Chapter 418 White Camel

It has been hard to tell how many years, in short, a long time ago, when even the Yuezhi tribe hadn't risen in this desert.

There are legends about the Fountain of Youth and Dragon Orchid Grass, which have already begun to circulate in this area.

It is said that a god-man fell in the Tageri Desert, leaving behind his two most cherished treasures, the Fountain of Youth and the Dragon Orchid Grass.

There are still many believers in such a vague legend in the Tageri Desert.

That's because the first witch of the Yuezhi tribe lived hundreds of years, and it is said that he got a little fountain of youth; for this point, there are relevant records in the inheritance of many indigenous tribes.

Now after so many years, the once glorious Yuezhi tribe has become a memory, but these legends are still passed on by word of mouth among the many natives in the Tageri Desert!

It's simply impossible to find this legendary place where gods and men fell in the vast yellow sand, relying on manpower alone.

The only way is to find the white camel first, which is recognized as the incarnation of luck in the desert. Under their leadership, it is possible to find this magical place; it is said that the witches of the Yuezhi tribe also found it there in the same way.

And just two months ago, someone saw the appearance of a white camel in the hinterland of the desert thousands of miles away...

After explaining everything he knew, Master Niu magnanimously left behind Heisha and the lives of all the prisoners of the Black Wind Sand Bandit.

However, capital crimes are inevitable, and living crimes are inevitable. These people were trapped in a long string with the animal tendons they carried, and became the slaves and guides of Master Niu and others.

At least for Mr. Niu, before he thought of a better solution, their fate was decided like this.

Therefore, when Master Niu's team set off again the next day, the team under his command suddenly became several times larger.

There were as many as 820 slaves, plus 1,200 dromedary camels, and the team walking on the sand was pulled out of a long line.

The Black Wind Sand Pirates, which once numbered 2,000 people, now only have this number left.

Without exception, among the remaining 800 or so people, they were all the lucky ones who had not suffered any injuries, and even those who were injured were minor injuries that did not affect their actions.

As for those who were seriously injured, according to the practice of the sand bandits, Master Niu did not kill them, but left a small water bag for each of them, and let them fend for themselves.

It's just that in the depths of the desert, it is almost difficult to meet passers-by, and the farthest oasis is hundreds of miles away. Naturally, one can imagine the ultimate fate of these people.

Even for these people who became slaves, the first days were not so easy...

Under the scorching sun, even though there were quite a few beast riders in the team, they had to rely on their own legs to travel.

In the words of Master Niu: "As a slave, I still want to ride a beast. I'm afraid it's a dream to fetch a wife. How can there be such a good thing!"

Moreover, in order to reach the destination earlier, Master Niu traveled at a very fast pace all the way. With their hands bound, they had to trot all the way to catch up with the speed of the team.

If they want to be lazy, or lie on the ground and pretend to be dead, those bald men who guard them don't talk too much, and just kick them hard with big feet when they come up.

I don't know who these people learned such vicious footwork from. Most of their toes point to their bodies, greeting them in less deadly places.

Once the soles of the feet are down, their lives will be absolutely safe, and even the subsequent journey will not be affected much; but the feeling of pain to the bone cracks makes them want to die.

Of course, when these Sand Pirate prisoners are enjoying such an unprecedented greeting.

If they had the courage to ask this question, they would definitely get a sighing answer from these mountain cannons: "That's how they survived under Master Niu's feet back then..."

Among such inhuman tortures, the only thing that made them feel a little relieved was that the food provided by these bald men was actually very good.

Needless to say, the various foods they ate themselves, even if they had never tasted them; but the complicated patterns and extremely attractive aromas were simply beyond their cognition.

Even the food provided to these slaves far exceeded their usual living standards.

Although speaking, they were in the Tageri Desert, and they were the famous Black Wind Sand Pirates. They used to live the days of eating meat and drinking heavily, but they always felt very happy.

However, after a few days of slave life, they realized that what a miserable life they lived before, and even the food of these bald slaves was far inferior.

Especially among them, there is a delicacy called Niubawang instant noodles. They can't describe it at all. After throwing this thing into the hot soup, the delicacy that can be obtained after a short wait is so indescribably wonderful.

Strong taste, rich aroma, delicious soup full of oil and water.

Even if they can get a large bowl full every time, no one feels that they can eat enough. At the end of each time, they lick the stone bowl very clean, as if they have been washed many times with clean water. Same.

The only thing that made them dissatisfied was that Master Niu told them with complicated eyes that even slaves should not treat them too badly; so they could only eat such instant noodles once a day.

At other times, the corn porridge provided by Master Niu is served with a quarter of the salted duck eggs, although the taste is also good.

But they really wanted to say: "Master Niu, we want to eat instant noodles, please treat us badly! It doesn't matter if we eat three meals a day..."

Sometimes when Master Niu is in a happy mood, he will give them a little more bulk spirits.

Compared with this kind of clear spirits, the qujiu tribal wines they snatched from the caravan before are simply not something people drink.

It was also under the supply of such delicious food and fine wine that after they gradually got used to the life of slaves, sometimes they even felt that being slaves of Master Niu was actually not a bad thing...

After marching all the way like this, Master Niu finally arrived at the area Heisha mentioned.

This is a low-lying desert basin with an area of ​​hundreds of miles in size. There is no water supply at all. It is said that the nearest water source is thousands of miles away from here.

What surprised Master Niu and even Heisha was that there were more than a dozen groups of people wandering around in such a ghostly place, hoping to be lucky enough to meet those white camels.

When they saw Master Niu's team, not only did they not come up to say hello, but their faces were wary with their swords and guns out of their sheaths.

In the introduction of Heisha, a local aborigine, among these people are other sand bandits, and there are also many powerful aboriginal tribes.

There are even a lot of them, who look like outsiders from outside the desert. I don’t know how they got the news and rushed here in such a short period of time!

In this regard, Master Niu was not surprised but happy. He was not afraid of the crowd's scramble at all. The only thing he worried about was that the matter was unreliable. The current reaction of the people proved that the matter has great potential.

The rest is nothing more than everyone relying on their own abilities; for this, Mr. Niu has never been afraid of anyone.

PS: Recently, the subscription has suddenly dropped. Uncle knows that this is the reason why the plot is boring and not well written, but this is a necessary excessive plot, and I am quite helpless!