Chapter 514 Vitality

As I closed my eyes, I could only hear the whistling sound getting closer and closer to me, but soon seemed to turn the direction and swept past him, and went further and further.

As the howling sound went away, Zhang Haotian felt that the dust hitting his face gradually decreased, so he opened his eyes.

When he stood up and looked around, he suddenly complained secretly.

It turned out that it took only twenty minutes at most from the time he was thrown off his horse by his "good temper". However, everything in front of him had completely changed. The hill just now had become a depression, and the depression just now had become a hill, like an invisible magic hand, turning all the scenes upside down.

What's worse is that the sun was already hiding in the clouds at this time, and the sky and the earth were dark, and he could not tell the direction of his direction, nor could he find the way he came.

In fact, Zhang Haotian didn't know that he had escaped a disaster. The gust of wind, sand and howling sound just now was a common natural disaster "tornado" in the desert. Whether humans and animals were swept in, they might even fly dozens of miles away and fall to pieces. Fortunately, the "good temper" is an old horse with rich experience. He once walked in the desert and had the instinct of animal refuge, which lifted him down, and his location was not in the center of the "tornado". Otherwise, it would be a lot of luck.

Before entering the desert, Zhang Haotian knew that he was not familiar with the situation and was still very cautious. He decided to go back after walking for only a distance, but he never thought that he would encounter this tornado. The weather suddenly changed. Now there is no sun guiding the direction, and the road is different. If he walks around, he will easily become a headless fly and lose his direction in this long yellow sand.

After seeing the power of the tornado, he became more cautious and decided to wait. After the sun or moon and stars came out, he could distinguish the direction from them and return to the small lake. In this desert, he would search for at most three days. No matter whether he could touch the robbers or not, he would have to turn around. His purpose of going to the border was to get weapons, and then when Zhou Xueman's illness was better, he quietly sneaked back to the Lanya tribe to take her to a safe place. Now he had already got a gun in Garu, and he gradually found his experience in the direction of the grassland. There was no need to retreat to the border. After three days, it was estimated that Zhou Xueman's illness had improved and he could move forward. It would be best to return to the Dage tribe, ask Garu to lead the way, and wait until he was outside the Lanya tribe's settlement and make him faint.

However, since entering the grassland, everything has indeed been unhappy. Zhang Haotian waited in place until nightfall, and the sun did not reveal itself from the clouds. What is even more painful is that there is not even a moon. His idea of ​​finding direction through celestial bodies was obviously failed.

There were only two pies in Garu's food bag. Zhang Haotian had already eaten one. When he saw the "good temper" and kept breathing, he seemed very annoyed. He knew that it was hungry, so he took a small bite of the pie and gave it more than half. Even the water in the water bag left it with only a small part. This was not Zhang Haotian's kindness to pity the animals. Because he knew that he came on horseback when he came, and if he starved to death, he would take at least three times the time to judge the direction and rely on his own feet. If he really wanted to kill the horse and drink blood and eat meat, he could only force him to do so.

As night came, the temperature suddenly dropped sharply, and the temperature difference was obviously much larger than on the grassland. Zhang Haotian did not bring a blanket and was trembling all over. Fortunately, it was a summer night, so he would not be frozen into a popsicle.

The moon and stars did not appear as they wished, and Zhang Haotian was also in a dilemma. Now there are two roads in front of him. If he does not walk around in a direction, if he goes wrong, he will lead himself into a dead end. However, if tomorrow is still a cloudy day, he will stop here, which seems to be a dead end.

As he thought, his natural adventure character finally prompted him to make a decision to find a direction to move forward, but this decision was not completely aimless. He still remembers the map here and knows that the Zabukhan Desert is far inferior to the Sahara Desert. As long as he finds one direction to walk, the chance of going out is high, and he can never sit here and wait for death.

So he turned over and rode on his "good temper", looked around in the darkness, and went in one direction casually.

Walking forward until the sky turned white and still had not walked out of the desert. Not only did the sun still not come out, the sky was gloomy and it was actually drizzling. Zhang Haotian's mood at this moment was as gloomy as the sky above his head.

What he is most worried about now is that he is not walking in a straight line. After all, it is very difficult to determine a straight line in a desert without coordinates. A slight deviation may deviate from the direction. If you circle inside, it will be dangerous.

At this time, he cursed God, it would be fine if it rained, but it was a silky light rain. He couldn't even raise his head and mouth to catch the rain. The rain fell into the sand and instantly got in. He didn't even think about getting some water.

After walking for a few more hours, his stomach was so hungry that he was yelling, and his "good temper" was weak when he walked.

There was still a piece of yellow sand in front of him, and Zhang Haotian became more and more aware of the terror of the desert. He silently caressed the "good temper" who was walking slower and slower, and his heart was already full of sorrow. "good temper" was Has Qiqige's love for horses, and has helped him a lot in the past few days. However, if it reaches the last moment, killing horses, drinking blood and eating meat is his only choice.

