My country is dead again [Rebirth]

"Shen Ci!" Xie Ruzhuo couldn't see clearly, and he couldn't hear anything except the wind and the neighing of the horse, he didn't care to open his mouth, his mouth was filled with dust, and he shouted, "Shen Ci! Where are you! Did you hear me!"

The soldiers behind him also began to call "General Shen" after him. They walked all the way to the south bank of Dingyang Haizi based on their feelings, and kept looking for people against the increasing dust. Rolling sand and dust, and they are lost here.

After an unknown amount of time, he moved his ears and said pleasantly, "Your Majesty! There seems to be battle sounds ahead!"

Xie Ruzhuo also heard it, and shouted: "Shen Ci! General Shen! Are you there!"

No one responded for half a stick of incense, but the sound of swords, guns, swords and halberds rubbing against each other became more and more clear. Xie Ruzhuo did not give up and shouted a few more times, until the sound of horseshoes approached, and a warm hand Huang Shazhong grabbed his arm accurately, and Shen Ci's familiar voice came: "Who told your Majesty to come down! Take someone back quickly!"

"You come back with me too!" Xie Ruzhuo held him tightly, fearing that if he let go, no one would be found in the yellow sand all over the sky again, "I'm here to look for you! Go away!"

"Most of the Beidi people have withdrawn, but there is still a cavalry who is biting us. There are about 6000 to [-] people." Shen Ci patted him reassuringly, "It's okay, you go first, I will take the rear and go back together."

Hearing what he said, Xie Ruzhuo calmed down a little, and his hanging heart fell back. The situation was critical, and he trusted Shen Ci's decision, and he didn't want to cause trouble under such a situation, so he agreed.

However, just as Shen Ci was about to order a retreat, a swirling gust of wind blew up on the flat ground, several times stronger than the previous wind. It swept across the lake not far away and rolled over. The strong wind seemed to directly lift up a layer of yellow on the ground. The sand and gravel whirled in the air along with the whirling wind, forming a huge yellow vortex.

It was already difficult for a person to sit still on a horse, as if he was going to be swept away by the strong wind, Xie Ruzhuo felt a pain in his lower eyelid, and he was sure that a sharp stone had cut a bloodstain on it, and his voice of struggling was drowned out Amidst the howling of the gust of wind, Shen Ci's voice was also indistinct, and it took a long time to discern the approximate direction.

Shen Ci didn't know how he came to him at such a fast speed, one hand held his rein, he quickly grabbed Shen Ci's dusty hand, Shen Ci seemed to speak softly "Don't be afraid, I'm here", and then quickly jumped onto his horse, hugging him into his arms.

It took only a few blinks from the moment the sandstorm protruded to touch Shen Ci's chest, but he already felt that he had circled back from the gate of hell. With lingering fear, his hands trembled slightly, and he hugged Shen Ci tightly, thinking Even if he died here today, he would still be with Shen Ci. He was also glad that he left the city impulsively. If he hadn't come, would Shen Ci never come back like in his previous life...

He didn't dare to think about it anymore, so he could only hug Shen Ci more tightly, wishing to lock the two of them together.

Shen Ci's waist was aching from being hooped by Xie Ruzhuo, but he knew that Xie Ruzhuo must have been terrified in front of him, fearing that he would never see him again, so he didn't care about the tighter and tighter hands, under the yellow swirl Trying to hold on to the reins, he listened carefully to the movement mixed with the sound of the wind.

Many soldiers of the three battalions may have seen Huang Wutian, but they have never experienced such a violent sandstorm. In this sudden sandstorm, they panicked instantly, sprinting left and right, completely unable to distinguish the direction, and did not know where to go Walk.

But Beidi people obviously have rich experience in dealing with sandstorms. Shen Ci could hear the different hoofbeats of Beidi's unique pony from the subtle movements, cleverly avoiding the direction of the wind, and going around behind them bit by bit.

"Don't run forward! Go west!" Shen Ci shouted, "Everyone go west! Withdraw quickly!"

As soon as the voice fell, Shen Ci's pupils shrank, and he drew his knife and quickly knocked out two arrows that were dangerously passing by his side. Intuition has a sense.

In the next moment, the rain of arrows flew rapidly in the strong wind and yellow sand. The Beidi people knew their general position, and they might not be able to see them clearly, but it was enough for them to find a suitable place to shoot arrows at them.

Shen Cihui hugged Xie Ruzhuo and leaned over on the horse's back, protecting Xie Ruzhuo under his body. He couldn't count how many arrows flew over his head, side, and neck, and one arrow even scratched his ear , he stretched out his hand to touch it, but fortunately the wound was very shallow, and there were only a few bloodstains on his fingers.

The soldiers of the three battalions were as scattered as the yellow sand in the air. They only cared about avoiding the rain of arrows, but they couldn't tell the difference between the east, the south, the north, and the north. They could hear the chaotic and noisy sound of horseshoes and shouts, suddenly approaching and then far away.

Xie Ruzhuo was having difficulty breathing in the small darkness, so he tentatively called "Shen Ci", and what responded to him was a long hiss of a steed, and the horse they were riding galloped vigorously, rushing out of the whirlpool.

"Don't be afraid, I will take you out." Shen Ci put his lips against his ear and said softly, "I won't let you have trouble."

Xie Ruzhuo choked up for no reason, and said loudly: "You can't be bothered!"

"Okay." Shen Ci smiled, "We'll all be fine."

The yellow vortex swept across the vast desert. Xie Ruzhuo felt that they ran for a long time, the dangerous arrows disappeared, the sound of horseshoes faded, and gradually, only the whistling wind was left.

