The people of the Heavenly Master's Mansion went all the way south and gradually entered the desert Gobi.

In the desert, there is yellow sand as far as the eye can see, and the sand dunes are undulating, and there is no end in sight. During the day, the sun was scorching, and the people and horses were covered with sweat, and at night, the weather was suddenly cold, and the water in the water bladder was covered with thin ice. It was really a difficult journey, and people were sleepy.

On the third day of entering the Gobi, a strong wind suddenly blew from the northeast. I saw that the intersection of heaven and earth was pressed by a piece of black pressure, like a yellow-black tide, tumbling and undulating, and it was rushing towards this side at a speed visible to the naked eye!

"It's a sandstorm! Get off your horse and lie on the ground! Meng Xuan shouted.

Meng Fangling turned over and dismounted, stepped on the ground with both feet, and reached out to help Qingjun. At this time, the wind and sand were already very strong, and the wind carried up the sand and gravel, and it hurt very much on the body. Maybe it was hit in the eye by the wind and sand, the horse that Qingjun was riding was suddenly frightened, and before she could get off the horse, it suddenly neighed and ran towards the southwest.

Everyone was taken aback by this sudden change.

Meng Xuan was about to get on his horse to chase after him, but the sandstorm striker had already arrived. The eyes were full of sand and gravel, the visibility was only a few meters, and people were about to be blown into the air. In desperation, he could only pull Zhang Zonghan to lie on the ground first.

Half an hour later, the sandstorm departed.

Meng Xuan and the three of them were buried under the sand, and only then did they struggle to climb out. Zhang Zonghan is not a martial artist, and seven or eight out of ten of his lives have gone out.

Meng Xuan dug out the remnants of the materials from the sand, fortunately, there were still a few water bladders that were not broken, otherwise he would really be killed in the desert. Several people struggled to travel to the next water source, and they no longer had the ability to look for Qingjun.

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Qingjun was carried by the frightened horse and galloped quickly, only to feel that the wind behind him was getting stronger and stronger, and the sand and gravel hitting his body became more and more painful. Suddenly, the startled horse tripped over a stone on the road and threw Qingjun away.

"Feather Fall Talisman!" At the moment of life and death, Qingjun had a flash of inspiration and used his Dao technique.

The effect of the feather fall charm is to make the caster's weight as light as a feather. After Qingjun used this talisman, he was immediately pushed forward by the storm. At this time, Qingjun is like a feather in a sandstorm, migrating with the wind, but it will not fall to the ground.

"Wooden Armor Talisman!" A blue light flashed, and Qingjun's body was covered with a layer of armor made of vines. The flying sand and gravel hit the wooden armor and was stopped, no longer causing damage to Qingjun's body.

With two talismans, Qingjun finally saved himself in the sandstorm. It's just that it floats and sinks in the sandstorm, and it is pitch black all around, and I am really scared in my heart. It wasn't until a few hours later, when the sandstorm had cleared, that she landed on the ground.

At this time, it was almost dusk, and Qingjun was alone in the desert, and there was no sound between heaven and earth, and she was the only one. When I checked my body, in addition to hundreds of charms, I didn't even have a bag of water or a piece of cake. The feeling of hunger, thirst and sleepiness came together, and she couldn't help but shed two lines of tears.

In the next moment, Qingjun tried to suppress his crying. Because the knowledge of her past life told her that in the desert, water is the most precious treasure. Shedding tears until you find a water source is an unforgivable luxury!

She settled down and gave orders to the Quantum.

"Based on the current angle of sunlight and geomagnetic intensity, calculate where I am!"

"Retrieve the earth's hydrological records and historical documents, and estimate the surrounding water sources during the period of 1258 AD!"

"Draw up a map of the nearest path!"

A minute later, the quantum number provided Qingjun with the data. According to the calculation of the Quantum, after walking for 6 hours, Qingjun can reach the Crescent Spring in Shazhou (Dunhuang), which is a famous desert oasis.

Qingjun walked in the direction indicated by the Quantum, and soon found a few clumps of sparse sea buckthorn grass, and then a dry old river channel appeared under her feet, she immediately confirmed that this was a sign that she was about to reach the edge of the desert, and finally put her mind at ease. She endured the bitter cold, insisted on traveling overnight, and finally arrived at the crescent moon spring at midnight.

She picked up some branches and dead grass, and lit a bonfire with the fire charm. Then he used the five thunder charms to kill a few small fish by the spring, and barely roasted them and ate them. After solving the problem of food and clothing, Qingjun took a bath, washed all his dresses, and hung them by the fire to bake. She was very sleepy at this time, but the night was cold in the desert, and she did not dare to sleep, but sat by the fire and quietly closed her eyes and breathed.

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"Burn my body, the flames are blazing, what is the joy of life? Why is it so painful to die? For the sake of good and evil, only the light is the cause. Joy and sorrow are dust. Have mercy on me, there are many sorrows! Have mercy on me, there are many sorrows! ”

The water of QH Lake has been dyed red, and the Mongol iron cavalry and the Ming sect members are strangled together on the battlefield. The warriors on both sides roared and brandished their swords, and the men and horses fell like chopping grass in the light of the swords.

The battle began in the evening, and the Mingjiao lay in ambush in the dug ditch in advance, waiting for the Mongol cavalry to advance and launch a surprise attack. In a hurry, the Mongolian knights had no choice but to raise their sabers and dismount to fight, and were completely suppressed by the onslaught of the Mingjiao sect. The forces of both sides continued to be thrown into the battlefield, and the Mongol army lost its sharpness and retreated, leaving countless corpses on the battlefield.

On the hillside not far away, Han Zhen, the leader of the Ming Sect, immediately looked over, and there was a young knight with a silver spear and silver armor standing beside him. It is the left envoy of Mingjiao Guangming, after Yang Zaixing, a famous anti-gold general, Yang Dingtian. Behind them was one of the most elite armies of the Ming Sect, the Knights Templar, modeled after the Betrayal Army.

"Sect Master, please let me attack!"

"Wait, the Mongol army's morale is not yet chaotic. It's time to strike now, it's not time yet. ”

Han Zhen stared intently at the battlefield in the distance, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he exclaimed: "Where is the sky!" ”

"Sect Master, your command is here!" Yang Dingtian shouted in response, he knew that the opportunity to attack had arrived, and his blood immediately boiled.

"You lead the Knights Templar around the formation, piercing the two wings, if the enemy does not move, you should return, not fight, if the enemy is scattered, you drive the enemy to break through the middle formation."

There were 1,000 people in the Mingjiao Templar Order, and under the leadership of Yang Dingtian, they pierced the wings like sharp knives.

The Mongolian army was not without capable people, and at this time, with a roar, hundreds of Mongolian iron horsemen attacked to stop it.

"Kill!" Yang Dingtian fought hard, the spear rose and fell, blood splashed, and everywhere he went, he was killed.

The two iron streams collided, and Yang Dingtian was the sharpest point of the sharp knife, and he rushed through, killing dozens of people in a row, unstoppable. The Mongol cavalry that met the attack suddenly dispersed. was covered by the Mingjiao knights behind, and only a few dozen horsemen survived.

"Kill, kill in." Yang Dingtian roared angrily and rushed into the crowded enemy formation.

The horses neighed, shouting to kill the heavens, the sound of horses' hooves shook the entire battlefield, and the Mingjiao Knights rushed into the enemy formation. All enemies who dared to approach were killed.