Chapter 313: The Desert Is Waterless
"We can bet on another thing!" Bai Buxin said: "Now we are seven hundred miles away from Turpan, and we have released the Divine Eagle, then I think that the Wusun army in Turpan should know that we are in Hami, according to our previous way, fifty miles a day, it will take half a month to reach Hami, then, at least seven or eight days, the Wusun army will not think of us launching a surprise attack!" Bai Buxin said.
Abri and Weiqia opened their mouths wide at the same time.
How to launch a surprise attack on Hami, seven hundred miles away, in seven or eight days.
"Choose 5,000!" Bai Buxin continued to talk about his method: "Each person takes two camels, two horses and plenty of water, and continues to march forcefully, arrive in Turpan within eight days, defeat the Wusun army, and then return with water to rescue the whole army, the army may as well move forward slowly, go as far as it can!" Bai Buxin finished.
Both Abri and Weiqia froze.
"What if, what if your five thousand men can't defeat the enemy army, what if you can't return in time after defeating the enemy army!" Abri continued to ask.
"You said that the Turpan Oasis is only half the size of the Hami Oasis!" Bai Buxin slowly analyzed: "Then, he can only place fifteen to twenty-five thousand people at most, I will launch a surprise attack with five thousand people, if I can attack it unprepared, this battle is winnable, since it is a surprise attack, of course, it will be quickly resolved, so it should be able to rescue in time, if there is really an accident!" Bai Buxin suddenly smiled: "Then gamble your life!" Whoever lives is alive! ”
Two hours later, 5,000 soldiers set off, Wei Qi'a was the guide of this raid army, and Bai Buxin, Chen Qingzhi, and Ma Chao were the commanders and deputy commanders respectively.
Wei Qing and Hua Mulan stood side by side, watching the five thousand soldiers go away, secretly praying in their hearts, hoping that Bai Buxin's plan would succeed.
200,000 lives depend on these 5,000 people.
"It's gone~~~," Abri shouted not far away.
The main forces were also slowly forming their own teams and slowly moving forward.
Now the purpose of their march is not to rush to the Turpan Oasis as soon as possible, but to shorten the distance of the raiding force on the return rescue as much as possible, even if this distance is shortened by one mile, it may be the difference between life and death.
"Wei Qing!" Hua Mulan suddenly called Wei Qing's name: "If I die, will you die with me?" ”
Wei Qing opened his mouth for a while.
How could he die with Mulan, he had his parents, Jiang Xiaoyu, and an army of 200,000 to take care of, and his life didn't just belong to him.
Hua Mulan smiled, and there was a hint of sourness in her smile: "I'm so stupid to ask such a stupid question!" With that, he whipped the camel, and the camel hastened and walked away.
Wei Qing looked at Mulan's back, and secretly felt pain in his heart.
At nightfall, the army stopped, and had traveled only forty miles that day, but everyone was thirsty, and on this day each man was given only one-tenth of the usual amount of water, and that pitiful little water was only enough to moisten his throat, and the soldiers gathered together in groups of three or five, but there was no laughter, and the hoarse throat and chapped lips were closed.
Not far away, several soldiers naively wanted to dig water out of the ground, and took turns digging down with shovels, only a few feet later, the sand around them flowed into the pit, filling the pit, and several soldiers sat down helplessly, no longer moving.
Wei Qing was also very thirsty, and he looked at his own troops, and felt very sad in his heart.
This force used to be so powerful, how mighty it was, but now, it's like a group of refugees on the run, and there's still a little bit of it.
"Herald!" Wei Qing said in a hoarse voice: "From tomorrow, walk for two hours in the morning, walk for two hours in the evening, and rest at other times!" ”
The next day, according to Wei Qing's order, he walked for two hours in the morning and two hours in the evening, a whole day, and walked another thirty miles. Although the intensity of the march had been greatly reduced, the lack of water was the enemy of all, and several soldiers had already collapsed from the thirst.
On the third day, the army traveled twenty-five miles.
On the fourth day, only twenty miles were walked.
On the fifth day, the soldiers were no longer walking, but struggling forward, thirst tormented everyone, and the soldiers kept fainting, and they only walked fifteen miles in a whole day.
On the sixth day, Wei Qing had to order to stop advancing, and in five days, he only walked one hundred and thirty miles, and there were still five hundred and seventy miles from the Turpan Oasis, which was too far away.
All the soldiers sat in the desert in a daze, letting the sun bake themselves, and some of them sat and fell down slowly, never to get up again.
Abri stood quietly beside a large cart, pressing his sword, his eyes were red, and the skin on his lips was cracked, but his eyes were still spirited, and he looked around vigilantly.
He was not guarding against the enemy, but against the thirsty soldiers, for the cart beside him was full of water bladders.
Someone shouted in front, a camel fell down at once, someone was thrown off the camel's back, and several soldiers rushed forward to help.
The person who fell was Liu Qi.
Abri is not in a hurry, this soft sand can't break people, at most eat a mouthful of sand.
