Almost two thousand miles from Wolf Juxu Mountain to Mayi, although Su Ren's name as the king of heaven is in name only, it is still very marketable in the Xiongnu. There was no danger on this road, as long as the king's flag was waved out wherever it passed, whether it was the herdsmen or the Hun soldiers and horses passing by, they all hurriedly dodged. No one knows who this group of men and horses is, but the fierce wolf head on the curtain is the symbol of the Huns, and no one rushes to the ground of the Huns to pretend to be the king.

Without a carriage, Su Ren could only ride a horse. The reason why Mobei is called Mobei is because there are not only rich grasslands, but also the Gobi Desert and small deserts. The Gobi Desert in Mobei is different from the Gobi Desert that Su Ren saw in Lop Nur before. There are no poplar forests in the Gobi Desert here, and there are no rocky rocky mountains. Under the clusters of barren grass, the perennial flowing sand is all of the Gobi Desert.

The wind was very strong, and as I walked, the sky above my head suddenly turned gray under the sky. The wind is mixed with this dust and dead grass flying all over the sky, and even if you pay attention to it, your nostrils and mouth will be filled with this dust, which is called a sandstorm, which is also called a sandstorm. In later cities, the sandstorms that occur every spring and autumn are not a concept at all.

The windproof masks made by Su Ren are very marketable, although they can't eliminate all the dust, at least they can make the mouth and nostrils drill less. It's a pity that I don't have eyes, otherwise I can continue to move forward in the dust. I don't know how the Huns survived in such weather, Su Ren's white horse couldn't stand it. Looking at the thick dust on the white horse's mouth and nose, Su Ren tore off his clothes and covered the white horse's mouth and nose.

There is no safe haven, and even if you barely set up a tent, you will be swept away by the wind the moment you let go, and this is when you see the benefits of wild grass. Find a place with thick grass, take the horse nest in, and hide quietly in it and wait for the sandstorm to pass.

It's not the first time Hawking has encountered such a thing, and he should have followed Yu Dan when he went to Wolf Juxu Mountain, so he chose the safest method as soon as the sandstorm appeared. When Su Ren reacted, it was only when he realized that everyone in their group had this ability except for himself.

Eating and drinking in such weather is a very painful thing, no matter how clean it is, as long as you put it in your mouth, there is always a smell of dust. It is strange that people who live in such a place have never eaten more than a dozen catties of sand in their lives.

Fortunately, sandstorms come and go quickly. The desert is no better than the city, there are not so many buildings blocking it, and there are not even higher mountains around. The wind blows from one side to the other side without any obstruction in between, and naturally it will not hover over your head for a long time.

When everyone came out of the grass with a dirty face, and looked behind them, the place they had just passed changed. The footsteps left behind were gone, and even the few clusters of wild grass that had just been used as markers changed their shape, and even the color of the heavens and the earth changed. Su Ren has never been lost. No matter how unfamiliar the place is, as long as he has a map, he can find exactly where he is going. But now he doubts that they are going in the right direction.

Hawking didn't have a guide for them, so he had to rely on his own skills. When Hawking shouted the word "go on the road", Su Ren wanted to ask him how he relied to determine the correctness of the direction, but for the sake of face, the words had already reached his mouth and swallowed back.

Except for the Gobi, the most dangerous thing is the desert. Although the desert is not large, it is also impossible to see the end. According to Stephen Hawking, the desert here is usually accessible in a day, and there are several sandbars of freshwater lakes during this period, so there is nothing to fear. But Su Ren knows that the horror of the desert is not whether you can get out, but whether you can find those sandbanks.

In the face of nature, no matter how great man's ability is, he cannot compete with it. Except for Su Ren, everyone in the entire team was full of confidence in Hawking, and even Ying Guangji and Mo Yu did not express any objections. Perhaps, as Hawking said, he was a natural expert in survival in the wild, and as long as he walked the road he walked in his life, he would never forget jì, and sure enough, they arrived at the sandbank before dark.

According to Su Ren's idea, he would not enter here if he was killed, even if he went around the edge of the desert, at most it would be a few more days, which was much more cost-effective than dying in the desert.

The sandbar is small, and a lake the size of a football field has become the most prosperous place in the entire desert. The herdsmen's cattle and sheep, the soldiers on the road, and even the Xiongnu merchants all gathered here. Within two miles of the small sandbar were all sorts of tents. Some clever Huns regarded this place as a place of wealth, whether it was the green aquatic plants around the lake or the water in the lake were their tools to make money.

A pot of water costs a piece of silver, and a piece of grass for cattle and sheep to feed on it costs a piece of gold. The Huns did not have any objections to these services, they were accustomed to such service charges. Even the grass that the sheep are grazing will be scrutinized, and the roots of the grass that have been turned out will be reburied in the wet sand. Because without these green lakes will slowly dry up, and when the lakes dry up, the sandbars will naturally not exist.

