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Chapter 1175 Desperate

"Hey," Liu Sheng said with a sad face while pulling his beard after hearing the report from the patrolling generals, "If this goes on, we won't need the Duoyan people to attack, and we will be defeated!" Veteran general, he is too aware of the subtlety of the morale of the army. To put it bluntly, the so-called iron-blooded army that is invincible in all battles depends on one breath.As soon as this breath is vented, it will be a mess of loose sand in the blink of an eye...

"We must make a decision early..." All the generals agreed, and all looked at Zhi Duoxing Mo Wen.

Mo Wen couldn't help but smile wryly, spread his hands together and said, "It depends on the Marshal's decision."

"Marshal hasn't made up his mind yet?" Everyone looked at the Chinese military tent not far away. The lights in the tent were brightly lit, and a silhouette pacing back and forth was reflected on the tent...

Mo Wen shook his head, sighed softly, "Right now we can only wait..."

"Hey..." The generals were worried and sighed again and again.

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Wang Xian in the Chinese army tent didn't know that the situation had reached a precarious situation, and he had to make a decision.Ordinarily, there is nothing to hesitate. The army's food and grass have been cut off, and the way back has been cut off. The Duoyan army may appear in front of them at any time.At this time, it seems that trying to give the enemy a head-on blow and open up the way to the south has become the only way of life.

But this road is extremely dangerous. As long as the Duoyan people avoid and do not fight, and follow far behind, they can drag the Ming army to death.This is exactly what coyotes do when dealing with injured large prey.The Duoyan people are cunning and treacherous, and they are very likely to adopt the same strategy... So this seems to be the only way to survive, but it is more like a way of no return for him and his soldiers...

But contrary to what the generals guessed, Wang Xian was really not hesitating. Those who really knew him knew that he was always a decisive person.It's just that as he gets more and more powerful, every decision is related to the lives and deaths of thousands of people, so he can't help but be careless.

After the defeat of Calabash Valley, Wang Xian was deeply aware of this point. Although he had made a decision in his heart, he had to have enough confidence and support before he could issue it to his subordinates.

He has already made a decision, if there is no news from Xin Ci Xin Yan and the others tonight, tomorrow morning, he can only lead his army south to fight the Duoyan people.

So Wang Xian, who was pacing back and forth in the tent, was not hesitating at all, but was waiting, waiting for the news from the desert...

The hourglass placed on the low table in the tent dripped fine white sand silently.The falling of every grain of white sand represents the passage of time bit by bit, Xu Shi, Hai Shi, Zi Shi...

Wang Xian waited like this until midnight, there was no sound in the barracks, and the soldiers fell asleep with uneasiness.

But Wang Xian didn't feel sleepy, staring at the map of the desert on the wall, as if he wanted to dig Alutai out of it!
Suddenly, there was a rush of footsteps approaching from far away, Wang Xian suddenly turned his head, and saw the guards lifted the curtain and let in two bald heads.

Seeing that he was kind and strict, Wang Xian's heart obviously skipped a beat, and he went forward in three steps in two, hissing urgently: "Have you found it?!"

Compassionate and strict can be regarded as the top master in the world, but at this moment, his face is exhausted and panting. The former struggled to squeeze out a smile, nodded and said: "Fortunately, it is not disgraceful."

"That's great!" Wang Xian jumped up, hugged Senior Brother Xinci, and kissed his old face hard.

The guards were stunned, they had never seen Duke Zhen who was as immobile as a mountain, such a gaffe!
"Junior brother, don't be too happy, kindhearted people always report good news but not bad ones." Xin Yan at the side poured cold water on him and said, "The oasis was found, but the distance was twice as far as expected. We have to go deep into the desert two Baili."

"Oh..." Wang Xian's smile really froze a lot. If it is more than 100 li as expected, he can be killed by a quick march.For two hundred miles, it would take far more than doubling the time.

Senior Brother Xinyan seemed to think it wasn't enough, paused, and added: "And on the way back, I saw a huge sandstorm forming in the west, and I'm afraid it will soon sweep across the desert."

"Hmm..." Wang Xian nodded, his expression becoming more dignified.He has experienced the power of sandstorms.More than ten days ago, he and Mo Wen tried their best to set up a trap, and they were about to catch Alutai, but suddenly there was a sandstorm, and the sky was dark, and the sand and rocks flew, and it was impossible to see things several feet away.As a result, Alutai was forced to lead the crowd to escape...

And it was still on the grassland, the desert was full of yellow sand, so the power of the sandstorm had more than doubled?Entering the desert under such weather is simply courting death.Could it be that there really is an immortality in this world, protecting Arutai?
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In the typhoon shelter, I saw the Tatars drinking too much, and their madness was far beyond what I expected.Alutai was still a little worried at first, and wondered if he was getting a little crazy?Was hesitating whether to cut the carnival down to one day, lest it spoil the big deal...

