After Lu Zhi made a tent, he and his deputy general rushed to the scene.

The northwest corner of the camp was surrounded by soldiers. Everyone was skillful shoveling and wanted to dig out their companions. However, when they gathered here, they seemed to have lost their souls. Everyone rushed to the northwest and stood straight.

The clan came forward and moved a person's shoulder. The man was still awake. He just looked dull and pointed his hand towards the northwest.

The clan looked up and was shocked.

I saw a bright light shining in the northwest night, and the light shining like a sharp sword lifting upwards and soaring into the sky. Under the light, a high platform appeared from afar.

It was faintly vaguely, and the table seemed to be on the table.

"But the dune platform?" The words of Lu Cheqi were heard behind him.

"It's... it's the direction of the sand dune platform." Even the clan member couldn't help but feel worried. He was born with strange appearances, and there must be a reason for things. At that time, people believed in the response of heaven and man. Such mysterious and mysterious things, even if they saw them with their own eyes, how could they not believe them?

Lu Zhi nodded gently: "Wake up the soldiers, and go back to the camp to rest. Cover the walls of the camp, and surround them to resist red deer antlers, and set up plaques. Wait for dawn to clean up and build them. Other craftsmen will be sent to raise fires to dig buried soldiers and horses. There must be no mistakes."

"Here!" The clan took the order. The law enforcement officer in the leadership of the army woke up the soldiers and dispersed the crowd. He also ordered the craftsmen in the army to dig out the men buried underground.

Before entering the tent, Lu Zhi sent another order: "Everyone is careful to keep the camp, and those who say something irrelevantly will be killed."

"Here!"

After saying that, Lu Zhi returned to the Central Army's tent.

Soon, the clerk came to report: "The tents and vehicles are all there, but the people and horses are gone."

Lu Zhi refused to comment: "Let the craftsmen go back to the camp to rest."

“…here.”

The people who fell into the ground disappeared out of thin air. Such an incredible thing, even if the ban is issued, how can it be hidden? The people in the camp are panic and their morale is sluggish.

The next day, Lu Zhi personally visited the excavation site. The tents, carriages, and damaged walls were all listed next to him. There were no soldiers who were trapped.

"Put soil to repair the wall." Lu Zhi immediately ordered.

The craftsmen then returned to the pit and rebuilt the walls. They were busy and returned to their original state in the afternoon. Morale rose slightly.

That night, there was another commotion.

"Report——" the sergeant reported in front of the tent: "The camp was trapped again and destroyed several sections of the camp wall in the northwest corner. The camp, vehicles, and horses were all buried in the soil!"

The northwest corner again?

After thinking a little, Lu Zhi said: "I ordered the soldiers of each battalion to guard the camp and not leave the account without orders."

"Here!"

When Lu Zhi arrived, the deputy general had arrived at the scene first.

He whispered: "It was still the same section of the camp wall yesterday. The solid soil was collapsed again. Somehow..."

Seeing him hesitate, Lu Zhi asked: "Is there still a bright light in the northwest direction?"

"Yes." The clan's mouth was filled with cold air, and his teeth were trembling.

The same ground collapses twice. If you only talk about coincidences, how can you believe it? The strangest thing is that the craftsman has clearly laid a piece of soil to compact it. How can you fall twice?

"Pretending to be a god." Lu Zhi said coldly: "The Yellow Turban Rebels pretend to be divine art, but in fact they are just using the art of tricks to trick them. Just like the mechanism formation in Yecheng. Don't be surprised. Let's follow me to the sand dune platform tomorrow to find out."

"Here!" The commander was the leader of the army. Lu Zhi was calm and calm, so his generals and schoolmen were a little at ease. Only when the generals and schoolmen were at peace could they stabilize the hearts of the soldiers under his command and prevent morale from collapsing.

It was finally easy to hold on until dawn. The war drums in the camp rumbled, and Lu chariots rode up to the tent and ordered troops.

The civil and military officials gathered together.

Shen Pei, Feng Ji, Zhang Xun and others were the military officers, Gao Lan and Zhu Ling and others were the generals.

Lu Cheqi, dressed in military uniform, looked around everyone and said loudly: "A corner of the camp has been sank for many times. It must be the Yellow Turban thieves pretending to be a god. Today I want to go to the dune platform to find out. Who would like to go with me?"