Liu Qi's mouth full of sand rose from the ground.
He looked back at the camel, which was dead.
He tried to open his mouth to speak, but only let out a hoarse dry cough.
Wei Qing walked over slowly. Although the sun was blazing, there was not a drop of sweat on his face, and the water had long been dried in the sun.
"How much water is left!" Wei Qing asked.
Abri looked around and replied in a low voice, "With yesterday's number, we can hold out for two more days!" ”
Wei Qing's eyes were suddenly full of fear.
Two days, what to do in two days, it's the sixth day, even if Bai Buxin is fast enough, he has only arrived at the Turpan Oasis now, plus the battle and return. Although the return distance was shortened by one hundred and thirty miles, it would be at least six days later, and they would have to sustain them for six days or more in the absence of water at all.
Wei Qing licked his chapped lips: "Is there any other way?" Although he asked a question in his mouth, he was already desperate in his heart, and if there was another way, Abri would not stand here in a state of despair.
"There's one last way!" Abri replied: "Kill the horses and camels and drink their blood!" ”
A chill passed through Wei Qing's heart.
If you kill horses and camels. Although it can be relieved for a while, what to do in the future, now there are still 570 miles from Turpan, and there are still 400 miles from Turpan to Bosten Lake, how to walk this nearly 1,000-mile road, and how to fight when facing the enemy, this method is like cutting your wrist and drinking your own blood, but it only prolongs the pain, but it cannot save your life.
He shook his head slightly.
Abri shook his head, he knew it wouldn't work, but there really wasn't anything else he could do.
Suddenly, there was a commotion.
"Water, there's water there!" The soldiers shouted one after another, and many of them rushed forward desperately without waiting for orders.
Wei Qing and Abri looked forward at the same time, only to see that a few miles ahead, a large lake suddenly appeared, covered with green trees, rippling blue waves, and there were some people resting faintly on the water's edge.
Wei Qing was taken aback.
Where did this lake come from, it was still a desert, but now there is such a lake, what a miracle.
He was about to go to see what was going on, but Abri grabbed him: "Don't go, that's fake!" ”
"What?" Wei Qing didn't know why for a while.
"It's a mirage!" Abri said.
Wei Qing froze.
He knew about mirages, because this kind of situation often appeared in the sea, sailing on the calm and windless sea or looking at the seaside, he would often see the image of distant ships, islands, or towers reflected in the sky; People who travel in the desert sometimes suddenly find that there is a lake in the distant desert, and the shadows of the trees on the shore of the lake are swaying, which is desirable, but when the wind blows, these scenes suddenly disappear, and it turns out to be a kind of illusion, that is, a mirage, or mirage.
There are also many records about this situation in the history books, such as "Historical Records": "Ziwei, Xuan, Yan Zhao, make people enter the sea to seek Penglai, abbot, Yingzhou, the three gods of the mountain, its transmission in the Bohai, go to the people not far away, trouble and come, then the wind of the ship leads away, cover the taste of the to, the immortals and the medicine of immortality are in the Yan, the things and beasts are white, and the gold and silver are the palace, not to come, look at it like a cloud; When it arrived, Sanshen Mountain was underwater; When it comes, the wind will lead away, and it will never come! ”
Laiyang Taishou also recorded: "Laiyang Dong Qiaoyun: Dengzhou Haishi, not only the shape of the phantom tower and the palace, see more than 100 warships a day, the battle is forested, and there is the sound of golden drums, it is clear, take off into the water, and clouds, Qiao went to Dengzhou, the prefect Xiao Yu tested, the door official reported the sea market, covered its customs, the sea city must beat the drum and report the official, Xiao led the boys to watch, saw the north gate outside the long mountain and suddenly the cave in it, such as the city gate, the water from the inside, the top boiling, the broken mountain is two, from the morning to noon, and the clouds, the sea wader clouds, taste from the sea to look at the shore, there are also Louguan characters, As seen on the shore! ”
The most detailed record is Dengzhou Taishou: "Yu Jianya Dongmu, the three changes of the year, every time you want to live in the sea market, it is actually entangled in the machine service, a pilgrimage to the Jiazi Spring, only to be told, because of the sorting out of the things of the uncollected, and two reading the moon, the beginning of the salty ending, so there is time to dial, midsummer read a day, occasionally on the middle of the building, push the window to look north, in the vast and vast on weekdays, it seems to see a male city in Yan, because of the view of the islands, the salty is not the form, the humble resists, the sharp ones raze it; The palace tower, mixed out of it, the view of the truth, the eaves of the building, Dan Fandai, all have the form, or such as the cover, such as the flag, such as the floating slaughter, such as the puppet language, the spring tree ten thousand homes, the uneven, the bridge Zhouzhu, intermittent contact, the time and the minute, at first glance hidden, there is really a painter can not be exhausted of its ingenuity, the legend of the Pengcai fairy island, prepared for the supernatural, which is the longest, thousands of forms, not easy to play, if the sea will go to the rest of the fate and so show this to reward the long-cherished wish! ”
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