Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 93: Prince of the Desert

In the early morning, somewhere in the desert.

　　 When the first ray of dawn lifted the pitch black on the horizon, a monster—a monster whose body was tightly wrapped in clothing and thick cloth—moved in a sheltered place under a huge rock, clumsy Got up.

　　 But it does not wake up naturally.

　　 In the dimness, the "monster" stretched out its thick limbs, yawned exhaustedly, pulled his head and face out of the thick cloth, and took a deep breath.

　　 It's dawn.

　　It—the young man wrapped in this clothing stretched his hand out of the huge rock in a dim manner.

　　 A blast of cold wind blew across his palms immediately, causing him to shiver.

　　 is so cold.

　　 Thales, who wrapped himself tightly, shuddered and shook his whole body, rubbing his hands, and touching to his side-last night it was so easy to extinguish the fire with flint branches. Up.

　　 He shook his head with lingering fear.

　　 Next time, I can’t spend the night on such a high sand dune. The wind is too strong, even if there are rocks to shelter from the wind.

　　Under the bright sky, the prince thought so, leaning against the rock behind him in a daze.

　　 He looked at the endless desert wilderness from a distance, and it took him thirty seconds to fully wake up from his dysphoria.

　　In Thales’ six-year study career in Longxiao City, almost every bachelor who had the honor to go to the Palace of Valor to teach two distinguished students, described the Great Desert as “hot” and "Exposure", or something like that.

　　 The fact is: Only half of the time here is deadly heat.

　　 During the other half of the time—its night was cold enough to store ice cubes, or freeze to death a Thales.

　　Mom.

　　 Thales squeezed his body and thought with complaint: They must be hearsay.

　　 deserves the Northlanders can’t enter the desert.

　　 Thales sighed with emotion, raised his eyes, and saw the small canyon under the huge rock and the long sand dunes not far away.

　　Nature is the most wonderful painter: under the red skyline, the rolling sand dunes are colored golden, the curves are elegant and smooth, like the back of a beautiful woman lying on her side, giving people an indescribable gentleness .

　　 However, only Thales himself knows what kind of ruthless truth lies in this refreshing beauty.

　　 It's sunrise, and the coldness of the night is gradually disappearing, and there are still a few hours left before the noon heat. This is his precious time on the road.

　　 Thales opened his luggage and checked his inventory.

　　 a piece of dry cheese, two small bread pieces.

　　 and......

　　 The last bag of water.

　　 He sighed.

　　 Thales rubbed his dry lips, resisted the slight hunger, and stuffed the cheese back into his bag.

　　 He took out the little bread left, biting silently in the quiet morning, filled with the energy needed for the morning, until he found the next source of water, he couldn’t eat more—it would make his body Water consumption is faster.

　　 Thinking of this, Thales's pressure suddenly increased.

　　 Thales got up, dug a bunker not far from the camp, uncovered a piece of his own linen, took out a few stones from it, and fortunately found that the lower part of the stone was cold and wet .

The prince 　　 treats them like lovers, happily opened his mouth, sucking the moistness on it-the taste is a bit strange, but you can get a little water from it, without consuming precious water, why not do it.

　　 water shortage is not the only threat.

　　 Thales tested the surrounding temperature, silently took off the clothes that kept warm for the night, tied his bag, reached out into the fire with only the last remaining temperature, and put his upper half of his face, especially the eye sockets. Use coke to smear.

　　 You know, when Thales, who had been walking in the endless desert for a day, found that he was starting to get dizzy, the kind of panic in his heart almost filled his chest.

　　 until he remembered this method-it is said that hunters in the Northland in the extreme cold occasionally use this trick to avoid snow blindness that may be caused by prolonged patrolling in the white snow, and Thales dares Swear by his three-day desert experience: This trick is also effective in the desert.

　　 Thales finished applying the carbon black, and then unfolded the linen cloth that collected the moisture, tied it to the top of his head, and tied the temples of his hair tightly. Although Thales didn't feel how hot the desert was—even though everyone had told him that the greatest threat in the desert was heat—but wearing a headscarf, whether it was sunshading or moisturizing, should help more or less.

