A round sunset sticks to the ridge line of the desert, and the earth is lined with a dull and dark layer, revealing a layer of crimson; The desert waves, which held the setting sun, froze, like a sleeping sea. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It's January, it's winter, and it's supposed to be the cold season. But this sudden desert is like a cage, trapping the seasons and changing the environment.

Sometimes the sand flies, and the sky is dark. Sometimes the towering trees dance, mirages. Here, it's a world of sand. Under the scorching sun, the Gobi Desert is like roasting on a stove, and the scorching heat wave sweeps every inch of land, making people breathless.

In this vast sea of sand, two figures walked forward with difficulty, and a series of solid and clear footprints were left behind.

That's two children!

A boy and a woman, the boy looked only thirteen, fourteen, or five, and the girl was even younger, only about ten years old.

Their eyes are deep and sunken, and their eyes are blue, which is quite different from the Han people, and they are alien at first glance, but they don't know whether they are Xiongnu or Turkic.

It is hard to imagine that there are such young children in such harsh conditions, tired and weak, but they do not pause in the slightest and continue to search for something in this desert.

The two children stopped, and they were digging in the desert with simple tools, they were digging a food called Cistanche, which did not taste very good, was astringent and bitter, but it was one of the few foods in the Gobi Desert that could fill their stomachs.

"Brother, the food is getting less and less, will we starve to death?"

On the side of the desert, the ten-year-old girl was exhausted, her thin little face was covered with dust, her eyelids were swollen with high black bags, obviously she hadn't had a good sleep recently, and her little hands had also scratched a lot of skin, sticking out a trace of blood, but she didn't cry out of pain or hardship, just trembling her thin shoulders and asking the teenage man softly.

"It's a good thing! Don't talk nonsense, I can feel that we can find food in no time, and after holding on for a while, the Immortal Heaven will bless us! ”

Although the alien boy was also haggard, his eyes were unusually bright, and his tone was full of firmness, he believed in the immortal heaven, and believed that what Grandma said was man-made.

Arati, a fourteen-year-old Xiongnu boy, is more accurate in that he has half Han Chinese blood, because his father is a pure Hun, while his aunt is a Han Chinese.

The struggle between the aliens and the Han has been going on for a long time, and every winter, a large number of Huns break into the Central Plains, plundering people and taking everything in front of them.

As a woman of the Han family who was plundered into the tribe, there was only one fate for Grandma, and that was to reward her so-called father as an item.

For Alathi, Grandma is a gentle person, the only person who can make him feel warm in his childhood.

It's just that good people never live long.

When Arati was ten years old, rival tribes rose out to kill people, and Abba and Mom died in the massacre, while Arati escaped with his sister and lived a life of no future.

The miserable life did not make Arati feel hopeless, on the contrary, the obsession of protecting Ah Mei made him full of fighting spirit, he believed in everything, believed that he could create miracles and make the impossible possible!

Qiqige nodded, he firmly believed in everything that Brother said.

In this environment where death and gray are the main themes, the dependence of the brother and sister is the only motivation that can make each other have a life.

Life is cruel.

Digging like the one now, they still need to go through a long time.

"Bang ......"

Suddenly, there was a sudden sound of horses' hooves not far away, accompanied by a slight dust, and it was two Hun cavalrymen.

"Ahh Elder brother...... It's the enemy! ”

Different from the Central Plains, there are their rules of survival here, and if a lonely child is found, he will be taken back to the tribe like a cargo and become a slave.

Arati had seen the life of a slave, and it was more like an animal than a man.

He didn't want to be a slave, even though he lived such a miserable life with his sister, but compared to slaves, they at least had freedom.

After seeing the Hun cavalry, Qi Qige's face immediately turned pale with fright, and his small body trembled for a while, the cavalry in front of him was an adult, not to mention, they still had weapons in their hands!

"Brother, run!"

Qiqige looked at Arati and said tremblingly.

"No, we can't escape, this is the desert, we can't escape the horses at all, they don't stay here for long, as long as they are gone, we will be safe."

Years of wandering have taught Arati to be calm, and at this time, a calm light burst out of his eyes, and he slowly lowered his head, hoping that the Hun cavalry would leave as soon as possible.

During the four years of wandering, Arathi and his personality have encountered countless crises, each time, they have survived without danger, and now, Arathi is also full of confidence.

It's just that Immortal Heaven didn't favor them this time.

The view of the desert was very wide, and from the very beginning, the Hun cavalry spotted the figures of the two Alathi, and at this moment, their eyes showed a hideous look, they laughed fiercely, and drove their horses to rush towards Alathi.

"Brother, he found us!"

Looking at the galloping Hun cavalry, Qi Qige was terrified, his chest was as if a piece of cold ice had been placed, the cold was piercing, and his whole body trembled unconsciously.

"Damn it!"

Instead of turning his head, Arati stared at the two horsemen in front of him, and tightened his grip on the stick, which was rough and strong, and stained with blood, which had been the result of the blisters on his hands that had been grinding into blisters for so long as he had been searching for food.

The stick is his weapon.

And he, the only weapon!