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The Han people in Hexi hoped that they were bound to the lonely city of Yumen, while the guards of Yumen Pass hoped that they were bound to the reinforcements of Lanzhou. The reinforcements of Lanzhou were struggling in the desert with difficulty.

With the scorching sun on his head, he lowered his head and was dazzling quicksand. Chen De felt fainting. When his body was soft and about to fall to the ground, Yu Furengui helped him and asked with concern: "Sir, you might as well drink some water first." After that, he took a bag of water from his saddle and handed it to Chen De.

Chen De licked his chapped lips, firmly pushed the water bag away, and said in a hoarse voice: "The entire army has its own share of water, except for the injury, this is the rule." He looked back at the soldiers who were peeled off by the scorching sun, plucked up his strength, and shouted: "There are still fifty miles to Juyanhai. The brothers of the Cavalry Camp have already prepared milk wine and tea. Everyone insisted on it and were not allowed to fall behind."

If it were on weekdays, this encouraging word would have won the sergeant response from the sergeant, but now there is only a weak response, "Commander said it well!", "Everyone should work harder!", "The desert marching is nothing scary." Sparsely praised it as if it was against one's will, but it highlighted the mentality of most sergeants who could speak less and save less physical strength. However, Chen De was very pleased that although everyone was listless and exhausted by the long journey and the scorching sun, everyone was trying to move forward.

The raid in Lanzhou was quite smooth, and it was covered and alert by the cavalry battalion team. All the soldiers had the experience of long-distance marching. They set off every day when they were dawn. They took a break every 20 miles during the day and walked until the sun set to camp and rest. The soldiers in the tent practiced martial arts under the supervision of the centurion and then went to bed. The centurion and the tenth clerk reported to the Ya military camp every day the cost of marching supplies.

After entering the Badain Jilin Desert, there was a problem with the planning of the marching route and carrying food and water. In the past, the water volume of several water intake points commonly used by the Lanzhou caravan was too small, which could only meet the needs of nearly half of the people in the Wanlanzhou. Large-scale army marched in the desert was a disaster. All the water sources along the way were taken until they were dried up. The oasis, sand and sedge that the army passed by were all picked. The livestock carried by the army almost nibbled the grass and bushes into a bare white land.

The severe desertification in the northwest in later generations is related to the several major wars recorded in history. The catastrophic damage to the oasis ecology by war is almost irreversible, especially the oasis agriculture in the Western Regions. The original natural ecology has been replaced by artificial agricultural ecology. Once the key element of human society in this ecosystem is destroyed, the agricultural ecological balance maintained by humans excavating channels and planting grain and fruit trees will be broken, and the oasis will become deserted and become deserts.

Chen De forced himself to think about these distant things and try to endure the feeling of thirst. The patience of modern people is not as good as that of an ordinary person in this era who struggles on the brink of life and death every day.

Suddenly, a soldier shouted, "Shui, I saw water!" This was not the first time that the soldiers had walked this road, and they were too lazy to raise their heads. Someone even laughed and said, "Your son is so hot, you are still fifty miles away from Juyanhai, and there is only quicksand everywhere here, where..." Suddenly, the man's throat seemed to be half covered, and he stared blankly at the sky ahead.

Chen De noticed that the army's speed suddenly slowed down, his face darkened. When he looked up, he saw a blue lake inlaid in the yellow desert like green gems. The lake water was rippling, and the lakeside was covered with bushes. The breeze blew the reeds and splendens, alarming birds, as if they were fairyland.

"This is a mirage." Yu Furen's orbit, "I also heard from the old people in the clan, but I didn't expect to see you today."

But ordinary soldiers did not have the same knowledge as him. Some people thought they had encountered the legendary fairy mountain and were excitedly lying on the ground. Some people thought they had entered the demon realm, their faces were pale, and they kept muttering to pray for the gods they believed in, and some people could hardly help but run over to get water. If the military discipline in Lanzhou was not as strict as it was to the point of being harsh, the marching queue would be almost in chaos at this time.

Chen De knew the truth that he was defeated by himself. The principle of this mirage was difficult to explain to the soldiers for a while. He only smiled and admired the rare beauty. He even forgot his thirst. The more he looked at it, the more he felt that the lake and sand dunes seemed to have seen it somewhere.

The breeze gently blows, and the scenery of the mirage in the distance seems to be rippled by the wind, waving, and slightly waving, like a huge sky hanging in front of it, changing different scenery.

Suddenly, many figures appeared in the mirage, all dressed up in the Han people, holding the elderly and young, dragging their families with their families, some holding mules and horses, some pushing the common chicken bus in the Central Plains, men with their wives, wives with their children, and they were fleeing crowds. These people were bustling in front of a magnificent city gate, and some could vaguely see some old men still begging for something to the officers and soldiers guarding the city, but did not respond. The people outside the city kept looking in the direction of the escape, as if they were really afraid of something. Suddenly, the originally ruled crowd started to stir up and pushed the mulberry area to the city gate. Many young men cursed, and some even took out their bows and arrows and acted to shoot up the city.

