The desert is changeable, cruel and ruthless, with all kinds of quicksand, drought, high temperatures, sandstorms and those cruel sand thieves. Each of them is a fatal danger, so it is very dangerous to go through business in the desert, but the high profits still make many merchants take risks.

This is a caravan of about thirty people. The long caravan consists of hundreds of camels, carrying all kinds of goods, food and food, and most importantly water.

More than a dozen strong men were riding a tall war horse and wandering around to watch. These people were strong and had a bit old and messy equipment, but their stubborn aura showed that these people were all elite.

The sun is already westward, and the desert is silent. Apart from some camel bells, there is only the whistling sound of wind.

"Haruin, it's getting late. Let me go and prepare to camp!" The leader of the caravan shouted at a knight.

The knight did not speak and directly directed the others to work. Soon, the caravan found a place with wide views on the Gobi Desert. Some people were alert, and the other people began to remove various tools from the camels and start camping.

For these caravans who have been in business for many years, camping in the wild has become commonplace. Soon, the prototype of a camp appeared here.

"call out!"

A harsh voice suddenly came from a distance, and Haruin's face changed drastically. He didn't care about the other horses who turned over and pulled out the scimitar with his right hand. In less than two seconds, as soon as he got on the horse, Haruin shouted: "Enemy attack, everyone picked up their weapons and prepared for battle!"

"Quick, move this wood to the front!"

"Cecil, take people to the left and help with bows and arrows."

"The rest of the people who want to survive will all take up their weapons!"

In the distance, a violent sound of horse hooves sounded, and a group of sand thieves roared like wolf howling, and rushed up with their weapons.

There were many people in the sand thieves, almost twice the number of people in the caravan. Seeing so many sand thieves, the face of the caravan leader turned pale.

"It's the black wolf, we're in trouble this time!" After seeing the sand thieves clearly, Haruin's face became ugly. The black wolf is the most brutal sand thief in this desert. They once bravely attacked the city.

"Kill them all!" A fierce light flashed in the eyes of the leading Sha Thief, and the scars on his face were extremely ferocious. With his order, many Sha Thiefs rushed up.

"kill!"

"Shoot the arrow!" Seeing the sand thief rushing towards him, the archers pieced together from the caravan fired arrows one after another, but the number of archers was too small, and more than a dozen arrows were sparse. Most of the sand thiefs dodged directly with their superb riding skills. Only one or two unlucky guys were shot and then fell off their horses.

The archers of the caravan were very fast, and the archers of the caravan immediately dropped their bows and arrows to meet the enemy with just two rounds. These thieves were all superb riding skills, and the wood that temporarily acted as a horse resist did not play any role in blocking them, and they easily crossed over.

"prick!"

More than a dozen spears were like poisonous snakes spitting their letters. After the sand thief jumped up, the sand thief suddenly spurted out to the war horse under their crotch. The sand thief led the eyes were cold, and he raised the long sword in his hand and easily pulled the spear that stabbed the war horse. The war horse under his crotch also skillfully turned sideways, dodging the spear and knocked a warrior away directly.

Then the long sword swept across the line toward a guard in the array. Although the man had already started to dodge, he was still one step slower and his right hand was cut off by the long sword. However, the guard knew that he would die, so he endured the pain and wanted to use a spear to sweep the man down, but another sand thief rushed up immediately.

The horse's speed did not decrease, and it hit the guard heavily, and the huge force directly knocked him out. In an instant, the front was completely broken by the Shapi. The Shapi behind rushed forward, and the guards who could not dodge were mercilessly trampled by the Shapi.

The simple defense line was broken by the sand thief in the shortest time. However, the sand thief who had just broken through the first protection was about to show his fangs when he ran into another group of caravan guards led by Haruin. These guards were the elite in the caravan. Taking advantage of the opportunity that his companions used their lives to win them for them, they waved their scimitars from slashing at the necks of the sand thiefs.

Then the scimitar of the war horse easily cut a hole in the neck of the Shaba thief, blood splattered everywhere, and the war horses intertwined. After continuing to rush forward for a few steps, the Shaba thief's body shook and fell to the ground with a bang.

The war horses passed by, and both sides suffered casualties, but the number of sand thieves was obviously larger and the fighting was even more fierce. Soon the sand thieves completely gained the upper hand. After defeating the defense of the caravan, the sand thieves began to cooperate in groups of three or five.

These sand thieves have rich experience in fighting. After determining the victory, they start to maintain the rhythm slowly. These sand thieves are like cunning wolves. They are not only pressing against prey, but they keep the prey in a state of high tension. Once the prey is tired and makes mistakes, they will take the opportunity to launch a fatal blow.

The sand thieves quickly divided the caravans and would draw cold arrows from time to time to attack. On every battlefield, the sand thieves would carefully maintain their advantages, and each caravan guard needs to deal with cold arrows or scimitars in all directions.

The caravan guards formed a small array of three back-to-back to cover each other, but this could only delay the time of death and could not change anything.

......

The sky gradually dimmed, and Su Ming walked along the Gobi Desert. After discovering the human bones on the Gobi Desert, he knew that this place was already the area of ​​human activities.

"call out!"

A sharp whistle came from a distance.

"There are people nearby!"

Su Ming's eyes lit up, and he quickly looked at the sound, and soon a muffled thunder came.

"Is this a cavalry? Someone is fighting?"

Thinking of this, Su Ming immediately accelerated his pace. He now needs to understand the world as soon as possible and find a piece of clothing for himself to wear. Although he has a good figure, he still has some resistance to the matter of walking birds in the wild.

As the distance approached, the sound of killing became clearer and clearer. Obviously, a battle was happening here. Although his mental and magical powers were almost exhausted due to the Void Storm, his physical fitness and combat ability were still very strong. After all, the wizards inherited by the Witch King were famous for fighting.

Soon, Su Ming arrived at the edge of the battlefield. At this time, a fierce battle was taking place on the battlefield. A group of people who should be guards of the caravan had completely fallen into a disadvantage. If it weren't for the sand thieves who didn't want to suffer too much casualties and didn't press on them, the battle would have ended long ago.

"Swoosh!"
Chapter completed!