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After climbing over another sand dune, the surroundings began to become wider. The rugged rocks that appeared in front of you added a touch of color to the unchanging yellow ocean. The road under your feet began to become hard and firm, and gravel replaced the gravel.

However, their steps were extremely heavy and shaking. The water from the scorching sun also took away their physical strength, leaving only will to fight against fatigue and heat. Nianta slipped, like a fallen domino, and the delicate maids and ladies staggered one after another. The red dove Eugene, who almost stopped saying a word, fell to the ground, with wounds knocking out of her head, and blood covered her face.

He was like a lost patient, Leo frowned, and now he was completely a burden.

"How long will it take? Can you arrive before noon?" asked the bachelor's lady.

"It's almost here." Rava Joray wiped the sweat beads on his head. "It's right in front, you'll be here soon."

The strange stones took various forms, some like flames, and some more like monsters. On some of the stones, Li Ou also found symbols graffiti with black ink charcoal. There were crows, white clouds, and simple characters and swords. But the alchemist could not determine whether it was an ancient remains or a shadow mark left by the bandits in the black forest.

The deeper the stone-built desert, the larger the towering stone pillars were. They were like gun forests soaring into the sky, building a huge maze. As far as Leo’s eyes were concerned, every place was almost the same, no difference. He had no doubt that if Rava Joray and his son had led them, they would have lost it and eventually died of hunger and thirst. He began to believe the words of the Eastern people, "Every drink and peck, there is a certain number."

"Constant number." He recited silently, turned his head to look at Lu Yuewu.

She raised her eyes quickly, "What's wrong?"

Just as Li Ou was about to answer, the sound of horse hooves sounded in his ears. The dust in the distance crossed the towering stone forest barrier and drifted to the end of the sky.

"Someone is here."

They stopped, and the knights and the crows pressed their hands on the hilt of the sword with vigilantly.

"It's a friend." Sasha said indifferently.

"What friend?" Li Ou looked up, but the standing stone pillars blocked all their sight. He is now beginning to hate these things that can provide them with shade.

"You will see you soon." Sasha complained impatiently, "Some are driving the horse team, and some are like us who have to walk with their feet. This place is close to the ruins, and there are always a large number of caravans. If you have time to see them, it is better to go to the hotel to grab a good position."

Maybe we don’t want to see them at all. Leo thought.

A hideous laughter and shout came through the stone forest. Then the first rider stepped into their sight with splashing fine stones, with colorful oil paints painted on his face. Through the neighing of the horse and the other's shouting, Li Ou heard the collision of the long sword and armor under the other's ragged cloak.

Rava Joray's face changed drastically, "They are sand bandits!"

There was no need for him to remind the knights to draw their swords and protect the ladies firmly.

"Hey!" The rider grabbed the reins of the horse. The horse sniffed in place. "Here, there is a piece of fat here!" He was guiding loudly, and a loud whistle sounded from his mouth. "Beautiful white and tender girl, white-skinned monster!" He laughed loudly.

But the short crossbow raised in Li Ou's hand stopped his laughter.

The other party's face changed drastically, but the crossbow machine had already been buckled. The crossbow arrow silently nailed into the other party's chest, splashing out a bunch of charming blood, and the other party fell down on his back.

As the horse screamed, the other sand bandits bypassed the stone forest. As they appeared, Leo counted. Two, four, six...eighteen...twenty-three. Judging from the posture of riding a horse, some people were injured. Their horses were panting, and the horses were covered with bulging things, which seemed to be "returning to victory". All sand bandits were painted with oil on their faces, colorful and colorful, and looked like vulgar clowns. But the alchemist had no smile at all.

Li Ou gasped. Too many. He thought in horror that there were too many people in their lives. And they could fight almost half of the other party, and they had to find someone to take care of the girls. "Get on the crossbow arrow." Li Ou threw the short crossbow to Rava Qiao Lei, then drew out the long sword. "See the opportunity and shoot it out."

"Damn!" Rosie looked at her hands and cursed in a low voice. "Lee Ou, I want that potion."

"Don't even think about it." He refused.

"Mr. Leo--" Nianta was frightened.

"If we're dying," he hesitated, and finally made up his mind, "just take off the wedge stone hanging around your neck. Do you know?"

The girl held the wedge stone tightly with both hands and nodded heavily.

"Sasha." Leo whispered, "Pick up the sword. They are not friends, not friends of anyone."

"What did you say?" Sasha said tremblingly. His hands kept trembling.

"Forget it." He said. He had to wonder if this guy would hurt himself if he picked up the sword.

