The roar was accompanied by a scream, and the wind became more and more violent in an instant, and the wind and sand fell on everyone's shoulders like a rain of sand falling from the sky.

"Quick!" Břilgood gasped solemnly, "Slow down and we're going to die in a sandstorm!"

Jiaohe ignored him, but the speed of sand cutting in his hand had already accelerated, and at this moment the roar in the distance was rapidly approaching, the pouring sand and dust covered the stars in the sky, the violent roar made the earthquake tremble, and the wild sand made a ghost-like scream between the friction!

The Cana warriors had already dug their bunkers, and one by one they jumped in and crouched down to hold their heads.

Břigood quickly dug the sand, and the raised sand particles were blown up by the wind and scattered in the air, and at this time, a sudden violent hurricane hit, and Břigood's whole body was blown upward!

Thundered!

The sandstorm had arrived, the hurricane swept by, Burigood was frightened and danced in mid-air, and at the moment of life and death, Jiaohe jumped up and grabbed his bare legs, and the weight of the two suddenly fell down!

But a violent hurricane had already taken the two away from the bunker. Jiaohe raised his eyes, and saw a violently rotating pitch-black storm in front of him appear in the eyes of the naked eye!

"Quick!" Jiaohe slammed him down, and then squinted his eyes and pointed to the bunker, "Climb over!"

Břigood moved his hands and feet, crawling on the ground like a scorpion, and he rolled into the sand pit first, and then he just popped out, and suddenly his mouth was full of sand grains blown by the incoming sand!

He opened his mouth and roared, "Give me your hand!"

He stretched out his hand, stared at the sandstorm that was close at hand, and leaned out his shoulder with his eyes open, and his hand was closer to the river!

Jiaohe was soaked in cold sweat, and he noticed that his feet were involuntarily floating upwards as he crawled quickly, it was a sandstorm, and it was right behind him!

Seeing that the river was about to be swallowed up by a sandstorm, Burigood kicked the sand pit with both feet and fell into it, and the whole person straightened up and fell into the sand, and his hands tried to reach the hand of the river, and roared loudly with sand grains in his mouth: "Give me your hand!!"

Jiaohe had already climbed to the distance between him, and the hands of the two were already close to the size, and he stretched out his hand with difficulty, and the hurricane made his arms tremble and move! Břigood is on the hunt to catch it!

Just as he was about to be caught......

Rumble!

The sandstorm suddenly engulfed the river, and Burigood stretched out his hand in horror, and the whole person maintained the posture of reaching out as if frozen.

And at this moment, his hand was suddenly grasped by something, and he came back to his senses, and his hands were in unison to grasp the thing that was clasping his palm.

Pull it back!

With a flutter, Burigood dragged Jiaohe back from the sandstorm!

He had a lot of arm strength, and almost single-handedly dragged Jiaohe's entire person into the sand pit, and then pressed the back of Jiaohe's head down, shouting, "Squat!"

The sandstorm swirled violently into a whirlpool overhead, and the sand in the sky sloped wildly into the sand pit, and Burigood covered the river with his whole body, and their heads lay very low, and in the rumbling scream, Burigood said fearfully, "I thought the true god of Talaton was going to take you away, and you were so lucky."

Jiaohe didn't answer, and even the undulating wheezing sound was much weaker. Sensing his strangeness, Břigood immediately hugged him and reached out to his forehead.

At the moment of the tentacle, his complexion changed sharply, and the temperature from the palm of his hand was hot and hot, and he muttered in horror.

"I have a fever."

The roar of the sandstorm echoed throughout the desert, and the sand particles fell above the tents in the hollows.

In the bonfire, the charcoal crackled and burst out sparks, causing Liang Fenghou, who was sitting cross-legged by the bonfire, to open his eyes.

He looked sideways at the young scout curled up in a shrimp and said, "I'm giving him some water."

"Why are the scouts so squeamish now?" Kuroko scolded and uncorked the bottle, and then helped the person up, "But it's a little cold, hey, it can burn your brain." Z.br>

"The flesh is mortal, and ordinary people are naturally compared with ordinary people." Liu Taijing took care of the bonfire with firewood,

"You are scouts who have been stationed in the desert all year round. Running horses and blowing sand, accustomed to nature, no obstacles. But this person has just joined the army, and it is not surprising that he is not accustomed to the water and soil."

Hearing this, Marquis Liang Fengyan looked at the scout who was sick, and immediately looked at Liu Taijing and said, "Liu Zuocheng is good at making weapons?"

Liu Taijing turned his head sideways when he heard the sound and said, "Let the adults look away, and they are not good at making weapons. It's only because of an acquaintance that he got into the position of Zuo Cheng, the examiner."

"Sycophants, I don't have any kung fu in my hands, I rely on my mouth to beg for food." Kuroko was disdainful of him, "Chongdu is full of people like this, they don't have any skills, and their ability to brag and fart is not small. Boy." Kuroko looked over unceremoniously, "There are more sandstorms outside than just today, and there will be more in the future."

Kuroko sneered, his mocking tone causing the scouts sitting around the campfire to laugh secretly.

"Kuroko." Liang Fenghou stopped with a look, and immediately looked at Liu Taijing indifferently, "Liu Zuocheng is really a person, to tell the truth, Liang admires someone."