　　 From the leggings to the cuffs, he carefully checked his outfit: he took out the black cloth that Yala gave him and used it as a mask to cover his mouth and nose, showing only a pair of eyes, carrying his bag and time crossbow, Grabbing two branches used as walking sticks, he confirmed that the direction of the rising sun was on his left hand.

　　 wish all the best today.

　　 let me find the water source...

　　 or assistance.

　　 After finishing preparations, the prince who had just wrapped himself up as a surprise gift thought so, took a deep breath, and walked out of the shelter.

　　The wind and sand suddenly came oncoming, with the cold of the night, he couldn't help squinting.

　　 is facing a big sand dune, Thales carefully walked around its center, looking for a long way but a small slope, try to avoid the gentle **** of the wind and go up diagonally, and walked over this dune-the first day into the desert He went straight up and down stupidly. After turning over two sand dunes, he was panting and his legs were numb. Now Thales has finally learned his lesson.

　　 "Hoo...唰...唰..."

　　The wind and sand came from his back, and the fine gravel hit the linen cloth in his ears, rustling.

　　 Thales used the strength of a cane to move forward step by step, going round when encountering high slopes, and crossing gently when encountering gentle slopes.

　　 The sun gradually rose, and the cold desert gradually warmed up. He occasionally turned his head and looked around. There was only a piece of yellow sand in his eyes, and only the sound of the wind was whistling in his ears, and all the birds and animals were gone.

　　Even plants have only low shrubs and deep-rooted dry willows, lying dead on the sand.

　　 There is still only Thales alone in the vast sand dunes that can be seen above.

　　 Not to talk about people.

　　 There are not even animal bones-at least that can remind him of the danger here, and use fear to replace dullness.

　　 Thales shook his head, tried to hum a little tune, thinking about some pleasant things-the prince trapped by the high wall for six years had read many tourist notes. He knew that in this extremely bad In the environment, the most deadly is not the external threat, but the mental pressure caused by loneliness and panic.

　　 Nothing can destroy a person more than isolation and loneliness.

　　 This is Thales’ fourth day in the desert.

　　 He didn't know when he entered the desert.

　　 It seems that there is no obvious boundary between Exeter’s Qiyuan City and the famous desert—for example, a boundary monument with the inscription "Exter Borderline" or "Walker Stop".

　　 In fact, after happily "breaking up" with the other two, Thales rode a day's journey on horseback. The first thing he entered was a rocky desert that was almost the same as a barren land, full of bare rocks.

　　 There, huge bedrock is everywhere, the terrain is occasionally undulating, and the view is extremely wide. Marriage has lingering fears

　　 There are not many and no low bushes, which deceived Thales’s eyes and made him think that the desert has not yet arrived.

　　 had to continue walking--he tore the meat from his mouth and said to himself--should be able to find someone at the junction.

　　 Thanks to the blessing of the silver shadow man, Thales, who is walking on the earth, can feel the direction: He is heading all the way to the south. The slightly higher rock formations in the north gradually reach the end, the vegetation begins to decrease, and the temperature brought by the sun slowly increases. Lips are getting dry day by day.

　　 As the road drifted away, his eyes were no longer bare bedrock, but began to be covered with gravel ranging from pot cover to fist size. Fortunately, the quality of the horseshoes in the north was so hard that Thales was spared the trek. Suffering.

　　 However, Thales passed a deserted and deserted settlement on the road, and after shaking his head disappointedly in the face of an abandoned dry well, the robust warhorse of the North showed an indispensable resistance to moving forward.

　　When the rein in his hand became more and more difficult to control, the second prince who was talking about geography along the way suddenly realized:

　　 Unknowingly, he entered no man's land.

　　 After half a day, instead of straining to drag a horse that wanted to retreat, Thales reluctantly took down the necessary supplies, let go of the horse, and broke off two hard branches. Cut into a cane, one carries a suitcase, and the other helps to walk, and move forward with difficulty.

