Judging from the way these people were covered in blood and from the at least seven or eight wounds on their bodies, it was probably not that they didn't want to stand up at the critical moment, but that they just fainted due to excessive blood loss.

These people were distributed in many corners of the battlefield. Although they had not discussed it, they all made the same choice unanimously.

They first touched something handy on the ground, such as a spear, a two-handed sword, a mace, or even a flagpole.

Then, under the admiration of everyone, they supported their bodies with this thing and slowly stood up.

From the ferocious expressions on their faces and the violent shaking of their bodies, it is not difficult to see how much pain they are suffering from this usually simple act of getting up!

After witnessing the bloody and cruel ancient battles with their own eyes, no one would doubt the bravery of these people.

The only thing that is still firm about them is their eyes!

Another thing they have in common is the red cloth tied to their left arm that has already been soaked in blood!

Those who struggled to stand up were the men and horses of the Erbei.

The number of people is not too large, only seven.

However, anyone who is not a fool should know that "seven" is greater than "three".

One of them was seriously injured and was already shaky as he stood there. He could only insert the head of the gun directly into his body to support his own weight.

However, looking at his grinning expression, he was clearly smiling.

As long as you are not a fool, you will not jump out and accuse them at this time, and worry about such trivial issues as whether they can stand up on their own.

This time, little Sabir quickly counted the numbers again and said loudly: "The Er tribe won with the advantage of four more people!"

"The right to use the Yutou Mine for the next fifty years will always belong to the Er tribe!"

"In the past fifty years, any tribe in Mobei no longer has the right to launch an ancient challenge to the 'Yutou' mine!"

"Otherwise, all the tribes in Mobei will discuss it together!"

After saying that, little Sabir stamped his seals on the two animal skin paper rulings respectively.

The seal he used was the same jade seal that began to be used by Selim Lake.

Hawu Le was naturally not interested in such trivial matters. He also used his own seal on the ruling, which was regarded as recognition and endorsement of the result of this battle.

The sand pirates who stayed in the Nilek League to watch the battle had nothing to say about this ruling. They asked someone to come forward and put their thumbprints on the ruling, and the rest of them turned around and left the Yutou Mine first.

The few warriors who fought for them and remained until the end were abandoned here by the people of the Nilek League.

Only one person from the Er tribe who stayed to watch the battle went up to the hill and pressed his fingerprint on the ruling.

Other members of the Er tribe rushed over and carried the few members of the tribe who were still barely standing onto wooden stretchers for emergency treatment.

Others also began to clean up the battlefield.

At this time, many people also noticed that not all of the sand bandits representing the Nilek Alliance were unable to move. There were at least three or four people whose injuries were not so serious that they could not move.

At least it's not as serious as the seven people in Erbu.

It's just that those sand pirates have lost their will to fight.

Facts also prove their point.

Whether they were survivors or seriously injured, they were all abandoned by Nilek's allies.

As Hawuler climbed onto his mount, he said to Xiao Sa: "These people in the Nilek League have already squandered all their money in the past few days."

"If they can survive and win, those sand pirate commanders will naturally support useless people like them."

"If they lose, they will be dead if they go back."

"In fact, they could have stood up desperately like those Erbe people, but when they thought that they could not reverse the result, or even lose their lives because of it, they hesitated."

While Hawul was talking, the sand thieves all took out the Soul Condensation Pill they had hidden on their bodies, swallowed it directly into their mouths, and then began to bandage themselves.

It is impossible for them to go into battle to kill the enemy again.

But, you survived after all, right?

Use this method to break away from the sand bandit gang, just like you have died once, find a place where no one knows you, and start a new life.

Little Sabir also got on his horse and said: "This is why they call themselves the Nilek League, but they are not accepted by the Northern Trade Road ministries at all."

"In the final analysis, they are just a group of sand bandits. They have no family, no land, and no goals to fight for."

At this time, several guards of the two leaders quickly walked up the hill.

Several people looked at each other, and one of them reported to the two leaders: "There are slaves among those who went to war in Erbu."

"Of the seven people they were able to stand up in the end, four of them had the mark of slavery on their bodies."

The number "four" is a bit sensitive now.

"Four" is the key number for Erbu to reverse the situation and win.

