This mountain road is even more difficult to walk, full of thorns and weeds, and it is completely drilled from the wild ravine, sometimes even into the deep gully, and then from the other peak loop - fortunately it is winter, if it is summer, a little rain, I am afraid that it will have to be flooded, and it will not be passable at all.

After trekking so hard for more than an hour, when I went around a not very high, but very steep mountain wall, I suddenly saw a sudden opening in front of me.

What appeared in front of everyone was a gentle slope, and at the end of the gentle slope was a vast expanse of land.

By the moonlight, at a glance, the desolation is high and wide, boundless.

The ground was covered with withered yellow weeds, and it seemed that the sky with the light of the stars and the moon was much lower here.

The stars hang down and the plains are wide, and the moon swells and the rivers flow.

When Dong Ce saw this scene, he thought of this poem for no reason, and after going around in a circle in the mountain bag for so long, seeing this scene, he was also very happy, and he couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

It's just that at this moment, it's not the time to sigh, he waved his hand and commanded in a low voice: "Don't be careless, lead the horse on foot, keep your body down, and don't make any movement." ”

The orders were passed down layer by layer, and everyone whispered yes.

The servants led the horses, hunched over, and moved cautiously forward. Fortunately, after this mountain, it was already regarded as a grassland outside the Saiwai, and there were withered yellow weeds half a man high everywhere, and it didn't take long for everyone to step into this grassland, and soon disappeared.

In fact, Dong Ce was so careful, it was completely necessary, it was not close to Shoukou Fort here, and at night, he would never see the outpost sent by the Ming army. Even if the defenders heard the sound of horses' hooves, I am afraid that they would think that there was a trace of the Chahar Mongols, and the first thing to do was to be on strict guard.

In the darkness of the night, the road could not be distinguished, and only a general direction could be found. Lu Tianding led everyone to the northeast, where there was a small mountain col that could block the cold wind and was suitable for camping.

Coincidentally, according to the distribution of the road after leaving the fortress, Dong Ce deduced that the Fan family's caravan should be heading due north. In this way, the distance between the two sides is getting closer.

After walking a short distance to the north, Dong Ce finally put his mind at ease, and here, it was already an area that the Ming army could not discover. He ordered everyone to get on their horses, and although they didn't dare to speed up in the dark, they were still much faster. Half an hour later, the team finally arrived at the mountain bag that Lu Tianding said.

It is said that it is a mountain bag, but in fact, it is just seven or eight zhang high, which is just a small dirt bag. But there is such a terrain, but it is very useful, this col is blocked by dirt bags on the east, west and north sides, only the south side has an opening, so that it is enough to resist the cold wind from the north.

After entering this mountain pass, there was no cold wind that blew and hurt their faces, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Dong Ce also gave an order to let everyone eat something and rest on the spot.

The family members chose a place one after another, spread felt, and rested on it.

Dong Ce naturally didn't have to worry about himself, Wang Tong found a flat place, leaned on the hill bag, laid the felt, and invited Dong Ce to come over.

"......Huh" Dong Ce leaned on the felt, only to feel a thick tiredness rushing in.

All in all, it's already ugly, that is, around one o'clock in the morning. Yesterday afternoon, I set off from Rock Fort when I first entered the Shen, and I walked for five hours. I rode a horse for an hour and a half and drove more than 50 miles, and the rest of the time was all measured by my feet, and I am afraid that there are more than 50 miles of mountain roads after walking.

And it's still that hard to walk.

Dong Ce glanced at his subordinates, no one spoke, most of them were resting quietly to recover their strength, obviously they were also tired.

Dong Ce is still very satisfied with the performance of the family members. Being able to persevere in this journey and no one is left behind, and no one can't stand it, which shows that the tenacity and discipline of the family members have reached a level.

In the night, there was the sound of grunting and chewing.

It's the housekeepers eating.

This time, Dong Ce knew that he needed to spend the night in the wilderness, but he really didn't have too many things on hand, such as tents, etc., which were not at all. So each family member brought only a blanket, two coconut scoops, four large oil cakes and two eggs.

Dong Ce was also a little hungry, and just as he was thinking, Wang Tong handed over a coconut scoop and an oiled paper bag, and said with a smile: "My lord, are you hungry?" Grab a bite to eat? ”

Dong Ce nodded, picked up the coconut scoop and drank a sip of water, the coconut scoop hung on the horse's back and froze for so long, the water in it had already been cold, and after taking a sip of cold smacking teeth, Dong Ce swallowed it in his mouth for a while before swallowing it. When everyone left, the fragrant and oily cakes that had just come out of the pot were already hard at this time, and this was the reason why everyone put the cakes in their arms, otherwise they would not be able to bite it.

