They had been walking on Hongya Road, but after the sandstorm passed, they were surrounded by a vast sea of ​​sand, and Hongya Road disappeared!
Covered by yellow sand?
He Chunhua immediately sent out sentries to investigate in several directions.
Generals kept coming to inquire about the next step.
Everyone wants to know how to get to the back. The soldiers have been chasing the enemy all night. Now they are tired and thirsty and need to rest.
The falcon in the army flew up into the sky and hovered for a while before flying down and saying: "There is only desert within a radius of thirty miles, and there is no road."
He Chunhua asked it: "Can you fly back to Blackwater City?"
The Falcon's answer was no, its sense of direction seemed to have failed.
Soon, the ground sentry returned to report that there was no sign of Hongya Road anywhere.
The road seems to have disappeared from the face of the earth.
The Andong people also have no idea where they are going, and must be as lost as them.
As alert and calm as He Chunhua was, he was also a little confused at this moment.
The defense battle of Blackwater City has been fought so far. It has been a complete victory and we can return victoriously. But where is the way home?
He Chunhua immediately came to invite Zhang Lianhai, wanting to see if Tiangong had any means to get out of the current predicament.
"Direction?" Zhang Lianhai squinted slightly, "My lantern spirit never gets lost. But we still have somewhere to go, and we don't have time to go back with you!"
Just as He Chunhua was about to persuade him, Qiu Hu suddenly said: "You haven't tried it, how do you know it still works?"
The attendant behind Zhang Lianhai retorted: "It's a joke, our eternal lantern in the Heavenly Palace has infinite uses, but you guys are ignorant!"
Ling Jinbao, the elder of Jianyang Clan beside him, coughed: "How about we open our eyes?"
Zhang Lianhai had no choice but to take out the platinum candle from his arms, light it, and whisper to the floating lantern: "Point to the direction of Blackwater City."
The lantern flew up into the air, drifting left and right, and did not answer for a long time.
Everyone watched eagerly, waiting for it to determine its direction.
Finally, the lantern flew back and shrank into a small ball on the candle, which reflected Zhang Lianhai's unsightly expression.
Qiu Hu crossed his arms and asked, "Can you find it?"
Zhang Lianhai's attendant was in disbelief: "No, it can't be?"
How could the Changming Lantern Spirit, who had been worshiped and nurtured in the Heavenly Palace for a long time, be unable to recognize the direction just because of a little weirdness? How could the Panlong Desert be so mysterious?
The surface of Zhanglian Sea is as sinking as water.
Fortunately, the sentry not far away suddenly shouted and relieved him:
"There's movement ahead!"
Everyone climbed out from behind the stone wall and took a look. In the distance ahead, a bright red light shot straight into the sky.
It was already daybreak, but the light was more dazzling than the usual glow.
Soon, a strange phenomenon appeared in the sky, and the mirage-like inverted city appeared again.
Zhang Lianhai and others immediately said: "Let's go there."
Needless to say, everyone knows that the Panlong ruins are there.
The forces set off several whistles, preparing to leave the Blackwater City Army and head towards the red light.
He Chunhua thought to himself and asked He Lingchuan: "Chuan'er, what do you think, should we follow the red light or find another way home?"
Chapter completed!