The bright moon sets west, the stars are dim, and nothing happens overnight.

A subtle dawn appeared in the distant sky in the east, and then a gorgeous red glow gradually emerged.

Next, this gentle red light slowly soaked the sky, gradually dyeing the dark night with bright golden red.

A blazing red light ball slowly floated out of the horizon, then broke through the shackles of clouds, stretched out its body, and emitted light and heat to this deserted vast land.

Facing the rising sun, the migration team of Fengxuan City silently packed their luggage, put out the bonfire, and then set off again.

Inside the artifact above Feili, he rode on a low-flying magic broom and followed the team silently.

First, in order to save energy and avoid heat stroke, the old and weak black dragon Holmes firmly refused to continue flying and was willing to move slowly on the ground~

Anyway, it must keep pace with the migration team. Even if it flys, it can only go around in the sky over and over again. By the way, it is dizzy because of the sun. Feili is embarrassed to force it to carry itself, so she put a magical artifact on her face and turned to a broom.

The scenery along the Gobi Desert is not crowded for dozens of miles, making it look particularly desolate.

A lonely mountain and desolate sand, occasionally between the cracks of the rocks, you can see several clusters of weeds swaying in the wind. Between the rugged rocks in the distance, the broken walls of ancient castles and palaces are hidden in the sand and dust that whistles in the wind, appearing faintly...

At the end of the road, there is a desperate dry desert. In addition to the hot sand and hot sand, there is no trace of vitality.

In order to make this journey less difficult, Feili managed to get a set of desert ethnic robes in the city. In addition to inner ku, she also used a white gauze mask to cover her mouth and nose and provide double protection. But the desert hot wind, which was as viscous and heavy as paint, made him breathlessly still feel like he was in a stove, feeling a burst of burning heat.

As the sun gradually rises, the hot wind becomes stronger and stronger, carrying more rough sand and rubbing against everyone's skin. The air is so dry that everyone's mouth is wrinkled so hard that it cannot be closed. In order to prevent the skin on the face, the headscarf must be wrapped tightly around the nose and forehead, leaving only a small slit to see the way. Because the slapping of these sand particles will quickly deteriorate into a serious abscess.

Under the harsh sun and annoying wind and sand, everyone staggered deep and shallowly, and the strange rocky Gobi wasteland gradually disappeared behind them, and the endless golden desert slowly appeared beside them.

The blazing sun hung high above the head, spreading layers of halos, bringing endless heat to the travelers, as if to evaporate the last trace of water remaining in their bodies. The heat made everyone sleep drowsy, and even the officers and leaders had to use whips to urge the team to keep up in time. If you fall behind in this vast desert and have no guide, the footprints of the large group of people will be wiped out by the wind. Those who fall behind will not only encounter the torture of miracle and hunger, but also have to withstand the test of endless loneliness. It will quickly erode your only will and physical strength, make you become a dry bone in the desert, and then become sand in the hot wind.

"…………………………Marson, how far is this place from your ship?"

As Feili flew past her on a broom, a middle-aged citizen couldn't help but ask, deep fatigue crawling over his cheeks.

"………… It should be almost done." Feili Taylor held the broom pole with his left hand and raised his right hand to cover his forehead and looked ahead, "………… Walk for one more day at most, and wait until tomorrow morning, well, you can reach your destination at the latest afternoon and have a good rest." In fact, when Feili brought more than a thousand infantry to visit Xuancheng, she walked for three days on the road. But although the citizens of Poxuan city helped the elderly and young, they dragged many possessions,

But relatively speaking, it is more suitable for the desert environment and familiar with the surrounding terrain. There are also some animals that carry the heaviest, without having to carry all the things on their shoulders and backs, so the speed is much faster than when Feili led his army into Yanxuan City.

But despite this, the long journey in the midsummer desert is very difficult after all.

"...I have to continue walking for a day! This is really..." The middle-aged citizen sighed and shook his head and then looked at the distance horizon, but then he burst out of sleepy and seriousness, "...uh? What is the mimi-fuzzy thing in front?"

Upon hearing this, Feili quickly pulled out the telescope from her waist and observed the ark as directed by this person. She found that although the sun was still slanted in the air, bringing endless light and heat to the desert, in the depths of the distant sky, it became chaotic at some time, as if filled with some indescribable terrible danger... A moment later, a hazy "wall" appeared on the horizon and was moving towards her!

Feiri couldn't help but feel a little nervous. Then, as if responding to his feelings, a messy scream came from the front of the team.

"...Oh my God! It's a sandstorm!"

"…Stop moving forward! Stop moving forward! The sandstorm is coming! The sandstorm is coming!"

"... Remove the horse from the frame! Bundle the box and pockets with ropes! Anyone who doesn't want to die will tie me up!"

