Start: Datang Wanli a lonely city

Chapter 707 The Willows Are Dark and the Blossoms Are Bright (two chapters in one)

Amidst a burst of screams of "Chirp Chirp ~", the seemingly tired Costin "Xiao Bai" jumped up from the shoulder of the white-haired girl A Li.

After rushing up to a height of [-] meters like an arrow, it began to hover.

no way!Since the convoy entered the Gobi Desert, there has been a strong wind.

Such a strong wind swept up a lot of wind and sand. Even if the veil was covered, it would fill people's mouths with sand from time to time, and it would considerably affect the sight.

As a result, Costin Xiaobai's air early warning capability has been considerably affected.

Because once Xiaobai flies a little higher, Ali below can't see its movements clearly; now the height of [-] meters is considered the limit.

Fortunately, even so, it once again provided the Xuan Ge Battalion with valuable air early warning.

Soon after passing some of Xiaobai's flight trajectories, Ah Li reported a bad news:

"Old Hu, in the direction of 2 o'clock of the convoy, a large number of cavalry are approaching rapidly, and they are only seven or eight miles away from us. There is not much time to evacuate."

Hearing this bad news, all the netizens became more and more irritable, and started to work quickly.

Among the many supplies on the carriage, I picked out a few and planned to take them with me.

Among them, Hu Biao and Xu Feng appeared out of thin air one after another with shining silver bricks in front of them with a thought, and fell to the ground with a 'dangdang~'.

Datang's weight of a tael, if converted to the standard of the modern plane, is 37.3 grams.

Therefore, the two tons of silver carried by Hu Biao and Xu Feng amounted to almost 53620 taels, and it was still the best quality snowflake silver.

And according to what Hu Biao and the others found on the Internet, one tael of gold in the late Tang Dynasty could be exchanged for six taels of silver.

These two tons of silver can be exchanged for 8935 taels of gold, which can be regarded as a huge wealth.

Therefore, in Hu Biao's plan, the more than 5 taels of silver was a very important source of pensions for the veterans of the Anxi Army.

But now this so-called important source is like rubbish, and soon a large pile is piled up on the ground, so that everyone has no interest in taking a second look.

no way!In the current situation where we can only move forward lightly.

These are inedible and inedible things, not even a piece of beef jerky, a blanket, or even a handful of black beans.

Not long after, Hu Biao and Xu Feng had already thrown out all the silver and put the ashes packed in jars into their space rings.

Just after the ashes were collected, the sound of horseshoes in Hu Biao's ears was quite clear.

Turning his head, he could already see that when a large number of cavalrymen attacked, the dust raised high was three miles away; even without binoculars, he could faintly see the vanguard troops.

After hastily grabbing a pack of beef jerky that weighed about ten kilograms, Hu Biao climbed onto the nearest war horse, and took the reins of the other two war horses along the way.

Kicking the horse's belly vigorously, he began to flee forward.

Seeing this, a lot of netizens followed, including a lot of novices.

The only difference is that, except for the God of Wealth and the little boy, the other four hugged the horse's neck tightly, lay down on the horse's back and started to flee.

The main reason is that during this period of time, although they have to practice riding for several hours every day, their riding skills are still too poor.

It's just that if you're riding a horse and traveling normally, you can barely hold on.

But once you enter the galloping mode of the horse, if you don't cling to the horse's neck, there is a really high probability that you will fall off the horse's back.

The generals ran seventy or eighty steps away, and they were in the position behind them, among the Tubo cavalry army.

All of a sudden, the sound of the horn horn resounded through the air.

With the sound of such horns, the Tubo cavalry began to speed up one after another; from the original state of trotting, it became a gallop at full speed, chasing them.

Perhaps it is the reason why the horses of the Tubo cavalry have more horsepower after recharging their energy.

In the following time, after Hu Biao and others drove their horses for three or four miles, they found that a group of Tubo cavalry behind them were getting closer.

Because the Tubo people are far inferior to the Hu people and Tang people in terms of archery.

Most of the people rushing to the front waved an 'Urduo' in their hands one after another, and a small number of people were bending their bows and nodding their arrows.

The so-called 'Urdo' is actually used to throw pebbles.

The movement of the Tubo people to swing the leather rope is to prepare to smash the egg-sized stones once they enter the range.

Don't look at the tactics of the Tibetans using this thing to throw stones, it seems a bit naive and funny at first glance.

But Hu Biao, who had experienced the power of this thing, didn't dare to be careless in his heart.

Because he knew that the Tibetans' accuracy in using 'Urduo' was astonishing. If they wanted to hit your left eye within 50 meters, they would definitely not hit your right eye.

And in terms of the power of this thing, it is quite impressive.

