Volume 4 Wants to Compare West Lake to Xizi Chapter 359 The wind and sand are so big
Gobi is a Mongolian language that means the land of official grass and trees. Wang Xian and the others marched on this land of no vegetation, the eyes were empty, the vast, the clouds and mountains were far away, the desert was vast, and it looked vast and magnificent.
But walking on the top with a down-to-earth foot will only feel helpless and hopeless. The long yellow sand and gravel have been spread out of the sky, with no end in sight. There is no water source, not a single bit of greenery. There were no birds in the sky, no beasts on the earth, not even a sign of life. Walking on the Gobi is more desolate than the desert, dry and desolate, as if walking at the end of life. If you are alone, I am afraid that you will be destroyed psychologically first.
The benefits of teamwork are many, and helping and encouraging each other will give people the courage to overcome difficulties and overcome nature. Of course, the premise is to obey orders and listen to commands...... Listen to Wang Xian's command.
On Wang Xian's shoulders, there are the lives and deaths of these two thousand five hundred people, but his eyes are also black, if he doesn't have a compass in his hand to distinguish between east, west, north and south, he will definitely get lost with the team.
The sand and gravel under their feet were hot and unscrupulous, and the air they breathed in was scorching, and the team was silent, because it was necessary to conserve their strength, and no one spoke again. In order to avoid direct sunlight, they covered their heads with robes, leaving only their eyes and nostrils outside, but they were still sweating profusely.
But water is not to drink indiscriminately, the experience of the previous life told Wang Xian, gulping water, will make a lot of water into urine, resulting in a great waste, the correct way is to take small sips, until the mouth is all moist, and then swallow slowly. And it's not that you can drink it if you want to, and you are not allowed to drink water without permission until the hour or distance, otherwise military law will be engaged.
After Wang Xian really cut off the head of a brother who was secretly drinking water because of his thirst, everyone was awe-inspired, let his lips crack, let the fire burn, and did not dare to touch the water in the water bladder without permission.
After burying that brother, Wang Xian wiped away his tears, his eyes swept over everyone coldly, and hissed: "If you really can't help it, you can drink your own urine, I don't care how much you drink this"
Everyone felt that he was talking angrily, and it wasn't until they saw that Wang Xian really had to drink his own urine that they realized that what he said was true. "Nine out of ten percent of urine is water, which can be used to replenish water, and it's a pity to waste it."
Everyone never thought that they would drink their own urine one day, but after Wang Xian's personal demonstration, they opened the door to their defense, and when they were extremely thirsty and didn't have time to drink water, they really drank their own urine. Although the taste is a little rushed, it really quenches your thirst, and everyone drinks it, and there is no psychological barrier. It's a pity that I drink less water and urine less......
Women are not so blessed, they are more ashamed than men, and it is not convenient for them to pee...... Fortunately, women's endurance is naturally stronger than that of men, and they can endure it.
Wang Xian forced himself to be cold, in fact, this war trip has tempered him very coldly, but if he wants to lead the crowd to create the miracle of life and get out of this big Gobi, he must be more ruthless, and the order is forbidden and never negotiable.
Few people can realize that there are deep feelings hidden behind his desperation, if it is not for his love for them, why would he bother? Strong, Tu Guangwu Town is. Anyway, it wasn't him who paid the sacrifice, he could definitely break through the Tatar defenses.
Wang Xian can't explain, and he can't explain, because his own condition is terrible. Before the illness was cured, he embarked on the extremely cruel Gobi trek, he obviously felt that he was weak and his steps were vain, but he couldn't be the leader, otherwise who would lead the long human dragon behind him out of this Gobi?
He gritted his teeth and walked ahead. Every rìli, the procession hurried in the morning when the sky was bright, and after three poles were mounted, they camped and rested, marching for no more than two hours a day, and marching no more than forty miles a day. Unless it's a yīn day, you will walk a little more.
This is to avoid excessive consumption caused by heat stroke and heat, and walking in the Gobi under the scorching mountains for an hour will ensure that even the strongest person will suffer from heat stroke. Even if the head is west in the afternoon, the whole Gobi is still steaming, and walking on it will still consume a lot of physical strength, and it is easy to get tired and thirsty.
At night, the temperature on the Gobi Desert plummeted, but it was too cold, and the march would freeze and get sick again. Therefore, Wang Xiansuo asked the soldiers to concentrate on walking for two hours a day, and sleep in the tent the rest of the time, which can not only reduce consumption but also restore physical strength, which is actually longer than overdrafting.
But under such extremely strict requirements, the two most fatal indicators, the water storage capacity and the mileage of the march, still exceeded Wang Xian's expectations.
The amount of water stored was much less than expected, and afterwards Wang Xian reflected on himself because he had forgotten the evaporation factor, the damn Gobi was too hot, and the water bladder sewn by the horseskin was not too sealed, and a large amount of water evaporated along the gap at the top of the water bladder.