"...Don't panic, everyone gather together in the queue and form a few circles! We will definitely fight the challenge!"

In the wind and sand that was rushing towards him, officers at all levels and elders among the citizens shouted loudly, as if they wanted to vent their tension through roars. With this rapid command, more than 2,000 military and civilians took steps in panic and led the animals to avoid behind several high-level sand dunes. Some people tied their luggage quickly, but some seemed very panic."

The things inside the bag box were removed all over the floor.

Although there is no practical experience in facing sandstorm attacks, according to the description in the Desert Traveler's Travels, Feili ordered everyone to be divided into dozens of people and gathered together, with their heads facing the dust storm, reducing interference with breathing, and leaving the dune for a distance, do not stick to it, so as not to be moved and collapsed by the strong wind, thus swallowing all of them.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the sky in the distance became darker. The violent wind and sand roared violently, rushing like a torrent. The people hiding behind the sand dunes had already been lying on the ground, leaning against the war horses that were also kneeling on the ground. While holding their ropes that tied the goods, they were staring at the sandstorm ahead with a nervous expression, and even holding their breath in fear.

Next, the originally bright and brilliant desert sky completely dimmed. The howling wind mixed with sand and gravel made the whole field of vision dimly. The hot air filled with sand and dust could suffocate people. Every time I took a breath, it seemed like I would consume all my strength.

However, with the help of the filtering effect of the cotton cloth wrapped around the face, Feili felt that her breathing was normal. Well, this experience seems worth promoting... In the future, when marching in the desert, you can prepare more inner ku for the entire army to cover your face. Even if you encounter poisonous gas, putting a large inner ku on your face and pouring some alcohol or water on it should have a certain preventive effect...

So, in his mind, tens of thousands of elite troops armed to his teeth suddenly appeared, carrying the two bear flags embroidered by golden silk, and then a grand scene of everyone standing in front of them wearing a red cloth cloak and fur slits lined up to fight...

……………Hey, how bad is your mental state? Do you still want to turn the Giant Bear Legion into a Perverted Legion? This is simply so perverted that it has broken through the sky!

In short, Feili was just thinking about it all over the place, listening to the sound of sand and dust slapping in her ears, she shook off the mud and sand covered her body from time to time. She endured it for countless hours, and finally waited for the sandstorm to gradually calm down...

one,

After the scattering line retreated like a wave of violent wind and sand, only a mess was left in the desert.

When the blazing sun shines on everything again, Feili finally trembled out a large pile of sand, stood up tremblingly, and the mud and sand piled up on her back fell off with a "scroll", splashing a pile of flying dust.

The others also struggled to get out of the sand pile, and the falling mud filled this small space, almost completely blocking the view.

Looking at the heat-filled fireball in the sky, many people stood there for a long time, unable to believe that they had survived.

“…two thousand one hundred and forty, two thousand one hundred and forty one…two thousand one hundred and forty four…

Uh? It's gone? It's so hell!"

In the direction of this sandstorm, hundreds of new sand piles that suddenly emerged "stand quietly on the desert that was beyond recognition, no matter how others shouted," without any reaction, and the people or animals buried alive in the sand pile were unfortunately suffocated and died...

As a result, after a rough count of the losses of personnel and materials, Feili found that the team further shrank from 2,400 to less than 2,200, and one-third of the animals died. Many heavy materials were blown away by the storm, especially the most critical water bag, with only a few dozen left... If this continues, even if there is less than a day left in front of you, it is difficult to guarantee that no one will be thirsty to death!

After all, this migrant team of urban residents in the city was not a professional army or expedition team composed of strong young men, but was mainly composed of elderly, weak and young, with many injuries. Therefore, these people have relatively weak constitutions, and are not resistant to heat and thirst... In fact, just by being able to continue to travel here despite being scarred and lack of medical treatment, they can already be called tenacious will.

Just as Feili was hesitating whether to temporarily leave the brigade, he rode a broom and returned to the Xiangrui, and once again persuaded the left-behind troops on the warship to dispatch the entire army to come to pick up these war refugees and down-and-out colleagues, a more cruel change happened again!

"...Enemy attack!Enemy attack!Tukan cavalry is coming again!"

A soldier who had climbed up to look up at the top of the dune and looked out for the remaining survivors suddenly ran down the dune with his hands and feet dancing. His face was as pale as a vampire, and he shouted to everyone in horror, "... Come and prepare for the fight!!!"

Next, the ground began to tremble rhythmically, which was the sound of hundreds of horses stomping on the ground together.

Some of the guys with sharp eyesight soon saw the rolling smoke and dust rising at the end of the distant horizon, as well as the Canglang Army Flag that was flying proudly in this smoke and dust!

The brigade of Tukan nomadic cavalry, waving a shiny sabre, had appeared in everyone's sight.

