The effect of Zhao Ziliang's killing of Shi Chonglin was shown before, in the face of such a powerful natural disaster, if it was a normal situation, the soldiers would have been frightened and fled in all directions, and the faster they ran, the better, but now Zhao Ziliang's strict military law has penetrated into the hearts of these Shenwu soldiers, although everyone panicked, but they were even more afraid that they would be ruthlessly beheaded if they did not carry out the order, so everyone inserted the weapons they carried with them into the sand, or waist knives or spears and spears according to the order, and inserted as deep as possible. And use this last time to take out the rope and tie yourself to the comrades around you, after all, it is not easy to be swept away by the storm when the total amount increases.

Zhao Ziliang and the soldiers were preparing to resist the sandstorm, while observing the sweeping sandstorm, only to see a black cloud rising from the sky, people who are familiar with the sandstorm know that this is not actually a black cloud, but a black dust storm formed by the strong wind in the desert that rolls up the fine sand on the ground.

The dust storm soon formed a black wall of wind and sand in the sky and moved rapidly, and from a distance, the wind and sand wall was as tall as a mountain, very much like a city wall, which was the forerunner of the arrival of the dust storm.

The wind was so strong that the sand and stones on the sand were all rolled up, and as more and more sand flew into the air, the thick sand and dust covered the sky and obscured the sun, making it impossible to see anything for a while, as if at night.

When the sandstorm hits, the surrounding air is extremely unstable, the heated air below rises, and the surrounding air flows over to replenish, so that the air carries a large amount of sand and dust and rolls up and down, forming countless dust balls of different sizes in the air intersecting and rushing, forming terrifying devil faces.

The upper layer of the aeolian sand wall is yellow to red, the middle layer is grayish-black, and the lower layer is black. The yellowing and redness of the upper layer is due to the fact that the dust in the upper layer is thin and fine-grained, and the sunlight can almost pass through the dust and shoot down. The lower layer of sand and dust has a large concentration and coarse particles, and the sunlight is almost completely absorbed or scattered by the sand and dust, so it is black. Where the wind and sand walls moved, the sky was changing from light to dark. This is caused by the light passing through the sandstorm of different thicknesses, thicknesses and unevenness, so it looks brilliant, so the scenery is extremely beautiful, but it is also very murderous, and it is very easy to be swept away by the sandstorm if you are not careful, where it will fall, whether it will survive, probably only God knows.

As the storm got closer and closer, and the visibility in the air became lower and lower, Zhao Ziliang plunged his feet into the sand to his knees, tied himself and several servants with a lasso with both hands, and yelled while moving: "The sandstorm is getting closer and closer, and it is becoming more and more difficult to see, everyone must be steady, don't be afraid, hold on to the weapons inserted in the sand and the comrades around you, and the people around the war horse tie themselves and the war horse together・・・・・・"

There were more and more sand and dust in the air, and it became more and more dense, Zhao Ziliang grabbed the golden nail jujube yang lance inserted in the sand, if it wasn't for the face covered with a face towel, he was afraid that he had inhaled a lot of sand at this time.

It's coming, it's coming! More and more yellow sand blew over, Zhao Ziliang and all the Tang Army soldiers had to close their eyes to prevent the sand from blowing into their eyes, "・・・・・・" a large amount of ground sand was rolled up into the air by the dust storm, and the sand that was originally tied to the knees in the sand was instantly rolled up, exposing the calves and ankles, the huge wind rolled up from the ground, and the body was affected by the rising force of the strong wind that swept from the ground.

・・・・・・The strong wind swept the cloak and banner behind him, and the horses neighed in horror in the gray sandstorm where they could not see their fingers, and the camels also let out a frightened cry of "moo".

The center of the storm quickly rolled over, and the sand and dust under everyone's feet were swept away, and their feet were in the air, only the weapons were still inserted in the sand below, except for the weapons held with both hands, the bodies were blown in the air by the storm like flags, and if it weren't for the ropes tied to their waists, many would have been swept away by the sandstorm, even if they had both hands to grab the weapons, they couldn't hold on.

For a whole quarter of an hour, everyone experienced a process from life to death, from death to life, when the sandstorm came, it was like the end of the world, no one thought that they would be able to survive, just because the sandstorm was too huge, but afterwards everyone had to rejoice that according to Zhao Ziliang's order, the weapon was inserted into the ground and tied themselves and their comrades together with ropes, relying on the joint strength of everyone to save their lives.

After the storm, everyone lifted their masks and lay on the sand and gasped for breath, even the savage black giant like Noor turned pale and vomited after the sandstorm, almost vomiting out all the bitter gall.

Zhao Ziliang also felt powerless in the face of this force of nature, and could only use all his strength and all methods to protect himself, and he was not relieved until the storm passed, which can be said to be the most terrifying and powerless thing he has ever experienced in his life.

