I don’t know when it started snowing again, and the wind became stronger. This time the wind was not from the northwest, but from the southeast. Thorny licked the palm of his hand with his tongue, stretched his hand into the air, and waited.
His face turned pale when he retracted his hand.
"What's wrong?" Ying Guangji asked quickly.
Jingji said: "The trouble is big this time, I'm afraid we will be trapped here."
"Come on, tell me, you're still fuming at this time, what's going on?" Su Ren looked at the thorns with an impatient expression on his face.
Thorns coughed: "Being surrounded on all sides is a trivial matter. According to my past experience, this wind is very strange. Logically speaking, there should not be a southeast wind, but it happened to be a southeast wind. The only explanation is that there is a storm."
"A storm? A storm in the middle of winter? That's not what the guide said."
Jingji became anxious when he heard this: "That's called a guide? He's just a guide. Has he been to the far north? I know more about winter than he does!"
Su Ren quickly called the guide and asked again and again. The guide lowered his head and did not dare to look into Su Ren's eyes. From the guide's expression, Su Ren had already guessed that what Jingjing said was probably true. Here in the Western Region
The weather is like a child's face, it changes at will. What's more, this is a desert area, so nothing is surprising. The Western Region is already windy, so a storm is nothing to worry about.
Without Su Ren's greeting, everyone got off the sled and built a simple camp with the sled. The soldiers guarded the outside and the merchants and horses were penned inside. Shi Bao took out all the thunderbolts.
Time is not the time to save money. Whether you can escape or not depends on this. The ice wall built by Mo Zhe is a good thing. Hiding under the wall, at least you don't have to worry about attacks from behind.
Mo Cong and Shao Weng were wearing furs and stood up from the sled with their hands folded. They looked at the huddled group of people with smiles on their faces. Shao Weng said: "Brother Mo really has a way. In this open place, Su Ren's bombing
Thunder is not very effective. As long as the people are spread out, I don’t believe that he can kill everyone with the thunder. Is the marksman ready?"
Luan Da quickly replied: "It's ready and can be launched at any time."
"Very good, shall we begin?"
Mo Cong quickly stretched out his hand to stop them and looked up at the sky: "This kind of weather is not good for shooters. It's better to wait until the wind and snow subside before taking action. They can't run away anymore."
The snow was falling heavier and heavier, and soon there was a layer of white on the sled. The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and you could see the snowflakes being blown away by the wind. Although hiding under the ice wall could block some of the cold wind, it could not block the cold.
The war was about to begin, and there was neither firewood nor fire. Everyone, including Su Ren, was shivering from the cold. Hawking had repeatedly asked for orders to fight out, but Su Ren severely stopped him.
Jingjia smiled and said: "Let him go, just think of avenging my subordinates!" Hawking glared at Jingjia. Jingjia said: "What? You still want to fight me? Even if you practice for ten years, you will not be my opponent!"
Black clouds were coming from the east. They were so low that you could touch them with your hand. Under the gloomy sky, the energy of the wind was exerted to its extreme. The flags hanging on the sled were blown into chaos, and there were already several blowing noises.
The cloth bags that were not tied firmly were swept away by the wind and snow. The war horses were also restless. The horses tried hard to break free from the reins and escape from this place as soon as possible.
Mo Cong and Shao Weng also sensed something was wrong and immediately ordered the guide to be brought. Their guide was the royal guide of Shanshan Kingdom and was very familiar with every plant and tree in Shanshan Kingdom. Hearing Mo Cong's question, the guide knelt down with a thud.
He fell in front of the two old men: "Grand Master, Prince of the Nation, let's leave quickly? The black storm is coming soon!"
"Black storm? What black storm?"
"According to records, the black storm is the most terrifying thing in the desert. When it gets up, it blocks the sky and the sun, and rocks the size of a fist can be blown up into the air. Everything where the black storm passes is completely destroyed! The black storm only comes once every hundred years.
Counting this, it’s just this year, I didn’t expect it to happen in winter.”
"Hiss..." Mo Cong took a breath: "How long will the black storm last?"
The guide looked up at the sky: "In about half an hour, if we don't leave Bailongtan now, we may be in trouble!"
As I was talking, there were bursts of roaring from the southeast, like thousands of horses galloping, and like a wall covering the sky. As expected, it was really black and white, and a wall dozens of feet tall appeared on the snow.
The high black city wall makes everyone who has never seen it frightened. If Mo Cong and Shao Weng hadn't been right beside them, they would have already turned around and ran away.
"Is there any way to avoid it?"
The guide's head shook like a rattle: "There is no way to avoid the black storm. Master, please leave quickly!"
Mo Cong and Shao Weng looked at each other, and Shao Weng spoke first: "Why don't you leave? Since the black storm is so dangerous, that kid must not be able to escape death!"
Mo Cong frowned and turned to look at the ice wall opposite. The wind and snow blocked his view and he couldn't see what the many people were doing. But he was sure that those people on the opposite side did not leave. Since Su Ren did not escape, it meant that they
There is a way. If Su Ren is allowed to return to Yumen this time, the subsequent revenge may be unbearable? At least it seems that Shanshan Kingdom cannot be saved.
