Raf and Sambik looked behind them. Their team originally had five people, and now two more people have fallen. This is the second time they have been replenished. When they set out, there were about 80,000 to 90,000 people, but when they really got to the destination, they really didn't know how many people would be left, because their team's casualties were more than half. If the replenishments were counted, the casualties would probably be more than 100%.
"How far is our destination? If we continue at this speed, how long will it take us to arrive? I have no confidence left. If I'm not mistaken, by the time we arrive, I think only 30,000 to 40,000 of our 80,000 to 90,000 troops will be left."
Sambik lay on his own camel, and the rope in front was on Raf's camel. He didn't need to exert any effort when walking, and basically just lay on the camel. But he must not fall asleep. If you fall asleep, you will most likely fall off the camel.
The ground is no longer soft sand, it is all rocks and the like. If you fall off the camel, you will probably be injured immediately. Even a small wound on your body is no joke. You may suffer from various symptoms. They have seen too many people die like this, and they also want to go over to help, but unfortunately they can't help at all.
"Who should I ask if you ask me? From the moment we set out, I think everyone has given their lives to the true God. If I can survive, then I really want to worship him properly. If not, then I'll talk about it in the next life."
Raf didn't have much strength left at this moment. He thought about throwing the rope to anyone, as long as it could prevent them from falling behind, but he still didn't quite trust others. Before, there were five or six people leading the group together, but the person in the front died, and as a result, the camel led them away from the group.
If Sambik had not woken up early, I'm afraid no one would have known where they had gone. It would be very dangerous to leave the team under such circumstances, so now neither of them can trust each other, and they can only take turns to take turns to be on duty, only in this way can they hold on.
Although the others were also members of the team, they were replaced too frequently. All of their original teams had died, so they came to Raff's team. However, these people were extremely weak, and Raff felt that they could not hold on for long, so he could not put his life on these people. If you dare to put your life on them, you are basically half dead.
For Raff now, he cannot trust anyone except the two of them. The main reason is that when fighting for resources, the two of them really dared to fight to the death together. When they just set out, they did not dare to point their weapons at their brothers, but now they no longer have that idea. In order to survive, they dare to do anything.
Take the entire military camp for example. When they first set out, they regarded their comrades around them as their brothers, but after experiencing so many separations and deaths, they also realized that if you are not fierce, then what belongs to you may be taken away. As long as there is someone you can trust next to you, you can form a gang. If someone wants to rob you, you have to fight them fiercely.
Never be afraid of pain and injury. If you are afraid of these two things, then your supplies will be seen as insignificant by others. So in this situation, ruthlessness is the only criterion. As long as you can do it, then you will never lack supplies.
Because the two brothers understood this point, they were able to achieve a series of victories in the process of competing for supplies. If they didn't even understand this point, they really wouldn't be able to persevere.
Night finally fell, and it was time to distribute supplies today. They were relatively lucky. They only needed to lie on the camel's back and slowly follow the group forward. They didn't need to go out to look for supplies.
But some teams are different. They have tasks to do and must search for supplies around them. Unless they are passing through a large uninhabited area, as long as there are civilians around, they must bring back everything from the civilians' homes. As long as it contributes to the entire team, these things must be taken back. As for the life and death of these civilians, I am afraid that no one, including His Royal Highness the Prince, has considered it for even a second.
Raf and Sambik woke up. This was the most important moment. They had to hold the scimitars tightly in their hands. If anyone dared to play tricks on them, they would be sorry. The soldiers around them also had the same plan. No one spoke the whole afternoon, just waiting for this time in the evening.
The soldiers around the general were relatively strong. He would distribute supplies fairly and stop internal fighting among his men. Although he didn't know how long this would last, as long as he was in charge of these people for one day, he had to be responsible for them.
"I'm warning you, these supplies are distributed evenly. After you get them, if anyone dares to cause trouble, I'll immediately chop off your neck. I've done this before, too. I hope you understand that my scimitar isn't just for the enemy. Anyone who dares to create chaos within won't have it easy either."
The general has said similar things many times. At the beginning, they had a certain deterrent effect, but as time went on, everyone's life was almost unbearable, and it was useless for you to say these words at this time. Everyone present also hoped to get more supplies, and according to what was said last time, the supplies should have been distributed the day before yesterday, but it was delayed for several days.
If we were in a town, it would be fine if supplies were not distributed for several days, as everyone has plenty of ways to get new supplies. But we are now on a forced march in the wild, and even a delay of one day may cause the deaths of people around us, so everyone must be fully prepared.