After a short rest, Zhao Ziliang got up and shouted: "Brehan, Brehan, where did you die?" ”

A piece of sand rose up, and two hands stretched out from it to pick up the sand, and Brehan crawled out of it and promised: "General, here I am, here I am!" ”

"Why are you in the sand?" Zhao Ziliang was very puzzled and waved his hand; "Forget it, quickly order all battalions and departments to count the number of people, weapons and supplies, and see if anyone is missing, and if there is anything missing!"

"Yes, General!"

After some counting, there were eleven people and more than twenty war horses, these people were estimated to have been swept away by the sandstorm, and the war horses were either swept away by the sandstorm or were frightened and fled.

After this incident, most of the soldiers were frightened, the morale of the army plummeted, in this case, it was impossible to continue the march at all, and it was getting late at this time, it was the best choice to camp here, Zhao Ziliang observed the surrounding terrain at this time, and felt that it was no big problem to camp here, so he immediately ordered the whole army to camp on the spot, and then rush tomorrow.

After dinner, a small number of soldiers went to sleep in their tents, and most of them had not yet recovered from the previous sandstorm, and gathered together to talk and talk about the world.

Zhao Ziliang took Brehan and the others to meet Ashina Xin and his wife, and then began to patrol the camp, and walked around and found nothing abnormal, but saw the guide invited from Jinchang sitting alone by a fire and roasting food, so he walked over and asked, "Haven't eaten yet?" ”

The guide is a native of Jinchang, who has been following the caravan back and forth between Jinchang County and Anxi for a long time, so he is very familiar with the terrain and weather conditions in this vicinity. ”

Zhao Ziliang saw a few sweet potatoes roasted on the fire, and said to Brehan: "General Ben hasn't eaten yet, go get some meat, General Ben and the guide together."

"No!" Brehan agreed, and immediately ordered one of the servants to fetch the meat.

Zhao Ziliang held the handle of the knife, picked up his robe and sat on the sand, greeted the guide and said with a smile: "Come, sit down, I want to ask you something, just talk while eating!" ”

The guide hurriedly said: "Thanks to the general for not giving up, the villain is honored!" ”

Hu Cong quickly brought fresh meat, and Zhao Ziliang divided two pieces to the guide, and the two talked while roasting the meat.

Zhao Ziliang asked: "You often go back and forth between Anxi and Jinchang, are you familiar with this area?" We have already experienced the terrible things of these eight hundred miles of Mohe Yanmoraine several times, it can be described as nine deaths and one life, is there anything else terrible? ”

The guide looked at the dark distance, and there was a look of fear on his face full of vicissitudes: "Quicksand, endless quicksand, bad luck, the area of quicksand can instantly expand to a radius of a few miles or even a dozen miles, even an army of tens of thousands of people can be swallowed up in an instant!" Does the general know what is the other name of these eight hundred miles Mohe Yanqi (pronounced qi)? ”

Zhao Ziliang shook his head and asked, "What's it called?" ”

"It's called Shahe! It is also called the Eight Hundred Miles of Hanhai," the guide said with even more horror on his face and eyes, and continued: "Once the villain followed a caravan to Anxi, this caravan was very large, with three hundred guards, five hundred carriages, six hundred coachmen and men, and nearly a thousand horses and camels, but when we went deep into the depths of this Mohe Yan moraine, we encountered quicksand, the quicksand we encountered was terrible, there was nothing at first, and suddenly the sand under our feet moved, and instantly formed a river of quicksand that was more than ten miles long, The sand on the ground is like a river surging forward, people, horses, livestock and carriages have fallen into the quicksand, but there are no waves, the villain reacts quickly, riding a horse on the edge of the quicksand river to run fast, luckily did not die, and the others including all the livestock have no life, the villain walked for half a month, after killing the horse, carrying the horse meat, drinking his own urine and finally walked out of the terrifying Mohe Yan moraine, when he walked out of the Mohe Yan moraine, the villain only had half a life left! ”

Zhao Ziliang nodded and said, "General Ben has also encountered quicksand, but it is not as terrible as what you have encountered. What else is there besides quicksand, storms, hail and torrential rain? ”

At this time, the guide suddenly looked into the distance in horror, pointed to the empty space in the distance, and stammered: "They, they are coming, they are them, they are the most terrifying existence in Mohe Yan Moraine except for the quicksand!" After speaking, he immediately got up and lay on the ground and kept kowtowing, chanting words in his mouth: "God bless, God bless ・・・・・・."

Zhao Ziliang looked in the direction of the guide's finger, only to see a little light rising in the dark open space in the distance, these light sources emitted a blue light, seeing that the surroundings were bright, Zhao Ziliang knew that these light sources were nothing else, but phosphorus fire, you must know that since ancient times, I don't know how many people and livestock died in this eight hundred miles Mohe Yan moraine, the corpse decomposes and leaves bones, and the phosphorus in the bones will spontaneously combust under specific conditions, which is not strange for Zhao Ziliang who traveled from the later generations. (To be continued.) )