Chapter 213, Quicksand Dead

Xue Jian frowned, he couldn't understand that a group of horse thieves actually dared to come and attack the base camp of their 50,000-strong army, was it really impossible to find death?

Moreover, the group of horse thieves ran away after killing the people and setting the fire, neither taking advantage of the chaos to loot grain and grass, nor destroying their military supplies, as if their purpose was to sabotage.

As soon as the fire was extinguished, the men in the army immediately began to rescue the wounded and were busy.

Soon someone came to report the situation, and nearly 100 people were killed and injured in the attack.

Compared to an army of 50,000 people, 100 people are nothing, but before they went to the battlefield, they were killed and wounded nearly 100 people at the hands of horse thieves, which made the soldiers in the army angry.

At dawn, Xue saw that the general camp had been reorganized, and was about to send a few teams of scouts out to investigate the situation, when two teams of people and horses outside the barracks turned back in a mighty way.

These two teams of centaurs were the same team that Golden Snake and Golden Toad had brought to track down the horse thieves.

They all looked resentful and murderous, and after entering the barracks, they all turned over and dismounted, their eyes showing shame.

Xue Jian's expression sank, and at night he gave the Golden Snake and the Golden Toad 1,000 men and horses each to hunt down and kill the horse thieves, but now there are obviously less than 2,000 people who have returned.

The golden snake and the golden toad both looked very ugly, and they stepped forward and knelt down on one knee together, lowered their heads and said.

"General, the last general was incompetent, let the gang of horse thieves escape, and fell into their trap, breaking a hundred or so brothers. ”

Xue Jian asked in a deep voice.

"What's going on? ”

The golden snake slowly made the matter of the pursuit clear.

It turned out that the gang of horse thieves had already prepared, and the retreat route had been arranged a long time ago.

They thought that they would definitely be hunted down, so they deliberately led the Golden Snake and the others to a quicksand area.

The so-called quicksand zone is a place that looks like a silt swamp, and the sand is very fluid, and once a person falls into it, he will immediately be swallowed by the quicksand.

In the dark of night, when the vision was not clear, a large number of people rushed directly into the quicksand area, and dozens of people fell into the quicksand in an instant, and they didn't even have time to rescue.

The Golden Snake and the others were certainly not as familiar with the situation in the desert as the horse thieves, so in order to avoid falling into the trap again and killing and injuring more people, they had to give up the pursuit.

Xue saw that he didn't blame them, and said after a moment of silence.

"The scout battalion immediately sent five teams of scouts out to search, and it was necessary to find out the lair of all the bandits and horse thieves in the vicinity. ”

Although the horse thieves were small in number and poorly equipped, they were a rabble vulnerable to the regular army, but they were familiar with the terrain of the desert and were good at guerrilla warfare.

If this hidden danger is not solved, Xue Jian's army is like a thorn stuck in the throat, like a fish in the throat, which is very uncomfortable.

The captain of the scout battalion immediately stepped forward and gave the order yes, and then he personally ordered fifty of the most elite scout spies, ten people as a team, to go out to search.

Under Xue Jian's order, the army stayed in the ruins of the small city to rest.

As the day passed, five teams of scouts returned with nothing.

The horse thieves and bandits who had followed the army dozens of miles away seemed to have learned the news in advance and went into hiding.

That night, the whole army was on alert, and many guards with torches and iron armor patrolled back and forth outside the barracks.

The first half of the night was spent peacefully, and in the second half of the night, when everyone thought that the horse thieves would not dare to come again, one after another sharp arrows with flames pierced the night sky and fell to the barracks.

"There is an enemy attack! There is an enemy attack!"

This time, the guards outside the barracks reacted quickly and immediately blew trumpets and drums and shouted.

One by one, the shield-raising soldiers rushed forward to block the flaming arrows.

Xue Jian walked out of the camp tent, jumped with his feet, and landed on the highest sentry platform, and from a distance, behind the sand dunes a hundred meters away from the military camp, there were figures moving.

He sneered, and Ling Bo unfolded, faster than the arrows in the sky, turning into an afterimage in the night, and in an instant, he approached the sand dune.

Before the horse thieves who were shooting arrows could react, they were kicked down by Xue Jian.

"Ah~~ you ......"

The dozens of horse thieves exclaimed in surprise with their expressions changing in unison, they didn't see how this man had come at all.

There was a guy who looked like a leader, and he immediately said loudly.

"Don't dwell on it, withdraw!"

Dozens of horse thieves didn't bother to pay attention to this sudden appearance, and they got on their horses and galloped into the distance.

Xue Jian snorted coldly, strode forward, faster than their horses, caught up with the person behind him in the blink of an eye, reached out and grabbed the horse's leg violently, and threw it forward.

The horse, which weighed hundreds of pounds, and the people on horseback, flew out like stones that had been thrown, and directly hit five or six horses.

For a while, people turned over on their backs, and the screams of people and the neighing of horses merged.

The others were shocked and swung their whips harder and harder, trying to flee from here, knowing full well that if they were caught, they would be dead.

Xue Jian didn't even look at the people who fell off their horses, jumping high, like an eagle culling its prey in the desert, often as soon as it landed, it could trample over a big horse.

Dozens of horse thieves didn't run too far before they were most eliminated by Xue Jian, leaving only the person who was suspected of being the leader still running wildly.

There was a look of horror in his eyes, and he looked back from time to time, trembling with fear.

When he saw that all his men had been knocked to the ground, and the man continued to chase after him, the rough-looking man shouted with sweat on his forehead.

"Help me, help me, I know you're always with us. ”

When he shouted, Xue Jian had already rushed up, and he was about to kick this person off the horse.

At this moment, the surrounding sand and dust suddenly burst up, and short figures emerged from the sand.

They acted quickly and ruthlessly, and as soon as they appeared, they pulled out a sharp scimitar from their waists and slashed at Xue Jian's neck.

There are six of them in total, and they have a tacit understanding, and only by fighting and tempering together all year round can this tacit understanding be cultivated.

If Xue Jian's strength was worse, I am afraid it would be difficult to avoid the deadly siege of these six people.

The six of them saw his body spin violently, his clothes flying, and the white-clothed clothes that looked very ordinary could actually block the scimitar in their hands.

The hem of the clothes spun rapidly, and there was a whirring sound, and the six people all took out their knives, but they couldn't even cut through the clothes.

Then, a leg swept over and kicked the six in the chest, causing them to spurt blood and smash it all around, splashing a cloud of dust.

The leader, who was still sitting on horseback, trembled with fear, and immediately rolled off his horse, fell to his knees, and kowtowed and begged for mercy.

"Please, don't kill me, don't kill me, they forced us to do it, and they are the culprit......"

Xue Jian glanced coldly at the leader of the horse thieves, and his gaze fell on the six short figures.

The average height of these six people is less than 1.2 meters, and they look like dwarfs, but they are not.

Xue Jian had long understood that dwarves like them were a people with a long origin in the desert, known as quicksand people.

Most of the people in the Quicksand Country are such dwarves, and these six people are obviously the killers of the Quicksand Country.