The sandstorm came and went quickly, and soon it roared to a very far place.

There is a reason why these animals desperately fled here, because there are many sandstone and protrusions that can be blocked, and many people are not blown away right away, but are bumped into these protrusions, and if they are not killed or hit with internal injuries, they can still 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, they were squeezed into slag by countless sand in the sky, or they were rolled thousands of miles away, and when they fell, their bodies had merged with the sand.

The people closest to the horses and camels who didn't run around at first all survived. So most of the lowly servants, the slaves who took care of the horses, etc., survived.

The Lu Shuihu people completely trust the old mulberry head, so when the wind did not affect this side, they had already rushed to the camel herd with their respective horses, and the Lu Shuihu people also miraculously did not have many accidents, but the old mulberry head, because he was shouting outside, after this wind and sand, there was no trace at all.

The old mulberry head is gone, and most of the guides are missing, and even if the remaining people want to investigate the fault of the old mulberry head for bringing them here, they can't find a target to vent.

When the wind and sand just stopped, everyone didn't feel it at all, in fact, it was only a very short time, but they all felt that hundreds of years had passed. When the sandstorm had passed, they tried to stand up and shout loudly to find their companions, but now their mouths and noses were full of sand.

When the storm had passed, it was not the soldiers who had dug up the buried men from the sand that they saw, but the countless people who came out of the camels in a state of panic, vomiting, vomiting, and then crying.

The tears were forced out by the sand, the nose was full of sand, and the nasal cavity was also sour, but when it came to the end, whether it was the tears that came out of the sore nose and eyes, or the tears that escaped after the catastrophe, or the tears that flowed out for some other reason, no one cared.

All of them had tears on their faces, and their eyes endured the light and stinging, slowly squeezing the sand out of their eyes.

The camels all gulped out the sand from their mouths.

Everyone was struck by the sand and couldn't speak, couldn't distinguish their identity, and couldn't find their way.

After the storm, everything around me changed, except for some extremely high sandstone grounds, everything else was buried in sand, but what was even more incredible was that as if nature had an invisible hand, the sand began to pour down in all directions, although slowly, but it did flow.

The terrain here is not necessarily high, and it is not a strange terrain, but the sand is leaking out in all directions, so it is understandable why there is a rocky sand area here, why there is a smooth sand road, and why even rats and sand foxes cannot be seen.

I'm afraid that the sand here will naturally flow around every once in a while, just like the flowing water always flows towards the lower places, exposing the buried qiē here.

After all, there are only a few large sandstorms like this, and most of the time they are just ordinary gusts of sand, so there has never been a situation where the whole sandstorm has been buried like this.

All those who had escaped stood on the sand and looked at the desert in the distance, which was completely indistinguishable, and fell into a deep panic.

Mulan is gone, Princess Xingping is gone, Bodhi Prince is gone, and there are so many people missing from the mission, even if the guide can guide them to an oasis a day's journey away......

Even if they return to Pingcheng alive, is there any point?

When He Mulan was unlucky enough to be hit by Zheng Zong, he knew that something was wrong.

She was forty percent sure of grabbing Zheng Zong, and then relying on her great strength to throw them into the camel pen, even if she couldn't throw them in, at least she could get them closer, there were camels everywhere, and they could live if they grabbed anything.

She expected that as long as she threw them in, she would desperately hold on to the camel, and with her body and strength, it was not impossible for her to survive.

Princess Xingping's white camel was originally one of the strongest and most endurable camels, and it was precisely because it was so strong and so endurable that Zheng Zong was able to hold out for so long.

Otherwise, if it had moved impatiently, they would have flown out long ago.

He Mulan, who was smashed squarely, only felt that someone was desperately hugging her, and the posture was like dying together, she could only hold the rock sword in her hand, and block the huge sword body in front of her like a shield, so as not to be blocked by the oncoming sand and die.

Then she felt herself being thrown into a cloud of sand, and the sand was rising and gushing out from beneath her, and the person who was holding him held on to her as if he had exhausted all the strength of his life, resisting the sand flow coming from behind for her.

They were like on top of a sudden sand flow, and the sand flow and sand waves caused by the strong wind on the desert lifted them up dozens of feet, and it was precisely because the sand rolled them high that they were not buried under the sand that pressed down.

He Mullan, who was rubbed against his body by the wind and sand, felt that he was thrown into a grinding disc, and the grinding disc was desperately trying to crush him to pieces, because there was a person in front of him, and the vital parts of the two people were all blocked by the other party's back, and in this wind and sand, both of them actually survived, and He Mullan did not even forget that Jì had been inserting the rock in his hand into the sand, trying to lower the degree of progress carried by the sand flow in this way.

