Chapter 248: The Turks conquer the Tianshan Mountains with one arrow
The wind blows from the Qilian Mountains and the Tianshan Pass.
Whooshing by.
Thick lead clouds piled up.
Yellow sand and snowflakes roll together.
Looking from a distance, it looks like countless plumes of smoke are rising over the desert.
Miss Hong was riding on the hump, stretched out her hand to press her cloak, and looked at the tornado-shaped sand around her, a hint of sadness flashed through her clear eyes.
She couldn't remember how long it had been since she saw the sun.
Departing from Kunmo City, almost ten days have passed in the blink of an eye.
According to the previously planned itinerary, we should be able to reach Yuhai in about seven or eight days, but the sudden blizzard greatly slowed down the team's progress.
So much so that it’s been ten days.
There is still no trace of the legendary lake.
Looked up and looked not far away.
The shopkeeper sat upright on his hunchback, also wearing a cloak to isolate himself from the wind and sand.
However, although you can't see his appearance clearly, you can seem to feel his calmness from the back.
Seeing this situation, Miss Hong's frown could not help but relax slightly.
In her impression.
There is never anything that the shopkeeper cannot do.
Leaning forward, leaning against the hump, Miss Hong reached out and took off the leather kettle, pulled out the cork, raised her head and took a sip.
Soon, a wave of heat slowly surged from his belly.
Dispel the chill from your body.
What was in her leather jug was not water, but sour kumiss.
It is completely different from the water and wine I have drunk before.
It is sour with a hint of sweetness, but it has great stamina and is as strong as fire. If you don’t drink well, you will probably fall asleep if you take a big sip.
“Who?”
"Stop, don't move."
"Stay still, don't mess up the formation."
Just as she was tasting the unique smell of wine, there was a sudden sound from the front of the team. Let's make a fuss.
Miss Hong couldn’t help but frown.
Hang the wine bottle again on the side of the hump.
Then give the hunchback a gentle pat.
Although this guy looks a little weird and his speed is not as fast as the old horse, he has a gentle temperament and is especially hard-working. Even in such blizzard weather, he never flinches.
"Shopkeeper, let me go over and have a look."
Riding a camel he rushed to Chen Yulou.
The latter was holding the sheepskin map in his hand, and was obviously studying the route before.
Now listen to the noise ahead.
There was also a bit of surprise between his eyebrows.
The team stretched too long, two or three miles in front and back. Even with his eyesight, it was difficult to see the front clearly in such thick sand, snow and fog.
Seeing the red girl, she took the initiative to invite her.
Chen Yulou did not refuse and nodded, "Be careful."
"Shopkeeper, I'll come with you, I'll take care of you."
Huama crutched the felt hat on her head.
Let the brim of the hat just cover the center of your eyebrows.
At this moment, his face was completely covered, with only his eyes exposed, but even so, he still had to be careful to avoid wind and sand getting into his eyes, which would cause trouble.
Many guys were tricked on the road.
Once encountered, there is almost no other way but to moisten the eyes with a little water and rinse out the fine sand.
It’s not that I’m afraid of wasting water.
In the vast desert, water is indeed more expensive than oil, but it is not absolutely.
Snowflakes in the sky can melt into water.
In addition, there are many underground rivers hidden in the eight hundred miles of sand sea.
As long as you follow the traces of wild beasts in the sand dunes or the growing trees and weeds, and dig down a few meters deep, you can usually find the source of water.
So in this sea of sand, the biggest difficulty they originally imagined was not water supply, but unimaginable snowstorms.
"That's fine."
The two of them took care of each other.
This is naturally the best choice.
After receiving the agreement, Huamaguai didn't waste any time. He rode a camel with Miss Hong, bypassed the team, and rushed forward quickly.
Not long after.
The two of them saw the leader of the team who was supposed to be leading the way and stopped in front of a sand dune.
The strong wind blew and the yellow sand moved quickly.
It was as if a barrier had formed in front of me.
But what amazed the two of them was more than that. At this moment, there were clearly several figures standing on the moving sand dune.
Wearing a piece of leather casually, their long hair was curled into thin locks, and their faces were engraved with strange patterns. They all either had bows on their backs or were holding long knives. They looked fierce and wild.
The two sides seemed to be confronting each other.
Those weirdos were also looking at them with vigilance.
“What’s going on?”
See this scene.
The red girl and Huamaguai couldn't help but look at each other.
A trace of solemnity flashed across his expression.
They walked around this ghost place for more than ten days without seeing a single ghost.
Not to mention that in this kind of weather, if someone suddenly appears, I'm afraid the person who comes is not malicious.
