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The sound of horses' hooves, shouts, and the vibration of bowstrings instantly ripped through the deathly silence!

Arrows rained down from the sandbars on both sides like locusts!

It was extremely powerful, accompanied by a piercing shriek!

"Enemy attack! Form a circular formation!"

Lin Feng roared loudly.

His long sword was already drawn, dancing like a curtain of light, deflecting the incoming arrows with a clang.

The well-trained Shuofeng cavalry instantly contracted, with those on the outer perimeter raising their shields, those in the middle drawing their bows and nocking their arrows to return fire, and those in the inner circle raising their spears like a forest, instantly forming a solid, mobile circular formation.

"It's Sand Fox! Judging by their attire, there are at least three hundred riders!"

Han Tao swung his sword to deflect the arrows and shouted hoarsely.

The attacking bandits all wore yellow turbans and ran around the circle, shooting arrows in an attempt to find an opening.

"We can't just sit back and take a beating!"

A cold glint flashed in Lin Feng's eyes, "Lei Bao!"

"Your subordinate is here!" Lei Bao had been shouting anxiously, and his eyes lit up when he heard this.

"Take your two hundred cavalry and charge out through that gap in the northeast corner. Disrupt them and then return!"

"Understood!" Lei Bao roared.

"Men, charge with me! Smash these cowardly rats hiding in the shadows!"

With his double hammers raised, he led two hundred cavalrymen like tigers released from their cages, charging fiercely towards a relatively weak point in the northeast corner of the Sand Fox cavalry.

The bandits in the northeast corner panicked, and their arrows went completely astray.

Lei Bao took the lead, swinging his iron-clad oil-sweeping hammer. It was truly a case of "one who touches him is dead, one who is hits him is dead." In an instant, he smashed more than ten bandits, along with their horses, to the ground, and forcefully broke through the gap.

"Yan Qing!" Lin Feng shouted again.

"exist!"

"Take your 150 skilled archers and concentrate your arrows to cover the archers behind that sand dune in the northwest corner!"

"Just you wait and see!"

Yan Qing smirked, raised his hand, and fired an arrow. A sand fox archer who was drawing his bow behind the sand ridge fell to the ground.

The horse archers behind him drew their bows, immediately suppressing the rain of arrows from that side.

"Han Tao, follow me through the middle, let's counter-charge!"

Seeing that the time was right, Lin Feng pointed his long sword at the densest concentration of Sand Fox cavalry directly ahead.

"kill!"

The circular formation suddenly opened up, with Lin Feng taking the lead and Han Tao leading the main force closely behind, like a red-hot dagger stabbing fiercely into the waist and abdomen of the Sand Fox cavalry!

The Sand Fox cavalry formation immediately became somewhat scattered.

"Don't panic! Surround them! Kill that official!"

A ruthless bandit leader, seemingly from the Sand Fox Clan, brandished a scimitar and roared.

Lin Feng's gaze instantly locked onto this person.

He spurred his horse, and the black steed, seemingly possessed by nature, let out a long neigh and suddenly burst out from the chaotic battle, charging straight at the leader!

"Protect the leader!" Several Sand Fox cavalrymen shouted and rushed forward to stop him.

Lin Feng's blade flashed like snow, and with a single move, "Sweeping Through a Thousand Armies," blood splattered where the blade passed, and two Sand Fox cavalrymen fell to the ground with screams.

The third Sand Fox cavalryman's scimitar was already slashing at his face, but Lin Feng neither dodged nor avoided it. Instead, he suddenly reached out with his left hand, grabbed the opponent's wrist holding the sword, and twisted it with force!

"Crack!" A tooth-grinding sound of bone breaking echoed as the sand fox howled in agony, released its grip, and dropped its curved blade to the ground.

Lin Feng seized the opportunity to pull him off the horse, kicked him away, and sent him crashing into another sand fox that was charging towards him.

In a flash, he had reached the leader.

A look of horror flashed in the leader's eyes, and he swung his knife to strike. Lin Feng parried with his longsword, the impact numbing the opponent's arm, and then his blade slashed upwards with lightning speed!

"puff!"

A head wearing a wolfskin hat flew into the air, spraying blood more than ten feet high.

The headless corpse swayed on the horse's back and then collapsed into the dust.

"The leader is dead!"

"Run!"

With their commander dead, the Sand Fox cavalry were thrown into chaos and scattered in all directions.

Lei Bao and Yan Qing led their troops in pursuit, and killed dozens more.

However, it only takes the time it takes for two incense sticks to burn.