"Your Excellency." Liu Taijing listened to the violent rumbling outside, "My lord, when will the sandstorm pass?"

"Tomorrow morning." Liang Fenghou rested his hands on his knees, and the eagle stood on the dead wood beside him, "The sandstorms in the desert will blow overnight and subside the next day."

At this time, a scout said with a worried face, "My lord, according to the order of Lord Wei Shi, the Shensha camp has been advanced to camp for another five miles. Our scouts and outlaws can see each other day and night. If this situation is maintained, I am afraid that the route of the patrol will be exposed, and once the sand camp is exposed, I am afraid that there will be abnormal movements."

"I know that." Liang Fenghou nodded, "It's just that I have been patrolling the boundary of the atrium for a long time, and I can't let go of the Cana army for a day."

Liu Taijing listened to the words, and the slow movement of his hand caused the sparks to drift away, and he said, "I guess that the waikou has seen our scouts for a long time but has not advanced, so he should also be guarding our movements."

"In the same way, they are on guard against the Cana." Marquis Liang Feng scratched the head of the eagle beside him, "According to the battle report of the trapped camp, the 20,000 foreign warriors who arrived in the bay and the Cana people faced each other head-on, and the foreign soldiers suffered heavy casualties. Later, the Canadians moved to the site of the right court of the desert, and it was impossible for them to stay in the desert forever. The weather is one thing, and the baggage is not easy to transport, there are too many of them, and sooner or later they have to leave."

The eagle tilted its head in pleasure and chirped softly.

"Then they have only two choices." Liu Taijing had a little firewood in his hand and a little sand on the right side of the campfire, "Either retreat to the bay, which is close to the water source oasis and can supply the army with food and water. or." The firewood point is to the left, "go deep into the hinterland, attack the atrium, seize its territory and cattle and sheep, and solve the difficulty of baggage."

"Hmph." Kuroko fed the seriously ill scout with water, "At the beginning, General Zhen swept through the right court and fought all night. The atrium was the closest reinforcement to the right court, and they couldn't reach it even if they broke their shoes. The Canadians are not familiar with the terrain, and if they attack rashly, they will be looking for death. Besides, the sandstorm of the desert is coming, and the foreign vassals must have been trembling like rats on the big ship in fright. The doors are clear."

The scouts all slapped their breastplates in agreement.

Liang Fenghou is a scout stationed at the Red Pass all the year round, he can't grow the morale of others to destroy the prestige of his army, especially the scout who is on the verge of life and death, self-confidence is sometimes more important than courage.

He didn't refute, just stared at the raging fire and fell into thought, the eagle's gaze always in line with his, staring straight at the flickering bonfire without moving.

The roaring sandstorm was the only sound that everyone could hear, but at this moment, a hoarse veto suddenly sounded.

"No ......"

Kuroko turned his head sideways and watched as his panting body turned, his face illuminated by the campfire.

The seriously ill scout held his trembling body and said, "They will never wait where they are."

Liang Fenghou looked at him, and the eagle's gaze also looked at him.

Liang Fenghou's eyes stared, he was already alert to this rebuttal in his heart, but he refused to admit his inner thoughts, and then asked, "Why?"

"The Canadians came to the desert to conquer it." The seriously ill scout slid his throat and said slowly, "Our scout is far away from the sentinels of the foreign invaders,

Confront each other. As the big brother Kuroko said, the Cana people are not familiar with the terrain, but if they have someone familiar with the desert to lead the way, then the weather is no longer a threat to them."

"I'm sick and confused." Kuroko touched his head, and then touched his forehead, "It must be burning." The trapped camp can keep an eye on the right court all the time, and if they send troops, our eagles will definitely report the news."

The seriously ill scout smiled bitterly, and he said in a bitter voice, "Brother Kuroko, what if they send troops, but the eagle can't report the news?"

Liang Fenghou's heart was shocked, and the Danfeng eyes gradually tightened, and he asked in a deep voice, "What do you mean?"

The seriously ill scout trembled and pointed to the top of the tent, and asked in a trembling voice, "Can an eagle deliver a message in a sandstorm?"

The eagle suddenly spread its wings and fluttered to retract its wings.

When the scouts heard this, their faces were shocked, and they all gasped, and some of them muttered in disbelief, "It's impossible to march in a sandstorm, right?"

"Quite possibly." Liu Taijing threw the red-burning firewood into the bonfire, "The Cana army is marching into the ruins of the right court with great force, and even if the camp is staring, it is difficult to patrol and peep in the sandstorm. But if we march with the help of sandstorms, not to mention us, even the outsiders will not be able to detect it."

The seriously ill scout nodded, and he shivered before saying, "Not bad."

"This sandstorm is a damn thing." Kuroko comforted himself, "It's impossible, they are not leopard galls to eat, if a person walks in a circle in a sandstorm, he can be blown into the sky dozens of miles away and fall to death."

The seriously ill scout looked up at him and said coldly, "They have crossed the sea."

The treacherous seas, the high waves, the Cana people have crossed, and they are millions of troops.

Everyone breathed heavier and fell silent.

Liang Fenghou suddenly stood up in silence, everyone looked at him, and then he whispered: "Order."

All the scouts got down on one knee and clenched their fists and said, "Yes."