It is completely conceivable that if there were not those four slaves, those sand bandits would probably fight hard, stand up, and be welcomed back as heroes.

Hawuler turned to look at little Sabir. Although he didn't ask any questions, the expression on his face was a little unhappy.

"I have indeed verified that everyone is a member of the Er tribe." Little Sabir said nonchalantly: "Doliku released those slaves free, burned their deeds of sale, and asked them to work for the Er tribe.

Fight together."

"Now, I believe you have seen the effect of regaining your freedom. Now, do we still want to continue?"

Hawu Le gave a haha, clamped the horse's belly, and headed towards the fish mouth of the Yutou Mine, saying: "Anyway, my Bolta team will not give up this opportunity."

"Calculate the time, our coalition forces should have arrived at the Erbei, right? I just hope that the Serimu tribe will not desert first when they arrive!"

Hawul's guards mounted their horses one after another, whipped their horses, and chased after their leader.

Little Sabir looked at his guard and saw his hesitant expression. He couldn't help but ask directly: "What's wrong? If you have anything to say, please tell me!"

The guard responded and said: "Those four slaves all have tiger head tattoos of the Zhenbei Army. They were all prisoners who were captured by mistake."

Little Sabir cursed in a low voice, looked at the retreating figures of Hawu Le and others, and muttered: "Who the hell is telling me that the southerners are cowardly and timid again? I will be the first to twist off his head."

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At this time, another guard from the Serim tribe returned from the direction of "Yutou" on horseback and reported: "We were following those Bolta tribe cavalry, but the sand bandits did not let us take a shortcut.

Allow us to pass through the river valley."

Little Sabir whipped up his horse and took the lead in the direction of "Fish Mouth", muttering: "It seems that the Sand Bandits are indeed preparing to directly send troops to join the war. The current situation is a mess!"

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About twenty miles east of the Nilek River Valley, there is a bright pearl in the sea of ​​sand.

Or to be more precise, it should be five pearls.

After the wind and sand in the sand sea blew here, it seemed to be empty.

From here forward, there is a huge basin area with a radius of nearly a hundred meters, scattered with five lakes of different sizes.

Standing on any sand ridge and looking up, you can see

Centered on these five lakes, there are nearly twenty oases of various sizes.

A large river meanders and flows to the edge of the basin, forming a dreamlike waterfall on a cliff.

The most amazing thing is that this basin terrain contains almost all the plants that can be found in the desert!

According to the records of several famous scholars in the Holy Mountain, more than 900 species of plants grow in this God-given land, adding patches of pleasant green and vitality to the basin.

One of the scholars even boldly speculated that this unique basin may be the intersection of underground water systems originating from the snowmelt water of the Tianshan Mountains and the Holy Mountains!

It is no exaggeration to say that this is the Er tribe.

"Er" is the common name of this god-given land.

Those small oases on the periphery of the basin can only be regarded as embellishments.

However, the terrain of "Er" does have a fatal flaw.

At this time, on a ridge to the west of "Er", densely packed barbarian soldiers were waiting in formation.

A rough count puts it at around 30,000 people.

On several nearby sand dunes, there were barbarian soldiers with the same flag.

The number of soldiers on these sand dunes is relatively small, with a total of only about a thousand people.

The morning sun climbed higher and higher, and the heat it brought had intensified a lot. Many barbarian soldiers took off the blankets used to keep out the cold, wrapped them up, and put them aside.

A small slave owner rarely wore a suit of armor and rode a war horse. He said to Doliku next to him: "We are guarding the entrance and exit of the trade road. Naturally, we hope to have a decisive battle with the enemy."

"But what should we do if the enemy takes a detour and enters the basin from other directions?"

The commander on the other side took over the conversation and replied: "The entrance and exit of the trade road were built by generations of talents from our Er tribe and are suitable for passage."

"Other places are some difficult terrain, suitable only for small groups of troops to pass through, and the speed of passage cannot be increased even if they want to."

After a pause, the commander continued: "Even if they find a suitable place for passage, we will have enough time to respond."

"This is what Lord Ashinaba said, trading space for time."

Another young slave owner in the team was not too optimistic about the upcoming war. He muttered: "Including Er, all the people from the nearby tribes who can carry weapons have already gathered here."

"If the enemy enters the basin, those children will be the only ones left."
Chapter completed!