw it at the soldiers who were stuck in the sand.
He tossed it five times in a row, until the soldier only had one hand left exposed, and then he grabbed the belt, and the soldiers immediately exerted their strength and pulled the man out.
In this way, the gourd was drawn, and all the soldiers of the Tang Army who were trapped in the quicksand were rescued.
"General, ink sacrifice wine, there is quicksand ahead, and our army can't pass by at all." Jun Sima came to report with a sad face.
The old boy was very worried about Merton, a loser, and he asked to set off with the army, trying to preserve these horses as much as possible.
"It seems that there is only a detour!"
Cheng Yanjin frowned at the calm desert in front of him, the place where the war horse was engulfed just now had long disappeared, who would have thought that there would be such a murderous intent in secret.
Merton nodded, lowered his head on the map, and drew a large half-circle, he was responsible for calculating how many roads the Tang army spared, and he was also responsible for returning the Tang army to the correct route.
The army went around for twenty miles, and then avoided the quicksand area, and by the time the Tang army returned to the correct route, night had quietly fallen.
In a simple camp tent, Merton, Cheng Yanjin, and Jun Sima were looking at the simple map in their hands worriedly, discussing military affairs.
"General, three hundred horses have run out of materials!" A lieutenant lifted his tent and came to report in a low voice.
Everyone's hearts sank, the material of the three hundred war horses had been used up, and according to the previous agreement, these war horses would be killed to reduce the loss of the Tang army.
Jun Sima's heart trembled, and he couldn't help but plead: "General, you have to think twice!" That's three hundred horses! ”
Cheng Yanjin was also distressed for a while, and couldn't help but look at Merton.
"Ink Sacrifice Wine." Jun Sima couldn't help but look at Merton.
Merton's heart softened and said: "At this moment, it is only a day to enter the desert, if these war horses replenish a little supply, maybe these war horses can return the same way." ”
"Well, that's a great idea." Jun Sima was immediately overjoyed and said, in this way, at least three hundred war horses can be saved for the Tang army.
However, Cheng Yanjin shook his head firmly and said: "Ci is not in charge of the soldiers, let alone the horses!" In the desert, how can the predicament step by step be the kindness of a woman, and the consumption of three hundred war horses is not a small amount. ”
Merton nodded instructively, compared to these military members, he was still moved by compassion at the last moment.
"In the future, if you kill a horse, it will be carried out by the military commander." Cheng Yanjin unexpectedly issued an order, "Remember, these horse blood must be released for the soldiers to drink, reduce the amount of water." ”
Now that the army is in the vast desert, and the weather is so hot, if it can't save water as much as possible, I'm afraid that the Tang army will be self-defeating, if it is any other time, Cheng Yanjin may agree to Merton's request, but at this moment, what he likes is the blood of these three hundred war horses.
Jun Sima was stunned, and said with a painful face: "The last general obeys the order!" ”
Just as the military Sima turned to leave, Cheng Yanjin suddenly said: "Remember, the marching chronicle is written that our army is walking in the 800-mile Hanhai, the soldiers are short of water, and the horses are drinking blood. ”
Jun Sima couldn't help but stumble and left with grief and anger.