"Drive! Drive! General, we've been running for most of the day, and the brothers can't hold it anymore! ”

The time was already afternoon, the sky was overcast, and there was a hint of sullenness in the air, which made people feel breathless, a little like the mountain rain was coming.

From the Tang army's sneak attack on the camp to the present, six hours have passed, and they have been chased away by the Western Turkic soldiers behind for six hours.

Although the Western Turks behind them could not be seen, the dust was flying a few miles behind, and it could be inferred that the Western Turks must have been biting and chasing after them.

"! Are the Western Turks all dogs? Hou Junji took a sip, spit out a few weeds that were blown up by the wind in his mouth, and scolded angrily.

Thinking that the Tugu clan that he killed and led the army to kill fled for 2,000 miles, what a scene, but he didn't expect that today he was chased by a small Western Turk and was embarrassed, and the gap was really unbearable for him.

Looking at the soldiers behind them, their faces had already been turned yellow by the weeds blown by the wind, they didn't eat or drink for most of the day, they ran at high speed on horseback, and their spirits were a little sluggish, and the horses under their crotches were almost to the limit, and some of the horses had begun to foam at the mouth, obviously exhausted.

Even if each person has two war horses in their hands, but the long-distance run of six hours has basically "squeezed out" these horses.

Suddenly, a soldier in the rear excitedly shouted: "The Western Turks are not chasing!" The Western Turks are no longer chasing! Look at the back! ”

The soldiers looked behind them and found that the dust flying behind them was indeed gone, maybe... The Western Turks really don't chase anymore, right? The soldiers and horses had already reached a limit.

To be on the safe side, Hou Junji still gritted his teeth and gave a death order, "Everyone listen to the order, slow down, go forward another three miles, and stop at the foot of the hill in front!" ”

The soldiers had no choice but to obey the order, and ordered the horses to slow down and advance on the hill ahead.

The Western Turks seem to have really given up the pursuit, and when they reached the bottom of the hills, there was no trace of their pursuers behind.

It's just that the wind from the north is getting stronger, and the wind is mixed with some dirt and grass roots.

The soldiers, who were already so tired that they could not care about these details, fell off their horses the moment they reached the foot of the hill and lay on the ground breathing heavily. As if taking drugs, after a while, he laughed loudly to celebrate the victory of escaping death.

Sadly, several seriously wounded soldiers did not survive the great escape, and died of jolting on the road, and at this moment the soldiers could only endure their grief and bury them on the spot.

The rest of the soldiers, having rested enough, silently got up from the ground, took the cattle and sheep from the Western Turks from their horses, and stewed them in a pot as rations.

The soldiers were boiling mutton, Hou Junji was also hungry, and when he walked through the iron pot, he inhaled the aroma fiercely, but at this time, he inhaled a grass root that was blown by the wind, and he coughed loudly a few times.

"No, this wind is blowing a little evil, why is there sand and grass roots everywhere in the air?" Hou Junji spit out the stolen goods in his mouth and cursed secretly.

Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, he looked at the sky, which was gradually becoming gloomy, and his face changed drastically.

"Not good! Could it be ... Before he could finish speaking, he ran up the hill. A few guards didn't know why, so they also followed Hou Junji and ran up the mountain in one breath.

As they stood on the hill and looked north, they gasped.

In the north, about dozens of miles away, a huge black "monster" opened a large basin of blood towards them, and it was slowly approaching!

"Sandstorm!" Hou Junji opened his mouth with an ugly face, he never expected to escape the pursuit of the Western Turks, and he would encounter a sandstorm here, and he would not be able to die in the sky?

"Damn it! No wonder the Western Turks are not chasing! It turns out that they have sensed that a sandstorm is coming! Remembering that there were soil and grass roots floating in the air just now, Hou Junji couldn't help but curse secretly.

A soldier beside Hou Junji reminded: "My lord, the sandstorm is not very big, and it is still too late for us to prepare!" ”

"Yes, get ready! A few of you, go and let the soldiers below set up their tents and get ready to fight the wind! “

"Yes!" The soldier hurried away with his fists clenched. Soon, the soldiers who learned that the sandstorm was coming began to prepare in a hurry, and the mutton soup cooked in the pot didn't matter whether he was cooked or not, he scooped up a few bites and ate it.

The horses were all led to the foot of the hill and tied to a few stakes for pitching their tents. There is no way to tie it, and at this time, no one can take care of it, let alone a horse. The soldiers also set up tents at the foot of the mountain.

After about a quarter of an hour, it was as if thousands of wolves were howling in the north, and the sound was getting closer and closer, as if a large pack of wolves were rushing towards them.

The soldiers were better at the foot of the hill, the wind was not particularly strong, but they were worried that the sand would bury the tents, but the horses that were not tethered would suffer.

The smarter horses know how to stay where they are, and the stupider ones run away, and in such weather they run outside and are exposed to sandstorms, and they are either blown to death or buried in the sand.

In a few moments, the wind outside increased in vain, and the tent rattled, as if a pair of big hands were pulling up the tent with great force, and as if someone had scooped up the sand and threw it on the tent, trying to bury them alive.

The organic soldiers immediately stood up in the tent, supported the top of the tent with their hands, and slapped the area around the tent, slapping the sediment and soil down, and a few soldiers held down the wooden stakes of the camp to prevent the tent from being blown away by the wind.

The monsters outside seemed to be getting angrier, roaring and roaring, tearing at the tents, and the soldiers inside were also fighting the monsters outside, gritting their teeth and dragging the stakes and tents to prevent them from being blown away.

Finally, the screams of the soldiers were heard outside, and some people did not hold on, most likely because they had suffered. In this bad weather, it was impossible to even go out to rescue, and when they heard the cries for help outside, the soldiers in the camp had no choice but to be silent.

I don't know how long I struggled in the dark, but the wind and sand outside finally became smaller and smaller, and finally, there was hardly any wind before the soldiers came out of the camp and searched for the soldiers who were trapped outside.

After searching for most of the night, more than 50 soldiers who were buried under the sand and dying were found, and after being pulled out for rescue, the situation was stabilized. Anything else or not found... Most of them have been fierce and auspicious, the night is too dark, not easy to find, the soldiers are also tired for a day and a night, one after another to rest, until the sun comes out at noon the next day, no one wakes up leisurely。。。。。。