Chapter 335 The voice of suspicion

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The whole army had been marching for seven days.

In seven days, most people have become accustomed to the rhythm of migration.

However, it is inevitable that some people will be left behind.

Large-scale, rapid march-style migration is a challenge to everyone's physical strength and will. Under this double torture and challenge, falling behind has become an unavoidable difficulty.

There were people at the beginning, but now there are less. The people who disappeared in the rolling desert didn't need to think about it to know what kind of situation they would encounter.

Li Ji vaguely remembered that in later generations, he would occasionally find several dried mummies in the desert. These lone Taner people may have even worse luck, because there are still undead legions in the boundless desert.

These lost Taners are compatriots of the remaining Taners, or they may be friends and relatives of some of the current Taners. With the loss of friends and relatives, the entire migration team has become increasingly depressed. Although everyone is still moving forward, there is not much energy left.

If they had not left the stronghold, they might have died in the battle, but the Tan'er people respected the warriors, and they would consider the warrior's death to be meaningful. However, in this desert, like abandoned cargo, they died of thirst. Being exhausted and sunburned to death on the sand dunes is something that most of the Taner people cannot accept.

Shasi Tier encouraged the Taner people from time to time, but to no avail. Shasi Tier was arranged by Shakatir to live deep in the stronghold a few years ago. Although most Tan'er people knew his identity as a young priest, they did not have much impression or memory of him. If Shakatir wasn't unconscious, it might still have some effect.

Under this kind of physical and mental torture, a strange emotion spread among the Tan'er people.

"Gage, you heard those words again today, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Most of them stayed near an oasis, and Shastil came over to apologize.

"It's more than the day before. I don't really care, but my friend seems a little dissatisfied." Li Jidao.

"Oh, I can't help it. Everyone has their own ideas, and I can't control them. I'm really sorry." Shasi Tier said.

"You should take care of yourself first. Some rumors are pointing directly at you." Li Ji looked at Shasi Tier and grinned.

"Is there any? Why didn't I notice it?" Shasi Tier was a little confused.

Li Ji pointed behind him. On a tree not far away, several Taner people climbed up and rested on it. While resting, we chatted.

"I asked, can the young priest really save our tribe by asking us to migrate?" a woman said.

"I don't know. He is a priest and knows more than us. He should be able to do it," a man said.

"Even if he is a priest, he is only a young priest. He is younger than us. What can he know?" Another man said unconvinced.

"Okay, okay, it's not like you don't know that the stronghold has been breached by the enemy. Even if it can be replenished, it will not be as strong as before. Migration is an inevitable choice." A slightly more rational man said.

"I would rather die fighting in the stronghold than die of thirst or exhaustion in this desert." Another woman said.

"Well, we don't have many relatives or friends left behind in the desert, so we'd better not talk about it." The first man said.

"Although we didn't, have you forgotten what happened yesterday when Uncle Ledas ran wildly out of the oasis and then disappeared into the desert?" the woman retorted unconvinced.

"His son died in the war, his wife died of the plague, and his daughter was left behind during the migration. I don't know where she disappeared. I can't bear it. Alas." The man originally wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't. Can speak out.

"If you ask me, the people the high priest invited from other worlds are simply disasters."

"Don't say that, they helped us win several big battles."

"So what if we win the battle? Didn't we lose fewer people? But after they came, first the plague broke out, then the stronghold was breached, the high priest also fell into a coma, and now he is on this migration road again. "

"More importantly, none of them were damaged. This really makes me wonder."