Along the way, little Toya was depressed and kept blowing his head without saying a word. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info family has just died two brothers, and they must not be in the mood.

"Toya, are you hungry?" asked her.

Toya shook his head.

"Would you like water?"

Toya shook her head again, it wasn't that Toya wasn't thirsty, but that she wanted to leave the last half of the bag of water for him. Everyone including Toya was very thirsty, and what did it feel like to pour a mouthful of sand? Do you want to drink water? But the remaining half bag of water was their only hope of survival, and no one dared to drink it easily.

The horse team walked endlessly in the vast desert, and even the horses lost their energy, and they walked with their heads drooping and weak.

"Everyone, hold on! No problem! Believe me, if we keep walking, we will either be able to return to Saiyin Mountain, or we will be able to see the legendary Sand City after dark! That Sand City is the ruins of the ancient Rouran people, and it is full of gold and silver, everyone can take it casually!" Wushuang can only inspire everyone in this way. But you are not children, how can there be only these two results? There are two other directions?

"Brother, I still have an idea, maybe it's okay!" Ma Ya saw that it was not a way to go on like this, sooner or later it would destroy everyone's willpower, so she could only come up with a bad idea, although it was a bad idea, but it was also the only way, it was very laborious, but it was not necessarily unflattering.

"Speak quickly!"

"Assuming that we are now at a certain edge of the desert, counting from the beginning of our entry into the desert, according to the footsteps, we have probably walked out of fifty or sixty miles now, then, this death desert is only four hundred miles at most, right?"

"Shhh...... Hmm, maybe you have a point!" Wushuang probably understood what Ma Ya meant.

"Although we have lost our way now, we are not yet in the final situation of running out of food, our horses still have physical strength, we still have food, and we can still drink a sip of water on average! Why don't we take a desperate gamble? Let's take this desert as a plan, this plane is only 400 miles, even if we are at the beginning of one direction, with the strength of the Marls' feet, we can run to the end of the desert in the other direction after nightfall!"

"Good idea!" Wushuang looked at everyone, and everyone agreed with Ma Ya's method, although it was not a good idea, but at this time, there was no idea that had a better chance of winning than Ma Ya's.

"Let's go!" Wushuang shouted, flicking the reins, and the horse galloped.

In the desert, people have no sense of direction, no concept of time, the sky does not change at all, no matter how you run, the scenery around you is exactly the same. But in order to survive, everyone had to go out.

They galloped, their nostrils snorting.

They didn't know how long they had been running, they didn't know what time it was, they just knew that it was getting darker and darker, and the dark clouds were still blocking the setting sun, and they still couldn't see a ray of sunlight.

The horses were already exhausted, and their speed had slowed down a lot, and a horse with a horse's shoe nailed was actually certainly not as fast as running on the steppe in the desert, and it was greatly reduced, and it was even worse than a camel's top. But horses are the only wealth that the caravan depends on for survival, and they only have horses.

The horse's physical strength has reached its limit, and the current speed is the same as that of a normal person, not that the horse can't do it, but that the environment here is too harsh, and their hooves are not suitable for running in the desert. They have done their best.

"Huh......" Wushuang tightened the reins, the horse stopped, and behind him, everyone also stopped.

Everyone jumped off their horses and said nothing. Mongolians love horses like life, and they also cherish their horses and stroke their manes, but now horses need not the touch of horse breeders, but water!

Wushuang sat cross-legged on the soft sand dunes, lit a cigarette, and took a hard puff.

"Hey!"

The desert still stretches endlessly, and at the end of the vision is still a dark patch, with no houses, no rivers, and no people. It was as if they had been running in an endless chaos, and even if they were tired to death, they would not be able to reach the end of this desert of death.

Now, everyone's last bit of fighting spirit has been wiped out, and everyone is aware of the crisis, which is not the hatred of the last few days with Little Japan, when everyone knew that killing an enemy would give them a better chance of winning. But now it is different, their enemy is nature, this endless desert.

"Ah!!!!h For the first time, he felt that he was so powerless, and for the first time, he felt that his wrong decision was dragging everyone down.

Behind his back, a gentle little hand rested on his back.

"It's not your fault, it's that none of us have ever been to the desert, we don't know the dangers in the desert, and we are not fully prepared!" Ma Ya comforted him.

The sky is getting darker and darker, it seems that they must spend this night in the desert, the weather in the desert is unpredictable, not to mention whether the temperature can stand the sudden drop of 30 degrees after nightfall, this violent sand wind has not stopped at all, they can't camp in the sand wind, how can they resist the extremely bad weather?

The water is still the same water, and there is still half a bag, and everyone is already parched, and this is just the beginning, there is no danger in just dehydrating for half a day. But once a person is dehydrated for a day, the spirit will appear in a trance, and if there is any danger at this time, there is no way to return to heaven.

"Master, don't worry, we can kill horses and drink blood!" said Agudam.

Are they willing to kill horses? Every Mongolian loves horses as much as their lives, and these horses are raised by them, and they are the ones who eat. Even if they are just cats and dogs at home, people and animals have been together for so long and have feelings, and it is absolutely impossible to kill horses. But if it really pushes them into a corner, this is the only way they can continue to survive.

"No! No, no one is allowed to kill a horse! Horses are our most loyal friends of the Mongols!" said Toya, who had not spoken a word for a day.

"Toya, calm down, my brother won't do this, don't worry!" Ma Ya dragged her.

"If there are no horses, we can't escape again and again, and we can't reach this secret place that human beings have never explored, horses are heroes, I said, I want to bring every brother back alive, including the idea of 'them', no one has to think about it! Even if I die of thirst, I won't drink horse blood to survive!" Wushuang gave all Mongolians a preventive shot.