The reason why he rested for eight hours instead of six hours was not because Zhao Ming was not in a hurry.

It's not just that the desert is physically demanding in normal times, but it is also physically demanding in winter.

The temperature here is lower than in the grasslands, and it will be warmer during the day, but colder at night.

So now rest a little more, and hurry more at night, otherwise you won't even want to fall asleep when you camp in the open at night.

The desert during the day and the desert at night are two concepts, which are equivalent to the two heavens of ice and fire.

In winter, it is better to camp in the open air, and it still feels warm, but at night, it is colder than the desert in summer.

Zhao Ming estimated that the temperature here would not be above minus 40 degrees at night.

Secondly, the desert in this era is more dusty than in later generations, and when the cold wind blows, you have to freeze out the ice ballast when you outside.

And the night is not suitable for fast travel, the wind blows into the lungs, it is easy to cause pneumonia, a series of respiratory diseases.

And when you rush to the road in the cold, once you are in a hurry, if you sweat inside, the temperature will come up during the day, and when it is cold and hot, people will fall.

Before the time comes, thousands of people will have to lie down in the desert en masse.

There are no windproof tents that you carry with you these days, so be careful.

So even when he was rushing at night, Zhao Ming asked the brothers to reduce their speed as much as possible. And make the queue as neat as possible, with a break in front of you.

The brothers in front covered their heads and necks to keep the wind in their mouths and noses as low as possible.

Rush in this way.

In addition, Zhao Ming also wanted the brothers to save more physical energy, rest well, and when they got out of the desert, they had to start a long-distance run.

That's when the real test comes in.

The sun shone brightly overhead, but below it was snow-capped, and from time to time patches of yellow sand were exposed below the desert hills.

An eagle was soaring high in the sky, scouting around the gathering place.

Every two hours or so, the eagle returns, chirps overhead, and then flies off to other places to patrol again.

"Heh, that's pretty clever!"

Zhao Ming squinted his eyes and looked at this Hai Dongqing, and saw that the other party was very obedient, so he didn't pay attention to it anymore, and ordered the brothers who were on duty to patrol in turn, leaning on Wang Er and the others, and fell into a half-asleep and half-awake.

Except for the brothers who were on shift, everyone was resting.

About four hours later, before the sun was about to set, the group set out again.

One after another, he thought that he would be able to leave this desert in one day and one night, but he thought that he would be able to leave this desert in the early morning of the third day.

When they saw some dry grass exposed from the snow in the distance, and some raised mountains in the distance, everyone couldn't help but feel a touch of joy in their hearts.

This is also horseback riding, and if you are on foot, this desert will take about seven days to come out.

Even so, the people were also parched, and they were eager to find a ditch, or a fire where there were dead trees.

In the desert, there were no burning materials at all, and everyone saved some water to drink, and the next night they drank all the fine.

After all, for convenience, the rations carried by everyone were dried beef, dried rice crackers, and the like.

is already dry, and the human body is already short of water in winter, so this water consumption is naturally fast.

Now everyone just wants to boil the snow on the fire, and then put the dried beef in and cook it together, and drink the beef broth beautifully.

After using Hai Dongqing to screen the vicinity and make sure that there was no gathering place for Outer Mongolians a few miles away, Zhao Ming began to walk towards a nearby dry forest.

The desolation here is even more exaggerated than in Inner Mongolia, where trees are cut down even more.

This is mainly due to the fact that there are more grasslands in Inner Mongolia, and there are naturally more cattle and sheep that can be raised, and more livestock manure is used as a burning material.

But it's really a place where trees are the main burning material, and everywhere you look bare.

After choosing a place where there were still a few dead trees, everyone began to clear the snow nearby, and several brothers who were in charge of carrying the pot hurriedly took out the iron pot behind them and set it up.

Although it is mainly dry food, I don't bring a few iron pots to cook snow, and I am afraid that I will die of thirst along the way.

The winds here are stronger than those in Inner Mongolia, and the severe desertification has caused the area to be full of strong winds all the time, and the strong winds can easily take away the moisture from the body.

It's like a cow dissected in the wilderness, and it only needs to be left for a day and a night, and it may be turned into air-dried frozen beef.

Firewood was limited, so everyone simply threw some extra spare clothes into it to increase the fire and boil the snow.

No one expected that not long after the pull-out, the first problem encountered was not eating, but drinking.

As soon as the snow in a few cauldrons had thawed, everyone began to drink with iron spoons.

Just fill a spoonful with a spoonful of water and wait outside for about a minute for the hot water to turn into lukewarm.

Seven cauldrons, thirty spoons, constantly boiling snow, taking turns to drink water, Rao still drank for a full hour, and then everyone began to eat dried beef and dried rice crackers.

While the bonfire was still a little hot, the brothers, who felt a little thirsty, drank another round and rested for a while before continuing their journey into the distance.

At this point, it's time for the captives to do their job.

Although the captives were more similar in appearance to Han Chinese, and could also speak some Chinese, they were said to be Han Chinese.

Through conversation, I also felt that these people were still quite inclined to them, but even so, Zhao Ming still separated them for questioning alone.

Make sure that the path pointed out by the majority is the same, and then proceed.

The army galloped again, this time much faster than on the desert, where the wind was much lighter, and the men had no time to waste, so they could only speed up.

"Zhao Ye! According to what they say, there is still a lot of our Han culture in Mongolia, isn't this our family? Now it's still breaking up, tsk, what's the matter? ”

The monkey smacked his lips, feeling incomprehensible.

At this time, they were already on their second day out of the desert, and during this time, they passed by several large gathering places of Outer Mongolians.

But I was surprised to find that some of the landmark buildings here turned out to be national style, the feeling of flying eaves and arches carved beams and paintings.

It should be regarded as a combination of Beijing school or Jin school architecture, but no matter how you look at it, it is a domestic architectural style, not the kind that looks like a yurt at a glance.

There are a lot of yurts here, but the landmarks are definitely national style buildings.

"Hey, isn't that a Taoist temple?"

The monkey pointed to a building on a hill in the distance that was clearly an area of Outer Mongolia, which looked exactly like some small Taoist temples on the mountains in the Guanzhong area.

The red wall, the golden characters, and the golden tiles are somewhat similar to the Zhongnan Mountain Tower Viewing Platform in Shaanxi Province.

From here, you can vaguely see some Taoist patterns, similar to the direction of the five elements and eight trigrams.