Liao Shan tried hard to mobilize and command, but the army retreated too quickly, and the decline was irreversible. In the end, Liao Shan had to adapt to the situation and directly led his army to withdraw north.
The Anton people did not return to the Hulushan camp because the troops at the south gate of Blackwater City used force and cut off their retreat to the east.
As soon as they withdrew, the Blackwater City Army immediately cheered and their morale was like a rainbow!
He Chunhua kept up his efforts and mobilized his troops to chase the poor bandits.
No one expected that this battle could be won so easily with less and more. In this case, General He must of course consolidate the results quickly.
For the long-term peace and stability of Yuanxi, we must beat the Andong people into submission this time!
That night, the Anton people were fleeing in front, and the Blackwater City Army was chasing after them. They followed the Hongya Road and entered the Panlong Desert one after another.
One escape and one pursuit lasted three hours.
Chasing and fighting all the way, the Blackwater City army killed more than 300 people.
The Anton people couldn't stand it any longer, so they split up and fled in groups whenever the road forked.
He Chunhua didn't know which team Liao Shan was hiding in, so he had to divide his troops one after another to chase him, while he led the troops to continue heading north.
The forces such as Tiangong and Baling Kingdom originally wanted to leave the team, but now the Blackwater City army is also rushing north, which is basically the same direction as their original plan.
It seemed as if these more than a thousand people were escorting them into the desert.
Zhang Lianhai and others were unhappy.
Although the Blackwater City Army won the battle and it was the Anton people who fled, they had already realized that they were still being used as guns blazing by He Chunhua!
The ace team that can decide the world with one blow, and the sharp knife troops that go around behind enemy lines are all big deceptions!
He Chunhua tricked them into using the swords, guns, arrows and halberds of the Andong people, and used them as bait to lure away the defenders, allowing the real attacking troops to succeed in one attack.
But this battle was won after all, and I can only swallow this dumb loss by myself.
Therefore, several powerful forces did not have a good look towards the He family and his son.
He Chunhua's attitude was still very enthusiastic, as if he couldn't see their resentment.
Only He Lingchuan knew that his father didn't care about the feelings of these people at all, because after entering the Panlong Ruins, everyone became competitors!
It's almost dawn.
But the sky was covered with clouds and there were no stars to guide the way, and even Sinan failed in the desert.
There are vast yellow sands everywhere, and the sand dunes often move. When we reach this point, the two teams chasing each other only dare to move along the Hongya Road to avoid getting lost in the Panlong Desert.
Not to mention that the Antonians were exhausted, the Blackwater City Army who were pursuing them also began to relax, and the ranks were sparse.
There were only a few hundred people left on both sides.
He Lingchuan noticed that He Chunhua and Zhao Qinghe often whispered to each other, both with solemn expressions.
He drove his horse over and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Chuan'er came just in time." He Chunhua pointed at the rocky forest two miles away, "Have you seen this rocky place before?"
There are hundreds of solid rocks in different shapes, the big ones are more than twenty feet high, and the small ones are only four or five feet high. They stand in the yellow sand and form a small stone forest.
If we move the time forward one hundred, sixty or seventy years, this place should be a place with beautiful mountains and rivers. But now, only yellow sand and huge rocks are left.
He Chunhua walked back and forth nearly a hundred times on Hongya Road, and he had an impression of every detail. But he did not remember that he had ever seen this scenery.
He Lingchuan looked at it carefully for a long time and hissed: "No."
"think carefully."
No matter how carefully I think about it, there is no such thing.
Zhao Qinghe and several other soldiers also said they had never seen it.
He Chunhua said solemnly: "An unprecedented sight appeared on the roadside of Hongya. Can anyone tell me what is going on?"
Everyone looked at each other, and no one could explain why.
"The army is already talking about it, saying that this road seems to have never been walked before." Zhao Qinghe asked, "Sir, do you want to continue pursuing it?"
He Chunhua also hesitated.
Since the Kuangsha Season disappeared inexplicably, the Panlong Desert has become even more bizarre and unpredictable. Now even the Red Cliff Road where the army walks has quietly changed.
You must know that the army has vitality at their side. No matter how enchanting the formation, ghosts and walls are, they can't cover their eyes. The army is mostly locals, so the most unavoidable mistake is to take the wrong path.
However, now they are inexplicably lost.
Killing the enemy is important, but for the sake of safety, should we go back home? Besides, the army was tired of pursuing them. They entered the desert without preparing more water in advance.
He Chunhua thought of this and said decisively: "Go back."
"yes."
Zhao Qinghe immediately went to deliver the order.
The soul-capturing mirror in He Lingchuan's arms asked him: "Do you know what happened to the changes in this Hongya Road?"
It recognized its owner halfway, and was not familiar with Blackwater City or Hongya Road. But even the locals were lost, so this road must be haunted.
There was someone next to him, so He Lingchuan couldn't answer, so he just gave a vague hum.
Of course he knows!
The Hongya Road that the people of Heishui City, including He Chunhua, were accustomed to was actually the official road used by the Dafeng Army and merchants to pass through the Panlong Desert more than a hundred years ago. At that time, there were many divided roads and forked roads; when Panlong City fell,
After the wild sand season, there were only a few official roads left that were not eroded by wind and sand, and later generations called them Hongya Road.
These are the things the people of Blackwater City are used to.
