The duration of the sandstorm can be long or short. If it is short, it may end in half a day. If it is long, it is not impossible to blow for ten days and half a month.

Li Dingguo knew that he would never be impatient at this time and he must be patient and fight against God slowly.

After he gave the order, the soldiers naturally followed the order.

Compared with the beginning, the execution ability of the Ming army has improved after fighting the locust plague, and it can truly be implemented.

"Your Highness King Jin, the sand is getting bigger and bigger. Please avoid it in your tent."

The personal soldiers said with great difficulty.

They barely set up a triangular tent for Li Dingguo, but it was only enough for Li Dingguo to use it alone.

This is also impossible, and the big tent can't be built.

They finally set up four corners and then swept the strong wind away.

However, the triangle tent that was built by two people was relatively easier to match.

Li Dingguo hesitated for a moment and nodded in agreement.

After all, sandstorms cannot end in a short time.

Although he was determined to be with the soldiers, he was also worried about what would go wrong.

If he was really swept away by the strong wind, the Ming army would lose a backbone, and the consequences would be unimaginable.

Even from this point of view, Li Dingguo could not do anything by his own nature.

Li Dingguo quickly got into the tent and finally breathed a sigh of relief when he put down the curtain.

The wind outside was blowing violently, and Li Dingguo also heard all kinds of strange sounds, just like a group of demons dancing.

He held back his emotions and began to plan his next plan.

No matter what, the Ming army will not be able to continue traveling west after the sandstorm is completely over.

Before this, all Ming Jun had to do was to count the losses.

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This loss is not only about items but also about soldiers.

Although Li Dingguo didn't want to think so, he had to admit that there would be countless soldiers sweeping away by sandstorms.

Alas, there is no way to do this, it is not subject to Li Dingguo's will.

These soldiers were able to follow Li Dingguo's western expedition without hesitation, so they had already put their life and death aside.

But Li Dingguo didn't expect that they did not die on the battlefield, but at the hands of God.

This thief is really a bit incomprehensible.

It is said that there is no friend when he goes west to Yangguan, but why did he feel this way before he even arrived at Jiayuguan?

Or has the environment in the west deteriorated to this point over the years?

I don’t know how long the time has passed, but the sandstorm seems to have weakened.

Li Dingguo got out of the tent without hesitation, wanting to see what the environment was.

I never thought that as soon as he left the tent, he was stunned by the scene in front of him.

"What's going on?"

Li Dingguo saw that many cars and horses used to siege the city were blown away, and everyone was stunned.

He had thought that sandstorms would blow away something, but he didn't expect that so much would blow away.

This is really a bit unexpected.

"Go and count the losses."

Opposing God and opposing the enemy are completely different.

You still have the possibility of winning the latter, but you cannot win the former, so you can only minimize your losses as much as possible.

The personal soldiers naturally left with their fists and fists.

Although they hated that their teeth were itchy, they also knew that many things were not transferred by their will.

All they can do is live as much as possible and bring back the news of the sacrificed soldiers to their families.

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Chapter completed!