Sand Fox abandoned nearly a hundred corpses and fled in disarray into the depths of the vast Gobi Desert. The Shuofeng Army also suffered more than thirty casualties.

"Clean up the battlefield, treat the wounded, and inventory the spoils!"

Lin Feng walked up to a captured Sand Fox leader, squatted down, and pressed the tip of his knife against the man's throat: "Speak, who sent you? Where is your hideout?"

The leader's face was covered in blood, his eyes were fierce, and he mumbled a string of gibberish.

"He said they were under the command of Lord 'Scorpion,' and that 'Fox King' had ordered that Han Chinese troops not be allowed to cross the Bitter Water Well," the scout who understood the Hu language translated.

"How did you know we were coming?" Lin Feng pressed.

"He said it was... a message from the 'divine messenger,' saying that Shuofeng City would send troops..."

"A divine messenger?" Lin Feng's eyes narrowed.

"What kind of divine messenger? Is he from the Central Plains? He only has four fingers on his right hand?"

When the leader heard "four fingers," his pupils contracted sharply, revealing a look of fear.

He gritted his teeth, twisted his neck sharply, and deliberately rammed into Lin Feng's knife tip!

The blade severed his throat; he groaned a few times before dying.

Lin Feng slowly stood up, his face grim.

"The messenger of the gods... the four-fingered man..."

Sure enough, they have spies in the imperial court or within Shuofeng City!

"General, what's the next step?" Han Tao asked.

"This is not a place to stay for long." Lin Feng looked at the dusky sky in the west.

"We must travel through the night and reach Camel Ridge, seventy li away, before noon tomorrow! There's a small spring there, and the terrain is advantageous for defense. Hurry!"

"yes!"

It got completely dark very quickly.

The group, carrying torches, trudged forward in the darkness, the atmosphere heavy with tension.

After walking for about an hour, the wind suddenly became violent. It howled sharply, and the swirling sand stung our faces.

"not good!"

The experienced tour guide, A-Du, suddenly screamed, his voice filled with fear.

"It's a black wind! A sandstorm is coming! Quick! Find somewhere to take shelter!"

On the distant horizon, an enormous, moving black wall connecting heaven and earth is advancing toward this place at a terrifying speed!

"Sandstorm!" Han Tao gasped.

"General! What do we do?" Lei Bao shouted at the top of his lungs, his voice barely audible in the howling wind.

Lin Feng was also awestruck by the power of heaven and earth, but he forced himself to calm down and quickly scanned his surroundings.

"Over there! There's a sheltered cliff! Everyone dismount! Lead your horses and camels! Gather at the bottom of the cliff! Quickly! Cover your mouths and noses with cloth!"

The ranks stirred, but orders were orders, and the men scrambled toward a low, sheltered cliff not far away.

They had barely managed to gather together at the foot of the cliff when the black wall of sandstorm swept in!

In an instant, the sky darkened and the sun and moon lost their light!

The sand and gravel whipped up by the gale were no longer just pebbles, but bullets, raining down on you!

"Hold on tight to the rope! Lie down! Don't let go!" Lin Feng's voice was insignificant in the storm.

The sandstorm lasted for nearly an hour before gradually subsiding.

When everyone struggled to climb out of the sand pile, they were all covered in mud and looked like mud sculptures, in a sorry state.

Most importantly—A-Du, the mentor, has disappeared!

"Find him! Quickly find A-Du!" Lin Feng's heart sank.

In this vast Gobi Desert, without a guide familiar with the terrain, it's like a blind man riding a blind horse.

The crowd scattered and searched, calling out.

Finally, they found Adu half-buried in a sand dune on the other side of the cliff.

The old man was somewhat delirious, muttering to himself, "...Death is angry...I can't go...I can't go..."

"Adu! Adu!" Han Tao slapped his cheek hard.

"Camel Ridge! How do I get to Camel Ridge?!"

Adu stared blankly at him, his eyes unfocused, repeatedly shaking his head: "Wrong... all wrong... Death has come... there's no going back..."

"He was terrified," Yan Qing said, shaking his head.

"We can't count on him for the time being."

Lin Feng stood up and looked around.

After the sandstorm, the terrain seemed to have changed, making it difficult to pinpoint the exact location.

"General, what do we do now?" Lei Bao asked.

Lin Feng remained silent.

"Han Tao, take a few men and try to search the area for any traces of water or anything that can indicate the direction. The rest of you, stay put and rest. We'll set off at daybreak! Heading southwest!"

"yes!"