Drunkenly Resting Head Against Rivers and Mountains Chapter 755: Desert line

It was late at night and there was a hustle and bustle throughout the evening. The camp was completely quiet. The whine of the north wind was outside the account. Everyone except the necessary sentries curled up in the tent. M

Ma Qiao is really an edible rammed goods. The naturally thawed milk in the tent has not been completely melted. He chewed so much beef and mutton at night. At this time, he also held a jar of frozen milk and used a knife to layer one by one Scraped down, squeezed into the mouth, eating with relish.

This temporary tent is too small. One person sleeps in a small space. If you stretch into a large shape, you will touch the side of the tent, but there are not many tents. At least three people must sleep in a tent.

Gu Zhuting is a man dressed as a woman. No matter which tent she stays in, she ca n’t avoid being crowded with two stinky men. Among the many stinky men, it ’s probably Yang Fan that looks nice, so she is very Consciously squeezed into the same tent as Yang Fan and Ma Qiao.

Ma Qiao has been eating, and Yang Fan and Gu Zhuting are sitting cross-legged, looking uncomfortable and unable to speak.

The tent is particularly quiet. Except for the sobbing wind that passes into the tent, there is only the sound of Ma Qiao licking milk. "Ah, ah ..."

This sound seems to have a hypnotic effect after listening for a long time. Yang Fan and Gu Zhuting sit relatively close to each other. Their heads can directly reach the canopy. After sitting for a long while, Yang Fan ca n’t bear it. "

Gu Zhuting lay down immediately, with the back close to the tent.

Yang Fan suggested: "You ... it's better to sleep, it's colder on the side!"

Gu Zhuting was taken aback, quickly shook his head at him, and quickly glanced at Ma Qiao. To see that, she was not willing to be next to Ma Qiao.

Ma Qiao is endless, sticking out his tongue and licking the milk from the knife. Complacently said: "Then I'll lie in the middle!"

Ma Qiao put the lid of the milk jug and happily lay in the middle of the tent with a splash of milk in the corner of the mouth.

Yang Fan and Gu Zhuting glanced at each other, turned around and lay down.

Everyone wears very thick clothes, and they ca n’t be taken off in this tent, so it does n’t matter if they are next to each other, but the narrow space is not only dull, but also difficult to turn over, which is very uncomfortable. .

Yang Fan has just brewed a little drowsiness. Suddenly the gurgle of Ma Qiao rang in the tent, which was not small, and it was even more deafening in his ears. Yang Fan couldn't help but sigh: "I can't sleep anymore. I have to kick Elder Brother Qiao aside tomorrow anyway!"

Yang Fan was so shaken by Ma Qiao's snoring that he couldn't fall asleep, so he lay on his back slightly, thinking with his arms cranky.

"I do n’t usually scream? Men should scream, but unfortunately they ca n’t hear it. If I scream, it sounds like Elder Brother Qiao. How did Xiaoman sleep at first? Wake up in the morning and watch her Sleeping soundly, is it okay for a woman to listen to a man screaming? In that case, the old girl should be able to sleep. "

"Before this mission, the military station had already carried the news back to Luoyang, and the family should have known the news of my safety. Nianzu and Sirong were the fastest growing time. This came out in half a year, There will be a lot of changes when I go back, maybe I will call my father ... "

Yang Fan is confused. I thought a lot in this deserted tent. Suddenly, he would also think of Muheyue in another felt tent not far away. The two people happened such a scene simply because of an unexplainable misunderstanding, but Just because of this skin kiss. He couldn't miss her.

Now, seeing her husband love her so much. Seeing that she had a lovely child, and seeing that she had grown up to be a happy little woman, a thought that shouldn't be borne by him broke up ... the tent-filled snoring.

The grunt suddenly stopped, and Ma Qiao sat up suddenly.

Yang Fan raised his ears curiously, feeling that Ma Qiao sat for a moment, and suddenly moved to the side of the tent, and then pulled open the felt that overlapped on the triangular tent and drilled out.

Ma Qiao just went out, Yang Fan thought that the Gu Zhuting that had been asleep was like a kitten, and silently climbed in front of him, firmly said: "You sleep on my side, otherwise I can't sleep!" "

"It's so cold!"

The Ma Qiao shivered as soon as it went out. The wind blew on his face like a knife cutting. The desert night was so cold that people could n’t even stretch out one toe.

The vast Milky Way traverses the sky magnificently, and a little shimmer reveals in the silence, and the Ma Qiao stumbles to the distance through this weak light.

Ma Qiao got up at night, came back trot, wrapped in a cold air and drilled into the tent, smoked by the warm breath in the tent, first shivered, and then covered the tent with all his hands before groping. Go back to the bed.

As soon as he reached out, he felt a pair of big feet covered with felt tubes, and the middle position was already occupied by Yang Fan.

"Sleep is not honest!"

Ma Qiao mumbled and touched the side again to confirm that it was an empty seat. Then he crawled over and put a thick sheepskin jacket over his body. After a while, the sweet sleep made him snore again. .

Yang Fan breathed a sigh of relief, and then felt that the old girl who was sleeping beside her seemed to be relieved too.

As soon as the sky was bright and the drowsiness was deep, the camp was ready to go.

Yang Fan opened his eyes and saw that there was no Gu Zhuting around her, thinking she was earlier than herself. Even though he felt a little heavy on his body, he gently opened the wool blanket and saw that Gu Zhuting had already entered In his arms, his head was buried in the quilt, and he covered his ears with his fat sleeves. He slept peacefully, as if he was a chicken under the hen's wings.

