The quicksand soon stopped, and there was no danger.

A cave appeared in front of Li Huaitang, and at the same time, there was a shout of fighting from the cave, and listening to the sound, the fight seemed to take place between a fallen scout and a group of unknown people. The fighting didn't last long before it stopped.

"Keep an eye on them!" A familiar voice came from the cave, and it was Tang Yan.

"Hu Yijian?" Li Huaitang's surprise rushed out of his mouth.

The people in the cave were visibly stunned, and then erupted in cheers. It's like meeting a ray of light in the midst of darkness and despair. "It's the general! It's the general! ”

There is no doubt that the people in the cave are Hu Yijian them.

A rope made of white cloth was thrown down, and the soldiers excitedly took off their robes, rolled them up in long strips, tied them to each other, and tied one end to a camel's body, and the other into the cave.

"Haha! Lao Hu, the Lord of Yama below can't keep you, so let you escape! ”

Li Huaitang smiled happily, Hu Yijian just climbed up, closed his eyes, and was hugged by Li Huaitang.

Embarrassment climbed on Hu Yijian's face, "This, this, general, I'm not dead!" ”

"Come on, see you come back to life. I don't even know how happy I am. Go, drink water and go. ”

Li Huaitang said as he patted Hu Yijian on the shoulder.

A total of twenty-two people were rescued, except for the three eagle riders who had just fallen, the rest were all soldiers who were chased by the Tuqi Shi people with Hu Yijian.

Yesterday, Hu Yijian saw that the Arutun people were outnumbered, and the soldiers outflanked him in two ways with more than 30 horsemen. Hu Yijian knew that hard fighting was definitely not the opponent of the Tuqi Shi people.

At that time, he had an idea, and turned around and ran with more than 30 horses, intending to destroy the opponent by turning around and riding and shooting. This tactic was discussed with the soldiers during training. As long as the riding and archery technique is good, this tactical application works well. The actual combat proved the effect, and the Turks who were chasing all the way lost more than ten horses one after another, and Hu Yijian only killed one person. Had it not been for the sandstorm that followed, Arudun would have died from their arrows.

Sandstorms devour everything. The Turgish, who had fallen behind, were the first to be overtaken by the sandstorm, and they inexplicably disappeared into the sandwall, leaving no trace. Hu Yijian also thought that he was going to be finished, and at the last moment, a sandstorm rolled out of a cave in front of him, and more than a dozen knights were lucky to be sheltered. The rest of the knights were not so lucky in the sandstorm where they couldn't see their fingers, and there were no bones left.

But after the sandstorm passed, they found themselves buried in the dark ground, in a stone house that had been abandoned for many years. Although they also tried to dig a way to escape, the flowing sand and gravel caused their efforts to fail again and again.

The little fresh water that was left had been drunk by them a few hours earlier, and the air in the stone house had become muddy. Just now, Hu Yijian, who was so stuffy that he almost fainted, was unwilling to make the last struggle, and continued to dig sand, which happened to be heard by the flying eagle.

"General, down there, I found this."

Feiying happily wiped the water stains from the corners of his mouth, and handed a sheepskin to Li Huaitang in his hand.

The sheepskin was spread out flat and laid out on the smoothed sand.

"Is this a map?"

Li Huaitang looked at the strange text symbols on the sheepskin with interest and asked Hudu.

Goto crouched on the edge of the sheepskin, scrutinizing it, muttering something at one moment, shaking his head at another. Finally, Hudu replied, "These words seem to be Persian." In the collection of the palace of King Shi, there seems to be this kind of writing. These lines and patterns are supposed to represent the topography. I don't know where. Perhaps, maybe my father understands it, and my father likes to collect and study maps the most. ”

"General, this can't be a treasure map, right?"

Feiying, who had been wanting to speak and stopped, couldn't help but say more. His eyes were fixed on the sheepskin on the ground.

Li Huaitang said: "Oh? How so? ”

"General, look, these lines should be rivers, these black dots and circles, I look like marks. And here, obviously, is the target location. ”

The eagle drew a line with his hand on a few black dots and black circles on the sheepskin, and then pointed to their junction and expressed his opinion.

Li Huaitang nodded and said, "It's kind of interesting." He is a natural scout. ”

"Not to mention a treasure map, even if it is immediately cashed into gold and silver treasures, we will not be able to take it with us. For us now, fresh water is the most precious thing. This thing, after returning to Dao Begging History City, will be sent to Wumeng for study. ”

Li Huaitang put away the sheepskin on the sand and laughed at himself.

The sun has set in the west. With their backs to the sun, the Three Riders of Light struggled forward on the undulating sand dunes. The terrain here is very unfamiliar to them. There were no roads, no markings to guide them, and no traces of the past, just a patch of similar yellow sand.

