Late at night, under the bright moon and starlight, on the sand dunes outside a silent camp.

Two heads suddenly appeared from the sand dunes, but under the cover of darkness, the two heads wrapped in black turbans were inconspicuous.

"Hanschel, are you sure we're not going to launch a surprise attack now? What a time to do it! At this time, it is exactly three o'clock in the morning, which is the time when people sleep the deadest, and if they launch a surprise attack now, they will definitely be caught off guard! Sir Hansen whispered to Han Xing on the side.

Ali also clenched the hilt of the knife at his waist, and with a look of leaping (yù) trying, he agreed with Sir Hansen's proposal: "Yes, fortunately! In the art of war of the Celestial Empire, don't they all like to cook food in the third watch and send troops in the fifth watch? ”

Han Xing waved his hand and said, "Otherwise, today is a rare full moon night, the moonlight is too bright, and it will not be good for us!" And there are a lot of ranged units among us, such as archers and muskets, and fighting in the dark will most likely lead to a decrease in their accuracy. ”

"Besides, the sound of the musket is already loud, and there are obvious highlights after the shooting, if they launch a surprise attack now, they will easily react! And I observed the terrain, and behind us was due east! When the sun rises, the sunlight will affect their vision! Han Xing explained methodically, and even spent a simple map on the sand.

"But this is the time when people sleep the deadliest!" Ali emphasized.

Indeed, as you say, this is the time when man sleeps the deadliest! But I don't think anyone will sleep to the point where they can't even hear the gunshots! Two hours later, at 5 a.m., the sun had just risen. At this point in time, it is precisely the time when people are most relaxed! ”

Speaking of this, Han Xing took a breath, "Because the guard on duty has been nervous all night, and at this point in time, the sunlight will give him a sense of security, making him feel that the night has passed, and he will have the illusion that he is safe, in this (qíng) situation, tiredness and drowsiness will immediately occupy most of his thoughts, making him unresponsive!" Han Xing pointed to the vigilant patrol below.

"Okay, you keep staring, I'll sleep a little longer, remember to call me when it's time!" Sir Hansen yawned, then lay on his back on the dune, wrapped his wool cloak as a quilt (shēn), and fell into a deep sleep.

Sir Hansen's nap didn't last long, and after about an hour and a half, Han Xing woke him up. He opened his sleepy eyes in a daze, and said vaguely, "What's wrong?" What's wrong? Let me sleep a little longer! With a wave of her hand, she pulled the cashmere cloak and continued her (chūn) autumn dream.

"It's thunder! It's raining! Time to eat! The Mamluks are coming to cut off your head! Han Xing came to his ear and shouted evilly. But he still has the virtue of a dead pig, and by the way, he still snores, and this guy snores like a trumpet! tortured Han Xing for an hour and a half.

In order to save his ears, Han Xing decided to use a trick to ruthlessly "Look, there are beautiful women!" She's throwing you a flying kiss! ”

The effect was so remarkable that Sir Hansen immediately stood up, stroked his hair and said, "What? Which? ”

Han Xing patted his head and said, "Wake up, you!" Saying that, he gave him a cup of tea, "I'm about to do it, you should be sober first!" ”

Sir Hansen's face was full of frustration, and he replied in despair, and dipped the cup of tea in his hand, touching it on his face like a skin cream, and then poured the tea directly on his head.

Han Xing was so surprised by him that he couldn't close his mouth, he wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, "It's the first time I've seen someone drink tea like this!" What a cheat! ”

Sir Hansen did not doubt him, returned the cup to Han Xing, and then wiped his face and said proudly, "Well, this face wash is full of fragrance!" What is the scent? I'll go back and get more one another day! ”

Han Xing smiled and patted him on the shoulder and said, "Green tea is fragrant!" ”

As the first rays of dawn began to shine on the earth, Han Xing knew that he was about to make a move!

"Ali, it's time!" Han Xing said to Ali, and as he spoke, he also pointed to the enemy soldiers who had begun to fall asleep and yawn constantly, and they were struggling one by one between half-asleep and half-awake, their eyelids constantly pulling down, as if they were the scumbags of the later generations who took mathematics, physics and chemistry classes after staying up all night.

Ali pulled out the earthy yellow scroll, untied the rope tied to it, and threw it downward, and the scroll turned into a streamer of light halfway through, flying towards the middle of the camp.

"That's it? That's too sloppy, isn't it? "The use of this scroll is simply simpler than Han Xing imagined, it is actually as simple as opening it and throwing it away? Is this a magic scroll or a grenade!

Ali looked at Han Xing in surprise and said, "What's wrong?" That's how the scrolls are used! If you don't use it that way, do you still have to chant a mantra or something? If you've ever been to the world of Harry Potter, your jaw won't drop! ”

"But, isn't the scroll supposed to be some ritual, spell, or something? It's like the "Black Book of the Dead" we are looking for? Han Xing asked puzzled.

Ali laughed and said, "What is a scroll?" A scroll is when a magician burns a pre-prepared spell on a portable carrier like a scroll, and then quickly triggers it when needed! After all, a magician's magic will run out, simply put, 'no blue'! And by making a scroll in advance, you can ensure that the mage will not lose his combat effectiveness when he is not blue! If you need a spell, then why use a scroll! ”

"In fact, in space, things like scrolls have been eliminated! On the contrary, wands from the world of Harry Potter and enchanted weapons from the world of The Elder Scrolls are more popular! The scroll can only be used once, and it's too cumbersome to carry, like a magic wand! It was a genius idea to use the power of magical creatures to unleash magic and reduce your own magic loss! Ali sighed.

