Chapter 128: Mandala in the Desert
"What?"
"The officers and men of the three armed forces are all tired and homesick...... As the coach, how can I take you and let them see us share the joy of flying? ”
"That's right." Wanxiang hurriedly pushed Xiao Huaijin away: "Who said I was here to have fun?" Don't forget, Lord Wang, I am your close guard, and it's not bad to be a pioneer when you need it, maybe you can be named a female general after the class teacher returns to the court. ”
As long as you follow Xiao Huaijin, you can do anything.
In the next half month, Xiao Huaijin has been disturbed by the cavalry of the Beisai tribe, sometimes day and sometimes night, whenever Xiao Huaijin sends troops, they disappear into the desert, and they can't be found, as if those people were never born in this world.
Because he knew the environment in the desert and couldn't figure out their location, Xiao Huaijin never gave the order to enter the desert.
Most of those generals were short-tempered, and they were already disturbed and irritable, and the question of whether to advance or not was even more noisy.
Xiao Huaijin sat silently on the top and stared at the map in thought. Seeing that they were fighting with red faces, they even raised their arms as if they were going to fight a few times.
Just as they were slapping the table and shouting, Xiao Huaijin picked up the teacup in front of him and said lightly: "Let's all go out." ”
They looked at each other for a while, knowing that Xiao Huaijin was also a little annoyed, so they went out without a sound.
When the people dispersed, Wanxiang broke a cup of tea and handed it to Xiao Huaijin, sat next to him and looked at the map: "These people are really noisy." ”
"What do you think?"
"I'll stand and watch." Seeing that Xiao Huaijin was stunned, Wanxiang took Xiao Huaijin's hand and complained in a whisper: "The reason why they fight like this is because no matter how noisy they are, the final decision can only be made by you."
As long as you take the advice, they can compete for merit if they win; Defeated, it was the boss who gave the order, and he couldn't blame himself.
So forget all those words for now. ”
"If you continue to consume it like this, sooner or later you will run out of grain and grass."
Wanxiang looked up at Xiao Huaijin: "Does the prince know, for me, what kind of way to kill a man is the easiest and most trouble-free?" ”
Xiao Huaijin seemed to know what Wanxiang wanted to say, so he replied: "That was in the past." ”
"So, I have a way I don't know if it's going to work......"
"Nope." He resolutely denied it, and even glared back at Wanxiang and signaled her to stop talking. But Wanxiang didn't mean to shut up at all: "The prince doesn't believe me? ”
"These are two different things."
"Then why? If it had been in the past, the prince would have had a good discussion with me. ”
"This king has said, now is not as good as before."
"Why?"
"No why, don't say it." Xiao Huaijin got up and dragged the heavy armor and walked down to the bed, and Wanxiang also followed to the bed: "You don't have your family with you when you march and fight, you need to let those soldiers know that it is necessary to bring me here." ”
"You are not a family member but a close guard of this king, of course it is necessary."
"Okay, since it's a close guard, it's my duty to solve problems for the prince, so you should listen to my thoughts."
Xiao Huaijin told Wanxiang with a straight face: "You'd better settle down, I can ask Liang Cuo to send you back to the customs at any time." ”
Wanxiang hugged Xiao Huaijin's arm, leaned on his shoulder and smiled slyly: "You can do this." But I'm also sure that Liang Cuo can't look at me, and if the prince insists on sending me back, I will have to go into the desert by myself. ”
"I'm not joking with you."
"I'm not joking with the prince, why don't we invite the generals in and discuss it again? Let's see if they agree with me more or with the prince more. ”
Liang Cuo stood at the door, lying outside the curtain with those generals, squeezing one by one to listen to the people inside, and the curtain was lifted by the incense as he spoke.
Caught off guard, Liang Cuo and the others panicked and didn't know how to deal with themselves, but fortunately, Wanxiang didn't care why they stood outside the military tent and eavesdropped, but just said: "The prince has something to discuss with you." ”
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Xiao Huaijin couldn't screw the generals in the end, let alone the incense, and gave her the bone whistle given by Rongchuan when he left, he didn't know if he would use it, and he always felt that it would be more reassuring to ask the incense to take with him.
