In the vast Gobi Desert, the scorching sun hangs high in the blue sky, looking into the distance, only thousands of miles of yellow sand can be seen, and it is extremely depressed.

The 800 Ming troops galloped, leaving a series of horseshoe prints on the sandy sea, but only a scorching wind blew through them, and these horseshoe prints were covered with sand.

"Lord, where are we going?"

The Mongolian man Chi Rong has completely lost his way in his hometown.

In a ghost place like the desert, in addition to camels, even locals can get lost.

And if you get lost in the desert, there is only one end - death.

There is no water, no supplies, no direction, so you can pick a comfortable position to lie on the yellow sand and wait for death.

"To the north, in the direction of the Yuqu River." Huo Quzhi said firmly.

Chi Rong was a little skeptical: "Are you sure, if this is wrong, we will all die here." ”

Even he, a native of Mongolia, can be confused in this desert, why is this Prince Qi so confident!

Huo Quzhi said lightly: "Just believe me." ”

He looked at the endless sea of sand in front of him, and his mind was clearer than ever.

Fifteen hundred years ago, it was not as inhabited as it is now, but it was inhabited by generations of Xiongnu people, whose tribes were all north of the Yin Mountains and could survive tenaciously in the desert.

And Huo Qubing was from here, and the Xiongnu Zuoxian Wang Department engaged in battle, broke the Xiongnu army, captured the Xiongnu Tuntou King, Han Wang and other three people, and 83 people, including generals, Xiangguo, Danghu, and Duwei. Later, he pursued and killed the Wolf Juxu Mountain, held a sacrifice to the heavens in the Wolf Juxu Mountain, and held a Zen ceremony in the Guyan Mountain, and the soldiers were forced to the North Sea (that is, the Fishing Sea, now Lake Baikal, Russia).

In this battle, the Han army beheaded 70,443 levels, after this battle, the Xiongnu fled, and there was no royal court in Monan!

Although time has passed, thousands of years have passed like a white horse, this Gobi Desert has changed from the past, and the tribes stationed there have changed from Huns to Mongols.

But Huo Quzhi can always remember every grass and tree here thousands of years ago, and he was born with a sensitivity to the battlefield that ordinary people can't reach.

He can be sure that the enemy is ahead!

"You don't need to think about anything else, just follow my footsteps closely, and I will lead you to victory." Huo Quzhi said quietly.

Chi Rong smiled bitterly: "Now it can only be like this." ”

They can only trust King Qi.

There is no water, no supplies, no direction.

If they spin around like headless flies, nothing but disappointment awaits them.

Although I don't know why King Qi is so confident, he has obviously never been to the desert, why is he so crazy!

Didn't he know that the desert was a Jedi that devoured life?

However, the eight hundred horsemen of the Fengzi Battalion, including Chi Rong, can only pin their hopes on King Qi now.

Chi Rong vaguely remembered that King Qi had only commanded more than 100,000 troops in Annan to win consecutive battles, and hoped that King Qi would be as brave as he was when he arrived in this desert.

……

It was a barren land, with nothing but the scorching sun and the wind and sand sweeping the sky, and the only vegetation was raw stone flowers, sand onions, and cacti. Traveling hundreds of miles on this desert, but the surrounding scenery seems to be unchanged, making you feel like you have been standing still, and people can't help but feel hopeless.

If your nerves have broken down, shout at the dead desert: "CNM!" ”

Nothing will respond to you, only the sand that blows into your mouth.

It's full of yellow sand, barren everywhere, no intelligence, no clues, and it seems that there is nothing but despair.

But Huo Quai's intuition told him that the enemy was ahead!

No need for a reason, his instinct to Huo Quai's illness has never been missed.

……

The soldiers of the Fengzi battalion dug pits in the desert and made fires in the caves to make food.

This is not to find something to do and have some fun in this boring desert, but to prevent fireworks from coming out and being discovered by the enemy.

They had to be cautious every step of the way, careful with every step, hiding themselves in the shadows, out of sight of the Mongols. Because they only have 800 men, and if they are not careful, they will be wiped out.

Chi Rong licked his chapped and pale lips, greedily sending food into his stomach.

However, such a little bit of food was devoured by Chi Rong in three times and five divided by two, and the tiger was starved into a thin tiger.

"What the hell is this, can you eat this?"

Huo Quzhi looked at the black cake in his hand with disgust, tried to bite it, and almost didn't break his teeth.

"Phew!" Huo Qu said unlovingly, "How did you eat such an unpalatable thing?" ”

Chi Rong said tiredly: "Lord Wang, you will be at this point, this is the last food, after eating this meal, we can only eat sand for the next meal." ”

"The next time I'm on the march, I'll have to bring a few cooks." Huo Quzhi said regretfully.

Chi Rong was happy: "I have lived in the desert for so many years, and it is the first time that I have heard that you have to bring a cook when marching in the desert. ”

You're here for a vacation!

However, for Huo Quzhi, coming to the desert to fight is actually no different from vacation.

The process is roughly as follows: march - find the enemy - defeat the enemy - return to the court

Literati and ink writers like to travel in the mountains and rivers, Huo Qubing also likes to travel in the mountains and rivers, but the location is different, the literati and ink writers like the quiet and elegant green mountains and green waters, and Huo Qubing likes the Great Gobi Desert.

"Lord Wang, we've all come here, we haven't even seen the shadow of the enemy." Chi Rong couldn't help but have doubts in his heart, "You say, is there a possibility, of course, it's just a possibility, you took us in the wrong direction?" ”

Without waiting for Huo Quzhi to answer, a horse came, and the yellow sand was everywhere behind him.

"Report!"

"A short distance ahead, there is a trace of the Warats!"

Chi Rong stood up suddenly.

Happiness came too suddenly, and he was a little overwhelmed.

The cavalry of the Fengzi Battalion, who was temporarily resting and rectifying on the yellow sand, were already exhausted, and at this time they were all on their backs, and they were all standing up, and they were looking at the scouts who came to report.

It is like a person who is about to die, and he has tasted the ecstasy after tasting nectar.

It's as if ...... The man who knocked viagra saw a naked beauty.

Their eyes are like hungry beasts, vicious wolves that have not eaten for dozens of days.

The scout who came to report was stared at by so many strange eyes, and he couldn't help but feel numb in his scalp.

"Lord Wang, send troops!" Chi Rong shouted excitedly.

However, in response to him, only Huo Quzhi said "not in a hurry" that was not salty or light.

Chi Rong was puzzled, he didn't know why Huo Quzhi was so calm.

However, Huo Quzhi's heart is actually not calm.

They have endured hardships and hardships all the way from Guangwu Town to the hinterland of Mobei, marching in this vast desert for an unknown amount of time, enduring the torture of loneliness and despair, and the water and food have been exhausted.

Anyone who learns that they've finally reached the finish line can't help but rush over.

However, Huo Qu's disease did not.

He calmly and rationally judged the ecstasy in his heart.

After reason prevails, at this moment, he is not a man, he is a god in the desert!