Just as the situation was inextricable, a row of crossbow arrows suddenly shot down from the city gate, shooting the people near the city gate to death, and suddenly scattered the crowd. Although there was no sound, judging from the people's panic, they retreated, ran back, and stepped on each other, there must be sounds of crying and crying at the city gate at this moment. The people fled near the city gate, but were reluctant to leave the city gate, and they were all wandering helplessly outside the range of the crossbow at the city gate.

Seeing that the people were so miserable, Chen De thought that these people were dressed in Han, and they must have encountered some chaos, but they were not allowed to enter the city they wanted to surrender. He turned around and looked at Yu Fu Rengui inquiring, and saw that he was also focused on looking at the mirage in the distance.

Suddenly, the scenery in the mirage changed again. A Uighur cavalry came from a distance. When they saw the large group of Han people gathered outside the city gate, they accelerated their horse speed and opened a large cavalry net, as if driving cavalry sheep from the grassland, driving the people outside the city more and more concentrated. Occasionally, Han people took out bows and arrows to resist, either by the galloping cavalry and roamed with arrows, or shot by several arrows. Even if the Han people who did not resist ran a little slower, they were knocked to the ground by the horses with huge momentum and buried in yellow sand. In the end, all the fleeing people were gathered together, forced by the Uighur cavalry, and turned around step by step.

The soldiers were immersed in this scene. A strong wind blew, and the mirage suddenly dissipated. Many people were angrily ready to beat their hands and cursed. Chen De suddenly remembered in his heart and turned to look at Yu Furengui. Seeing his inquiring gaze, Yu Furengui confirmed in a deep voice: "That city is Dunhuang." He led his army to escort the caravans between Dunhuang and Lanzhou many times. Although the flag on the city was not clearly seen, he could clearly recognize the shape of the city. Although Yu Furengui was of the blood of the Tuhun people, he had been in the Central Plains for many years and had been married to the Han people for generations. He had long felt that he and the Han people were not distinguished from each other. Seeing these people in Hexi being bullied by the Uighurs, he was extremely frustrated.

From Yu Furengui confirmed his guess, Chen De's face turned pale, looking at the western sky, he said in a deep voice: "It is lawless to not perish the Cao family." Most of the soldiers below have been to Dunhuang. Seeing this tragic scene, they did not need the urging of the officers, and they set off in a team without urging them. They ignored all their hunger and fatigue, and just wanted to arrive in front of the Uighur formation as soon as possible, fight and extinguished their anger.

Just now, on the Dunhuang city tower in the mirage scene, watching the Han people be escorted away by the Uighur army, the two generals were having a fierce dispute.

"Master Suo, these people regard my Guiyi Army as their parents, and they will not hesitate to break the family and come to join us. Why don't they open the city gate to accept it?" The town general Luo Youtong shouted with his hand on the horizontal knife.

Suo Yuanxun, the commander of Dunhuang City Pass, was scolded by him in person, blushed, as if he felt that his soldiers also cast contemptuous eyes at him. He was angry and shouted: "The city pass is important, and it is the will of the Jiedushi. If you are dissatisfied, you will ask the Jiedushi to tell me, why are you embarrassed with me?" But there was a bit of confidence in his words. The reason why the Guiyi Army was able to stay in Hexi for a hundred years was entirely due to the support of the Han people in Hexi. At present, the Guiyi Army formed an alliance with the Uighurs, abandoned Ganzhou, and fled Suzhou, and few of the people in the army could pass the conscience level.

Luo Youtong didn't expect that he would carry out the Jiedushi's suppression and was furious. Although he was straightforward, he was not stupid and did not dare to oppose Cao Yanlu openly. He had to leave in a bad mood and curse while walking: "The slimming thing without conscience, the official who exchanged his own sister for is a dog!" The voice was so loud that almost all the soldiers in the entire city could hear it clearly.

Suo Yuanxun didn't expect that he would curse like a rogue. His face turned red and white. He only held the horizontal knife around his waist, but heard someone in his ears saying, "Brother Suo doesn't have to be as knowledgeable as such a man." He turned around and looked at it. Cao Yuankang, the uncle of the governor. Although he had no official position, he was Cao Yanlu's assistant minister who took over the Guiyi Army. The Cao family and the Uighurs united, and there were many dissatisfactions in the Guiyi Army. Therefore, Cao Yanlu sent a confidant in the Cao clan in important places to monitor him, and if he was a military supervisor.

Cao Yuankang looked at Luo Youtong's cursing and left with contempt, snorted, and said, "The Zhang family has not yet been destroyed, so let the people who are rebellious behind their heads be arrogant for two days." Seeing that Suo Yuanxun's face was also unhesitant, he seemed to be ashamed of not accepting the people of the Han Dynasty, and comforted him with a smile: "The Yuanxun does not need to blame himself. Dunhuang and Ganzhou have had an agreement that the Uighurs in Guashazhou are subjects of Guiyi Army, and the Han people in Suzhou are ruled by Uighurs, and they do not interfere with each other. This agreement has been decades. In the past, the Han people broke the law and fled to our Guiyi Army. They did not want to hand over the sky lantern. Today's affairs are just like in the past, and have always been like this. Why should Yuanxun be influenced by those unruly people? They did not ruin their own feelings." After that, he patted his shoulder.

When Suo Yuanxun heard his guidance, he let down a little bit of his heart, but his mind was still a little confused. Can these blood-connected compatriots be left out of the matter with just one agreement?

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