"Brother Mo, what are you waiting for? If you don't leave, you won't be able to leave. With such a big storm, that kid is dead!" Shao Wengyi lowered his head and got into the carriage, urging the driver to turn around. Mo Cong sighed and did not continue to argue.
Got into the carriage.
With the masters gone, the servants would naturally not stay here to wait for death. All of them disappeared in an instant. The outpost reported back that the Mo family had withdrawn, and no one in the temporary camp was too happy.
The news about the Black Storm has spread, especially those merchants whose faces are uglier than their dead parents, and they keep urging Lao Wang to leave quickly. They don't want to die here.
Ying Guangji frowned. A Da and the others protected Ying Guangji behind them, hoping to use their thin bodies to block the terrible storm for their god king. The others in the Old Black Tower also made similar movements, only Su Ren stood in front of them.
It was empty, even Huang Shisan and Man Niu were standing behind Su Ren.
Han Qing hurried over: "According to the speed of the black storm, it will pass here in another stick of incense. Sir, let's..."
"Don't panic! To put it bluntly, it's just a strong wind. Immediately order people to tie yourself to the sled. The same goes for the horses. Tie them tightly, otherwise they will really die if they are blown away! Then tie all the sleds together, so many
With so many people and horses and the weight of the sled, I don’t believe it will be blown away!”
Han Qing promised to go down immediately to deliver the order. Huang Shisan and Man Niu found a rope and tied Su Ren tightly to the sled. They were afraid that their husband would be blown away by the strong wind. The rope was tightened so tightly that they could hear every effort they made.
The sound of Su Ren's bones rubbing together.
"Relax! You two want to strangle me?"
Before everyone could secure themselves, the black sand from the sky fell down, mixed with the cold snow and stones, and even ice skates as sharp as swords. Su Ren really saw that he was tied to himself.
A guy on a sled was hit on the head by a huge stone. He immediately became bloody and bloody, and half of his head went to nowhere.
The icy cold wind hurt his face. As soon as Su Ren opened his mouth, he took a mouthful of sand. A stone the size of a little finger flew towards him and hit Su Ren squarely on the mouth. His handsome cheek was immediately broken.
Blood dripped from the corner of his mouth to his chest, and he even spit out two teeth. A guy who was blown up to the sky tightly grabbed the rope in his hand and screamed repeatedly.
No one could help anyone at this time, even if the thorns tried to pull down the guy flying in the sky, they stretched out their hands and pulled themselves up instead. Huang Shisan and Man Niu were very careless when they tied up Su Ren.
He actually pointed Su Ren's face into the storm, and soon he felt that his whole body was numb. Some were hit by stones, and some were blown by the cold wind. The wind was full of sand, and he could neither open his mouth nor open his eyes. The only one who could do it
The thing is to pray that this storm will pass quickly.
I don't know how much time passed, but Su Ren felt as if a year had passed. When he was untied, he no longer had a human shape. The brocade robe was torn, the fur was torn, and the white bear skin cape on the outside became riddled with holes.
There were cuts all over the body, hands, and face. People who didn’t know thought Su Ren had done something. It seemed like someone had used needles to cut Su Ren into pieces.
Ying Guangji and Jingji were not much better. Jingji was the worst, with no front teeth and half of his beard and hair: "Take advantage of the gap and leave quickly. The wind will subside a little. When the sun goes down, this place will become a Shura field.
No use on a sled."
"What else?" Ying Guangji was puzzled.
Jingji smiled: "This is just the beginning. With the black storm, we won't be able to see anything for at least ten days and a half. I hope this black storm is smaller and does not involve the entire Bailongtan, otherwise they will all die here!"
"
The guards, who had not yet recovered from their experience of life and death, immediately got busy, throwing away all the things they could throw away, including the extra sleds. Except for the cavalry and scouts, all the horses were stuffed into the shafts of the carriages.
The driver kept cracking the whip in his hand, urging the horses to move forward. Death is the best spur, and no matter how lazy a person is, it is stronger than a strong man at this time.
Su Ren applied the medicine and was wrapped into a rice dumpling. Chun Yuyi applied the golden sore medicine on his body for free, for fear of leaving scars, which would turn him into a chessboard. They chose to continue on their way, and the ice wall blocked the road.
The stones and sand blown up by the storm had been destroyed, leaving no residue at all. The snow had also been blown away, revealing the bare desert.
The sled was as smooth on the fine sand as it was on the snow. After driving for more than ten miles in one breath, the sun finally set. The sky on the right was completely dark, and it was as black as hell. Lightning could be seen constantly sliding through the darkness, low and low.
The roar made his head hurt. Huang Shisan swung his whip very happily. The horses driving Su Ren were all the best. He quickly surpassed everyone and rushed to the front of the entire team.
It's completely dark, and I can't see my fingers. I can smell the earthy smell in the wind, and there is even a trace of salty smell. How strong is the sea breeze that can blow here? (To be continued)