The last sand bandit entered his sight. He was burly and fat, as big as the other two, carrying a huge axe on his back. He was riding not a horse, but a monster of some kind, covered with thin scales. He looked like a huge rhino.

"It's him-" Rava Joray swallowed his saliva, his Adam's apple rolling up and down, making a loud mumble.

"Who is it?"

"Scorpion Kao." His voice was filled with fear.

"You killed my people." The poisonous scorpion Kao glanced at the corpse, then stared at all of them with a pair of small eyes. "Who did it?" He discovered the short crossbow in Rava Jore's hand. "Is it you? Cut off one of your hands by yourself," he glanced coldly, Rava Jore's trembling. With a click, the short crossbow fell to the ground. "Then obediently hand over those women to us, and I will spare your life."

Knight Tario stepped forward, and he opened his chapped lips and shouted at the other party. "Black species, come here if you have a species."

The gangsters laughed. They said something quickly in Valia's language with mixed accents. Then a man with a nose fell off the horse and pulled the battle axe from the saddle. "I'm going to cut off the legs of these men and let them kneel and watch us fuck these little devils."

"Go to your mom." Rosie cursed. "Get home and fuck your mom, and then fuck yourself."

It's really not a lady. Leo thought to himself. "Didn't your nose be cut with your dick? What are you going to do? Wait for someone to fuck your farts?"

He was inspired by words, and it worked. He roared and cursed, and rushed towards them.

Tario took a big step forward, holding a sword in one hand and a shield in the other, waiting as quiet as a rock, five steps and four steps. The knight shouted loudly and faced the axe that the opponent smashed. The steel attacked each other, and the knight dodged sideways, and at the same time the sword cut through the opponent's torn clothes, cutting a hole in the dirty skin like cutting catkins.

The noseless guy staggered and chased after him with blood, making an angry roar. "Baoman!" He roared in a low voice, "The Mother of the Desert is summoning you, she asks you to serve her!" The axe drew a deadly arc, smashing the wooden shield in the knight's hand through cracks, and wood chips flew.

"Go to the left, almost hit him!" one criminal shouted, and another said, "Go to the right, he is hiding to the right!"

The gangsters still failed to hit. Li Ou was glad that they could not help, and they could not solve them without paying the slightest price, even though there were several wounded people. One was the other. The alchemist thought secretly, and quietly fiddled with his feet and kicked it to Rosie's feet.

Tario once again blocked his opponent's hard chop with a shield. The shield broke into two pieces. The sand bandits cheered. However, their companions were tired. His axe became heavier and slower. The knight threw away the wooden shield, and his opponent raised the axe again and swayed. The long sword dancing up and down in the knight's hand affected the opponent's judgment, and he rushed to the left. Tario took a step to his right hand, and then stepped forward in the second step. The opponent hit the tip of the sword, and the sword penetrated the cloak, skin, muscles, and penetrated deep into the abdomen. When rubbing with the spine, it made a file-like sound. The axe slid from his weak fingers.

The Knight took a step back and let the corpse fall down...

...The poisonous scorpion screamed and urged the war cow to hit them.

Twenty-two mounts were wrapped in huge dust smoke, horse hooves were like thunder, neighing like war drums, sand bandits were like a torrent of steel, and they were like small boats in the stormy waves, small and helpless, and would capsize at any time.

"Shield formation!" the knight shouted.

"Gods, please bless your believers." Rava Jorey prayed meaninglessly.

Instead of believing them, it is better to believe in the sword in his hand. Li Ou stared at the sand bandits who were getting closer, clenched the hilt with one hand and reached into the leather pocket with the other. With a light "bang", the crossbow arrow suddenly shot. A sand bandit fell to the ground, and in the blink of an eye, the horse's hooves were trampled into flesh and mud. Their queue was in chaos, the horses neighed, and the momentum suddenly dissipated. The poisonous scorpion Kao jumped over and cursed, but could not hold back every horse. They stumbled uglyly at them.

"Close your eyes!" Li Ou shouted.

He finally saved some of the flash dust and threw it into the sky at once. The dazzling silver light suddenly burst out and made the bandits mess around. They were dazzled, unable to tell the difference between the east, west, south, and could not see the enemy. The horse was also completely frightened, neighing shrillly, and colliding together. For a moment, people turned over. "Witchcraft!" "Demonic!" They closed their eyes tightly and shouted in horror.

There was no need for order at this time. Everyone found their own opponents. The sword and axe in their hands ruthlessly slashed them down, cutting off the arms of the bandits, stabbing them into their chests, and cutting off their heads with one sword. Blood was pouring through their bodies, but everyone did not dare to relax at all. Their mission was to kill, and to do their best to kill the most people.
Chapter completed!