In the blue sky, there is not a single cloud in sight. The sun hanging in the sky mercilessly casts its fiery light on every corner of the desert, trying to take away every drop of water in this sea of sand.

Beneath the blazing fireball, a weary army crawls like a snail between the sand dunes in the dizzying light. The gas emanating from the mouth or nostrils was as hot as the air, and beads of sweat the size of beans came out of the heads and backs of the knights, and the sweat that kept dripping down stained the clothes. When clothes are dried by the air at night, they leave a layer of white salt.

In the marching procession, from time to time, someone could not survive the scorching sunshine and staggered down from his mount. Fortunately, the ground is covered with soft sand, otherwise it would be uncomfortable for the arms and legs to continue.

After walking for two days in a row, I had already entered the low-lying place that the food guide said, but the water source was still nowhere to be found. And all the men and horses were in a state of lack of water, the horses could no longer take a step, and the dry throats of the warriors made their voices hoarse. Today, in one day, dozens of war horses and more than a dozen soldiers fainted from thirst.

Perhaps, tomorrow, it will be the soldiers who will die.

Thousands of horses and camels consume a lot of fresh water, and if they can't find a water source, then tomorrow morning, before they hit the road, all the horses will be abandoned, leaving only those desert boats as mounts and water sources. There was an unbearable look on everyone's face, these horses had accompanied them through countless battles, and they had long regarded them as intimate robes. For two days, how many warriors would rather be thirsty themselves, and also save fresh water for the war horses to drink. How can this intimacy be parted? Li Huaitang gently stroked his sweaty BMW, he knew that the soldiers were looking forward to him changing his orders, but his heart was also very uncomfortable. This is the choice between life and death. Not to mention abandoning the war horses, even those camels, we must also kill a batch of water from the hump, otherwise, I don't know how many people can pass the test tomorrow.

The night was cold and silent. Occasionally, the sound of sand sliding could be heard in the distance.

After a few days of exertion, all the members of the Three Riders of Light were exhausted, lazily sitting or lying or lying on the gravel. Letting time pass slowly, the physical exhaustion and low mood make almost everyone reluctant to speak.

"General, bring these war horses, what good war horses!"

The soldiers are pleading.

"We can bear it, and we can give some water to the horses, take it, maybe we'll find it tomorrow."

Hu Yijian licked his chapped lips, his eyes full of anticipation.

What cavalry does not cherish their mounts? Li Huaitang is also inseparable, but he knows that once these soldiers in front of him give the precious water to the horses, it means that some people will not survive tomorrow's poisonous day.

"No way!"

The resoluteness of gritting teeth completely chilled the love of the soldiers.

"Damn it, damn the big cannibal!"

Hu Yijian transferred his anger to the Great Food Guide.

"What about the water source? What about the source of water? I'll bury you and my horse early tomorrow morning!" ”

The sharp scimitar rests on the neck of the pale, chapped lips of the Great Eclipse Guide.

The guide can't help it, this has to rely on luck, the main thing is that there are too many livestock with the army, which consumes precious fresh water, otherwise, you can still survive for an extra day. He didn't dare to complain.

The Great Food Guide had collapsed, and in the face of the threat of death, he didn't even have the intention to defend himself, and his strength was about to run out.

"Huh!"

Hu kicked over the big food guide with an arrow, very helpless.

In the silence, several red camels were whispering something to the Black Tower. The fresh water brought by the Red Camel Rider has run out, and Rao is a Red Camel Rider who has lived in the desert for many years, and they are also feeling anxious.

"General,"

Heita led a camel, followed by a red camel rider, came to Li Huaitang, pointed to the red camel rider and said, "This camel, the sand fox said that it may be able to help find water." ”

Now, even if someone says that his ass can sense water, Li Huaitang is willing to try. It's just that the appearance of this camel is not strange, and it can't give Li Huaitang enough confidence.

"I hope so, I hope it's Li Feiying among camels."

The red camel rides in the desert to fight against the harsh environment, and in order to survive, he will do anything to survive. This includes relying on camels for water or wet sand that contains moisture.

In the dark night, Li Huaitang curiously followed behind the camel and prayed silently anxiously.

The magic camel is careless, sniffing in the east and west, and it feels more like it is looking for grass to eat.

Time is ticking, patience is wearing.

"Will it work?"

Li Huaitang's throat was dry. Doubt, negation, drove away a glimmer of hope that had just risen in the heart.

"Wait!"

Someone screamed, screamed excitedly!

The magic camel didn't move, its wide hooves pouting at a low piece of gravel.

"Dig!"

With great hope, Li Huaitang excitedly gave the order and snubbed the hero.

"Water! Water! ”

Under the gray night sky, on the continuous yellow sand, the cry of joy rose in the morning of hope......