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Huang Mingzhen didn¡¯t know that Huang Mingyuan was going crazy to find him, or maybe he knew, but there was nothing he could do at this time.
On the day of the Sui-Turkish War, Huang Mingzhen and Hu Lusheng intercepted the fleeing Turkic troops on the north side of the Turkic camp. Under the protection of the Golden Wolf Guards, the panicked Dulan rushed left and right. After suffering heavy casualties, he tore a hole in the weak spot of the Sui army's encirclement and fled northward.
At that time, the person closest to Dulan was Huang Mingzhen. Looking at the torrent of cavalry that Du Lan was retreating from, Huang Mingyuan waved his hand, and more than 300 cavalrymen behind him followed closely, chasing Du Lan.
Not long after Dulan ran away, he discovered that there were Sui army cavalry behind him. He did not dare to stop and immediately ordered Fu Li around him to stop them.
A group of soldiers immediately turned their horses and rushed towards Huang Mingzhen.
Seeing the enemy ahead, Huang Mingyuan was wearing soap-colored mountain armor and riding a green horse. He was about forty or fifty steps away from the Turks and waved his horse spear in his hand. The cavalry behind them instantly raised their crossbows and fired at the Turkic cavalry. The overwhelming crossbow arrows knocked people off their feet, and the Turks were killed and wounded before they had time to react.
By this time, the cavalry of both sides had met. The Sui cavalry, armed with horizontal knives and spears, quickly plunged into the Turkic formation in a sharp arrow formation.
Huang Mingzhen swung his long spear, stabbed and smashed it, breaking a bloody path. The Sui army had already torn apart the opponent's array in less than half a cup of tea. Huang Mingzhen led his troops to turn around and immediately charged towards the Turks again. After three rounds, these Turkic cavalry had been turned into a mess and could no longer organize an attack.
Huang Mingzhen commanded the Sui army to divide the opponent into several squads along the gap just opened. Three or five cavalrymen stepped on their horses' hooves to draw an elegant arc and quickly cut the opponent's throat. The victim screamed, fell under the horse, and was trampled into a pulp.
Huang Mingzhen was not at all reluctant to fight. After finishing the troops cleanly, he continued to go north, picked up several scattered tribes and some broken troops, and replenished some supplies. However, they followed Du Lan's escape trajectory and not only failed to catch Du Lan. , but got himself into big trouble.
Du Lan and his party were closely pursued by Huang Mingzhen. When they fled north, there were not many followers around them. After traveling north for about three to four hundred miles, there were only a few hundred people left with them. Seeing the Sui army behind them gradually closing the distance, Du Lan was furious, but the entire team was already frightened, and no one dared to turn around and fight to the death with the Sui army, which was far outnumbered by them.
Everyone in the team has their own thoughts, and they all want to preserve the little strength left around them.
In the end, Axi Nu came up with a plan and said that the team could first go northwest and lead the Sui army into the desert, and then go north along the inner side of the desert near the grassland back to Yazhang. The Sui army who did not know the way would inevitably get lost in the desert. Die in this vast desert.
Dulan knew that he could not let the Sui army continue to pursue him like this, otherwise he would go crazy even if he did not die. With a cruel heart, he ordered the entire army to turn northwest and enter the desert.
After all, Huang Mingzhen was unwilling to give up this opportunity to catch Du Lan, and followed him into the desert. The entire desert is now the Gobi Desert. Today its boundaries are the Altai Mountains and the Hangai Mountains in the north, and the
The western edge of the Greater Khingan Mountains extends to the Altun Mountains, Beishan Mountains and Yinshan Mountains in the south, and to the eastern Tianshan Mountains in the west. The terrain of the entire desert is gently undulating, and the ground is covered with large gravels. In spring, there are strong winds that make people unable to open their eyes. Not long after Huang Mingzhen and his party entered the desert, they lost track of Dulan and his party due to the obstruction of wind and dust.
There is a lack of water and food in the Gobi. The soldiers can only carry bulky dry food and luggage themselves, and some people keep falling down. It was with the help of the guide that the Sui army discovered some marshes in some humid depressions, which relieved the army's urgent need.
"General, if it doesn't work, let's go back. We have completely lost the trace of Dulan now, and it will be more dangerous to go forward." Tang Zeng, one of the governors under his command, advised.
The soldiers are almost at their limit in terms of physical strength and mental state. Should they continue to move forward?
Huang Mingzhen thought about it again and again, and decided to call everyone together to listen to their opinions.
As expected, everyone held their own opinions, some said to retreat, some said to advance, and the two sides couldn't argue. In the end, the majority suggested retreat.
Only Zhang Wenyuan, Huang Mingzhen's deputy general, insisted on continuing to advance. He said: "The general led the main force of Datong deep into the desert and chased the enemy thousands of miles away, but gained nothing. How could he return to the general in a hurry? Our army is tired, and the enemy is also tired. If the two sides are in a stalemate, He who has a firm mind wins, how can he give up halfway.¡±
But his opinion was soon drowned in opposition.
Huang Mingzhen looked up and saw that the sky was full of yellow sand, the land was deserted, and there was no human habitation. Although there is no reason to follow, Huang Mingzhen can feel that the enemy must be nearby!
Huang Mingzhen decided to move forward. He knew that Du Lan and his party would not stay in the desert for too long, and they would be eager to march towards the Turkic tent. As long as he marched towards the northwest, he would be able to catch up with Du Lan.
Huang Mingzhen led his troops further into the desert. They were cautious on the march. Even when cooking, they had to dig a hole in the ground first and cook in the hole to prevent fireworks from coming out and being discovered by the enemy. After advancing for five days, Huang Mingzhen's team finally reached Kanzikou north of Dalandui.
Kanzikou is one of the few oases in the desert, and it is also the only place where herders from the northern part of the grassland move to the southern part of the desert. A relatively large sheep basin has been formed here for a long time. Huang Mingzhen originally hoped to rest his team here and replenish water and food before moving on.
And Du Lan and his party, who had fled all the way to the depths of the desert, are also here.
Dulan and his party looked at the desert too simply. Although they had traveled through the desert many times between southern and northern deserts, this time they were not the string-controlling army with cattle, sheep and horses, but just an army. The remnant army retreated in panic and had no time to make adequate preparations before entering the desert.
After entering the desert, they discovered that due to the extremely cold winter this year, the already sparse grasslands and water flows in the desert were almost extinct. The raging wind and sand made people's faces hurt, which made everyone in Dulan, who had been pampered for a long time, almost unbearable.
The flying sand and rocks along the way made it impossible for this group of people without supplies to find anything to eat, so they could only kill horses along the way to satisfy their hunger.
Forty miles away from Dulan, Huang Mingzhen finally discovered this army that they had been missing for a long time. However, this former guard of the grassland overlord has now lost its former glory, and there is an undercurrent surging within it.
On the grasslands, the tradition left over for thousands of years is that losers have no human rights. Because the grassland people are generous and straightforward, they never know what tolerance means when dealing with failed monarchs. The entire history of the grasslands is the history of rebellion within the nomadic people. They have never known what loyalty is, because in their bones they only surrender to the strong. It was obvious that the man who was currently struggling to survive being chased by the Sui army in the desert was not a strong man at all, but just a bereaved dog who couldn't choose his way out.
A group of people who followed Dulan to escape were ready to make a move. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com