As the earthy yellow streamer disappeared from the ground, the valley suddenly trembled, and the center of the valley began to sink, and the surrounding sand began to flow towards the center, and this trend became larger and larger, until at last, a deep depression appeared in the middle of the valley, perhaps seven or eight meters deep!

The sand flowed like a stream of water towards the center of the vortex, and it was getting faster and faster, but no matter how much sand flowed down, the vortex did not shrink, but expanded little by little.

The first to suffer were the four tents closest to him, and the sleeping soldier suddenly felt that his tent began to move, as if it were (shēn) in the cradle. So he immediately woke up his companions (shēn) and planned to go out to find out, but he was immediately shocked to find that he was actually in a huge whirlpool, which was already more than ten meters above the ground.

He was wrapped in the high-speed swirling yellow sand, only the upper half (shēn) was still exposed, desperately crying for help, waving his arms weakly, trying to grasp everything that could keep him from falling into the middle of the vortex, but except for the yellow sand, it was still yellow sand, and finally his (shēn) shadow disappeared into the center of the vortex screaming.

"Ahh Quicksand! There is quicksand! The soldiers who found out about this terrible situation screamed, and then began to climb up the dunes in a panic.

The noise of the ground and the dying screams of the unlucky ones woke most of the soldiers, who scrambled out of their tents and began to gather in a safe place, including the head of the Sergeil and his adjutant Sirabi.

They didn't even get dressed neatly, so they were blowing the cool morning breeze and sadly found their camp attacked by quicksand.

"Quick, gather the remnants, get on the horse, and evacuate!" The leader of Segail was obviously experienced and worthy of being the commander of the first army, so he immediately made a decision.

It's a pity that Han Xing won't give him this opportunity, and those unlucky people who pretend to be smart and climb the hill have become the first victims of Han Xing's men.

"Fire!" With Han Xing's order, the Swiss Guards began to condescendingly (shè) the enemy below. Don't forget, the weapon in their hands is a 5-shot Mauser rifle!

The *** soldiers who climbed up the dunes out of fear of quicksand fell victim to the first wave of blows, and with a burst of gunfire, most of them fell to the ground, and their bodies fell heavily to the dunes, mixed with sand and blood "gurgling" down the dunes, and then swallowed up by the huge whirlpool.

A few lucky people dodged this wave of bullets, and most of them were people who reacted quickly, and chose to lie down the moment they saw the human head, and they survived.

However, Han Xing didn't congratulate them on their good luck, and he even had some of the same (qíng) as they had to make a dilemma between falling into the quicksand vortex and being shot.

The good news is that this hesitation and pain did not bother them for a few seconds, because Han Xing's Swiss Guards had already fired the second bullet, and these lucky people immediately had their heads blooming and followed in the footsteps of their predecessors!

"Go lead the horse! Go lead the horse! Seeing the sudden appearance of the enemy, the leader of Sergeil did not panic, but ordered loudly, trying to restore order on his side.

"We're separated from the horses by that damn quicksand pit!" His adjutant Silabi ran back and reported.

"No war horses? Without horses, we have to rush out! The leader of Sergeil cut the railway, and took the lead in rushing towards the south, and it was the Swiss Guards who were firing at this time that Han Xing had arranged in the east.

"No way!" Sir Hansen shook his blonde hair and emerged from behind the sand dunes to the south, then announced to Sergeil below.

I saw a large group of shēn figures wearing white hoods and holding two-meter long bows on the hillside behind him. Suddenly, a rain of arrows flew towards Segail and his men, and the group of foot warriors armed with scimitars suffered heavy casualties.

"To the north!" The chief of Segail shouted, but he would probably regret his decision, the north was guarded by Ali himself, and he had prepared a good thing for them!

"Ahh One by one, the black-robed *** warriors rolled in the flames, screaming and fluttering desperately. The culprit was none other than the smiling Ali on the hill, with several flamethrowers spewing fire dragons next to him.

"This wasn't meant for you!" Ali pulled out the two-handed scimitar at his waist, cut down a panicked *** cavalryman, and said coldly.

"Go West! The west side is our last hope! "Today, Segail and his army are like a flock of frightened birds, terrified (rì), and they have completely collapsed after being struck by bullets and arrows, and then by fire.

The west side is obviously not the best choice, because in this direction is an almost vertical Gobi, although it is only two or three meters, but it is also an insurmountable obstacle for them who have no climbing tools at hand.

What's more, where are Han Xing's aristocratic stragglers guarding here? Louis XVI himself led the soldiers who had struck the mob at the Battle of the Tuileries, they were all masters of hunting, and the accuracy of their shots was not ordinary!

When the first *** soldier was about to climb to the top, his face was full of excitement and pleasure imagining the scene above, it was an endless desert, freedom, and the hope of survival!

But the reality shattered his illusions, a leather boot stepped on his hand, a black hole muzzle was pressed against his head, and with a "bang" gunshot, this *** soldier went to heaven with a dream. His body tumbled and fell, hitting several of his companions.

As the aristocratic skirmishers opened fire, the Swiss Guards, facing the cliffs to the east, also began to strike at the *** soldiers who tried to climb the Gobi.

The *** soldiers who were already climbing the cliff with their bare hands had to face the two-sided attacks of the Swiss Guards and the noble skirmishers, and every round (shè) attack of the Swiss Guards, they prayed silently in their hearts, but unfortunately they were a group of live targets at all. And the muskets of the Swiss Guards are Mauser, who are known for their accuracy, and what awaits them is to be "named" one by one.

In the end, the embattled Shegail chieftain chose to surrender.