The sandstorm came and went quickly, and soon it roared to far away places.
There's a reason these animals are desperately fleeing here, because there's a lot of sandstone and bumps that can hide, and many people are not blown away right away, but bumped into these bumps, and if they don't get hit to death or get hit internally, they're fine. can survive.
But nearly half of them couldn't find it at all. Maybe they were crushed under the sand more than ten feet deep, maybe they were rolled up to the sky, and they were squeezed into slag by countless sands in the sky, or they were rolled up thousands of miles away and fell down. When he came, his body was already fused with the sand.
Those closest to the horses and camels who didn't run around at first all survived. Therefore, the lowly servants, the slaves who took care of the horses, etc., survived for the most part.
The Lushuihu people completely trusted Lao Sangtou, so before the storm reached this side, they already rushed to the camel group with their horses. , Because of shouting outside, after this sandstorm, there was no trace at all.
Old Sangtou is gone, and most of the guides are missing. Even if the remaining people want to pursue the fault of Old Sangtou bringing them here, they can't find a target to vent.
When the sandstorm just stopped, everyone didn't feel at all. In fact, it was only a very short time, but they all felt that hundreds of years had passed. When they found that the sandstorm had passed, they wanted to stand up and shout and search for their companions, but found that their mouths and noses were full of sand.
So after the storm passed, instead of the soldiers who dug up the buried people from the sand, countless people emerged from the camels in shock, first vomited, then vomited, and then burst into tears.
Tears are forced out by the sand, the nose is full of sand, and the nasal cavity is also sour, but in the end, is it the hot tears that come out of the nose and eyes, the hot tears that escaped the catastrophe, or the tears that flow out for some other reason. , no one cares anymore.
With tears all over their faces, their eyes endured with light and stinging, slowly squeezing the sand out of their eyes.
The camels all gasped, blowing the sand out of their mouths.
Everyone was struck by the sand, unable to speak, unable to distinguish their identities, and even less able to find their way.
After the storm, everything around me has changed. Except for some extremely high sandstone ground, all other places are buried by sand. What is even more incredible is that it is like nature has an invisible hand. , the sand began to pour down all around, slowly but surely flowing.
The terrain here is not necessarily high, nor is it any strange terrain, but the sand is leaking out towards the surroundings. Thinking about it, why is there a rocky sandy land, why is there a smooth sand road, why even mice and sand foxes see it If you don't see it, you can understand it.
I am afraid that the sand here will naturally flow to the surroundings every once in a while, just like the flowing water always flows towards the lower part, exposing everything buried here.
After all, large sandstorms like this are rare, and most of the time they are just a burst of ordinary sandstorms, so there has never been such a situation where the whole is buried.
All those who escaped the catastrophe stood on the sand and fell into a deep panic as they looked at the desert that was completely indistinguishable in the distance.
Hua Mulan is gone, Princess Xingping is gone, and Prince Bodhi is gone. There are so many fewer people in the embassy, even if the guide can guide them to an oasis that is a day's journey away...
Even if they returned to Pingcheng alive, would it still make sense
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When He Mulan was unfortunately hit by Zheng Zong, she knew that things were broken.
She had a 40% chance of catching Zheng Zong, and then relying on her tremendous strength to throw them into the camel circle, even if she couldn't throw them in, she could at least get them closer. There are camels everywhere, just grab them. Live anything.
She expected that as long as they were thrown in, she would desperately grab the camel. With her physical strength and strength, it was not impossible for her to survive.
Princess Xingping's white camel was originally one of the strongest and most durable camels. It was precisely because it was so strong and so durable that Zhengzong could last so long.
Otherwise, as long as it moved impatiently, they would have already flown out.
He Mulan, who was smashed to the front, only felt that someone was desperately hugging her, and the posture was as if she was going to die together. She could only clench the rock sword in her hand and smash the huge sword. The sword body is like a shield in front of him, so as not to be blocked by the oncoming sand and die.
Then she felt that she was thrown into a ball of sand, and the sand kept surging and gushing out under her body. She, for her, resisted the sand flow from the back.
They seemed to be on a rapid sand flow. The sand flow and sand waves caused by the strong wind in the desert lifted them up dozens of feet. It was precisely because the sand rolled them high that they also avoided the The body was buried in the crushed sand and buried under the sand.
He Mulan, whose body was being rubbed by the wind and sand, felt that she had been thrown into a grinding wheel. The grinding wheel was desperately trying to crush him into pieces. Because there was a person in front of her, the vital parts of the two were all blocked by each other's backs. , In this sandstorm, the two of them actually survived. He Mulan didn't even forget to insert the rock in his hand into the sand, trying to use this method to reduce the speed of them being carried by the sand flow.
However, until her arm was about to break off in pain, the momentum was not much smaller. As she drifted, she even thought that she had been ground to pieces by the big grinding wheel between heaven and earth.