One word almost appeared in their minds at the same time.
Sand bandit!
When I was still in Jiayuguan, I heard about it countless times from the caravans stranded in the city, but except for seeing it once from a distance in Xingxing Gorge, I never encountered it again along the way.
“Red Leader, these people suddenly appeared and blocked the way.”
“I couldn’t understand what I was saying, and they were bawling, and the brothers didn’t dare to move.”
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Seeing the two people appear, the leading man couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
They also tried to communicate just now, but found that what the other party said was completely incomprehensible.
You know, it has been a while since I entered the Western Region, and I have stayed in Kunmo City for so long. I can still understand some basic language, and I can even barely communicate with others through guessing.
It’s just that the current group of people not only dress differently from Uighurs, but also speak an extremely weird language.
They even doubted whether it was a caravan coming from Central Asia and crossing the Kunlun Mountains.
"Isn't there a guide?"
"Go and invite people here."
The red girl frowned slightly, and across the wind, sand and snow, her eyes fell on the figures on the dune. She could feel a strong evil aura.
These people are by no means good.
She had already ruled out the possibility of a caravan in her mind.
However, you still can't mess around until you figure out the other party's identity.
The current situation is unfamiliar.
And they know nothing about each other.
"Also, let the shopkeeper know."
Seeing the waiter turning around to leave, Miss Hong hesitated and added.
"Yes, Red Leader."
The two guys left quickly, one after the other.
A few people on the hill looked at this scene coldly, without saying anything to stop it or leaving.
It didn’t take much time.
Chen Yulou and others appeared in sight.
In addition to them, there was also an old man in his fifties named Parhat, which means lion in Uighur.
But Pat looks nothing like a lion. He is thin, short, and timid.
But I have a skill in raising camels.
This time they rented about a hundred camels in Kunmo City.
It’s all up to Pat to take care of me.
Otherwise, they won't be able to solve the problem at all.
When he arrived, Chen Yulou finally understood the general idea after listening to everyone's simple explanations. He turned to look at Pat and motioned for him to go forward and ask for directions.
The little old man looked reluctant.
However, before departure, the master made a promise to him, saying that as long as he did well on this mission, he would be free after he returned.
Palhat simply could not refuse such a condition.
You know, the Western Regions, no less than the Han Dynasty, had already abolished slavery long ago. Being a slave in the Western Region for one day, you will be the servant of the master's family for generations, and you can't even compare to animals.
He just raises camels, otherwise how would he be qualified to bargain?
Pulling up his courage, Pat crossed the team and walked outside the sand dune. He first carefully looked at a few people. The Western Region was vast and sparsely populated, and various tribes lived together.
Even an old guy like him might not be able to recognize them all.
He first said hello in Uyghur, but a few people ignored him at all. Pat was not embarrassed. He had never encountered any kind of cold stare when begging for food at the host's house. This matter was nothing to him.
Immediately, they came up to talk to each other in Hui Hui, Mongolian, Manchu, and Xibe languages.
But it’s not finished yet.
A shout suddenly came from behind the dune.
There seem to be other companions or tribesmen.
A few people turned around and said a few words briefly.
Pat pricked up his ears and moved his eyes back and forth, discerning carefully.
Although the voices of several people were very low and were mostly blocked by the strong wind, he still faintly heard a few words, and his eyes couldn't help but light up.
"Turkic language..."
Turkic people are not uncommon in the Western Regions.
However, most of them were merchants who entered the country along the ancient Silk Road from Central Asia.
There are very few left in the Western Region.
There are countless traders coming and going in Kunmo City, and the owner’s business is in the camel caravan business. It is inevitable that he often interacts with these people. Pat also learned a few words in Turkic.
Although not proficient enough.
But barely enough.
He immediately said hello and came over.
As soon as he finished speaking, several people on the dune were obviously stunned for a moment. The leading man turned around and stared at him with a look of surprise. After a moment of silence, he finally spoke.
Pat's mind suddenly moved.
Using the little Turkic language that I knew, I tried my best to chat with him.
After a while, Pat came down halfway from the sand dune and recounted the news.
"Turks?"
"Hunting here?"
Pathan was right.
It’s just that the accent is very strong.
Coupled with my age, it is difficult to switch back and forth between three languages so smoothly.
I finally stammered and finished.
Chen Yulou couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly.
Meeting these two characteristics at the same time, their identities are almost impossible to guess.
On that day, Shopkeeper Wu mentioned that they are descendants of Turks who have lived by the Fish Sea for generations and made a living by hunting and fishing.
Just...
