Chapter 17: The Nostrils of the Taifeng Evil God (Part II)
Anthony, who was standing in the middle, dug his fingers at the sand in his nostrils, and when he fell the annoying sand almost into the back of his head, he said to Sabo next to him in a muffled voice, "The distance to Perusim has been confirmed, so I don't have to worry about surveying the terrain of the fortress." β
"Huh?" Saab Kemus didn't pay much attention to the other party's meaning, could it be that this striker was going to go back halfway? This was not an option, because the task of the commander-in-chief was not only to pull out the enemy's guard camp, but also to draw up the more important task of drawing a topographical map of the fortress of Perusim, which was what Li Pida valued most of all.
Antony pressed one nostril with his fingers, and the other nostril immediately squirted out some sand, then took out the rope, took the hands of the Egyptian officer-like, gave him a few sips of his water bladder, and then stepped on his mount and said to Junisonville, "We will divide the army at once, and the four hundred horsemen will be yours, and I will take the hundred horsemen deeper inland." β
"This does not fall within the scope of the commander-in-chief's task, Your Excellency the Commander-in-Chief, there is no such thing as accompanying you on the expedition in my obligation list." Sabo angrily stopped at Anthony's head and said.
"This is not an expedition, because the key to the temple of victory for the whole army, but on me, I am the commander of the election, according to what Lybidaeus said when he awarded me the flag, I have this obligation to serve the victory of the whole army, and not stick to a certain order - the frontal siege of Perusim I have judged, it is a dead end, I must find another way, it is too late, this little brother get out of the way!" Anthony retracted his dagger into his sheath, flicked the reins, and let himself and his horse graze Sabo's shoulder. He didn't want to say anything more to the other person.
Sabo was about to get up again and stop him. Anthony Ha laughed. He trotted up and pulled the hapless Egyptian officer, causing Sabo to almost tumble on the sand, and then he gritted his teeth and said to the rest of the draftsmen next to him, "You follow General Dussonvier to Perusim to draw up the map as soon as possible, and I will follow the officer." Then he got on his horse and followed Anthony.
Walked along the side in a trance for a dozen or so Roman miles. The scenery did not change at all, it was still the boundless sand, wind and sun, Antony was a little impatient, so he asked the interpreter to say to the Egyptian officer, and asked him if he knew Greek, although the officer had Nubian mercenaries, but his face was still Macedonian, but in the face of the question of the commander, he shook his head, meaning that he did not know Greek.
"Then tell me a native Egyptian dialect." Anthony looked back and laughed.
The officer didn't know Egyptian vernacular. He continued to shake his head as he walked, and Anthony's face sank. Drawing the short sword, the other party screamed, a large piece of flesh was cut off from the shoulder, blood dripped on the sand, and suddenly there was a trace of fishy hot air, Anthony made a gesture to continue chopping, the officer shouted in Greek loudly, but then was twisted by the soldier next to him, "Can you speak Greek now?" There are some questions that you must answer at once, or I will not only cut you to a wound, but also sprinkle hot sand between your wounds, so that you can be a shriveled man in the desert with some of your pharaohs. β
The officer was in pain and nodded his head.
"I need a place for water, is there anything ahead?" Anthony pointed his sword at the distant horizon.
The officer hesitated, then shook his head, and Anthony then cut off a piece of flesh directly on his cheek, and the other man howled and nodded hurriedly.
At this time, Anthony smiled proudly at Sabo, who was full of helplessness.
After about thirty more miles of Rome, when the sky was full of red clouds, and the sun was no longer so scorching, and began to sink, they finally came to the so-called place where there was water, and Sabo could see very clearly, a great swamp with scorching smoke, and the sand of the outer world, full of black silt that was bubbling with rotting foam, and dirty water that was not drinkable, and which was occasionally dotted with rotten roots.
"What is this place called? We simply can't get past this massive swamp. Sabo was on his horse, and it was not clear if he was asking the captured officer or if he was questioning Anthony's stupidity.
But Anthony continued with great interest along the swamp deeper and deeper, and now the soldiers behind him were in fear, for the pestilence of the swamp in the desert would afflict the travelers and armies passing through, and all the soldiers believed that if one inhaled this gas, one would become ill.
"The nostrils of the evil god called Taifeng are all terrible mist, and if you inhale them, you will fall to the ground, either seriously ill or die." Although the officer's face was covered in blood, he still introduced the place triumphantly with a threatening tone.
The implication is that you don't want to find a circuitous way from here, just give me back!
"He said nostrils?" When Anthony heard this, he immediately gouged out his nostrils again, and then said to Sabo, "How many nostrils do men have, just like gods?" β
"Honorable Commander, if this is your examination of my wisdom and common sense, I can answer you responsibly, I have seen many humanoid statues of gods, all of which have two nostrils." Then Sabo helped the box, and his eyes suddenly lit up, and before Anthony could say anything, he also took out his short sword and compared it in front of the officer, "Say, where is the other nostril of the Taifeng evil god!" β
This is a very simple logical problem, since it is called Taifeng's nostrils, there must be two swamps, since there are two swamps, then there must be a road in between.
The officer could only sigh as he continued to be pulled by Anthony on his horse, walking with heavy steps forward.
"That black swamp is called Seponia, and this one here is called Akrigma, and that's what you call the two nostrils, and in betweenβ" The officer covered his face, and pointed to the bridge-like passage between the two large swamps, which had been weathered by the mud for a long time, "You can go around the back of Perusim, but I don't know if there is a garrison or not. β
Very good! Anthony turned over and dismounted, and went to the Akrigma swamp with Sabo to see, and found that this place was completely different from the Seponia next to it, there was actually clear water, scooped it up with a water bladder and tasted it, and it was a little astringent, but it should be able to be drunk, horses are not, and horses are more squeamish than people in terms of water quality.
"I've heard that further down from here you can reach the Ponte Sea (the Red Sea), where it is documented that ancient pharaohs sent fleets to Ponte in search of gold, silver, and copper. So these two swamps should be the remnants of the Red Sea channel, and the Akrigma is closer, so there is still clear water. Saab half-crouched and explained to Anthony, "This path is indeed the key to capturing Perusium!" (To be continued......)