But after dark, he heard the sound of wind outside, and gradually the wind was getting stronger and stronger, and there was the sound of sand and stones hitting the tent. Here comes the sandstorm!"

Once a sandstorm comes, it lasts at least two or three days, and within two or three days, they are absolutely safe.Alutai does not believe that someone can cross the sandstorm, enter the desert, and appear in front of him.

The Tatar grand master gave up the idea of ​​shortening the carnival, turned around and entered the big tent, and began to drink to his heart's content.

"I said why the grand master suddenly announced a three-day carnival. It turned out that he had a clever plan and knew that there would be a sandstorm!" The drunken Tatar nobleman toasted Alutai and flattered him.

Alutai thought, it's good that I have that ability.But he was determined not to tell the truth. After drinking the wine respected by the Tatar nobles, Alutai said with a reserved face: "For a general, he must know astronomy and geography. The old man also expected this sandstorm, and said in his heart. If there is nothing wrong, it is better to let the children have fun!"

"The Taishi is really a god!" The Tatar nobles listened, and they all fell to the ground in admiration, and they all knelt down to Arutai and said, "My Mongolian revival will be in the Taishi!"

Alutai laughed from ear to ear, just about to take all the credit, but after thinking about it, the words changed to: "Hey, how can I be able to do this old man? It's all blessed by the Longevity God!"

"Scary! It's really the blessing of longevity!" All the Tatar nobles believed deeply after hearing the words, and they all excitedly said: "It was like this half a month ago, and it's like this again now. It seems that the fate really lies with the Grand Master!"

"Hahaha..." This is what Alutai wanted, and he raised his wine bowl and suggested to everyone: "Come on, let's worship the Changshengtian together, thank God for blessing! If we can achieve great things in the future, we will live up to the Changshengtian." !"

"Glory to Longevity!" The Tatar nobles were already almost drunk. At this time, even if someone proposed to respect a dog, they would happily obey.

After paying homage to the Changshengtian, Alutai filled another bowl, held it up high and said, "With the blessing of the Changshengtian, the final victory must belong to us! Everyone, drink to your heart's content. After the wind dies down, we will fight out of the typhoon shelter." , go after those stray dogs!"

"Aw!" the Tatar nobles howled excitedly, as if they had won the victory.

However, to make the extremely cautious Alutai so optimistic, the situation is naturally extremely...optimistic.Even if the Duoyan people don't want to fight to the death with the Ming army, after three days, the Ming army will definitely run out of food, and by then the army will be demoralized and vulnerable.Naturally, he had to rush out and kill them all, and not let the Duoyan people pick the peaches in vain.

Starting from Alutai, the Tatars have already dreamed of victory.At this moment, the wine was particularly mellow, the matouqin was particularly melodious, and even the sound of the wind and sand beating the tent seemed to be accompaniment to their carnival...

This is really 'Fire Trees and Silver Flowers Never Night, Brothers and Sisters Dance Lightly, Singing and Singing with Full of Joy.If not one person can lead, how can the Tatars be together?A good night event is unprecedented! '

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The camp of the Ming army and the tent of the Chinese army.

Wang Xian paced back and forth a few steps, since he knew everything he needed to know, naturally there was nothing to hesitate, just make up his mind!

He quickly stopped in his tracks, and said in a deep voice to the left and right: "Pass the order down, the army will make food in the third watch, and set off in the fourth watch!"

The herald waited for a whole night, and when he finally received the order, his expression lifted, and he was about to go out to convey it.

He was stopped by Wang Xian again: "Tell the military ration officer to let the soldiers open their mouths and have a full meal!"

"Yes!" The herald replied, and hurried out to deliver the order.

Following Wang Xian's order, the barracks became lively, and the Huotou army was called up by the officer to start a fire and cook. In less than half an hour, the smell of the food filled the entire camp.

"I'm not dreaming, am I? Why is it so fragrant?" The sleeping soldiers were hooked by the smell of the food without the officer blowing the bugle to get up.

"If there is meat, there must be meat!" The soldiers sat up, snuffing their noses vigorously, drooling, and their stomachs rumbling like thunder.

People are iron and rice is steel. If you don't eat a meal, you will be hungry.These officers and soldiers have been half-starved since noon yesterday, and even more hungry in the middle of the night. If this continues, their combat effectiveness will soon be greatly reduced.

"Get up!" Thousands of households originally wanted the soldiers to sleep for a while, but they didn't wait any longer when they saw this, and ordered in a deep voice: "Pack up your weapons and armor, and set off lightly after eating!"

The soldiers were taken aback when they heard the order. The so-called departure lightly means that they only carry weapons and armor, and throw away all bedding, blankets, pots and pans that have nothing to do with combat.Usually this only occurs in two situations, one is to chase the enemy desperately, and the other is to flee desperately, both of these situations are very unusual.

You know, the Ming army pursued Arutai for thousands of miles, but only let the vanguard go lightly, and never gave an order for the entire army to lightly dress...

(End of this chapter)