Chapter 132: The Northern Huns
Saibei, a boundless desert.
A tired team rode camels all the way north through the desert.
"Damn, it's been almost ten days, and we haven't gotten out of this desert yet, and if we continue like this, we'll all die of thirst here!"
A sergeant-like man, taking off his helmet and armor, hung it on the luggage rack of a camel, looked up at the sun hanging overhead, and opened his chapped lips to complain.
Before entering this desert, there were more than a dozen people in their team, but now there are only seven or eight people left, and the rest have been buried forever in this northern desert.
"Don't complain anymore, save some effort and wear it out early, otherwise, sooner or later, you will die here."
Someone accosted, hung his head, and his voice was hoarse because of lack of water.
"I'm so thirsty and want to drink water."
At the end of the line, he reached out and picked up the kettle, his eyes were hot and misty, and he seemed a little trance.
"Can't drink it!"
The person who had been leading the team at the front of the team finally spoke, turned around, and let out a low shout.
He was also thirsty, but he had been patient, and he used all his strength to resist the fear of lack of water and thirst.
This time he went to Saibei, with a heavy responsibility, even if he died here, he had to ensure that someone in the team could go out and complete the task.
"The size of this desert is beyond our expectations, and no one knows how long it will take to find a water source, so don't drink the last sip of water in the pot until the last minute."
The person at the head revealed a resolute look in his eyes, and he was obviously the leader of these people.
As he spoke, he touched the water bladder hanging from his waist, where only the last mouthful of water remained.
"But...... I really can't stand the thirst, if I don't drink it, I'm going to die of thirst! ”
When it comes to water, the person at the end of the line is like a person who is about to drown and suddenly sees a straw, whether he can save his life or not, he grabs it first, and his eyes emit green light.
At the moment, regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one, as soon as he picked up the water bladder, he reached out to put the stopper.
"Stop him, drink this sip of water, he will not be far from death!"
The leader of the team shouted loudly.
This is a desert, the water source is extremely precious, and the water that everyone carries is not even enough for themselves to drink, and it is impossible to help others, and if you help others, you will die yourself!
Now there is not much water left in everyone's water bladder, and once the last drop of water is drunk, as long as no new water source is found today, or if it is out of this desert, this person will die!
The man closest to the end of the group stretched out his hand to try to stop him, but the man at the end of the group seemed to have endured it to the limit, and the thirst could no longer bear it, so he jumped off the camel's back with a water bladder, and evaded the hindrance of his companions, and reached out to pull the stopper, and was about to stuff it into his mouth.
"Bang!"
A flash of light, a scimitar stuck in its scabbard, struck the knee of the man at the end of the group like an aurora, causing him to weaken his knee and fall to the ground with a thud.
Before the water bladder in his hand could be stuffed into his mouth and drank the last sip of water, he fell from his hand, and a figure flashed from the front, stretched out his hand and copied the water bladder in his hand, and the water in it did not spill.
The people in this team turned out to be good martial arts masters, but because of the lack of water, they had been forced to the brink of life and death at this moment.
"Bear with me, I'm about to go out of the desert, there is a river ahead, let you drink enough when the time comes!"
It was the leader of the team who caught the water bladder, although his thirsty lips were chapped and his eyes were blank, but in order to save his teammates, he still forced his hand and snatched the opponent's water bladder.
"Give it to me...... Give me water, I'm thirsty! ”
The man at the end of the line, lying on the hot sand, was already thirsty and had no strength to get up, but stretched out his hands, opened his chapped mouth, and asked for a water bladder with helpless eyes.
"Lift him up to the camel, tie him with ropes, and let us hurry!"
The leader of the team did not relent, but re-plugged the water bladder, hung it on his waist, and gave orders to his companions.
The two companions stepped forward, dragged their tired figures, gritted their teeth, and carried the men at the tail of the group, helped them onto the camels, and secured them with ropes.
In this way, not only could he no longer drink water, but he could not even move, and it also prevented him from falling off his camel when he was thirsty.
Whether he can survive depends on whether he can hold on through this desert.
The companions glanced at the companions at the end of the team with complicated expressions, if they couldn't get out of this desert today, they would probably end up tomorrow just like the companions in front of them.
"Everyone, remember, don't drink water, don't lick your lips, keep up with the team, don't fall behind, we must find water before dark!"
The leader of the group remounted the camel, repeated it to his companions, and then gave the order to proceed.
The scorching sun above their heads has been hanging tightly above everyone's heads, cruelly and mercilessly exposing everyone, and the camels have lowered their heads, carried heavy loads, and left a series of hoof prints in the desert.
"Unified ...... Commander, front...... Someone seems to have it! ”
I don't know how long later, someone in the team suddenly spoke, and his voice was a little excited.
"Don't speak, save some effort, hurry up, those are all mirages." The leader of the team didn't even raise his head, but turned his head to signal the team.
"No, it's true, and there are quite a few people!"
"It seems to be the Huns!"
Everyone in the team did not obey the order this time, but shouted one after another, and their voices were already full of excitement.
They went to Saibei this time to find the Xiongnu tribe.
"Phew!"
The neighing of horses reached the ears of the leader of the group, and he was shocked and looked up ahead.
Although the scene of the mirage is extremely realistic, there will definitely be no sound, and since there is a sound, it means that there are real people.
As long as there are people, it means that they are not far from penetrating this desert, and they are saved!
The leader of the team excitedly spread his arms and waved to the people in front of him.
Suddenly, he found that he couldn't shout, and his throat was so thirsty that he almost wanted to smoke, and he lost his voice directly.
"Hungarian...... Huns! It's the Huns! ”
After a while, a little sound came out of his throat.
"Brother, your life can be regarded as picked up."
One person patted the person who was tied to the tail of the team, his face was full of relief and emotion.
Their trip is equivalent to taking a trip from the ghost gate, and they will survive after the catastrophe, and they naturally feel that life is precious.
The person at the end of the line didn't react anymore, but instinctively snorted, indicating that there was still a breath and he was not dead.
"Hey, who are you?"
Coming was a nomadic army, led by a bearded man, dressed in sheepskin and shoulders, with a horsewhip in one hand and a wine jug in the other, shouting loudly.
"We are the Wuhuan tribe of Donghu, and we have come to find the king of Huyan of the Northern Xiongnu on the order of Dun Shan Yu!"
The person at the head of the team said and took out a book and a token from his body.
"King Huyan?!"
The words of the leader of the Wuhuan team settled, and everyone in the Hun team on the opposite side was shocked.
King Huyan is the king of their Xiongnu, and the follower has the same meaning, and they all represent the supreme leader of the tribe.
This group of people actually came to find King Huyan? That's a distinguished guest!
This Xiongnu team is just a herdsman grazing nearby, taking advantage of the noon to drink and ride a horse, galloping outside, now seeing that the other party has a great background, suddenly half of the wine was awakened, and hurriedly stepped forward to accept and bring back the Wuhuan team.