The arrival of the sandstorm scared a lot of the horses, which bolted. This turned the entire group into a chaotic mess, as many people were running away to escape the affected region.
"Do not run away! Everyone, stay calm! Stop them! Do not panic!" Grumman, the owner of the merchants, shouted as he attempted to stop the runaways.
It was an extremely foolish idea to try to escape the massive sandstorms, anyway! After all, one's escaping aimlessly would only lead to his getting lost and ultimately dying in the storm!
While Lu Zhiyu was hurrying the camels along, he said to Grumman, "We need to find some cover, anything that can shield us from the wind."
Grumman nodded and shouted, "You're right! We need to find something like that. Let's head this way, then once we get over the sand dunes, we should be able to find a hiding place."
"Follow us, do not fall behind!"
"Everyone, look around yourselves, do not fall behind!"