However, until her arm was about to break off in pain, this momentum was not much less, and she even thought that she had been a big grinding disc between heaven and earth. [,！ ] to grind it.

Such a conjecture was so terrifying that I don't know if she had reached the limit or if her mind couldn't support it at all, but when the two of them were violently lifted into the sky, she fainted all of a sudden.

'It hurts, it hurts.'

I don't know how long I fell asleep, but Hermulan finally regained consciousness.

When she realized that she was not ground to pieces, that she could still feel light when she opened her eyes, and that there was a tingling and thirst in her throat, the first thing Hermulan did was not to stand up with her thoughts, but to lie down with her brain empty.

The pain in her back became worse and worse, and the rock she was holding tightly in her hand seemed to tell her something, and suddenly, she understood that she had escaped the catastrophe, she did not die, nor did she read the file again, but was blown by the sandflow and didn't know where it was, and if she didn't get up, she was really not far from death.

He Mullan got up from the sand with all his might, and saw a man lying on his stomach not far away.

It's Zheng Zong, not Princess Xingping.

In the wind and sand, regardless of Qiē, he grabbed her, and it was Zheng Zong who smashed at him.

Because of the friction of the sand and the violent wind, Zheng Zong's back was no longer full of clothes, only ragged strips of cloth and 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 ridiculously tied there.

He Mulan hardly had to bow his head, and he knew that his situation was similar to that of Zheng Zong. Her back was also scorching, her bare skin was rotten and covered with gravel, and her close-fitting cloak, white sunscreen and coat were gone.

There is only a vest made of flower mother left in the top, and the pants on the lower body have been rotten into five-point pants like fishing, if it weren't for the belt being a good product, I'm afraid that these pants are the same as Zheng Zong's pants, I don't know where they flew.

She didn't know how much stronger her body was than Zheng Zong, and when she got up in the morning, she swallowed some dry food and drank some water, and after a while, she was already able to stand up leisurely, move to Zheng Zong's side, and pick him up whole.

When his entire front was exposed to Hermulan, Hermulan almost let go in shock.

Zheng Zong may have hit the ground first with his face, and her face has been worn out of shape, and she is just a pain in the back of her head, and she hasn't lost much of her head.

The flesh and blood on his face are blurred, the flesh and blood on his back are blurred, and there are traces of bleeding from his nails and ugly bruises on his arms.

She patted Zheng Zong lightly a few times, trying to wake him up, but there was no movement, and then she looked around, and there were still some people lying there not far away, maybe they were carried here by the wind like her, after all, there was a team of more than 5,000 people, it was impossible for her to be the only one who was 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 carefully put Zheng Zong down, stumbled up the sand dune, and went to find other people who could survive, as long as there were alive and moving people, they could help her.

She didn't dare to move Zheng Zong casually, she didn't know if he had hurt his bones.

However, as she climbed the sand dunes and looked at the people who had fallen behind again and again, despair crept into her heart.

Not everyone can huddle in a group and be pushed in the sand to share the resistance, most of them have been rubbed by the wind and sand and even the bones can be seen, she even saw the Tiger Ben soldiers who were directly stabbed through the wooden pillars, and what is even more terrifying is that she can call out the names of everyone who died here.

She didn't know how hard she had struggled to collect what she could use from each of the dead, and then crawled back next to Zheng Zong, who was still breathing.

He Mullan was afraid that on this part of the way he came, the interpreter next to him would lose his breath and leave her alone, like a walking corpse, in the vast desert with no target.

The water bladder on the belt that miraculously did not blow away, the dagger tied to the boot, and the gold chain taken from the dead man's neck were all that Hermulan could find in the dead man.

Considering Zheng Zong's current situation, the loss of blood and the exposure to the sun were likely to cause him to die of dehydration, and He Mulan carefully dripped the water into his mouth, hoping that he would be able to swallow it.

However, as soon as the water dripped into Zheng Zong's throat, He Mulan realized that something was wrong!

This fragrant fragrance, where is the water in the water bladder, it is obviously a liquor produced in Beiliang!

Which damn non-commissioned officer secretly drinks in the army!

It was forbidden to drink alcohol during the march, and they dared to put it in a water bladder to fool around!

Damn it!

He Mulan didn't know if there would be anything wrong with feeding people who were short of water, but he saw that Zheng Zong seemed to be more painful, and there were faint convulsions.

You can't get sand in your lungs, right?

He Mulan gritted his teeth and leaned over to do artificial respiration.

Either way, it's important to keep your breathing flowing first.

Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale......

Just after He Mulan didn't know how many times he repeated it, Zheng Zong, who was coughing violently, finally opened his eyes.

Then, he saw a ...... slowly approaching his face

Dry white lips.