Ying Guangji went out for a spin, and when he came back, he had a few more exquisite silverware in his hand, and he showed it twice in front of Su Ren: "How is it?" Pretty, right? This is a specialty here, I didn't bring money when I went, but when I came back, I bought a few, and I was going to take it back to make my own royal things! ”

Su Ren looked at Ying Guangji with disdain: "Do you know what it means to go up and down?" As far as I know, there is not much silver produced on the plateau! ”

A night's rest on a sandbar is expensive, and even if you live far from the lake, a tax collector with a whip will come the next morning to collect the money. This way of collecting money is completely in accordance with the mood of the tax collector, and if you are in a good mood, you will collect a few less, and if you are in a bad mood, you will be in a bad mood. Therefore, the tax collectors here dare to use more than just talking. As for who these tax collectors are, no one knows that since the Huns appeared on this sandbank, the tax collectors have always existed, and they have continued from generation to generation to the present, and no one has put forward their own opinions.

Su Ren's title of Heavenly King was not of much use, but the tax collector collected more than others, and spoke more rudely, just to maintain the sandbar and protect the only pure land in this desert, and he couldn't pay it.

I had no choice but to pay for it and leave. I didn't encounter sandstorms again, nor did I encounter traps such as quicksand, and I walked out of the sandbar at noon that day along the road of the Hawking belt. When they saw the grassland again, everyone cheered, as if they had won a beautiful battle.

It is said that this section of the road is the most difficult part of the way to Wolf Juxu, and the rest of the journey after here is not difficult, even if you don't find the right direction, you can get out of the grassland. When there is no danger, the young man's active personality is revealed, and he hunts all the way, whether it is a rabbit or pheasant or a wild goose foraging for food. Every night, sticks dressed in the shape of animal carcasses are erected next to the campfire, and it doesn't take long for the aroma to diffuse the air in the air.

Ah San, who can communicate with animals, always dislikes Hawking's approach, and whenever he sees a killed animal, Ah San will reverently kneel next to the animal man who is slaughtering and chanting sutras. Ying Guangji said that Ah San was reciting the Sutra, but Su Ren sounded too sad, more like crying and mourning.

Two thousand miles is not short, and even if there is a horse, it is not possible to walk in a short time. This long trip has improved Su Ren's riding skills a lot, and when he walks out of the desert, he can also stand on the horse's back to pee, and occasionally sleep on the horse's neck. The pain in between the two strands is long gone, replaced by thick calluses.

Su Ren, who was sleeping with the neck of the white horse, was woken up by Huang Shisan: "Sir, it's almost there, Xiao Jinzi asked if you want to rest here for one night, and tomorrow we will enter Mayi refreshed?" ”

Su Ren touched his rough face, the beard on his cheeks was an inch long, and the furry was extremely uncomfortable. But he didn't dare to trim in front of everyone, the most important thing was that there was no one to help him, he didn't dare to do it himself, if he didn't shave his beard and let himself be ruined, it would be worth the loss. The parents who suffer from the body, no one will be so cruel to himself, if he is seen and scolded by others, he will have to endure it.

Looking up, there was no shadow of Mayi City, and the sky was dark, Su Ren nodded: "Okay, let Xiaojinzi camp, let's rest here today." ”

It's finally coming, and Su Ren slept very well that night. Even if someone threw him off the couch, he probably wouldn't feel anything. I've been vigilant for more than half a month, and everyone will relax when they see that they are about to get home. In the second half of the night, when Su Ren got up to go to the toilet, the current manniu was sleeping on the edge of his tent. Su Ren smiled and put his cloak on the brute bull.

The brute bulls were all asleep, and those sentry posts were naturally no better, so Su Ren returned to the tent, put on his own clothes and walked around the camp. There was nothing out of the ordinary, so he sat down by the campfire and acted as a guard. The night was quiet, the stars in the sky were exceptionally bright, and the chirping of various insects sent everyone to sleep like a lullaby. There are not many days like this, so Su Ren cherishes it very much.

The sound of horses' hooves suddenly came from a distance, and it was heard very clearly in the silence of the night. Su Ren was in a mood for a while, and hurriedly pulled out the short sword in his hand, and Huo Jinying, Guangji, and Mo Yu all ran out of their tents, and when they saw Su Ren standing by the fire, they were stunned for a moment, and immediately gathered around Su Ren.

"What's going on?" Ying Guangji asked, and Ah San immediately lay on the ground, quietly listening to the movement on the ground.

Ah San, who had a solemn face, said a few words to Ying Guangji, and Ying Guangji said: "There are about fifty people coming, everyone is riding horses, and they are coming towards us!" ”

Hawking immediately yelled, telling all the guards to meet the enemy. The first person to appear was indeed the guard they had sent to communicate with Ma Yi, and the fellow shouted as he rode his horse, "Sir, sir! Mr. Han and Mr. Sang are here to greet you personally! ”