The wind rotates in the desert, bringing up yellow sand, forming a stream of turbid air, making people unable to see everything within ten feet.

A team of about three thousand people walked hard in the airflow, their faces covered with veils to block the wind and sand, but the wind and sand were drilled into their collars.

There was a carriage in the team, with the curtains hanging low and the inside was quiet.

This group of people is Cheng Mo and his escort sergeant.

Walking alone in the desert is no different from dying. When traveling and traveling together, no one will walk alone. Although Cheng Mo wanted to hide his identity, he could not have stepped onto the desert with just a few guards, so he could only bring more people. Three thousand people was the result of his persistence. According to Qiao Jie's wishes, it was necessary to have ten thousand people.

The three thousand soldiers were all elite cavalrymen, and the cart loaded with felt tents and grain behind them was pulled by camels.

After walking for a few days, Su Miaohua first saw the surprise of the desert Gobi, and now she is used to seeing the unchanging scenery. And only one day on the horse, the wind and sand scraped out thin cuts in her delicate hands. The cuts were too thin and invisible to the naked eye, but when she touched, it hurts and feels rough. So the lady decided not to ride a horse and she wanted to take a car.

Now it's not the army that started to drive, Cheng Mo also let her go. She is sleeping in the car now.

The sky in the desert changes as soon as possible. The sun was still hanging in the sky, emitting dim light, but now he only saw a red round cake. Cheng Mo felt something was wrong, and the guide Yu Huan had already stepped forward and said, "Sir, it seems that the camp should be established."

It is very necessary to find a leeward to camp and fight against possible storms.

Cheng Mo was thinking so, nodded and said, "Go on."

The team stopped, the soldiers dismounted and became busy in an orderly manner. Cheng Mo walked to the carriage and knocked on the wall.

How could Su Miaohua really fall asleep? She was just worried that the wind and sand would roughen her skin. She heard the camp order and wanted to wait until the camp tent was laid before coming out. When she heard the vibration of the car wall, she pulled up a crack in the curtains, exposed one eye and said, "Is there anything wrong?"

Cheng Mo ren smiled and said, "Come out."

As long as women love beauty, there is nothing to say, but this matter is about Su Miaohua, so why does he always want to laugh?

Su Miaohua pulled a little open, the carriage stopped, and the sergeant was erecting the camp tent, blocking a lot of wind and sand, but the wind was not strong. She lifted the curtain of the car, jumped out of the car, looked at Cheng Mo, and said, "What's wrong?"

Cheng Mo pointed to the red sun in the sky and said, "Have you seen it?"

There are really not many opportunities to look directly at the sun like this.

Su Miaohua understood that he wanted to come out because he wanted to see the scenery of the Gobi Desert, but she looked up and said, "No."

I haven't seen it, and I don't want to see it.

The camp tent was erected, and the sun was still hanging in the horizon. Before it was about to set, Heizi was already arranging patrol guards. Mai Mang, the commander of this team, arranged the patrol soldiers and came to report to Cheng Mo for all arrangements.

Mai Mang is a general who was born in a business family. When he was a teenager, he went to Wusun to do business with his father. He was somewhat familiar with the terrain of this area, so he was sent by Qiao Jie to escort Cheng Mo to Wusun. Qiao Jie knew too well the weight of Cheng Mo in Liu Xun's mind. He must not have any surprises, but he refused to ask for more soldiers to escort, so he had to minimize the chances of accidents as much as possible.

Mai Mang was rigorous in his work and meticulous in his work, and soon gained Cheng Mo's favor.

"Thank you for your hard work, General Mai."

"How dare you be the prime minister?" Mai Mang said quickly. When he received the task to escort Cheng Mo, he was really shocked. This big man had been in the army. If he hadn't sent him to escort him, he wouldn't have known it. This responsibility was heavy, so he was very careful.

Cheng Mo looked slightly and Mai Mang didn't say much, so he bowed and left.

The sun finally sank into the desert, and the earth was dark, and only the whistling wind echoed outside the tent. The wheat chose to erect a tent at the leeward, but the leeward was only relatively speaking, in the desert, wind and sand were everywhere.

Su Miaohua was used to the sound of the wind and sat with Cheng Mo calmly for dinner. Many soldiers in the camp had already finished their meals and went to bed, and the entire camp was hidden in the dark.

In the darkness, the wind and sand are rising, and the horses are galloping, from far to near, like thousands of troops, galloping.

The sound of whining horns rang out.

Before Mai Mang fell asleep, he heard the warning from the patrol sergeant and issued an order to welcome the enemy as soon as possible.

The sergeant immediately turned over, picked up his weapons, ran to the back tent, quickly found his horse, untied the reins, rolled over the horse, and assembled the formation at the fastest speed.

Cheng Mo also heard the warning sound. He put down his bowls and chopsticks and walked out. Su Miaohua followed closely behind. The two stood at the door of the tent and looked at the dark periphery.

The outer layer had already started fighting, and shouts and weapons were constantly ramming.

Mai Mang hurried over and said, "Prime Minister, there are about three or four hundred invaders. Judging from the clothes, they should be bandits. I have sent a thousand people to meet the enemy."

Business travel frequently in the desert, and some desperate migrations gathered together to become bandits and robbed these business travelers, making a lot of profits. However, business travelers not only gathered together to keep warm, but also escorted the maintenance hospital. However, the protection hospital was mostly difficult to resist these desperate migrations. If you are not lucky and are targeted by the bandits, death and injury will inevitably be avoided.

But the bandits are not without eyes, so how could they have a burden to rob the army, or an army that is dozens of times more popular? Cheng Mo predicted that these people's origins were not simple and said, "Send another thousand people to the table, except for a few bandit leaders, the rest were killed without leaving a single living mouth."

If two thousand people fight against three or four hundred people, and the opponent will have a leaked net, the army will not have to go to Wusun anymore. They will go back to the army, enter Yumen Pass, and return to the capital.

"No." Qiao Jie agreed and hurriedly sent the order.

In his opinion, nothing is more important than Cheng Mo, so he sent a thousand-man army to kill the enemy, and the remaining two thousand-man teams set up two lines of defense to protect Cheng Mo. Unexpectedly, Cheng Mo was so determined that he wanted to wipe out these bandits.

The battle ended in half an hour, and three people were captured, one was seriously injured and dizzy, and two others were awake.

The soldiers took the two to Cheng Mo's tent, slapped heavily on the ground, and bowed and left.

One of these two men looked gentle, the other was big and thick, with loose hair covering half of their cheeks. Their eyes were scattered and they suddenly burst into tears.

Su Miaohua was angry and pulled out the sword from her waist, and slammed the man hard on the forehead with a sword and a scabbard. The blood flowed down, but the man laughed constantly and said to the other person: "I didn't expect there were such a beautiful girl in the army."

He was talking about Wu Yu, and Cheng Mo could understand every word. The appearance of these two people was also the face of oriental people. Wusun, Xiongnu and Wu Chao could tell at a glance that they could not be fake.

Su Miaohua didn't expect that they would say Wu Yu. She was stunned and slapped the sword with a sheath again.
Chapter completed!