In an instant, the crowd scattered everywhere burst out and fell into a panic chaos.

"…Woo-Jiu-Woo-Woo-Nnn" “……………The warriors on the prairie come with me to kill all these damn bitches!"

Prince Heda Huli's scimitar flew into the scorching sun and drew a trace of light, and at the same time drove the war horses to rush forward. With his leading charge and the horn behind him, hundreds of Tukan cavalry rushed down like huge waves, rushing down towards the scattered crowd!

For a moment, the entire ground seemed to be beating a drum, and the rhythmic shock was shaking. It has to be said that although Prince Heda Huli often acted too recklessly and irritable, he might have done a very successful tactical choice this time under the pressure. He cleverly selected the most suitable time for sneak attack. The more than 2,000 soldiers and civilians who came out of *xuan City were dizzy by the sandstorm and scattered in a considerable range. In a short period of time, he could not form a formation to protect himself. The more than 400 soldiers of the Naserel Army who were protected by the passage were also scattered everywhere, and they did not have time to rely on vehicles and terrain to build a fortification position that could fight against cavalry assaults, but could only fight on their own for the moment.

As for the situation in Fanxuan City, the large number of weapons that were unfortunately lost and discarded, and the physical strength declined and dizzy caused by the result, which seriously weakened their actual combat effectiveness.

Marshal Ferry Taylor stood on a tall sand dune and stopped to observe the situation on the entire battlefield.

At the end of the horizon ahead, a dark tide that indicates death rolled in. These brave and powerful grassland nomads rode F, making all kinds of strange roars, like a turbid torrent rushed into a chaotic crowd, as if they were about to destroy them in one fell swoop! A handful of dense sabers reflected a cold light under the sunlight!

“…Bang!Bang!Bang!Bang!Bang!Bang!”

The soldiers of the remnants of the Immigration Team in the Fanxuan City have played a 200% subjective initiative in this life and death. They have completed the loading at the fastest speed, and fired several rounds of guns at the incoming enemy. In the surging black tide, a splash of charming blood has splashed.

However, such a little pitiful blood was immediately overwhelmed by more smoke and iron hooves!

Immediately afterwards, the Tukan cavalry swept over like a violent hurricane, quickly submerging a chaotic immigration team. For a moment, the sabers flew, and blood splattered everywhere to kill people's heads, and the sound of mourning sounds shook the sky... Some people were chopped over in the yellow sand on the spot, with dazzling red blood flowing out, while the other people, as if they were chased by a rabbit, cried and gave up their resistance, and ran towards Feili's handsome flag.

Seeing that his own people were chased and killed by enemy cavalry like prey, Feili couldn't help swallowing with difficulty. His saliva and his face was extremely ugly.

Although it is estimated from the scene that the attacking enemies were only six or seven hundred, which is equivalent to one-third of the number of people on their side, the actual combat effectiveness cannot be calculated based on the number of people, first of all, using infantry to fight cavalry in the desert wilderness was an extreme loss: secondly, among the more than 2,000 people in Feili, there were less than 400 regular soldiers, and the rest were ordinary citizens, many of them were even unarmed! There were also many wounded!

What's even more terrible is that these people are now like pepper noodles, being removed everywhere and cannot be collected at all!

Therefore, Feili must temporarily curb the enemy's offensive no matter what, so that he can have a gap between breathing and rectification.

"...Dear Mr. Sherlock Holmes, I'm afraid I can only see you again this time!"

He sighed and turned around, bent down to the old black dragon waiting behind him, "...... Please, no matter what, don't let the Tukan cavalry rush up like this, otherwise the two thousand soldiers and civilians here will be reimbursed..." "...Anla! You don't have to care about such a small matter! Outside the magic net, I, Sherlock Holmes, may not be the opponent of you, the goddess voter, but in this dead magic zone that cannot use magic, you can't beat me one thousand!"

The old black dragon Holmes, who obviously showed confidence in the unprecedented victory the day before yesterday, raised his head and sniffed, while answering proudly, "...but you must remember your promise! The daily meal expenses will double, and the monthly zero-huā money will be added to 30%!"

Speaking of this, he waved his claws threateningly, as if warning Feili not to blame the debt.

Of course, Feili agreed, "... These trivial matters are naturally not a problem. You are a meritorious veteran of our Giant Bear Legion, so it is natural to increase the salary a little.

Well, when I return to the continent of Feren, I will ask me to find you a beautiful female black dragon to breed and lay eggs! We are the Imperial Air Force Marshal, and the dragon knights and dragon farms in the country are all under my control... What? You said your lower body has been traumatized? I can't do sex? It doesn't matter, I can find the best healer from the Magic Goddess Church to repair your lower body. As long as you can help me win the battle in front of you!"
Chapter completed!