This kind of conjecture is really terrible. I don't know if she has reached the limit, or her mind can't support it anymore. Just when the group formed by the two was violently lifted into the sky, she fainted all of a sudden.
'It hurts, it hurts. '
He Mulan finally regained consciousness after not knowing how long she had been in a coma.
When she found out that she had not been ground into pieces, she could still feel the light when she opened her eyes, and there was tingling and thirst in her throat, the first thing He Mulan did was not to stand up, but her brain Just lie down in the empty space.
The pain in her back was getting heavier and heavier, and the rock in her hands seemed to be telling her something. Suddenly, she understood that she had escaped the catastrophe, she was not dead, and she did not read the file again. , but was blown away by the sand flow, and if you don't get up, you will really be close to death.
He Mulan tried her best to get up from the sand and saw the person lying on the ground not far away.
It was Zheng Zong, not Princess Xingping.
It was Zheng Zong who smashed at him who desperately held her in the sandstorm.
Because of the friction of the sand and the violent wind, there were no clothes on Zheng Zong's back, only ragged strips of cloth and naked skin.
His back was red and swollen as if it had been rubbed with sandpaper, and the pants on his lower body didn't know where to go, only a belt was tied there ridiculously.
He Mulan almost didn't have to bow her head and knew that her situation was similar to Zheng Zong's. Her back was also burning with pain. The exposed skin of her body was all rotten and covered with gravel, and her close-fitting cloak, white sunscreen and coat were gone.
There is only a vest made of a flower mother inside the top, and the pants on the bottom have rotted into five-point pants like fishing. If the belt is not a good product, I am afraid that these pants are the same as Zheng Zong's pants. I don't know where they flew. .
"Sword Comes"
Her physical strength is not much stronger than Zheng Zong's. When she woke up in the morning, she swallowed some dry food and drank some water. After a while, she was able to stand up swayingly, moved to Zheng Zong's side, and picked him up.
When his entire front was exposed in front of He Mulan, He Mulan almost let go.
Zheng Zong may have landed face first, and her face was already worn out, and she only had a pain in the back of her head, and she didn't even lose much hair.
With blood on his face, blood on his back, bloody nails and unsightly bruises on his arms, Zheng Zong's whole person is like a rag doll that has been tossed into the desert.
She patted Zheng Zong a few times, trying to wake him up, but there was no movement. Then she looked around, and there were some people lying there not far away, maybe they were caught by the wind like her. Here, after all, with a team of more than 5,000 people, it is impossible for her to be blown here.
Saving people first, He Mulan pulled out all the sand from Zheng Zong's mouth and nose, and then raised his neck slightly to make it easier for him to breathe.
He Mulan inserted the rock into the sand next to Zheng Zong's face, and the reflection of the rock formed a shadow. He Mulan adjusted the position of the rock several times, so that the shadow just blocked Zheng Zong's face, and then he carefully released Zheng Zong. Come down and stumble up the dunes to find other people who will survive, as long as there are people alive and active to help her.
She didn't dare to move Zheng Zong casually, she didn't know if he had hurt his bones.
However, when she climbed up the sand dunes and carefully investigated the people who hoped to land again and again, despair also crept into her heart little by little.
Not everyone can be held in a group and pushed into the sand to share the resistance. Most of the people have been rubbed by the wind and sand and can even see their bones. She even saw the Hu Ben soldiers who were directly pierced by the wooden pillars. Even more terrifying, she was able to call out the names of everyone who died here.
She didn't know how she struggled to collect useful things from every dead person, and then crawled back to Zheng Zong who was still breathing.
He Mulan was very afraid that just as she was on her way, the translator beside her would lose her breath and leave her alone, like a walking corpse, in the vast desert with no target.
The water bag that was miraculously not blown away on the belt, the dagger tied in the boot, and the gold chain taken from the dead man's neck were all things He Mulan could find on the dead man.
Considering Zheng Zong's current situation, the loss of blood and the exposure to the sun would likely cause him to dehydrate and die. He Mulan carefully dripped the water into his mouth, hoping that he could swallow it.
However, as soon as the water dropped into Zheng Zong's throat, He Mulan realized something was wrong!
This fragrant fragrance, where is the water in the water bag, it is obviously the spirits produced in Beiliang!
Which goddamn soldier is secretly drinking in the army!
It is forbidden to drink alcohol during the march, and they dare to put the wine in the water bag to get away with it!
hateful!
He Mulan didn't know if there would be anything wrong with feeding someone who was short of water, but he only saw that Zheng Zong seemed to be in more pain, and there was a faint convulsion.
Don't you have sand in your lungs
He Mulan gritted her teeth and leaned over to start artificial respiration.
No matter what, the most important thing is to keep your breathing unobstructed first.
Breathe, breathe, breathe, breathe...
Just after He Mulan did not know how many times, Zheng Zong, who was coughing violently, finally opened his eyes.
Then, he saw a picture slowly approaching his face...
Dry, whitish lips.