The tornado soon came into close contact with the team. Jia Rong held Wei Fu's little hand tightly and tried to rush towards the right direction. There was a large sand dune there. Jia Rong was confident that as long as he avoided the sand dune,
Later, the tornado would just roar past them without causing any damage to the team, but would the lightning-fast tornado give Jia Rong and others room to think?
As soon as they touched it, a soldier was swept up into the sky by a tornado. He only had time to let out a trembling howl before he was sucked high into the sky by the high-speed rotating tornado. In the blink of an eye, he was torn to pieces, leaving only a trace of red.
The color of the sand is so shocking that a person who was alive just now has become like this in the blink of an eye, which is enough to make anyone who calls themselves a warrior retreat, especially when the fairies and monsters in their thoughts are also causing trouble at this time.
But Jia Rong seemed not to see the scene in front of him, and pulled Wei Fu towards the sand dunes without looking back. The distance of only dozens of miles gave Jia Rong a very distant feeling.
The word "difficult to walk" is too appropriate to describe these people today. The huge attraction generated by the tornado made every step extremely difficult. With the desire to live, everyone gritted their teeth and persisted.
His feet were a little out of control, and the placket of his chest was stuck tightly to his chest due to the fierce wind behind him. Every step required great effort. He wished that the soles of his feet could grow barbs or suck palms. This would also
To avoid being summoned by the God of Death, Jia Rong's every step was to step firmly into the sand.
One after another, soldiers were swept high into the sky by the tornado, leaving only screams. Some soldiers were frightened by this strange scene and went insane, screaming and running in the direction from which the team came.
This is no longer a desert, but a hell on earth. If you are not careful, the God of Death will take you away. Most of the scared soldiers are men from the Ma Teng tribe. Relatively speaking, the warriors of the Xiliang Army are more powerful than him.
I don’t know how much more I have experienced.
Suddenly, Jia Rong realized that he was getting further and further away from the ground. The face of Wei Fu next to him had already turned pale as a sheet of paper. She looked at the feet of the two of them in horror, and was speechless in surprise and fear.
The word ill-fated is a perfect word to describe this desert trip. From a team of one thousand people to three hundred people now, I wonder how many "lucky ones" will be left after this storm.
Jiang Yu Zhang, who was behind him, stepped forward quickly, grabbed Jia Rong's rising body, and pulled him down hard. The power of the tornado was beyond human power. Instead of pulling Jia Rong down, Jiang Yu and others followed the trend and "
Ascension to Heaven”.
The soldiers behind him tried their best to step forward and grabbed Jiang Yu's ankles, but were lifted up by the strong wind. Soldiers stepped forward one after another, trying to stop the tornado, but more and more soldiers rose into the sky.
Fortunately, Jia Rong is in a place where the wind is relatively light, otherwise it would be swallowed up in an instant. The power of nature is beyond human power.
A long rope made of human bodies was hung nearly three meters above the ground. It was shocking. The leaders were Jia Rong and Wei Fu. Jia Rong's clothes were blowing in the wind, and he had gained a lot of weight.
Jia Rong could feel the flesh on his face deforming due to the gravity of the wind.
Jia Rong has even seen the sand grains running at high speed. Due to the faster speed, only a black shadow can be seen in the golden sand. Death is so close.
The wind suddenly weakened and Jia Rong and others fell to the ground like dumplings.
Jia Rong stood up from the ground like a carp, pulled Wei Fu and rushed to the sand dune not far away, lying down behind the sand dune, breathing heavily, Wei Fu also opened her mouth slightly, her face turned red, this time
The experience was so exciting that she was speechless.
The other generals did not dare to neglect and stood up one after another to follow Jia Rong's footsteps. Without exception, they were all breathing heavily.
As a general in the Xiliang Army, Jiang Yu's face turned pale with fright, not to mention the others. He had seen too many powerful enemies, and none of them had seen this thing called a tornado.
It's scary, it's an enemy that breaks your heart and makes you unable to resist.
Hiding behind the sand dunes and clinging to the ground, the attraction of the tornado was minimized. Looking at the familiar faces around him, Jia Rong smiled as if he had survived the disaster. However, one soldier after another was still swept away by the tornado, leaving a cry
They screamed and tried hard to rush in the direction of Jia Rong, but they couldn't move forward. The sudden decrease in wind power only took a blink of an eye. If they hesitated for a moment, they would be tested by the tornado again.
Lying behind the sand dunes, listening to the soldiers' screams or screams when they were caught in the tornado, Jia Rong felt his heart aching. A soldier who has fought in hundreds of battles did not die in the enemy's sword and gun without honor.
They were wrapped in horse leather, but they were defeated by the disaster of nature. It was no one’s fault, and these soldiers died because of whom.