And the mileage of the march was slower than expected, which was because he forgot to take into account the wind and sand...... The wind in Mobei is very frequent, and it becomes a sandstorm on the Gobi, and the yellow dragon rolls into the sky, flying sand and rocks, if there is no tent to cover it, it really can't survive, let alone march against the wind. Sometimes the wind blows for a day, and of course it delays.
On this day, when they camped, they set up tents and went in to escape the heat and drink water. Wang Xian also lay down in the tent, only drank some water, but did not eat, and fell asleep. But the pain like pins and needles all over his body made him unable to sleep soundly. Tossing and turning until his head sank to the west, and the Gobi turned cold, he got up again and inspected the preparation of dinner...... The team had two meals, equally strictly controlled, one before the departure in the morning, and now another, each time with a small bowl of victory noodles and a piece of horse meat.
Horse meat, people eat too much, it will make a stomach. However, herdsmen have experience in eating horse meat, and when they cook it, they will use pure blood water to make it into horse meat, so the problem will not be very big. But that's for people who are in good health, Wang Xian's body is weak for a while, and he has a stomachache after eating horse meat, but it is not enough to eat grains, in order to supplement enough vitamins and inorganic salts, he can't help but eat, fortunately, he doesn't have diarrhea...... 'the meat rots in the pot,, Wang Xian comforted himself like this.
After checking the grain, grass and water, Wang Xian sat on the still hot sand and gravel, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and said, "The problem is very serious......
"The food is barely enough, mainly because of the lack of water, so we can only hold on for five days......," Wu Wei sighed: "Although we brought as much water as possible, we had to supply 2,500 people, which was too much consumption." β
"No, you have to continue to kill horses," Wang Xian's throat was like a fire, his ears were buzzing, and he said slowly: "First make sure that people drink water, and don't let livestock and people grab water." β
"Even if all the horses were slaughtered, it wouldn't last five more days." Wu Wei licked Yu Crack's lips and said, "You must replenish the water, otherwise there will be a big problem." β
"God doesn't rain," Wang Xian said helplessly: "I can't find a single spring, and it's hard for a good woman to have no rice porridge." β
"My lord, how long do you have to stay up?" Xu Huaiqing's eyes were sunken, his skin was cracked, and he leaned over and said.
"So far, we're almost halfway there." Wang Xian's forehead was hot, and when he wiped it with his sleeve, he didn't see beads of sweat: "There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, I don't believe that I can't touch a spring along the way" He didn't understand, why did he come across a few springs every few days in the Hanhai Corridor, how could he not touch a water source when he crossed the Great Gobi from a hundred miles away?
As everyone knows, the experience of the ancients was tempered by life and time. The Hanhai Corridor they discovered was actually because there were river veins underground. There are no veins of water in the ground elsewhere, so where can I go up to find springs?
"The subordinates will bring people to find water." Xu Huaiqing swallowed hard and foamed, only to feel a pain in his throat, which was a symptom of lack of water.
"Brother Xu, don't worry," Wang Xian shook his head and said, "It will be dark soon, black as a needle in the bottom of the sea, and the physical strength of the soldiers will be wasted." β
"My lord, you should also rest and rest first, there is a shortage of medicine in this big Gobi," Xu Huaiqing said with red circles in his eyes: "Your illness is getting worse day by day." β
"It's not a problem with medicine," Wu Wei listened, and said with a face full of shame: "Adults are now suffering from fever, they need to drink more water, they need to recuperate from the heat, and they need to work less ...... three points."
"I'll rub it, let you say it, Lao Tzu seems to have a terminal illness, don't make a fuss" Wang Xian's voice became hoarse, like two pieces of metal rubbing, he stood up strongly, and when he turned around, he saw Bao Yin standing there with red eyes.
At this time, the sun is setting in the west, the Gobi is setting, the distant horizon is flashing with golden light, and the Great Gobi shows its rare gentle side...... Or maybe it's because of the heart-wrenching tears of this peerless beauty that people feel that the Gobi has also become softer?
Wang Xian suddenly had a long-remembered song in his mind, as if he sang it like this:
The sea of fruit is dry, and there is still a tear.
That's also for you, a thousand reincarnations.
Suddenly looking back, I cut the constant stumbling blocks.
All your pride can only fly in the painting.
Under the fall of the desert, who is the person who blows the flute.
Quicksand and quicksand are flying all over the sky, who is haggard for you? ,
The tear that saw Baoyin was blown into the air by the wind, and it fell into his heart at the earliest. At that moment, Wang Xian's heart finally softened. For a long time, he opened a smile to Baoyin that had never bloomed, it was a smile without any calculation, sincere as pure as the sand of the Gobi.
He whispered, "I'm fine, don't worry. β
This hoarse and ugly voice was like heaven for Bao Yin, melting the snow-capped mountains in her heart and blowing her desert green, Bao Yin ran two steps, threw herself into his arms, hugged his waist tightly, buried her head in his arms, and let the tears flow out.
Wu Wei and Xu Huaiqing stood far away, watching the sunset pull the shadows of the two together, and finally converged into one. Lao Xu wiped the corners of his eyes and said: "I'll rub it, the wind and sand are so ......"