Thinking about it, a stone the size of an egg smashed on the skull with considerable force; even with a helmet to protect the head from breaking, it would still cause a strong dizziness, right?

If it hits the front door, the consequences will be even more serious.

In comparison, people who are not afraid of Tubo's bows and arrows because of their heavy armor protection feel more terrible about this kind of 'Urduo' threat.

Hu Biao didn't dare to be careless after thinking of the scene where the overwhelming stones greeted them and smashed their heavy armor, and there was a loud "jingle~".

After turning around, he greeted him with an arrow.

After shooting over a target, he also yelled: "Shoot the arrow, don't let them catch up~"

After everyone heard the words, they all started to shoot arrows; thanks to the superb archery skills of the old birds, even on bumpy horseback, every arrow could hit the target after being greeted.

However, the number of Tubo people is too large, and they still cannot suppress the result of their gradual catch-up.

Not long after, a large piece of stone enveloped the crowd.

After a burst of 'jingling~', almost everyone was hit.

One of the stones just hit the back of Hu Biao's head, making his eyes go dark, and his brain felt like a 'buzzing'.

The singer's left shoulder was hit suddenly, and the riding bow in his hand almost fell off.

The cross lying on the horse's back, although this college student brother himself did not get the trick.

But after the horse's butt was hit two or three times in a row, the ground was jolted violently, and it was almost thrown off the horse's back.

In short, all the netizens are very uncomfortable...

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Time: After five or six hours, the sky has completely darkened.

Location: After running wildly for a while, even Hu Biao and the others didn't know where they were. They only knew that it was a large pile of rocks.

Hiding behind some big rocks can block the direct blowing of the strong wind.

Under the light of a small fire, and the sound of "uh, uh, uh~"; it was the two rookie girls, God of Wealth and Camellia, lying on the ground and throwing up in the dark.

And it's not that the other four old men and rookies didn't vomit, but they vomited up all the jaundice water a long time ago.

So much so that now, there is a feeling that there is nothing to vomit.

In addition, there are many old birds in the team, even the commander Hu Biao, whose face is pale at the moment, and he seems to be in a trance.

The reason for this is that it was in the previous time.

During the battle with the Tibetans along the way, they entangled for almost two hours, and finally escaped from the entanglement of the Tibetans temporarily after nightfall.

In the following time, after running to the death of many horses, he ran all the way for seventy or eighty miles before arriving at such a pile of rocks.

In the end, after Hu Biao yelled "stop moving forward".

I don't know how many exhausted netizens rolled off their horses immediately and lay on the cold ground.

It was the time to lie down for a while, and they got up again as if they were electrocuted, fell to their knees, and vomited wildly in a "speech~" burst.

The reason is simple. After being hit by too many rocks, they were all hit with a slight concussion.

In the previous time, because of fleeing, I could still try my best to persevere.

After being temporarily safe now, the aftereffects of the 'concussion', such as nausea, dizziness, and strong nausea, erupted immediately.

It's just that the physical fitness of the veterans is stronger, or they are more resilient; so the reaction is not as strong as those of the rookies...

At least half an hour later, everyone drank a cup of hot milk tea to replenish their body calories.

Then, I used the first aid kit I carried with me to treat the wounds on my body. Only then did everyone feel better, and they were considered alive.

It was also at this moment that they were in the mood to count the current specific losses.

After some statistics, that result is really depressing.

First of all, in terms of everyone's injuries, we can only describe that everyone was injured; fortunately, apart from the old injuries before, not many people were seriously injured in this escape battle.

Chen Tang was hit with a hammer in the back, and several ribs were broken immediately.

The so-called one hundred days of muscle and bone injury, even if Chen Tang's physique is stronger than ordinary people, there are still many days when he can't continue to fight with others.

Yuan Hai, a former game worker, passed out after being hit on the head with a blunt object; if Feng Rui hadn't lifted his collar, he would have rolled off his horse.

But even so, Yuan Hai has always been in a coma.

Even Nanze, an old Chinese doctor, doesn't know when this little brother will wake up; after waking up, will he become a second fool again.

Fortunately, compared to these two unlucky guys, the situation of other netizens is much better.

The backs of each of them were greeted by the bows and arrows of those barbarians, although they were covered with a large number of arrows like a feather duster.

When treating the wound just now, the arrowheads were removed and piled up together. The few ones weigh three or four taels, and the many ones can even weigh a pound.

However, under the protection of a heavy armor, the wound shot in was not deep, and it was not a serious injury.

That is because there are too many wounds, and the blood loss from each wound is not too much, but when added together, it is quite terrifying, making everyone's body very weak.

To say that the injury that caused everyone the most headache was the sequelae of the concussion.

There is no at least one day for this thing, it simply cannot be slowed down.