Jia Rong's eyes were red and he was about to rush out from behind the sand dune, but was held tightly by Jiang Yu Weifu beside him.
The tornado roared over the sand dunes and headed farther away. The whistling wind made Jia Rong's eardrums hurt, but he didn't dare to look up.
The tornado came and went quickly, taking only a few minutes.
When counting the team, Jia Rong's face was ugly. There were only 155 people left in the team that originally had 300 people after passing through the tornado. Among them, there were only 30 soldiers from Ma Teng's department. His face was so gloomy that he could squeeze in.
Come out of the water.
There are more than hundreds of local soldiers under his command. After more than a month, only thirty of them are left. It is annoying to think about it. The local soldiers are different from other soldiers. They rarely betray their commanders and are loyal.
Unswervingly carry out every order of the general, in the army, local soldiers are absolutely trustworthy.
Fortunately, although the tornado was violent this time, no one in Ma Teng's family died, and Jia Rong, the backbone of the army, was also safe. After spending so many days together, Ma Teng unknowingly put Jia Rong first.
, abandoning the previous concepts.
After counting the number of people, the team set off again. No one wanted to stay in this place where someone could be killed anytime and anywhere.
In the next three days, the weather in the desert was erratic, with constant wind and quicksand, and occasionally a tornado. Every soldier in the team was nervous and constantly paying attention to their feet and the distance.
Not only in the plains, but also in the desert, scouts are also needed. This is the experience summarized by Jia Rong. A number of soldiers act as desert scouts and are sent to the direction where the team is going to move.
Of course, these scouts cannot be too far away from the team, otherwise it will be a huge problem just to find the way they came. A leaf can't see Mount Tai, and a small sand dune may block everything in front. Otherwise, the team would not be caught before.
The tornado left us at a loss, resulting in heavy losses. The final analysis was due to the lack of information.
In order to adapt to the desert, Jia Rong asked the soldiers to convey the situation ahead by waving their clothes or body language.
With these scouts in the desert, the team can avoid disaster after disaster every time. Jia Rong is sure that if the previous tornado happened again, the team would not suffer such heavy losses.
"General, there's nothing going on ahead, you can keep moving forward." A soldier walked up to Jia Rong, knelt down on one knee and clasped his fists.
"You don't have to go to such trouble in private in the future. You are an old man in the military. Don't you even understand this?"
Jia Rong's seemingly harsh words turned into a fairy sound in the ears of the soldiers. Everyone didn't want to be recognized by the general, and they replied excitedly: "No."
After many escape journeys in the desert, the relationship between Jia Rong and the soldiers heated up. In front of Jia Rong, the soldiers lost their previous restraint and acted and spoke very freely. This did not result in the soldiers' disrespect for Jia Rong.
But respect Jia Rong even more.
"Well, keep going and rest for another hour." Jia Rong ordered.
The bright sun that comes every night is the time for soldiers to rush on their way, and the hottest time of the day is for rest. Even if it is rest, the thirst that puts the soul into is not so easy to endure.
After experiencing too many strong winds and waves in the desert, soldiers are no longer surprised by some of the natural phenomena in the desert. For example, the tornado that everyone mentioned before turned into color. Now it is a piece of cake to avoid it. As long as they find a low-lying place.
Where the tornado just roars past.
Tornadoes are always just disasters in the desert. They have no wisdom or thinking. Once they find the doorway, they can easily avoid them.
What troubles Jia Rong the most now is the problem of water sources. A tornado a few days ago not only took away the lives of more than a hundred soldiers, but also took away many water sources and food.
According to Zhang Wu, there are still nearly eight days to get out of the desert, and the water in the army is only enough to last four days. It is difficult to imagine how to get out of the desert in four days without water.
As usual, Jia Rong came to the soldiers again and chatted with them about common things. The soldiers liked to tell Jia Rong what they were thinking. Among ordinary soldiers, Jia Rong was a good person.
Listener, in such a boring desert march, the soldiers' daily pleasure is to chat for a while when Jia Rong orders a break. As long as Jia Rong is fine, he will participate on time. He needs to understand the soldiers' thoughts.
"General? When can we get out?" a soldier asked nervously.
Jia Rong smiled slightly and said: "Brothers, don't worry, Zhang Wu said that we can get out of the desert in eight days at most."
All the soldiers were happy when they heard this. It was their biggest wish to get out of this hellish place.
"Will we be promoted after we get out?" a usually naughty soldier asked half-jokingly.
The soldier's words may seem naughty, but they are the thoughts in the hearts of all the soldiers. Why are they following Jia Rong risking their lives? Could it be that just the words "loyalty and service to the country" can capture the hearts of every soldier?
Thank you for your help. I was a little drunk last night, so today’s update is a bit late. Please forgive me!
