The team of Protectors of Yao marched to Dunhuang City, part of which was stationed in the city and part of which was stationed outside the city. Li Siye followed the guards and naturally could only camp outside the city.

However, Dunhuang City is a relatively prosperous city on the Silk Road. Even on the periphery of the city walls, there are five or six larger market towns, with stars surrounding the Dunhuang City.

Li Siye and the others were stationed next to one of the towns, and they could see the Thousand Buddha Cave of Mogao Grottoes on the cliff in the distance. The yellow cliff was full of caves of all sizes, and some of them were being dug. Many ascetic monks who came from afar only held a dead wooden stick, a bowl of bowls, and a hammer and chisel tied to their belts to join the project of digging the caves.

There are several temples nearby, with great incense, open convenient doors and receive free monks and artists from all over the country.

Li Siye really thought of visiting Mogao Grottoes. Although he had been here several times in later generations, the original Mogao Grottoes, which had not been plundered or baptized by time, would definitely give him a different visual feast.

However, the Protector of Laiyaodu was very strict in the army. When he entered the city in the evening, he issued an order that all soldiers must stay in the camp and wait for no one to go out at will. He had to resist such an impulse.

Although Tian Zhen and Tengmu were very fond of the market town in Dunhuang, in order not to leave a bad impression on the superiors and not to make trouble for Li Siye, they took the initiative to huddle in the sheep-felt military tent, watching the wine and meat bought by the soldiers who were abandoned with greed.

Whenever he set up camp, Li Siye would find an open space, nail wooden stakes on the ground, and think about Mo Dao's sword technique alone. His horizontal sword has been well practiced, but Mo Dao has too few things to learn from.

There are many classics in the Eastern Palace's Mansion, most of which are swordsmanship and spear techniques. His current training combines some moves in spear techniques.

When Zhang Xiaojing was in the Western Regions, he was fortunate to see the Modao team training. According to his statement, it was just a few simple movements, which were nothing more than chopping, stabbing, sweeping, and hanging. Apart from this, no sword skills of Modao masters were passed down.

The martial artists are much worse than the literati in inheriting this point. The literati occasionally gets a gorgeous poem, and the first choice is to write it down. The poems are passed down to the future generations and can be famous throughout the ages. After the martial artists understand their profound moves, the first choice is to use them as a trump card to hide them. It also stipulates that men should not be passed down to women, and not to be passed down to outside. Some people even have to take them to the coffin. Therefore, poetry has promoted the prosperity of culture, but the martial artists have passed down to them increasingly rare.

He had not achieved success in his short exploration. At least he had practiced the hand strength of vertically splitting wooden stakes, which could split a person's tall wooden stake in half from head to toe. If this knife hits a living person, it would be unimaginable.

Although the rear army that Li Siye and the others followed was only a team of people, since they were all guards, the team was actually equivalent to the brigade leader.

The team's name is Lu Qian, with a standard warrior figurine face, two twelve beards flying upwards, and their sudden eyes are not likable.

However, this man seemed very willing to have a good relationship with Li Siye. He kept calling him Li Shuzheng and took the initiative to demote himself to a lower-ranking official. Whenever he went to a camp, he would definitely ask Li Siye to drink. Li Siye refused a few times at first, but the other party repeatedly invited him, and he felt that he was too cold and never refuted his face, which made the relationship between the robes very stiff.

Li Siye no longer refused the invitation from the party. He was not a shy otaku, so he simply let go of his temper and ate and became brothers with Lu Qian. His relationship with him increased day by day, and he was just burning incense and kowtow to join the charity.

He also felt something was wrong. The sudden friendship came too quickly, and he had never even noticed how this funny-looking lower-level officer began to approach him.

Li Siye didn't care much. After all, he had no money and no place to use it. Regardless of whether Lu Qian had ulterior motives or not, he was more careful and only said three things to everyone, and he should not give up all his heart.

On the second day, the entire army rose up and followed the Dunhuang old road to the gate of Yangguan City. The team rode out from under the ancient earthen wall of Yangguan and left the sandbank boundary. What came towards us was the vast Xizhou desert.

Li Siye felt much more relaxed. Although the road ahead was difficult, there were fewer people. He could find a little sense of security in this loneliness.

After leaving Yangguan, there are several oasis and water replenishment points on the road, all of which are located on the edge of the desert.

The last water source replenishment point is the inn in Xizhou. It takes seven or eight days of desert journey to reach the oasis near the Devil City.

Since he set out in Chang'an, he has never had the chance to meet Lai Yao again. Even if he settled in the last water source on the edge of the desert, Lai Yao has always been in the Central Army and has never appeared once.

Faced with the upcoming yellow sand journey, the military men were very calm. After all, they had walked this road countless times. They each began to replenish dry food and water sources.

Li Siye set out from Chang'an until now, he consumed military rations from the vacancies of the vacancies. The more than 60 compressed biscuits in his backpack did not move at all. So there was no need to prepare dry food. He only filled six cowhide water bags and waited for the army to set off early the next morning.

Lu Qian first came to find Li Siye, and said with concern that it was their turn to escort Camel. His teammates had no capable personnel and wanted to borrow Fujimai and Tianzhen from Li Siye and let them lead more than a dozen people each to be responsible for protecting the safety of the Camel Corps.

It is said that people are short-speaking and weak-handed. Li Siye ate more than a dozen drinks from Lu Qian. How can he refuse these small requests? Besides, Tengmu and Tian Zhen are walking on the road these days, and they have also grown lice freely. When they hear someone willing to use them as a escort, they volunteered to treat it as their first experience in their military career.

After Lu Qian sent the two away, he began to invite Li Siye to drink.

It was already late at this time, and a cold moon hung over the soft and undulating sand dunes. The temperature difference between day and night in the desert was large. Even in the military tent of the oasis, you could feel the cold wind wrapped in sand.

This Lu Qian brought a lot of private goods, and he went deep into the desert and could still have so much wine.

While drinking, he persuaded Li Siye to drink: "Drink more, Brother Li, I'm not to hide it. This is my last inventory. When you enter the desert, you can't drink it even if you want."

Through the tent door swaying in the wind, Li Siye saw that the camp outside was quiet. There was still one night before the departure. It should be quieter, but this is too quiet.

He secretly kept a little more careful, picked up the wine cup and just tasted it lightly, and most of the remaining ones were secretly thrown away. Anyway, the night was hazy, and the lights swaying in the wind were unstable and were about to go out, and the appearance of the two was also dim in each other's eyes.

He interspersed with Lu Qian in this way, wasting a whole bag of wine, and Lu Qian was so sad that he was shocked.

In order to paralyze Li Siye, he really spent a lot of money. Now that it was the last moment, he was too lazy to perform perfunctorily. He sneered and picked up the wine cup and tasted it slowly. He looked at Li Siye's shaking body and whispered: "It's time to fall down."

Li Siye raised his finger and pointed at Lu Qian. Although he drank a small amount of alcohol, he still looked dizzy. Before he lost consciousness, he quietly untied the slit on his sling (a hook used to untie the rope), stuffed it into the cuff under the arm guard, his eyelids were as heavy as lead, and his body fell backwards.
Chapter completed!