Secondly, it is the loss of transportation.

There is not a single horse-drawn carriage left for both snow and Gobi; there are only 100 of the more than 47 selected war horses left, and it is impossible for one person to have two horses.

What's more terrible is that there are still half of the war horses, and now there are bloody foam on their mouths, and their bodies are shaking quite violently standing there.

Obviously, these war horses were frantically beaten and squeezed out during the escape of the crowd.

At this moment, their vitality has been hurt. No matter how well they are fed in the future, these war horses are basically completely useless.

Finally, there is the loss of materials, which is also the worst situation.

In the past, everyone was busy in Qiucha City for several days, and the batch of supplies that they carefully prepared were basically lost.

Before everyone left in a hurry, they didn't carry much supplies, and a large part of them was lost because of the loss of the horses.

After a temporary count, now everyone's belongings are added together, which is about 50 catties of beef and mutton jerky, more than [-] catties of milk powder, and some first-aid kits.

As well as a pack of twenty catties of various medicines that Nanze brought out under his desperate efforts.

If we talk about the above materials, if everyone saves some of them; at least in terms of food, the team can eat for a few days without going hungry.

If there is no warm tent, everyone collects a few dead branches when they spend the night, and if they can barely survive after lighting a fire.

Then the complete loss of forage, when Hu Biao instinctively glanced at the ground, he found that there was not even a single weed on the bare ground, except gravel or gravel.

Immediately, he realized that this was the most urgent problem for the team.

Because in such a bad environment and driven by madness, the delicate war horses don't even have anything to eat, so they will die one by one soon.

At that time, we can't rely on it, let's not say that we can rush to Chang'an in time to complete the task.

Even escaping the pursuit of the Tubo army is an extravagant hope.

So, after some conclusions, even a group of novice rookies are quite clear: the most urgent thing for everyone at present is to find a place to carry out the necessary supplies.

It's just that they are currently on the deserted Gobi, where there is no place to supply them.

Another key point is that in the eyes of the barbarians, they are like Elder Tang among the goblins in "Journey to the West".

As long as you take the lead, you will definitely kill them frantically and take down their sky-high reward targets.

If it was changed to normal times, in the eyes of Hu Biao and others, these Hu people would be like the dishes delivered, and they would not be taken seriously at all.

But now, everyone is almost in a state of desperation.

In short, after thinking of the above situations, everyone felt that the eyes were dark, and even a little desperate.

"Forget it for now, let's go to sleep after eating something; the living can still be suffocated by urine, and we can always find some way to deal with it tomorrow.

Persevere, as long as you return to Chang'an, everything will be fine."

In the end, after Hu Biao uttered such a sentence, he tightened his fur coat and started to carry out tonight's vigil...

Fortunately, at this most difficult time, Hu Biao and the others had some turning points in front of them.

To be more precise, it was after dawn that the wind and sand that had been raging for several days suddenly stopped completely, and the visibility suddenly improved a lot.

Xu Feng, who was on vigil at that time, yawned loudly, and suddenly saw something in front of his eyes.

After shaking all over, he held up a DIY binoculars and looked over, and immediately confirmed that he was right, but there were a few smoke from cooking houses rising seven or eight miles away.

And under the smoke, there is a mess of low mud houses gathered together, and there are many figures among them, driving cattle and sheep to move around.

Combining all the above, there is no doubt that it is a market, or a settlement of Hu people.

Of course, it doesn't matter what it is, what is important is that it should be able to get horses, fodder, food, cold-proof supplies, etc., everything they need at the moment.

After thinking of these, he immediately told Hu Biao the good news with ecstasy,
After hearing such good news, except for Yuan Hai who was still in a coma, everyone else flocked to the edge of the rubble.

Using a few DIY binoculars in turn, I looked towards that market.

After confirming the real existence of this thing, there was a great sense of joy in everyone's heart that they would survive the catastrophe.

Only after the initial surprise passed, a more realistic problem was placed in front of everyone: how to obtain enough supplies without fighting.

After pondering for a while, Hu Biao made arrangements in his mouth:

"Concubine, take out two gold bricks and cut them into pieces of gold.

Aren't you a native of the frontier province, old snake? Now is the time for you to show up. Take the gold and go get the supplies back.

Pay attention, do not fight, and expose the existence of the team. "

"Okay." The old snake agreed without hesitation, even for the current task, he was under great pressure.

Then in his mouth, he made a request:
"Let the imperial concubine, the God of Wealth, the singer, and the windmill go with me, otherwise I won't be able to do it alone; by the way! Isn't the corn capable of disguise, and disguises us as barbarians and orchids."

"No problem." Hu Biao resolutely agreed...

(End of this chapter)