　　 There is still rocky ground at my feet, and the endless Gobi is still in front of me, but the wind is getting stronger and the temperature is getting hotter.

　　As his feet speed up, Thales frowned and found that the gravel under his feet became smaller and smaller, and his footsteps on the ground were no longer smooth and neat.

　　 Ten hours later, at dusk, he raised his head after stubbornly replenishing water, and he was surprised to find that whether he looked up or looked back, everything around him was already covered with yellow sand.

　　Unconsciously, the great desert has arrived.

　　 Thales stared at everything in front of him, thinking so.

　　The problem is...

Where is the respondent of 　　 Secret Division?

　　 Did he miss someone, or did he go the wrong way?

　　 Looking back on the path, but at a loss, Thales hesitated for a long time, and finally decided: to go ahead, follow the direction in memory, go all the way to the southeast, to find the oasis, to find the supply line of the star army.

　　 Before this, Grivor and Kezi in Longxiao City seemed to foresee that he would not stop even if he escaped outside the city. They prepared a suit suitable for the prince early on, and Monty’s two The horse is obviously related to the secret branch. The bag on the saddle is full of things necessary to travel through the desert: water, bread, salt, flint, thick clothing and rope.

　　 and the two sticks he folded on the road.

　　 Thales felt good after checking his luggage.

　　 But the journey to **** the next day told him: He was wrong.

　　 Thales underestimated the desert.

　　 It is far scarier than imagined.

　　 The soft sand on the ground seems harmless, but obstacles are difficult to handle. One step and one pit, the whole person often slides to the heels when climbing, which is even more difficult to deal with than the snow in the northern winter. Thales even feels I walked no more than ten miles on the first day.

　　 The wind speed in the desert was so strong and urgent that Thales would be blown to each other if he was not careful. Once, he was simply scraped off when climbing a slope, rolling and screaming all the way down the sand dunes. Ten Minutes of climbing are all gone.

　　 After that, Thales was determined not to go uphill again, never go straight up to the dunes, and it was best to walk along the ripples of the sand—if you can't follow the wind, the wind can't get past you.

　　 The terrain in the desert is not flat, just undulating sand dunes, and from time to time you can encounter huge sandstones and steep gorges. After untold hardships "exploring" the bottom of a gorge, Thales felt It is better to stay away from them.

　　 just like this, he went all the way, the first day, the first night, the second day, the second night...

　　 all the way to the present.

　　 The fourth day in the desert.

　　 is still unpopulated, the fourth day alone.

　　 Step by step, Thales squinted his eyes and tried his best to move forward, counting the number of steps, taking off the water bag every time he passed a certain distance, sipping a small sip of water to moisten his mouth.

　　 I don’t know how long I have been walking, the sun is getting higher and higher, and the surroundings are getting hotter and hotter.

　　 He could even feel the sweat on the skin under the headscarf, wrapped in clothing, sticky and damp, hot and uncomfortable.

　　 but he can't unlock it.

　　 can’t.

　　 Thales held back from time to time, leaning on his cane and walking down a windward slope, looking back at the leeward, frowning-he felt that he was walking crooked.

　　 Damn it.

　　 He cursed in his heart, put his cane into the sand on the spot, looked at the shadow of the cane on the ground, looked back, found a stone, and placed it on top of the shadow.

　　After entering the desert and suffering for the first day, Thales encountered a worse problem: the wonderful sense of direction he obtained after the black trail made Thales joyfully thought that he had really never been since." Never get lost", but this wonderful ability failed after entering the desert, and he could no longer feel the topography under his feet and the direction of the road ahead.

　　 It seems that no matter how omnipotent power and existence seem to be, there will still be problems of inadequacy-Thales thought wearily, taking advantage of the sun is not too big and the sand is not hot yet, half sit down and rest for a while .

　　 How long will it take to walk to meet rescue?

　　 Will he die here?

　　 really bad.

　　 fuck!

　　 Thales shook his head and patted his cheek to calm his irritability.