Is this going too smoothly?
Even Chen Yulou has an incredible feeling.
After all, I haven’t found Yuhai yet, but I met those people first.
"Come up with me and have a look."
"Yes or no, just ask..."
Chen Yulou suppressed his hesitation and looked at Pat in front of him.
However, before the sentence was finished, a sudden change occurred behind the dune.
A sharp roar came.
Then, a gray wild wolf, about the size of a calf, jumped up from behind the sand dune. As fast as lightning, it went directly over the heads of several people and fell to the right side of the team.
Everyone except Chen Yulou noticed this scene.
Almost no one thought of it.
In an instant, more than a dozen figures rushed out from the sand dunes, each with a bow on his back and a knife in hand, with murderous intent, and kept shouting something.
Look at their angry and annoyed expressions.
In fact, I can guess 70% to 80%.
Buzz!
The strongest one among them seemed to be the leader of the hunting team.
His eyes were cold and his face was fierce.
Took off the horn bow from his back, took out an arrow, and pulled the bow to the full moon without any movement.
It’s just...
The wild wolf’s sense of danger is terrifyingly acute.
It was almost the moment the arrow broke through the air.
The thick and powerful hind legs kicked hard on the ground, and saw dust and sand flying everywhere. The figure was like a fox, and it jumped six or seven meters away.
And the arrow sank into the quicksand with a bang.
Seeing this situation, the strong man's face became even more ugly.
He drew out three or four long arrows one after another.
In the wind and snow, there was a constant buzzing sound, but unfortunately, the gray wolf was so amazing that it didn't even get its fur and escaped a hundred or ten meters away in the blink of an eye.
He was about to escape from sight.
A group of Turks on the sand dunes could not help but gnashed their teeth and cursed loudly.
"Old foreigner brother."
Seeing this, Chen Yulou said to the old foreigner who was already eager to try on the hunchback.
The latter finally got his chance.
Where can I hesitate?
I stepped lightly on the iron stirrup with my toes, and jumped up. Standing firmly between the humps, I looked at the direction where the wild wolves were fleeing. I took off the dragon shooting bow and took out an iron The arrow is on the string.
See this scene.
The eyes of the people on the dune flickered.
Whispering something.
Looking at the expressions, there were surprises and astonishments, as well as indifference and disdain.
After all, their ancestors have made a living by hunting for generations. Whether it is a falcon in the sky or an argali on the Tianshan Mountains, as long as they are targeted, there is only one end.
That is the food that satisfies your hunger.
The sand wolf hunted this time is the most dangerous and cunning prey in the desert.
For this reason, all the hunters in their village went all the way from the lake into the hinterland of the sand sea, and waited in ambush for five or six days before driving the wolves into the trap.
But even so, he still escaped.
The person who just shot and killed was Po Li, the leader of the hunting team in the village.
One-handed archery can penetrate a poplar with a hundred steps.
It is almost rare to miss.
Even he couldn't succeed, let alone the old foreigner.
It’s just that...
This thought just came up.
An indescribable buzz suddenly sounded between heaven and earth.
That is the sound that a strong bow makes when it is stretched to the extreme.
Po Li's pupils froze, and the indifference in his expression suddenly became serious. His eyes were fixed on the old foreigner standing on the hunchback.
Buzz!
The golden light on the dragon's bow flashes.
The iron arrow, half a man long, was like a flame, passing through the yellow sand and snow in the sky. It was as fast as lightning and caught up with the sand wolf in almost the blink of an eye.
The three-edged armor-piercing iron arrow instantly pierced its body.
The huge force drove it into the sand.
Scarlet blood spilled all over the floor.
Seeing this, everyone on the sand dune could no longer stand still and shouted loudly with disbelief on their faces.
Only Po Li withdrew his gaze and fell on the old foreigner and the Jiao Shooting Bow, with a thoughtful look on his face.
“Go and bring the wild wolf back.”
The expressions of the group of people were all in Chen Yulou's sight, especially the leader. A smile flashed across his eyes, and he cast an appreciative look at the old foreigner before giving instructions.
"Yes, the boss."
The old foreigner's incredible archery skills had already stunned the accompanying men.
You will hear the command from the boss.
This is like waking up from a dream.
Several guys immediately jumped off the camel and ran quickly towards the wolf corpse in the distance.
A moment later.
A few people returned carrying the gray wolf, which weighed less than a hundred kilograms.
Chen Yulou had no intention of accepting it.
Instead, he looked at Parhat who was looking shocked.
"Pat, go tell them."
"Just say that this wolf is my gift to them."
(End of this chapter)
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