Three seconds, or five seconds?

Fatima watched as the sand thieves' heads slammed to the ground, revealing a look of incredulity.

Ming Ming Luo and the group of sand thieves are still some distance, how did they make the sand thieves decapitate almost at the same time?

The incredible scene even made Fatima suspect that the death of the sand thieves had nothing to do with Luo.

The dozen or so sand thieves were killed by Luo with a chanting bullet, and they only needed a chanting bullet the size of a thumbnail to smash their necks and then hit their heads.

After the death of the sand thief, the armored bull under him still rushed towards Luo angrily, his eyes were red, revealing tyranny.

The armored ox that Luo rode was relatively normal, because of his natural avoidance of war, he saw more than a dozen of his kind rushing towards him, and he had the intention of retreating, if Luo hadn't forcibly stopped it, I am afraid that he would have turned around and fled long ago.

Although it can be barely controlled, it is no longer possible to point where to go.

Luo pressed the back of the neck, telling it to calm down a little, and then shot a dozen bullets at the rushing herd, burrowing into their hard foreheads.

Puff puff...

The armored cow was shot in the forehead and fell to the ground, and after a moment there was no sound.

After knocking down a dozen armored oxen in a few breaths, Luo headed towards the battle group.

Behind her, Fatima watched as Luo drove the armored ox over the ground, her eyes wide open, and she couldn't understand what was happening.

The team of the Golo Kingdom and the Sand Bandits are in a group, and the two sides are of similar combat strength, the only difference is in the mounts under them.

The reason why the Sand Pirates were able to gallop in the desert with impunity was not because they were brave, but because they had mastered how to make the armored ox aggressive, so that the gentle and timid armored cow could become a qualified war horse.

The soldiers escorting the Six Princes were all elite, but they could only fight on foot, and after the battle, they were weakened first, and thanks to their well-trained and strong combat ability on the sand, they were not defeated.

The armored oxen of the Golo side were slaughtered by the soldiers, and their bloated bodies lay on the ground, scattered outward, as a makeshift sandbag formation to defend against the sand bandits' charge.

Nearly 100 soldiers formed a circle, spears in hand, to meet the sand thieves who were moving around in a roundabout way, looking for an opportunity to attack, and the sand was littered with nearly 200 corpses, most of them from the Golo side.

"Kill them, kill them!"

In the center of the circle, a young man in a golden silk robe shouted under the tight protection of a dozen soldiers, holding a steel sword with a delicate handle in his hand, and waved it a few times as he shouted to hide his trembling arm.

The almost hoarse shout was filled with fear.

A sturdy middle-aged man with a thick beard but well-groomed stood not far from the young man, looking at the sand thieves like wolves outside the formation, a gloomy color appeared in the tiger's eyes, he had already foreseen that his side would eventually be eaten away, but even so, he could not honestly wait for death.

The young man was the sixth prince of Golo, and the middle-aged man was the general who led the soldiers.

The supplies and treasures brought with them were all thrown out of the warband, but the sand thieves did not even look at the supplies and kept attacking them.

Do you have the ease...

The target of the plunder is supplies and treasures, but the people do not intend to keep them, which can be described as cold-blooded and brutal.

The general's gaze passed over the dust and the shouts of killing that tore his throat, and landed in the distance on a man with a braided beard, the leader of the sand thieves.

Geralt sat peacefully on the armored bull, Shi Shiran admired the battle of the trapped beast in front of him, suddenly noticed the gaze from the center of the military formation, raised his eyes, and found the general.

"Fortunately. ”

Geralt looked at the general, showed a cheerful smile, his lips squirmed silently a few times, his index finger was together, he tapped the corner of his forehead, and then pointed at the general, which was a chic salute.

Seeing Geralt's reaction, the general's face darkened.

At first, the number of sand thieves who attacked was only about 100, but soon after the fierce battle, two more teams came one after another, increasing the number to nearly 400, so that their own side was completely suppressed.

"Haha!"

Some of the sand thieves would let out a rampant laugh after slashing the soldiers, while the soldiers defending the enemy were silent.

