On the third day of entering the Umatak Meadows, the drawbacks of a hasty diversion became apparent.

There's a reason why Umatak Meadows can become a no-man's land this season, it's so short of water.

The horse team has run out of water to this day.

At present, all water needs to be supplied to horses first, and people can survive on the small amount of water condensed by the water awakened people at the cost of physical strength and source energy, but the water supernatural in the team cannot condense enough water for more than fifty horses to drink.

The horse team marched on the grassland, the grassland in the dry season, the main color is yellow, the grass is dry, the ground is dry, the wind is also dry, the whole grassland is waiting for a rain to save, but I don't know how many creatures can wait for that day.

Along the way, Jacques and his party saw many dead animal carcasses, most of which had been reduced to white bones. Most of the animals have migrated to the south, where rainfall is more abundant and water is more abundant, leaving behind either a lack of ability to travel long distances or having developed a whole set of methods to withstand drought.

Tonight's dinner is grilled fish, which is tender and seems to ease the feeling of lack of water.

Jacques could hardly imagine being able to get fish on such a land. When riding a horse here, you have to be especially careful that the cracks in the ground can hurt your feet, and the cracks in the ground are caused by excessive drought.

That is, until Duane digs up the ground, digs out many mud balls from the ground, and then breaks open the shell of the mud balls, from which he finds the fish that are curled up in a ball.

At night, when the temperature on the meadow plummeted, one of the nameless seven brothers, squinting Chandler, put another piece of felt over his cotton coat, and walked with his neck bent to replace Jacques, who had fallen on duty by the campfire.

Jacques finished his duty and went back to the tent. Lily was still asleep, her lips slightly open and a little white.

Jacques pulled out the tin kettle from under the blanket and unscrewed the lid to carefully pour some water over the lid.

Slowly move to Lily's side with one hand, hold the lid firmly with the other, gently close to Lily's lips, pour a few drops of water on her chapped lips, wait for the water to open, and then drop a few drops.

It wasn't until a cap of water had dripped that Lily's lips had regained some luster and blood.

Jacques poured water into the lid of the kettle again, and this time the tin kettle contributed its entire stock, which seemed to be less than the previous one.

He put the lid close to his mouth and dipped his chapped and bleeding lips in water, and the wound was so painful that Jacques, a transcendent being, frowned.

With the last bit of water in the kettle, Jacques leaned down and slowly poured the water from the lid into Lily's mouth, then screwed the lid on, shoved the tin kettle into the felt pad, and put his head on it, and soon let out a slight snoring sound.

A tear slipped from the corner of Lily's eye, and before it could fall over the bridge of her nose and to the ground, it was caught by a slender finger and applied to her moist lips.

In the morning, the team packed up and prepared to go.

The direction of heading is the fountain of the impression of Sanders, one of the nameless seven brothers.

More than a decade ago, when Sanders was a fledgling apprentice to a caravan, he crossed the Umatak Meadows, passing by the spring that was said to never dry up.

Today, if we can't find the Spring of Immortality, there will be horses dying of thirst, and even if the two water awakeners in the team use all their physical strength and source energy to condense water, they will not be able to supply so many horses and personnel.

In the morning, the team walked more than forty miles, and Sanders judged that it was about to approach the spring, and Fat Tangerine also found that there were strange beasts gathering in front of him.

Sure enough, in this case, it is really not easy to get some water.

Approaching the spring, everyone found that the so-called spring was nothing more than a small pool of yellow muddy water.

The waterhole is two or three hectares in size at most, and there are groups of animals who come to the waterhole to drink water and then leave, and there are also many animals wandering around.

Fat Tangerine judged that more than half of them were alien beasts, and the total number of various alien beasts was no less than 1,000. Although most of them are species that pose little threat to humans, there are dozens of lions, hundreds of hyenas and a few crocodiles.

The team stopped at a distance of 500 meters from the waterhole to discuss whether to continue to the waterhole.

"Was that the case with your caravans here before, so many beasts?" asked Nameless Sanders.

Sanders was also completely stunned, and said: "When we came, there weren't so many strange beasts, there was only one lion pack, and we easily chased away. ”

Lily analyzed: "When you came, it shouldn't be the end of the dry season like now, it's only about the middle of the dry season, it's not so dry, and there aren't so many strange beasts guarding here.

What should we do now? If we don't fill water and don't drink horses, we can only get out of the water by relying on the water system awakened people to condense water droplets, and the horses will definitely not be able to hold on.

Either take a risk, or we'll turn around and walk now. ”

"Or send a few horses to the beasts, and we'll take the plane to fill them with water and drink the horses. Nameless came up with an idea.

"I'm afraid that they will get cheap and won't let us drink horses. "Lily didn't think it was a good idea.

Fat Tangerine also gave Jacques an idea: "The emperor didn't feel a particularly powerful presence among them, maybe he could try to release his momentum and force himself close to the waterhole." ”

Jacques then said, "Maybe we can let go of our momentum and go directly to Tan Bian to drink horses." They can get along here without incident, and they are probably afraid of each other's strength. If we can make them scared enough that they think that provoking us will not be worth the loss, they will not be able to fight. ”

"Jacques has some point, why not give it a try?" Lily agreed.

There was really no other way, so everyone decided to give it a try, and if it didn't work, it would run again.

Jacques also summoned the war horse, one more plasticizer level, one more deterrent.

Not long after, a circular formation assembled, with a circle of transcendents riding the blood of alien beasts in the outer circle, and nine ordinary people and ordinary war horses in the inner circle.

The circular formation of horses moved towards the waterhole, and the animals in front of them gave way.

Approaching the edge of the waterhole, several lions ran along the waterhole, led by a male lion in front of the horse formation, roaring in warning.

"It told us to leave, and only those who were allowed to drink the pool water!" Fat Orange understood.

Jacques hurriedly motioned for the group to stop, telling Lily and Nameless who were walking at the front of the group about the situation.

Nameless was a little confused, "Can you figure out what they mean?

"You don't care about the minutiae yet!" Jacques said hurriedly, "they mean that you have to be allowed to drink water." Otherwise, these beasts will attack us. ”

"Meow~~~"

Fat Orange crouched on the horse's head and barked at the huge male lion.

The lion retreated, and the herd gave way to an open space.

Nameless said in surprise, "How did they go?"

Jacques shrugged helplessly, "They gave my cat a face, let us drink enough and get out." ”

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