　　Don't think, don't think, don't think.

　　 Thales warned himself: first arrive at the next destination, and then think about the next step.

　　 Otherwise, he is afraid that he can't find a place, and he will be under too much pressure and mentally breakdown first.

　　 In fact, because of the long absence of people, no communication, and monotonous scenery, the prince now feels that he is a little abnormal.

　　 His reaction began to slow down, and his vision began to become fixed.

　　 and the mood becomes unstable.

　　 Thales chuckled and shook his head.

　　 cannot work.

　　He can't give up.

　　 He will adjust himself until he finds a way out.

　　 It is ridiculous that on the first day, Thales still felt that the desert was not that dangerous.

　　 Following the vegetation that was not very sparse at that time, he found a small shallow pool under a huge rock at dusk. The edge of the pool was full of life, and there were even a few jackals gathered by the pool. In the small corner, he took a sip and turned his head, alert but inefficiently drawing water.

　　 At that time, Thales was overjoyed. He felt that at least he had exerted his "novice luck" and happily slid down the sand dune to fill the water bag.

　　 Until he slipped to the edge of the pool, his feet were soft and his legs sank into quicksand!

　　 The more panicked Thales struggled, he sank tighter and deeper, and fell into his waist for a while.

　　 Taylor's heart was cold.

　　 He only understood at that time: why the pack of jackals gathered in a small corner, drinking stingly, and unwilling to approach this seemingly wide pool. Demon Lord Crazy God

　　God knows how desperate the boy was at that time.

　　If it weren’t for Thales to calm himself down in time with the crime of the prison river, give up struggling, level his body, and avoid sinking...

　　 I am afraid that the first heir of the Star Kingdom has long been cold in the desert.

　　 On that day, he tremblingly took out the crossbow arrow behind his back, tied the rope, shot (also shot twice, the first time the hand was too shaking) a strange tree in the distance, and tremblingly pulled himself up .

　　 Amidst the dissatisfied cry of the jackals, Thales, who was lingering in his heart, occupied their safe corner, trembling, and finally filled the water bag.

　　 This is the first time Thales has discovered the sinister desert.

　　 Thales, who had had enough rest under the sand dunes, sighed and pulled his thoughts back to the present: He grabbed the second stone and placed it on top of the shadow of the walking stick that had moved quite a bit, and followed the first stone. Connected.

　　 Thales looked at the way he came, frowning and comparing with the line of two stones.

　　 is indeed a bit biased.

　　 has to be corrected back.

　　 He corrected the direction to the southeast, grabbed the cane for orientation, and started again.

　　 "Whhhhhhhhh..."

　　The wind and sand are getting bigger and bigger.

　　 This is another threat in the desert.

　　 Thales gritted his teeth, turned over a dune under the double cover of fishy smell and damp heat, raised his right palm to cover his eyes, looking for lush vegetation, which can be used as a shading place, or a place with water sources.

　　 noon is here soon.

　　 have to prepare for the next rest.

　　 He still remembers that on the first noon when he entered the desert, he chose to camp and rest at the bottom of a large sand dune to avoid the harsh sun and ruthless sand.

　　 However, Thales, who woke up from a nap, turned his head and tasted a mouthful of sand.

　　 In full of panic and panic, he got up "Bah Bah Bah", and found with horror: In the two hours of resting his eyes, the wind and sand had flooded his legs and would soon cover his Hands.

　　If he snoozes for another half an hour...

　　 Thales learned from that time: Unless you want to find a free grave in the desert, never choose a place that is too low to rest.

　　 The prince silently recalled the many experiences he had learned from the suffering and torture these days, and found a resting destination: a small tree by a steep slope.

　　 Thales took another sip of water and moved on.

　　 He walked forward with difficulty, and felt uncomfortably that his body's water was losing rapidly. As the sun gets higher and the surroundings get hotter, the physical energy and nutrients he consumes for activities will double increase.

　　 Rest-Thales thought solemnly, and forced himself to think only about the goal in front of him-he needed to rest and escape the hottest hours.