About thirty minutes have passed since the start of the battle, and the sand pirates have lost less than twenty, while their own comrades have fallen nearly two hundred.

Such an exaggerated battle loss ratio made the soldiers feel desperate, but they still carried out their duties, thinking that they could kill a few more sand thieves, so they killed a few more!

Luo gradually approached the battle group, and his arrival was immediately noticed by the sand thieves on the periphery, and at this time, the sand thieves realized that the dozen or so brothers who went to block the attack were actually planted?

Geralt looked at Cheng Yanjin, who was halfway through, his eyes were cold, and he also had a solemn meaning, and suddenly whistled to his subordinates, and made a gesture.

The sand thieves besieging the soldiers were puzzled when they saw Geralt's order, to deal with one person to send a hundred brothers?

Puzzled, the sand thieves immediately divided into a hundred and headed towards Luo.

The people on the side of the Goluo country saw that the sand thieves suddenly withdrew from about a hundred, and thought that reinforcements had arrived, and they were overjoyed, after all, to divide a hundred sand thieves, it must be a large number of teams.

However, when they took the time to observe and saw that there was only one person coming, their whole hearts were cold.

"Kill, kill them, what are you all eating?"

The Sixth Prince's voice was almost hoarse, his face was full of fear, and his legs kept swinging.

The soldiers could see the results, but how could he not see them? If it weren't for the twenty soldiers who were close to him to protect him, he would have broken down and cried.

The general really hoped that the six princes could shut up, but he couldn't do anything beyond the bounds, even if he was in a desperate situation at this time!

"Kill!"

Not far away, a hundred sand thieves rushed towards Luo side by side.

Farther away, Fatima was watching the battle with a telescope, and when she saw Luo single-handedly facing a hundred sand thieves, she couldn't help but feel worried.

William started a little slower than Luo, and the formation created by the hundred sand thieves frightened his mount into difficulty, looking like he was about to strike, and then, he saw Luo jump off his mount directly and meet the hundred sand thieves on foot.

William gritted his teeth, jumped off his mount, and followed.

"Almost a hundred... If you rely on reading and playing alone, the efficiency is too poor. Luo looked at the hundred sand thieves who came from the sand, and said to himself in a cold voice: "Then waste a little mental power." ”

Before he could finish speaking, a field with a diameter of nearly 100 meters rapidly expanded from under his feet, encompassing the sand thieves who rushed to him.

The sand thieves don't know the ability to read and can't see the realm formed by the circle, but Geralt and William can.

The reason why he sent a hundred sand thieves to attack Luo was because Geralt saw that Luo was a person with mental ability, and he didn't expect his subordinates to be able to kill Luo, at least so that he could see Luo's ability clearly.

The sand thieves stepped into the realm, unaware, and each one let out a cruel laugh, ready to crush Luo into meat sauce.

At this moment, there were several muffled sounds like watermelons exploding.

Bang bang bang...!

Following the prestige, the heartbeat of the sand thieves, who were not afraid of heaven and earth, suddenly accelerated, and they saw that the accompanying brothers seemed to have been pinched out of thin air by an invisible raised hand, and blood skulls were scattered everywhere.

Luo stopped, stood on the spot, calmly stared at the sand thieves fifty or sixty meters in front of him, and concentrated on manipulating the single point of oppressive force formed in various places in the realm, crushing the heads of one sand thief after another.

It seems that there is a sniper frame that does not need to be reloaded in Luo's hand, killing the sand thieves quickly.

However, in five or six seconds, there were less than ten of the hundred sand thieves left, all of them showing a look of horror, and the battle intent surging in their chests before did not know where to throw it.

"Run!"

As soon as the idea of escaping for their lives arose, the remaining sand thieves directly followed in the footsteps and died one after another.

Looking at this scene, Geralt's face became extremely ugly, and his indifferent attitude of winning the previous victory was directly wiped out.

William, who was about to come to support, suddenly stopped, staring at the Asura Hell in front of him, which was paved with blood and bones.

Farther away, Fatima put down her monoculars, clutched her abdomen and vomited.