Chapter 562

"Tu lunchuan!"

Soon, Princess Guanghua came the accurate news. A floating empress came the news that Fu Yun had taken the lead in leading 3000 cavalry to flee to Tulun river.

Merton looked at the simple map in front of him with a dignified face. There was only a bare point on it, an oasis in the Tarim desert. Merton believed that the map was 100% inaccurate.

"Princess Guanghua won't lie to us. Let us enter the vast desert and die on purpose!" Cheng Yaojin winced as he looked at TU lunchuan's position.

Eight hundred miles of the vast sea, deserted, no supplies, no water, only the yellow sand everywhere. Once you enter the desert, if you lose it, you will be doomed.

Merton shook his head and said, "the news should not be false. Now I hope we can find Fu Yun. I'm afraid it's Princess Guanghua."

If Fu Yun is allowed to escape from heaven, I'm afraid the position of Murong Shun's Khan will never be stable. Only when Fu Yun dies or is caught in Chang'an City, Murong Shun will have a chance to become a real Tuyuhun Khan.

Cheng Yaojin nodded and hesitated. Tianda's credit is in front of him, but the risk is also great. This is not the desert edge of Qaidam Basin, but deep into Tarim desert.

Chase or not!

Cheng Yaojin was caught in a tangle. At this stage of the war, the 3000 cavalry of Fu Yun could not affect the overall situation. Even if he returned to the dynasty, the whole army was a great achievement.

But it's a great honor to be able to surrender and return. Of course, the profit from chasing is great, but in the face of the vast desert, even if his nerve is as thick as Cheng Yaojin, he can't help but be afraid.

Once you step into the vast desert, I'm afraid it's unknown whether you can return. I'm afraid even if you have great military achievements, you can only take advantage of Chumo, an unfilial son.

"Mo boy, what do you say?" Cheng Yaojin touched Merton nearby and asked.

Merton turned a blind eye and said, "you are a forward general. You has the final say. Your old man orders to cross the eight hundred mile sea, and the boy will accompany him."

Cheng Yaojin said angrily, "it's a vast sea of eight hundred miles. Even the local people are afraid of it. We're not familiar with the place. Once there's a deviation in the pursuit direction, we can't catch it. If we fall into the vast desert, I'm afraid we'll lose the whole army!

There is no precise navigation at this time. Once there is a deviation in the direction, looking for an oasis in the vast desert is like looking for a needle in a haystack. Once the army does not accurately reach its destination, it will be lost in the vast desert. I'm afraid the whole army will be destroyed and no one knows.

Merton said in his heart, "if Uncle Cheng just wants to determine the direction, it's easy to do!"

"Seriously!" Cheng Yaojin looked at Merton suspiciously and said, "don't fool me with looking at the sun or the Big Dipper. I know more than you. Once the wind and sand rise, it will blow for several days, and block out the sun. What people see is only five steps. Once we get lost and run out of water, we will have no choice but to die."

Merton Lang said in a loud voice, "how can the boy teach others in front of Uncle Cheng with the method of pediatrics? The boy's method can clearly and accurately confirm the direction even in the dark wind and sand."

Merton said, took out a round box with a big palm from his arms and handed it to Cheng Yaojin.

"What is this?"

When Cheng Yaojin opened it, he saw a long pointer in the middle of the round box. There were four directions in the East and northwest around the pointer. Above the pointer, the unique glass of Mohism was covered above, which was particularly exquisite.

Merton said proudly, "this is the compass! As long as we hold this sharp weapon, not to mention the desert, but the vast sea, we can come and go freely."

What Merton took out was the famous compass of later generations. The compass was very famous, but it was quite simple to make. I'm afraid the most difficult thing was to make the magnetic needle. The Mohist village gathered skilled craftsmen to make a finished product.

"Compass?"

Cheng Yaojin took the compass in his hand and played it carefully for a few times. He suddenly found the beauty of the compass. No matter where he went and how to shake the round box, the arrow under the glass always pointed to the south.

Cheng Yaojin's heart moved. The reason why he lost his way in the desert was because they were all vast Yellow sand and had no reference at all. However, with the compass, the South had been determined. Isn't it clear at a glance from the east to the north.

"It's amazing!" Cheng Yaojin exclaimed. Once he had it, the Tang army would immediately have the capital to cross the desert.

Merton said with a smile, "Uncle Cheng doesn't have to worry about chasing the wrong direction this time!"

Cheng Yaojin laughed and said, "ha ha, Fu Yun, this time, where else do you want to escape?"

With Cheng Yaojin's order, soon 3000 left leading guards and cavalry gathered and were ready to set out.

"Uncle Cheng is going to chase Fu Yun like this." Merton rode the Jue Ying with the firearm officers and men and rode to the road.

Cheng Yaojin didn't understand: "what's wrong? These are my elite soldiers. It's more than enough to chase down the lost dog Fu Yun."

Morton shook his head and said, "the soldiers of the Tang army are naturally invincible, but in the desert, no matter how brave the soldiers are, they will die of thirst. Uncle Cheng, why don't you ride three people like a boy and bring enough water and food."

"One man, three riders!" Cheng Yaojin looked at the configuration of the firearm monitor and was stunned. Each of the officers and men in the firearm monitor was three riders.

Three riders per person is the most luxurious ration for cavalry. If a cavalry rides three riders per person, he will come freely at any time. No cavalry can catch up with it at all.

However, Merton rode three people at the moment, not for a long-distance attack, but to carry enough water and food. All the horses carried slow water bags on their backs.

Cheng Yaojin looked at Merton sarcastically and said: "Mo boy, I admit you have some bad ideas, but I'm an expert in the army when it comes to the marching war. Looking at your compass, I'll give you some advice. In the desert, there is no water supply at all. Although one person riding three horses can carry more water, the water and food consumed by a horse are several times that of a man. The consumption alone is enough to drag you down, let alone It's hard to say whether we can get to Tulun River after Fu Yun. "

Merton listened and said with a smile, "Uncle Cheng said very well. It's really an old way, but the boy didn't say to bring all these horses back. The war horse that the cavalry really needs is just one."

Cheng Yaojin's eyes suddenly flashed, and he couldn't believe looking at the firearm supervisor's three riders.

According to Merton, in order to reduce the loss of water, the fire monitor will directly kill horses to reduce the loss. It is even possible that only one of the three horses can come back.

There are only a few firearm supervisors, but they have lost dozens of horses, and the 3000 cavalry led by Cheng Yaojin. If according to Merton's suggestion, one person with three horses, that is 9000 horses, it is likely that 6000 horses will be buried in the vast desert.

Needless to say, the value of a war horse is not cheap. Even in Qinghai, horses are not worth money. Rao is so. The value of 6000 war horses is at least more than 100000.

According to Merton's meaning, the six thousand war horses worth more than ten thousand yuan should be discarded into the vast desert.

"Black sheep!"

After everyone heard it, they could not help but emerge the nickname of Merton's famous Tang Dynasty. This time, the defeat of the Mohist school was not a small number, but worth more than ten thousand!