　　 The sandstorm is still going on.

　　 staring at the yellow sand on the soles of his feet slowly being peeled away, Thales counted more than 800 steps and finally reached his destination.

　　He hid in the shade of the trees, avoiding the harsh sunlight.

　　 Feeling the sharp drop in temperature, he sighed and took off his turban and mask.

　　 Thales was preparing for a lunch break, but he didn't rush to find an open space. Instead, he cautiously hit the ground with his cane and pushed the surrounding rocks away, preferably away from him.

　　 Thales did not forget: the first "friend" he met in the desert was a rattlesnake.

　　 The second day he entered the desert, when he was resting in the shade of a tree, he sat down on the ground in exhaustion, his left hand was pushed back, and he hit a slippery, cool thing.

　　 The "thing" jumped quickly from behind the stone.

　　 bit into his forearm!

　　 Thales was frightened-this rattlesnake was obviously dissatisfied with someone interrupting his nap, if it hadn’t been for Thales’ first night of biting cold, he was entangled as thick and thick as a nerve Strictly, it is estimated that this mouthful can directly kill him (though Thales does not know whether it is poisonous).

　　 Thales recalled the horror journey that day, and subconsciously touched his left arm-the hole in the three-layer sleeve was still there-carefully sweeping away the surrounding rocks.

　　 Sure enough, after a larger slab-shaped stone was lifted, a "new friend" ran out dissatisfied.

　　 Thales frowned, looked at the half-slap-sized black sand scorpion, looked at its terrifying pair of pliers and inconspicuous tail spurs, stretched out his cane, and ignored its protest , Drove the sand scorpion far away.

　　 He sat down panting, and took out the water bag and the last food.

　　 Everything in front of my eyes still seems to have not changed. As the old crow said, there are only three things in the desert: the sun, sand, and sand.

　　 Thales suddenly understood why the other party had to say the sand twice.

　　 What I have seen in the past few days is all so-called telling him: This is a world completely different from daily cognition.

　　 A young man who grew up in a slum in the city and is used to the streets and castles, a world beyond imagination.

　　 Thinking back to the countless dangers encountered in just three days, Thales couldn’t help but tighten his body:

　　 Here, the heat is as deadly as the cold, and it is terrible both day and night.

　　 Here, vitality and crisis appear at the same time, and the pool of life is often the place where animals bury the most bones.

　　He rarely sees living creatures here, and even if they do, their habits have changed drastically: snakes in the desert never walk in a straight line, but fold themselves into a wave shape and eject horizontally like a spring. "Progress; the strange lizard specializes in burrowing into the sand, and seems to have made up its mind not to go out at night; the desert mice don't seem to have four legs, because they rarely "walk normally" and prefer to touch the air and jump forward. The vultures that occasionally flash in the sky don’t seem to stop, and they travel long distances every day; and the color of the desert spider is almost indistinguishable from the sand~IndoMTL.com~Here, he must be humble—Thyles recalled From Hexer's words-everything must be re-learned, such as the jackals on the edge of the pool. Thales has learned since then to follow the footprints of the animals, at least there will be no big mistakes.

　　 Thales sighed, ate the last piece of cheese, and began to think about his most serious real problem.

　　He is out of food.

　　 It’s not that the prince didn’t endure hunger, and the life in the abandoned house had never given him several times of full stomach experience.

　　 But he is in the desert.

　　 This is terrible.

　　 and......

　　The responders are still far away.

　　 Thales didn’t try to find the fruits of plants. In fact, he did find a few strange plants on the leeward slope. Some of them couldn’t restrain the hunger-until he saw one next to him. The dried bones.

　　My God...

　　 Thales rubbed his forehead in pain, who knows what else to eat in this desert.

　　 At this moment, his aftermath glanced aside: The unlucky sand scorpion whose nest was occupied has not gone far, still poking here, knocking there, looking for the next habitat.

　　 Looking at the scorpion, Thales rubbed his hungry belly and frowned fiercely.

　　 isn't it?