The breakfast was very sloppy. The herdsmen did n’t even cook. They just burned some dirty hot water. Everyone chewed some dry food and dried meat with the hot water, and then began to dismantle tents, pack and install camels.

Gu Zhuting has been avoiding the eyes of Yang Fan, and it seems a bit embarrassed because of the morning thing. Yang Fan doesn't think it's so wrong, but for Gu Zhuting, who has matured physically and mentally but never had such an intimate move with men, the waves in his heart want to calm down, obviously it takes more time.

The team continued to march towards the vastness in the vast dawn. A thick and broad bright red in the east, burning half of the sky, set the wilderness against the bleakness.

After rushing for a few days, Yang Fan can no longer see the banner of the wicked tent, and then ca n’t see the family of Mu Si and Mu Heyue, and then stared at them every day. , The Great Witch of Kosten, who tried to kill them with his eyes, was no longer visible.

The team is longer. They stretched for dozens of years, but no one restrained or cared for these envoys from Wu Zhou and Qidan. They could not escape at all. Escape is to find their own way. This wilderness is the best guard of the Turks. This endless wilderness made their life difficult, but it was also equal to one of the most powerful troops that God had given them.

Even when they were the weakest, no powerful empire dared to say that they could truly conquer them living on the desert grassland. Their wars are still frequent and far greater than that of the Central Plains, mostly due to civil wars that fought over limited water sources and grasslands.

The firewood and ice and snow stored at the start have been used up, and now they burn horse dung and sheep dung every day. Drinking the thin snow that was scraped from the Gobi, not only the gravel, but occasionally cow dung. However, if you do n’t drink it, you ca n’t survive, and Yang Fan ca n’t avoid vulgarity. Although the ancient girl is a female stream, she probably experienced far more difficult conditions than Yang Fan in these years, and he had adapted earlier.

A bath is certainly impossible. No need to mention shampooing, Yang Fan, Ma Qiao, Gu Zhuting and other people's hair is messy, a line of filth is dirty, the greasy stains on the leather robe are full of sheep's smell, how to spend the appearance under such conditions The woman in her arms could not have any enticing thoughts.

Now. Yang Fan has adapted to the grunt of Ma Qiao, and Gu Zhuting is also used to sleeping in the arms of Yang Fan and sticking to his chest to keep warm. Then put his sleeve on his ear to escape the snoring of Ma Qiao ...

The winter and the barrenness of the land are far longer than in the Central Plains. These herdsmen adhere to the laws of nature and migrate year after year. On average, they have to move once every half a month.

This time, they walked for twelve days. Came to a new home.

The new home is a winter pasture with yellow sand. The snow is white, and the concave ground between a dune that is going to be used for camping is dark. It was formed by the accumulation of cow dung and sheep dung in previous years, and the camp is located here.

The excrement will be the fuel used by the herdsmen during their stay here, and it is also the building material they use to pile up the walls to resist the wind and cold in this sand field with neither trees nor soil or stones "Geothermal" where animals can be heated. In this cold place, it is a magical object that continuously emits heat without the need for fire.

Khmer Khan took them to live in a sheep dung heap.

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"It took us twelve days to migrate!"

When the Turks were busy constructing the camp where they were going to stay for at least half a month, Yang Fan and Ma Qiao and Gu Zhuting walked slowly to a dune, turned away from the busy, in front of them, there was nothing in the world.

"Gang Boom Boom!"

The teeth are good and the appetite is good. Ma Qiao bites a piece of glazed flesh and spit out a bunch of white gas.

Yang Fan said: "This is the silent tribe of tribes. Where do the other tribes go? We do n’t know. The secret tribe is migrating to the east. There should be more than one winter pasture, and the best pasture should be In the south, east ... It seems that he is ready to send troops. "

Ma Qiao "Ga Boom Boom" said: "It is not a fake to send troops, but it is to help the Khitan people or help us, it is not easy to say now."

Yang Fan nodded and said: "Yes! Mum must have asked the Khitan people, some of them are unsure, so they sent someone to Hebei to investigate the situation."

Gu Zhuting is worried about authenticity: "Is the arrangement over there no problem?"

Yang Fan smiled and said: "The Khitan people are running around. Although the momentum is strong, Hebei is still under the control of Imperial Court. Even we can't grasp their exact whereabouts. What can the Turkic scouts find? Without rushing to make a decision, I knew that we were more confident in our success. "

Gu Zhuting said: "Can't we do something now?"

Yang Fan said: "What can I do? I can only wait! Maybe ... wait for the silence ~ IndoMTL.com ~ I should go to see him, express dissatisfaction, and ask him to send us back!"

Gu Zhuting will smile heartily: "Good idea! Doing this is in line with the performance of a person who has already prevailed!"

Ma Qiao suddenly reached out with a finger and said, "Look! There is a piece of snow in that shady place, and it looks quite thick."

Gu Zhuting gave him a white glance: "What's the fuss about this?"

Ma Qiao gave her a strange look and said, "Aren't you always complaining about not being able to take a bath? A little later, the snow was scraped away by the shepherd!"

The Gu Zhuting made a strange cry and finally remembered how embarrassed she looked at the moment. She immediately ran back and said: "Shovel, bag!" Yang Fan and Ma Qiao laughed behind her ...

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