Jacob took off the leather shield behind him and sat down on the ground. Today it was his team's turn to patrol again. After walking more than half a circle along the oasis, the sand in his shoes was about to wear out the skin of his feet.
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He took off his shoes from his feet, knocked them upside down, and poured out the sand that had tortured him all morning. Behind him, the other nine people in the team stood there silently, looking at them.
The movements of the ten-capion.
He took the water bag from behind and took a quick sip to moisturize his dry lips.
"Let's all take a rest. When the sun is at its worst, let's go around again and fill our stomachs first!"
Lunch was some black and hard dried meat, which was made from the horses he and the others killed in the last battle. The weather was too hot and there was a lack of salt for curing, even if all the people in the tribe were together.
After doing it, a large part of it was still damaged. Jacob estimated that the elders might not wait any longer before the messengers came back after eating the dried meat.
"Jacob, I heard that in the land over there in China, you can get oil by just squeezing it with your hands, isn't that true?" Beside him, a companion who was thinner than him was chewing dried meat and looking into the distance.
On the sand dunes, someone wrote longingly and asked.
"Maybe!" Jacob said vaguely. Although it was the decision of the Presbyterian Council to return to the Ming Dynasty, he did not think this decision was very wise. There were many young people in the clan who thought like him, but
There are also some people who are tired of the wandering life here and hate the oppression of the greedy Mongolians and want to settle down.
Jacob also learned a lot about the Ming Kingdom in the south from the Mongolian people. What they said was very different from what the elders said about the powerful Ming Kingdom that could protect them. Jacob was a little confused about this.
"Then will we have our own land?" The companion seemed not to notice Jacob's doubts: "The elders have said that a long time ago, we had our own city-state over there. It was the Ming Dynasty.
The emperor gave it to us!"
"We've all talked about things a long time ago. A long time ago, Crassus defeated Caesar. Can it be the same as now? Have you forgotten that the Mongols even captured the emperor of the Ming Dynasty alive? Such an empire
I don’t believe how powerful it is!”
Jacob curled his lips. He also thought about the land. Think about the slaves working hard in his own manor, growing food and brewing wine for himself. He had not had such a dream once, but he did not believe in this kind of dream.
Good things will happen to him for no reason. As a brave warrior, he is more willing to believe in the sword and shield in his hands. To get what he wants, he definitely does not rely on the charity of others.
"There's someone!" The companion wanted to say something, but suddenly his eyes were fixed and he shouted into the distance.
Stuffing the uneaten dried meat into his arms, Jacob climbed up in a hurry and followed his companion's line of sight. On the distant horizon, a long black shadow was slowly moving.
Come.
"Blow the horn to warn!"
The sound of the horn suddenly sounded, from one to two, to countless. Soon, every corner of the oasis could hear this shrill horn sound. The oasis that had seemed quiet and peaceful suddenly suddenly
It became chaotic.
The women shouted loudly for their children, and the strong warriors took their weapons and ran out of the tents. The officers shouted loudly and gathered their horses. Occasionally, a frightened horse ran away from a stable.
When I came out, before I bumped into any women or children, I was thrown to the ground by several big men, raising waves of smoke and dust.
"Ben, what's going on? Are those damn Mongols here again?"
Lufa, one of the elders of the Nine-person Presbyterian Church, looked at the commander Ben who was hurriedly putting on his clothes and mounting his horse, and asked loudly.
"No matter who it is, as long as they dare to come, they will never come back!" Ben was a strong man with a masculine aura all over his body. The simple leather armor worn on his body was somewhat unable to cover his seemingly tormented figure.
Although he is the military commander in the tribe, he is only one of the elders of the Presbyterian Church. Now is not a good time to refuse questions from other elders.
"It's not a message to retreat. It won't be much stronger than the enemy who came last time. At least, our soldiers think so!" Lufa smiled and got on his horse, smiling at Lufa: "Wait until the soldiers and I return in triumph.
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Lufa looked at his leaving figure and shook his head with some worry. He could not linger here any longer. The enemy had already come to the door. It seemed that even if the messenger did not come back, the tribe would have to leave here immediately after this battle.
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When the horn sounded, Qian Wubing was dozing on the camel. Luoshui had said a day ago that the oasis was ahead, but until now, he had not seen the shadow of the oasis. Walking in the desert, it was a strange sight.
It's an extremely boring thing, and given the weather, even talking seems to take a little more effort.
"We're here! We're here!" Just when he was awakened by the sound of the horn, Luo Shui had already rolled over and ran over: "My lord, my lord, we are here!"
Putting his hand on his forehead to block the dazzling sunlight, Qian Wubing looked into the distance. On the desert where he couldn't see the edge at a glance, the touch of green that suddenly appeared was so pleasing to the eye.
"Listen to this noise, we have been discovered. Yan Jiu, accompany Luo Shui to go there and take a look. The team will stop here. Don't let the flood wash away the Dragon King Temple!" Qian Wubing issued the order, Luo Shui and
Yanjiu whistled and led two riders towards the oasis.
Qian Wubing turned around and looked at Zhu Ruoxi, who was almost wrapped up. Looking at her like that, he smiled: "We are here!"
Except for Qian Wubing and Zhu Ruoxi who knew about this, others were not as relaxed as them. The horns in the distance and the faint figures made many people nervous. Such a large oasis occupied here,
It is definitely not the small tribe of dozens of people. Some people started to check their weapons and equipment, and some drank the remaining water. Maybe, there will be a hard battle next, and there is no need to save this water.
"Aren't you going to tell them the truth?" Zhu Ruoxi heard the clash of swords and guns all around and raised her mask and asked.
"No, you must not have the intention to harm others, and you must have the intention to guard against others. If the other party really has some inappropriate thoughts, we will not be caught off guard!" Qian Wubing shook his head.
Zhu Ruoxi glanced at Qian Wubing and said nothing. She just sat on the camel and watched the cavalry in her camp running quickly towards the oasis in the distance.