Qin Emperor Ziying

Chapter 349
In order to avoid the pursuit of the Huns, the Qin army dispersed into the desert.

Ziying ran freely on the horse for several hours, until it was completely dark, then he stopped and began to pay attention to his situation.

At this time, he had already left the safe route dominated by the Gobi, and looked around completely undulating sand dunes.

It was already unclear where he was.

Although already extremely tired, Ziying knew in his heart that it was not suitable for traveling during the day in the hinterland of the desert.

When Ziying traveled to the desert in the previous life, I remembered that the tour guide once mentioned a common sense. In the desert, under direct sunlight, even if you don’t exercise, you consume three times as much water as in the shade.

In the current state, it is naturally impossible for someone to save you.

Although there are a few water bags and some dry food on the horse's back, it is naturally impossible to carry a lot of luggage as a baby. This water and food are only a daily amount. On the contrary, the food and drink carried by the ordinary Qin army's war horses But enough to buy a week's needs.

But time was running out, so there was no time to bring some food.

Therefore, Ziying can only go out at night to minimize the loss of water.

Looking back at the Polaris hanging high in the sky, Ziying settled down and started walking in the opposite direction.

Before dawn, Ziying stopped under a giant tree that had died for an unknown number of years.

It is the greatest blessing in the desert to find shelter before dawn.

Tie the only war horse to the withered tree trunk, choose a location with the most dense dead branches, tie his spare clothes to the dead branches above his head, build a simple pergola, drink two sips of water, and eat a little grain , Ziying began to seize the time to rest.

However, Fang Fang fell asleep for a while, and Ziying was awakened by the mournful cry of war horses. He opened his eyes and saw that there was a big colorful snake with a meter length in front of him, looking at him.

Looking sideways, the war horse that walked into the desert with him was already twitching constantly, and it seemed that it was no longer able to die.

The shade under this dead tree is not just my choice, some desert animals will also go out to hunt at night, and return here to hide when the temperature gradually rises.

However, it is estimated that this snake had a good harvest last night, otherwise, it might have slapped Ziying on him when he was asleep just now.

There is no research on Snake Baby. Although no one has heard of any particularly poisonous snakes in the northern desert, the poison of this snake is definitely not small after seeing the horses encountering it.

Slowly grabbing his long sword with his hand, Ziying felt relieved.

Although the snake's movements were extremely fast, they were not as fast as Ziying's sword speed. A silver light flashed across the big snake that was still aggressively facing Ziying just now, and its head was already decapitated.

Looking at the swaying snake body, Ziying hurriedly split the severed snake head in two again.

Let the snake move as long as it moves, the snake head Ziying has heard that some kinds of snakes are so tenacious in life that even a severed tongue can bite people.

Snakes are a supreme delicacy in some areas, but no matter in the past or in this life, Ziying has always kept a respectful distance from this kind of game.

Pushing the snake corpse away with a branch, Ziying got up and walked towards his horse.

Although still twitching from time to time, Ziying knew that the horse was hopeless.

For the rest of the way, I am afraid I have to rely on my own feet to get out of the desert.

Not daring to stay in the scorching sun for long, Ziying picked up the dry food and water bags on the ground, and hid under his "pergola" again.

The sun rises and sets, and when the sun completely dims its light and the night brings a little bit of coolness to rule the desert again, Ziying walks out of the shade of the tree, takes his belongings, and continues to walk towards the south.

Since it is nocturnal and it is necessary to find a place to shade during the day the next day, the distance Ziying can travel in a day is really limited.

The desert, which could have been walked out in a day or so by riding a horse, was still a vast expanse of gravel after Ziying walked for three days.

And the food and water sources he carried, no matter how much he saved, he was almost exhausted.

Licking his dry and cracked lips, Ziying poured the last sip of water into his mouth, stood up from the foot of a leeward rock, and continued on the road.

Although Ziying was very lucky to find a rock that could shade the sun before dawn, Ziying dragged his weary steps and leaned on a branch to move under the rock step by step, and he had no strength left.

From yesterday to now, Ziying drank a sip of water for a whole day, and Ziying was already extremely weak at this moment.

If it wasn't for Ziying's status as a martial artist, and his physical fitness was much stronger than others, he might have already collapsed in the vast desert.

The sun gradually rose, and the scorching light shone on the earth again. Ziying stuck tightly to the corner of the rock, greedily absorbing every bit of cool air.

At this moment, a rustling sound came again, and a sand boa slowly walked over from the desert.

As cold-blooded animals, they also feel extremely uncomfortable under the scorching sun. The position occupied by the baby under the rock's feet has always been the place where it hides from the scorching sun every day.

Seeing the snake slowly walking towards him, Ziying didn't move a single bit as if he was petrified, until the snake was about to touch his body, Ziying killed it with a backhand sword .

Just as he was about to push the snake outside like before, the branch that was pushing out suddenly paused.

Streams of snake blood were flowing out from the wound on the snake's body.

In a moment, Ziying seemed to have made a decision, threw the branch aside, rushed up to grab the snake that had just died, pointed his mouth at the wound, closed his eyes, and sucked heavily.

Ziying didn't let go of his mouth until he couldn't suck any more blood.

After the slightly cold snake blood entered, Ziying slowly regained some energy.

Now that the snake's blood had been drunk, Ziying took the long sword and disemboweled the snake's body, took out the snake's gallbladder and swallowed it again in one gulp, and then threw the snake's body, which had been drained of all its value, far away.

There is a Chinese proverb called "broken pot broken fall", and the change of Ziying's own mentality perfectly proves this saying.

Continuing to retreat to the edge of the rock, Ziying looked forward to another snake coming.

However, this expectation is doomed to fail. Two tigers cannot fit in one mountain. This rock is the territory of this snake, so naturally it will not come to the second one.

As night fell, Ziying, who had regained a bit of strength after drinking the snake's blood, leaned on a branch and set foot on the road again.

However, how much blood can a mere snake have? After walking for more than two hours, Ziying couldn't hold on and fell down in the desert.

(End of this chapter)