He doesn't know what direction this is, and he can't remember how time has passed. The cut lower eyelid is stained with thick and sticky blood. Gasp in pain.

When the surrounding wind and sand became quieter and the road could be seen clearly, the horse they were riding had already fallen to the ground foaming at the mouth, Shen Ci hugged him down, both of them were dirty Yes, there are yellow sand and mud everywhere on the clothes, skin, and hair.

Shen Ci also managed to see things clearly. When he looked down, he was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder were splitting. Xie Ruzhuo had a winding bloodstain on the left face, extending from the position of the eyes. He checked the wound with trembling hands and found that it was There was a cut on the eyelid, but it didn't affect the inside of the eye, and he was slightly relieved. His hands were too dirty, and he didn't dare to touch the wound again, so he could only ask softly, "Does it hurt?"

"A little bit." Xie Ruzhuo's voice was hoarse, "Don't worry, go back to the city first."

Shen Ci raised his head and looked around, and there was nothing but yellow sand. Although he didn't want to admit it, he still told the truth: "I'm not familiar with this area, and I don't know where it is."

Xie Ruzhuo was dizzy for a moment, and said with a trembling voice: "Then why are you running so fast ahead, I thought you knew the way!"

"The people of Beidi are familiar with the terrain of the desert and such sandstorms. We have no experience. They were fighting back at the time. The situation was dangerous. Our people were in a mess, and I was powerless to organize the army, so I had to take you away first." Shen Ci explained, "Who knows how long the sandstorm will last, you can't stay in that kind of weather for a long time, you must get out of danger first."

That's what he said, but Xie Ruzhuo still couldn't accept that he became an emperor lost in the desert, together with his general.

"So, where are we going now?" Xie Ruzhuo swallowed a mouthful of saliva after not drinking water for a long time, "Do you have a general direction?"

Shen Ci judged the direction of the wind, had a rough idea in his mind, nodded and said, "Try to walk southeast."

Xie Ruzhuo touched the small wound on Shen Ci's ear, Shen Ci said "it's okay", and took off the outermost armor with him to reduce the weight of the body, wearing only a jacket on the body, holding him to look around Go southeast in the boundless desert.

There was not much water left in the water bag, so Shen Ci gave it to Xie Ruzhuo. Even so, Xie Ruzhuo was getting weaker and weaker. The weather was extremely dry. Every step he took seemed to consume the water accumulated in his body. After all, he was not as good as Shen Ci. The physical strength was good, but the wound on the eyelid kept being filled with wind and sand, which became worse and worse, and finally his legs gave way and he fell to the ground.

"Qingqi..." Shen Ci's voice was also hoarse due to lack of water, and he held Xie Ruzhuo's pale face in distress, "Don't be afraid, I will carry you."

Xie Ruzhuo's eyelids were heavy, he couldn't speak, his left eye could hardly be opened, he vaguely felt Shen Ci lifting him on his back, and continued to walk in the endless wind and sand.

His eyes gradually became dark, and he lay on Shen Ci's back as if he had slept for a long time. When he opened his eyes again, he was already leaning on a big rock. Due to the wind and sand, the rock here was shaped like a mushroom. "Under the canopy" can shelter from wind and sand.

The color of the sky became slightly clearer, and it could be discerned that it should be early morning. Only then did Xie Ruzhuo realize that he had been unconscious for several hours, and had already spent the night with Shen Ci in this desert.

Xie Ruzhuo could feel that he had a fever, his whole body was extremely hot, and his throat was so dry that it was about to smoke, and the lack of water made it worse.

His eyelid seemed to be swollen, and his left eye was becoming more and more difficult to open. He remembered that he had read an ancient punishment in a book. Sand was stuffed into the broken wound of the victim, and then the wound was stitched up. The sand was soaked in the wound. In the open skin and flesh, after a few days, the victim would feel worse than death. He felt that he was being punished like this now. The wound was like being sprinkled with salt. The lack of water and fatigue made his condition worse. In his previous life He died once, and now he feels the emptiness before dying again.

There was no strength in his body, and he couldn't keep his eyelids open for a long time. He chose to close them. His weak breath was burning hot. When he was about to pass out again, there was a wet and hot touch on his lips. Immediately afterwards, the smell of blood Filling his lips and teeth, the warm blood flow moistened his dry throat, his lips touched the slightly rough skin, he rubbed subconsciously, and the source of the blood flow was closer to him, catering to his dry skin. Thirsty and instinctive sucking action.

It took him a while to regain his thoughts in the dying state. He didn't care about the tearing of the eyelid wound, and opened his eyes suddenly. Sure enough, he saw his lips pressed against Shen Ci's wrist, and the gurgling blood was flowing from his wrist. outflow from the wound.

He held Shen Ci's hand with all his strength, stopped the blood from continuing to feed into his mouth, and said intermittently: "You, don't do this... Hurry up, bandage it... Don't lose blood..."

"I'm fine, it's just a little blood." Shen Ci's face was also extremely pale, and his lips were so chapped that blood oozes, but the situation is indeed much better than him, or maybe Shen Ci didn't show his weakness in front of him, and put his wrist back together. Reaching out to his mouth, "Hey, drink a little more, or you won't be able to hold on."

Xie Ruzhuo refused to touch Shen Ci's blood, and simply hugged his knees and curled himself up.

The author has something to say: I’m afraid some cuties are worried, let me tell you, Xiao Xie won’t be disfigured hahahahahahahaha, I’m a real mother, Xiao Shen was not disfigured when he was whipped on the face before hahahahahahaha, My cub's head can be broken and bled, and his beauty can't be lost! (No, the head cannot be broken) Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution during 2021-05-2617 30:24:2021~05-2717-45 59:[-]:[-]~

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