In the vast desert and yellow sand, the group walked all the way, leaving a long list of deep footprints. Tireless, not afraid of loneliness, striding forward, resolute.

Earth-colored sheepskin coats, earthy rabbitskin hats, earthy yellow face towels, and a line of earth-yellow figures walked through the desert, almost blending with the long yellow sand.

Suddenly, a fierce wind rose, and the yellow sand covered the entire desert, and the sound was terrifying.

The wind is howling, the yellow sand is merciless, and the forces of nature are far beyond human resistance. The group was unstable and unable to open their eyes, and even had some difficulty breathing. They struggled to hold their bodies, and with their heads in their hands, they prostrate themselves on the ground, letting the wind and the yellow sand run wild.

I don't know how long it took for the desert to calm again. The long yellow sand, as far as the eye can see, is natural, and does not leave a trace of the raging wind.

The yellow sand squirmed, and several figures slowly rose up, with the illusion of rebirth after the catastrophe. They took a deep breath and opened their eyes, their faces changing abruptly. As if they were going crazy, they kept digging through the yellow sand beside them with their hands, calling out the names of their companions......

After a long time, there were no less than twenty-one people, and all of them were unharmed. Speechless, unbridled laughter resounded in the desert. Unfortunately, the thirteen men lost their bags. Luckily, the eight's bags were found.

Night fell, and there was a deathly silence all around. The group leaned against each other, ate some dry food, and drank a little water. With most of the bags missing, dry food and drinking water can only be consumed in rations. In just one day, twenty-one people were already covered with wind and sand, and their lips were chapped, but their eyes still flashed with a strange light.

The cold yellow sand, the biting cold wind, if it weren't for the internal strength of the twenty-one people, the bitter cold of the desert would have been enough to take their lives.

Yan Shan looked up at the night sky and fell into deep thought. These twenty people are all warriors in a thousand, but in this harsh environment, they are also a little powerless. If it is an ordinary soldier, it is really self-defeating. The army is traveling far away, and it is necessary to be cautious.

Yan Shan asked, "Brother Ha, at the current speed, when will we be able to reach Helan Mountain?"

Haril replied: "It will take four days." ”

"What about dry food and drinking water?" Yan Shan asked again.

Haril sighed and said with a wry smile: "I can barely last for three days." ”

Yan Shan smiled indifferently and said casually: "If you rush overnight tomorrow night, will you be able to reach Helan Mountain in three days?"

Haril nodded slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Yes." ”

Yan Shan said again: "What do you think?"

"No problem. The rest of the group spoke in unison.

The sky was slightly bright, and the group began to hurry. On the vast desert, silently move forward. Words have become a luxury, because they also drain energy and water. Except for the pair of fierce and determined eyes, the group was no different from the walking dead.

Under the bright moonlight, the group was still moving forward, their steps heavy but extremely firm. Finally, one of them fell. His expression was pained, and his eyes were full of guilt. The boy doesn't flick when he has tears, but he hasn't reached the sad place. This iron-clad warrior on the grassland couldn't help but have tears flashing in his eyes.

The group stopped. At this moment, everyone was on the verge of collapse and set their eyes on Yanshan.

Yan Shan walked in front of the man, smiled slightly, didn't say a word, picked him up and continued to move forward.

The man burst into tears and choked up, "Brother Yan......"

Yan Shan interrupted the man and said with a light smile: "Brother Li, don't speak, save your strength." ”

A few people hurriedly stepped forward and said in a deep voice: "Brother Yan, let's carry Li He on our backs!"

Yan Shan said softly: "Continue to hurry, no need to say more." "The voice is not loud, but the words are loud, and there is an unquestionable majesty.

Under the moonlight, tears flashed, and an inexplicable force surged.

At dawn, on the back of a sand dune, a group of people leaned against each other and fell asleep quietly.

In the evening, Li He's face was flushed, his body trembled slightly, and cold sweat broke out in his palms. Everyone was anxious, but there was nothing they could do.

Li He said in a low voice: "Brother Yan, you go first, I'll catch up when I'm better." ”

Yan Shan's expression was calm, and he smiled lightly: "With me here, you will be fine." ”

Yan Shan picked up Li He on his back, and the group continued to move forward.

Inadvertently, a magical power arose in everyone's hearts. You'll be fine with me. It's a commitment, an unquestionable commitment. Simple words, deeply moved. It is this kind of emotion that inspires everyone to continue to move forward and be steadfast.

Death for a confidant. In Li He's heart, this touch is unforgettable, and he will protect it with his life.

Food and water were insufficient, and the environment was extremely harsh, but the group survived with firm faith and unyielding will.

At dawn on the fourth day, they arrived at the foot of Helan Mountain.