But after the wild sand season disappears, many forked roads buried under the sand will "occasionally" be revealed.
Occasionally.
Others didn't know how to go, but He Lingchuan did.
When he was patrolling Panlong World, he had gone back and forth on these forked roads countless times, and he had also caught horses and caught hares in the stone forest that He Chunhua just pointed out.
Cangzhou in the past is now Shashan. No one at the scene was more emotional than He Lingchuan.
He has shed sweat and blood for this land, but in the blink of an eye, hundreds of years have passed.
All gone.
Putting aside these thoughts, He Lingchuan knew very well that both the Anton people fleeing in front and the Blackwater City Army chasing behind were actually moving towards the Panlong Ruins!
And it's a shortcut.
This mysterious pulling power comes from the large square pot.
Of course, he kept silent.
At this moment, a sandstorm suddenly blew up in the desert.
The strong wind carried the yellow sand and chipped it into people's faces. The sky and the earth were dim, and the living people could not see their fingers.
The two teams before and after were shocked, thinking that the wild sand season was coming again. However, there were no three corpse insects, no ghosts, and no heroic souls of the Gale Army in this wind and sand.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! It’s just a simple sandstorm.
But in the desert, even a simple sandstorm can kill people. He Chunhua could only command the army and quickly rush into the stone forest two miles away to take shelter.
There are rugged rocks, some as wide and thick as screens, which can block the strong wind and sand.
The wind was so fierce that although it was not as strong as the strong winds that can cut flesh and bones in the world, it could easily knock the thin man to the ground and bury him under the yellow sand.
Most of the Blackwater City soldiers were locals and were no strangers to the desert and the Red Cliff Road. They finally hid under the mountain wall, quickly took out their bibs and wrapped their heads, covered their faces, and even the people and their mounts lay down on the boulder.
rear.
Facing the power of God, human beings have nothing to do but pray for the sandstorm to pass quickly.
…
After raging for two hours, the sandstorm finally came to an end.
Everyone climbed up from the sand, all with gray heads and faces, and even their eyelashes had sand caught in them.
He Chunhua shook off the yellow sand on his cloak, looked around, and was stunned:
"Where's Hongya Road?"
They had been walking on Hongya Road, but after the sandstorm passed, they were surrounded by a vast sea of sand, and Hongya Road disappeared!
Covered by yellow sand?
He Chunhua immediately sent out sentries to investigate in several directions.
Generals kept coming to inquire about the next step.
Everyone wants to know how to get to the back. The soldiers have been chasing the enemy all night. Now they are tired and thirsty and need to rest.
The falcon in the army flew up into the sky and hovered for a while before flying down and saying: "There is only desert within a radius of thirty miles, and there is no road."
He Chunhua asked it: "Can you fly back to Blackwater City?"
The Falcon's answer was no, its sense of direction seemed to have failed.
Soon, the ground sentry returned to report that there was no sign of Hongya Road anywhere.
The road seems to have disappeared from the face of the earth.
The Andong people also have no idea where they are going, and must be as lost as them.
As alert and calm as He Chunhua was, he was also a little confused at this moment.
The defense battle of Blackwater City has been fought so far. It has been a complete victory and we can return victoriously. But where is the way home?
He Chunhua immediately came to invite Zhang Lianhai, wanting to see if Tiangong had any means to get out of the current predicament.
"Direction?" Zhang Lianhai squinted slightly, "My lantern spirit never gets lost. But we still have somewhere to go, and we don't have time to go back with you!"
Just as He Chunhua was about to persuade him, Qiu Hu suddenly said: "You haven't tried it, how do you know it still works?"
The attendant behind Zhang Lianhai retorted: "It's a joke, our eternal lantern in the Heavenly Palace has infinite uses, but you guys are ignorant!"
Ling Jinbao, the elder of Jianyang Clan beside him, coughed: "How about we open our eyes?"
Zhang Lianhai had no choice but to take out the platinum candle from his arms, light it, and whisper to the floating lantern: "Point to the direction of Blackwater City."
The lantern flew up into the air, drifting left and right, and did not answer for a long time.
Everyone watched eagerly, waiting for it to determine its direction.
Finally, the lantern flew back and shrank into a small ball on the candle, which reflected Zhang Lianhai's unsightly expression.
Qiu Hu crossed his arms and asked, "Can you find it?"
Zhang Lianhai's attendant was in disbelief: "No, it can't be?"
How could the Changming Lantern Spirit, who had been worshiped and nurtured in the Heavenly Palace for a long time, be unable to recognize the direction just because of a little weirdness? How could the Panlong Desert be so mysterious?
The surface of Zhanglian Sea is as sinking as water.
Fortunately, the sentry not far away suddenly shouted and relieved him:
"There's movement ahead!"
Everyone climbed out from behind the stone wall and took a look. In the distance ahead, a bright red light shot straight into the sky.
It was already daybreak, but the light was more dazzling than the usual glow.
Soon, a strange phenomenon appeared in the sky, and the mirage-like inverted city appeared again.
Zhang Lianhai and others immediately said: "Let's go there."
Needless to say, everyone knows that the Panlong ruins are there.
The forces set off several whistles, preparing to leave the Blackwater City Army and head towards the red light.
He Chunhua thought to himself and asked He Lingchuan: "Chuan'er, what do you think, should we follow the red light or find another way home?"