"I am willing to go there." Shen Pei stood up.

"I am willing to go!" Gao Lan went out of the list.

"Okay. Zhengnan, Yuan Bo goes with me. The rest of the people are cautious in keeping with the camp and not losing any losses."

"Here!"

The sand dune platform is the sand dune palace platform. The palace was burned down and only the high platform was left. Later, Zhao Gao and others placed the body of the First Emperor on it, also known as the "corpse-hanging platform". It was dozens of miles away from the campsite.

The scouts reported several times a day. They said that the thieves were hiding in various cities in Guangzong and near the sand dune platforms, and there were no traces of the thieves. Lu Zhi could only lightly ride to explore.

Someone may ask what the campsite has to do with the sand dune platform.

It is precisely because of the word "sleep".

The reason why Guangzong was called the "land of trapped dragons" was that it originated from the legend of the Sand Dune Palace. King Wuling of Zhao and Emperor Shi Huang were both trapped to death. Emperors of all dynasties kept them away. Most of the people who came and went around were circling.

That day, the camp was trapped, and the dune platform shone brightly at night. Even the chariots and cavalry camps were trapped here, and the morale of the army was unstable and it was difficult to move forward.

It just fits the word "sleep".

So Lu Cheqi led his troops to the dune platform.

The so-called platform refers to "those who look at the four directions and are tall". Nowadays, it is mostly buildings built on high platforms. For example, the Nangong Yuntai where Empress Dowager Dou lives, and the Golden Platform where Liu Bei built the Sifang Pavilion. The sand dune platform was the high platform where the sand dune Ligong was built in ancient times. The Ligong was burned and disappeared, and now there is only a platform left.

The platform is several meters high and can be seen far away. There are stones around it, and there are steps in the middle. There are also stone sculptures of people and horses standing along the two sides of the road. Although they have been weathered, their faces are still clearly visible.

The reason why the remains are preserved so well is closely related to the legend of "Sleeping Dragon". People are afraid that they will not dare to destroy them.

Otherwise, these good stones and stone carvings would have been transported out and piled up their own courtyards.

The sound of horse hooves suddenly became crisp. Unconsciously, the team had already stepped on the bluestone road leading to the platform. The stone sculptures standing beside the road seemed to sleep for a hundred years, silently greeting these fearless visitors.

"Drop off!" In front of the stairs leading to the platform, Lu Zhi gave an order.

The knights dismounted one after another and tied the horses to neatly arranged stone pillars. Leave enough guards, Gao Lanling's elite cavalry protects the commander Lu Zhi, and stepped on the bluestone staircase leading to the high platform.

The stone steps were originally the steps of the palace, or were built during the reign of King Wuling of Zhao. Hundreds of years passed, and the wind and rain were blowing. The carving patterns were blurred. The stone slabs that were originally polished and smooth are now dents and full of cracks.

Everyone raised their swords and shields together to form a circular formation. The crossbowmen in the formation patrolled vigilantly. The head coach protected the commander step by step to the platform.

A coffin is placed in the middle of the platform that should be empty.

"The emperor's coffin is four levels, and the water-like leather coffin is three inches thick, one coffin and two coffins, and all four are Zhou." Zheng Xuan's notes: "It is still profound. The three levels of the princes are the princes, and the officials are the ones. The scholars are not."

The emperor's coffin is four levels, the inner coffin is called "Le", the second level is called "Bai" (bēi) or "Bai" (yí), and its outer mural and buffalo skin are the third level is called "Zen"; the fourth level is called "big coffin".

The outer coffin of the emperor and the empress is two layers. Because it is mostly made of cypress wood, the coffin is usually called the "codile palace".

The kings, princes, ministers, and scholars decreased in turn.

The sizes are also different. The emperor's coffin is eight inches thick, and the doctor's coffin is six inches thick. The common people are only four inches thick, and they do not have a coffin. They have been used in later generations to this day.

Although the outer weight of this coffin has been removed, it can be seen from the lacquer pattern, material, shape and size that it is a coffin of an emperor of the Han Dynasty.

After identifying the patterns on the coffin, Lu Zhi couldn't help but be furious: "Shameless rats!"
Chapter completed!