So there was a woman in a gauze skirt in the vast desert, with delicate red lips, eyes full of expectation, a waist like a weak willow in the wind, and an inexhaustible sadness on her face.
In her sorrow, there is a danger hidden under gentleness. It is like a blood-red mandala blooming in the smokeless desert.
She was followed by a man with a piano on his back, who also looked weak, with kind eyebrows and eyes that were not threatening.
They walked in the desert for two days, carrying dry food and two thick clothes. The marks were either blown away by the wind or buried by sand blown from elsewhere.
The sand dunes here rise and fall, as graceful as a woman's body, and their curved silhouettes are as soft as those of the older sister in the Tibetan Incense Pavilion.
But those who are not close to it do not know that this desert is a liar, and it is not as soft and amiable as it seems. Once the sun sets behind the dunes, the heat and enthusiasm are gone. In its place, there was panic and coldness of helplessness.
Whenever the wind rose, Wanxiang wrapped her clothes tightly and did not dare to sleep, for fear that she would be buried in the sand or frozen to death here when she fell asleep, accompanied by the white bones under those remnants.
Wanxiang took the map that Xiao Huaijin gave her, which recorded several directions where the Beisai cavalry disappeared.
Originally, I thought that I could deduce the possible hiding place of the Dayi clan based on it, but every time a gust of wind blows, the desert will change its face, and Wanxiang can only walk in one direction, barely identifying the direction according to the stars in the night, and marking the map.
If she gets lost here, Xiao Huaijin may never find her again, so Xiao Huaijin desperately doesn't want her to take people into the desert.
And Wanxiang always believed that she would definitely touch their nest.
The sun was red, and Juanxiang finally heard other voices than the wind, and her keen sense told herself that the opportunity had come. She smiled.
She stepped barefoot on the delicate yellow sand, and two silver rings on her white ankles collided from time to time, making a subtle sound.
The scorching sun made her mouth dry and even hallucinated, and a man came from the steaming heat, and Wanxiang mistook him for Xiao Huaijin. But the man got closer and closer, and the braided mustache on his chin tore apart the conjecture of Akika.
But Akika was not disappointed, no matter who came, no matter where she took herself, as long as she could find a place where they were hiding, it would be worth the trip.
The man jumped off his horse, and Akika stopped and looked at him in fear. The two of them were wary of each other, and he tentatively said something that Wanxiang couldn't understand.
Akika took a few steps back, her eyes pitiful, like a rabbit that had seen a wolf. The man was afraid to believe it when he saw Akika, and pulled out his knife and killed the man holding the piano next to Akika.
Juanxiang took a few steps back: "Who are you?" ”
The man ignored Akika's question, unceremoniously tied Akika, and then turned around and took away the Qin that had fallen to the ground and the things they were carrying.
Turning around and covering Akika's head, he picked her up and put her on the back of the horse and turned to leave.
The man was not wearing armor, and Akika didn't know who he really was.
According to the direction of the wind and the sun, Wanxiang can roughly judge where she is going, about the time of two incense sticks, the horse slowly stopped, and Wanxiang was carried on her shoulders and fell to a place where there was no light, yin and cold.
The person carrying the incense didn't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, and directly threw the incense on the wooden board, and the bones collided with the wooden board as if they were about to break.
Wanxiang quietly listened to someone arguing at the door, and although she couldn't understand what they were saying, she could deduce that they were arguing because of herself.
The man at the door looked at the woman in red curled up on a wooden bed in the room, she was in the dark but she was not afraid or panicked.
So he came in and picked up the incense again and took it away.
The black cloth bag that was thrown on the ground and covered the head was also lifted, and everyone was stunned when they saw the incense that opened their eyes. The moment she raised her eyes, she saw many men in armor and a large map.
The map is marked with several red dots.
The leading man walked over and leaned over, forced his eyes to sniff vigorously beside Wanxiang, and then asked, "Central Plains people?" ”