Just as he was thinking, he suddenly felt that the speed of "good temper" suddenly accelerated and headed towards his right hand. He quickly looked at it and saw a cluster of things appearing hundreds of meters away. When he got closer, he could see clearly that there were more than ten cactus trees.

Before the "good temper" arrived at the cluster of cactus, Zhang Haotian jumped off his horse and faced these cactus that were stained with sand and dust, densely packed with spikes, and green in the gray. At this time, he felt as if a wealthy mist had seen the Jinshan. The "good temper" kept making low hiss. It obviously knew that this plant could not be cut off, so he arched Zhang Haotian with his head and signaled him to give it to him for food.

At this time, Zhang Haotian gradually calmed down from his excitement, looked at these cactus that were half a human tall, and suddenly saw that many places were flat, and they were cut by people, and the marks of the peeling looked new.

Such discovery made Zhang Haotian feel a little more joy. In this Zabuhan Desert, the robbers who could cut these cactus were undoubtedly the robbers living inside. Judging from the traces, they should have been passing by for a short time.

He was hungry and thirsty. He didn't think about it anymore. He pulled out the scimitar inserted into his waist, cut off a large piece of cactus with one knife, picked it up carefully, cut off the thorns outside, fed it to his "good temper" mouth, followed by himself and bite it a lot and chewed it.

The cactus is very bitter at the entrance, but for Zhang Haotian at this time, it is already the best delicacy in the world. The cactus is very tender and has sufficient moisture. Of course, it is a world of difference compared to the tip of the draft.

Due to the need for survival, Zhang Haotian did something to fish in the water, which was to cut down more than a dozen cactus trees, enjoyed it with his "good temper", and then peeled all the remaining cactus, then took off his underwear, put on his "good temper" back, put on his clothes, and then turned on his horse.

At this moment, his heart has stabilized. With these edible and hydrated cactus, he and his "good temper" can last at least three to four days. In the desert with extremely large climate change, it is impossible to have no sun and stars in these three or four days. If nothing unexpected happens, life can be safe, and you can continue to search in the desert. This is undoubtedly the route that the robbers pass, and they may be nearby, but it is certain that if the robbers want to survive in the desert, there must be a place where they can camp for a long time.

He was riding on the horse, looking around, thinking about which direction to go, but his "good temper" sounded "huffing" and trotted without waiting for him to take control.

Starting from "good temper" with himself, he has always been gentle and obedient and will not run around. Now he is running on his own initiative. Zhang Haotian was stunned at first, but soon felt that the "good temper" running had a sense of direction. Suddenly he remembered that Has Qiqige said that this "good temper" was given to her by his father Su He, and Garu also said that Prince Aldunlan had recruited people from the three royal families three times to enter the desert to encircle the robbers. Su He is the patriarch of the Lanya tribe, so he naturally participated in this matter. Then "good temper" is likely to have come to this desert. Perhaps this cluster of cactus evokes some of its memories. The instinct of animals to survive is sometimes greater than that of humans.

Release the reins and let the "good temper" trot. Seeing that its speed was getting faster and faster, it further confirmed that it had been here. Zhang Haotian began to be alert and took off the carbine on his back and held it in his hand. He had studied carbine in the past two days. This weapon must be relatively backward, but it is larger than an ordinary hunting rifle. The gun chamber is filled with a candle to shoot five bullets in a row. The overall performance should be similar to the "Three Eight Big Cover" used by the Japanese invading China. It is very likely that it was improved from this weapon. He had practiced rifles at the shooting training base in City C. Of course, there would be no problem with shooting. However, if he encountered those robbers, he would never shoot first, otherwise he would not be able to find out his own background.

About half an hour later, the "good temper" had already been running forward for a kilometer or two. As we were walking, two black dots suddenly appeared in the distance, and there were two hills very close.

After galloping forward for a while, Zhang Haotian could see clearly that it was indeed two hills. There was a valley between them. There was no green vegetation on the mountain, but I don’t know if there was a source of water in the valley. If so, the place where the strong helmets lived was likely to be inside.

As we marched, we were only three or four hundred meters away from the valley. At this moment, we suddenly saw a group of people galloping out of the valley, obviously intercepting us.

When Zhang Haotian saw these people, he was not afraid, but instead breathed a sigh of relief, because he knew in his heart that he was already close to the time when his life was completely revealed.

After a while, the people arrived in front of Zhang Haotian and immediately dispersed and surrounded him, aiming all the rifles in their hands at him.

Zhang Haotian looked at them and found eight people, all of them were fierce men with fierce faces. They were from twenty to forty years old, and most of them were old-fashioned. Only two of them wore new robes that didn't fit very well. Of course, they were only snatched up soon.
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