When it was time to endure hardship, Dong Ce was not ambiguous, holding a cake in one hand and a peeled salted egg in the other, and his mouth was full of oil, and he did not dislike it at all.

After eating, he wiped his mouth with his sleeve and rubbed his hand on his trouser leg.

After eating and resting for a while, I felt much more comfortable, and my stiff body was also rejuvenated.

Dong Ce is actually a person who loves cleanliness so much that he is a little clean, and in normal times, a little oil and sweat on his face must be wiped off immediately, and his place must always be clean and clean. But at this moment, he still had a thick marmot oil on his face and oily hands, but he didn't care.

At this time, there is really no way to do something special.

"Let the family all sleep, wrap the blankets tightly, and stay close to each other, preferably with the horses, and hold on for the night."

Dong Ce commanded.

This time there was really no, and there was no way to bring more supplies, what Dong Ce wanted was to travel lightly and simply. At this time, the night is also a low temperature of more than ten degrees below zero, of course, a blanket is not enough, but it will be much better to lean on each other and then sleep on the war horse.

It's naturally not good for your health for a long time, but if you sleep all night, you're a strong guy with a lot of energy, but it's fine.

In fact, it would be much better if you could make a fire, make a fire, cook a hot meal, drink some hot water, and your body and bones will be warm. Then move the fire to the side and sleep in the place where the fire was lit, and it will be warm and comfortable all night.

However, for Dong Ce now, it is a bit dangerous to make a fire - at night, the fire can be clearly seen from afar, and it is almost impossible not to expose the traces.

Dong Ce patrolled around here, arranged the people on duty at night, and watched everyone fall asleep, and even some of the family members were asleep and snore, before he went back to his place and lay down wrapped in a blanket. Next to him was the tall jujube red horse, which was lying on its side, its big head rubbing affectionately on Dong Ce's neck, and its tail flicked again and again, knocking on Dong Ce's leg. Dong Ce's body moved, just relying on this old man, he only felt extremely peaceful in his heart, and soon fell asleep. PS: Horses often sleep not standing, but on their side or stomach.

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The night receded, and the first rays of morning light rose from the far east, and the sky was still blue and black, except for a little fish belly white.

That is, a little more than five o'clock in the afterlife.

The winter morning is a little cold.

As if sensing something, Fan Caibao's eyelids moved, and then opened them with difficulty, revealing a pair of blank and unfocused eyes. The eyes stared straight up for a long time, and then blinked, and then they had some lightness.

Fan Caibao rubbed his eyes and sat up with a yawn.

Although he had already sat up, he was still a little confused, holding the felt in his arms in a daze.

It was a small space, about six feet in circumference, and it was supposed to be in a small tent. The tent is not high, and if you stand up, you will hit your head, and you have to hunch your waist. It was very dim inside, almost like night. But in such a small space, there are six people crammed into it, and everyone is squeezed to sleep, but there is no need to be afraid of the cold.

The floor is covered with thick felt, which insulates the moisture, and the people on it are also covered with this thing, which is not bad for warmth. What matters is that with so many people crammed into such a small space, how much heat can be generated just by farting?

The tent was stinky, and I don't know if it was the smell of stinky farts, the smell of not bathing for a long time, or the smell of stinky feet, or both.

Although the smell in the tent was really bad, Fan Caibao was still reluctant to leave the warm bed. He was fighting again, and he wanted to lie down again.

But as if thinking of something, he straightened up sharply, took the padded jacket from the felt and put it on, and then touched the cotton shoes from his feet to tuck them in.

After walking for a day yesterday, I didn't know how much sweat I had, and my cotton shoes were already soaked. Fan Caibao opened his shoes before going to bed last night and hung them out, but now when he put his feet in, he was still sticky and cold. Fan Caibao scolded in a low voice, but he still put it on honestly.

He didn't have any shoes to change with him - in fact, Fan Caibao had just one pair of shoes at home - and he was now praying that the shoes would not break or come out of the thread.

If you show your toes, it's not a joke in this cold winter.

At the beginning, his third uncle was broken when he came back with the convoy, revealing two toes, but within a few days, he froze to rotten sores, and when he got home, these two toes could not be saved, and he became disabled. Fan Caibao woke up alone in this tent, and he didn't call anyone else, he tiptoed away the thick blanket and walked out. As soon as the felt was opened, a biting cold wind rushed in, Fan Caibao shivered, and secretly scolded: "Damn, it's been the New Year, why is it getting colder and colder?" ”

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