In fact, which of the Mongols wants to see the horses killed? They are worried about the master, the master is injured, and the body will not be able to stand it if he continues to wear it out like this. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info now that Wushuang has spoken, everyone doesn't say anything more.

"Brother Shuang, you have to make an idea now, what should we do? The sun is setting, it will be dark soon, it seems that we will definitely not be able to get out of the Death Desert tonight, let alone looking for Sand City, even if we can survive, we are very lucky. Ye Shan looked at Wushuang and said calmly.

This is why every caravan should have a big cabinet, in the face of life and death, no matter what awaits them in the road, the big cabinet must be ordered, he is the backbone of everyone, just like the eldest female elephant in the lost herd. It's just that the "mother elephant" is still too young, and he has never been here.

"Let's go, no matter how slow we go, as long as we move forward, there is hope, don't give up! Once we stop, we will soon be buried by the sandstorm. Wushuang led the horse, and the horse was tired, but the horses raised by the Mongolians were all human, and it also saw the master's firm willpower, still trusted him, and still followed him.

Everyone followed Wushuang and continued to approach the edge of death in the dim desert.

Night is coming, as the saying goes, the wind is afraid of the sunset, after sunset, the sandstorm is gradually getting smaller, and there is no longer so much resistance to walking in the sea of sand, but now everyone is not a matter of physical fitness, but whether they have the belief to live.

"Ouch...... Help me, help me!" suddenly came the cry of a brother for help behind him.

Wushuang turned around and saw that the last Mongolian boy in the team was stuck in the quicksand. This young man, no more than eighteen years old at most, and his beliefs are not identified, he has been following the large group with his head down, probably not seeing his feet clearly, and stepping into the quicksand.

Wushuang rushed over in two steps, flipped out the corpse lock and threw it out with a whizz, grabbing the young man's waist, and then everyone pulled him out of the clutches of death with all their might.

Although there were no casualties, everyone's hearts were once again shrouded in a haze of unease, and there were such terrible natural traps in this seemingly quiet desert. The word quicksand is unfamiliar to all city dwellers, some of whom have only been seen in novels and on television. Maybe you think, what's so terrible about quicksand? Isn't it just a soft sand layer?

Yes, it's a soft sand layer, but the horror of quicksand is not only that, just now Wushuang discovered it in time, if it was a little slower, the quicksand would instantly engulf the young man.

The quicksand layer is very common in the desert, and there are many kinds of it, and there are "dead sand", "living sand", and "flying sand".

What they had just encountered was "dead sand", and the dead sand was not so dangerous, like a swamp that made people sink deeper and deeper. However, as long as there is "dead sand" in the desert, there must also be "living sand".

What is "living sand"? Living sand is moving, it will swim down the desert, like a ghost looking for its prey, once it sees its prey, it will look at it and swim over, open its mouth from under your feet and swallow you mercilessly. Moreover, even if you have a companion by your side, it is not easy to save the living sand, because the "giant mouth" of the living sand will expand. You stand on the edge of the quicksand and throw a rope thinking you can pull your companion up, but the layer of quicksand beneath your feet will slowly expand until you swallow it too.

The special geographical characteristics of living sand have always been a difficult problem in geography, and no one can explain what kind of force formed the huge mouth of living sand. Legend has it that the formation of this living sand is the souls of the dead in the desert looking for a substitute for the dead.

There is also flying sand, flying sand comes from the sky, it is formed by tornadoes often seen in the desert, after the violent tornado rolls people in, it flies out for dozens of miles and falls, but it is not only to throw the people in the tuyere down, but also the sand in the tornado, which will directly pile up the sand dunes and bury people alive.

It was already night, and the moon overhead was obscured by dark clouds, and they were struggling to see the sand under their feet, and if they encountered live sand, they would have to wait for death.

"Rope!" shouted Mushuang.

But they didn't have ropes, only the corpse locks on Wushuang's body could be used, but the corpse locks were too short. In the end, all the horses had to be untied and tied together. Wushuang told everyone that from now on, everyone must keep moving forward in a 1 shape, everyone must tie a rope to their wrists, once a person steps on the quicksand, everyone is not allowed to turn back, and they can drag him out by running forward, and they will not be swallowed by the living sand.

This was a good way, and it also allowed the horse team to avoid casualties, and sure enough, it didn't go far further, and there were many "dead sands" and "living sands" one after another in front of them, because Wushuang was prepared in advance, and the brothers who fell were also dragged up by their companions. But once or twice, you will encounter more and more quicksand, and the more times you will encounter, the more you will be able to take a postgraduate examination for everyone's physical fitness.

Eventually, everyone collapsed into the desert from exhaustion and gasped for air.

"Ya'er, what time is it on your watch?"

"It's past 9 o'clock. Ma Ya looked at her watch and said.

"Damn!" Wushuang slammed his fist into the sand.

Everyone lay exhausted, as if they had lost the will to live and were looking forward to death.

"Toya, Toya, can't sleep! can't anyone!" Ye Shan pushed Toya, Toya closed his eyes and remained motionless, as if he was asleep.

"Brother Shuang, it's broken, Toya has a fever!"

This is the last thing Wushuang wants to see, isn't being sick in such a place the same as dying? But he can't abandon this new companion! She is already very pitiful.

"Give her that half a bag of water to drink!" Wushuang said lightly.

"What, sir, that's the last point...... What about you...... What are you going to do?" Agudammu snatched the sheepskin bladder from Ma Ya's hand, and even if he wanted to drink it, only Wushuang was qualified.

"Give it to her! I told you, I won't abandon every one of you and every horse! If it's you who fall now, I'll give you water too!" Wushuang sat up suddenly, holding the muzzle of his gun to Agudam's head and shouted viciously.

Agudamu clenched his fists tightly and looked at Wushuang's eyes, and in the eyes of the big cabinet, he saw the killing intent and perseverance of the beard!

"Ahh

Ma Ya unscrewed the water bladder, carefully poured the water into Toya's mouth little by little, and wiped her head with a wet towel.

"I ...... What's wrong with me? What's going on...... Why did you fall asleep?" little Toya took a sip of water, his lips were no longer chapped, and he finally opened his eyes.