Chapter Eighty-Six: Desert Bone Sand Thieves

Zhang Yang sighed in his heart, how could he feel that he could encounter some strange things wherever he went? It's hard to be able to drink quietly and enjoy the moon, but I'm afraid I'm going to be interrupted again, it's really a nest!

Zhang Yang looked at their lurking very professional, guessing that it should be the existence of a thief group or something, right? Shouldn't we remind the people of the Salak Merchant Group? With just these young sentinels, I'm afraid they will be killed before they make a sound. I still have to count on them to get out of the desert.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yang got up and walked out of the house with a wine bottle, how could he remind them at this time? Zhang Yang didn't want to expose his strength too much, it would be more troublesome.

Glancing around, a tall, dead tree not far from the hut came into his sight. The dead tree is about 10 meters high, about half a meter thick, and its trunk is covered with dry cracks and I don't know how long it has been dead. Zhang Yang walked over unhurriedly, and in his perception, the thieves were only a sand dune away from the wooden house! At this time, Zhang Yang, who walked under the withered tree, returned his hand and pulled out the simple big sword from behind his back, and then cut off the withered tree with a fierce sword!

Boom! Boom! After two loud bangs, the dead tree had fallen to the ground, and the sound of violent vibrations was heard far away in the quiet night! The shattered bark and splashed sand even smashed into the humble walls of the wooden house! All of the people in the Salak caravan woke up at once.

"What's going on?! Is it an enemy attack?"

With a loud shout, the caravan's escort captain Accra appeared outside the door with two knives in his hand!

"Sentinel! Where are the sentinels?! ”

The caravan guards soon rushed out as well, and when they saw Zhang Yang standing beside the fallen tree, Accra asked in an unkind tone:

"Friends! What are you doing?! ”

At this time, Zhang Yang saw that the people in the caravan were looking at him with some vigilance, and then pretended not to know and said:

"I drank a little too much just now, it's convenient to come out, who knows that this tree is not strong, I don't know why it fell."

"Lie! Everyone looked at the fracture of the dead tree, which was obviously cut off by a weapon. Can your urine have the power of a third-order water cutting magic? ”

This Salak mercenary group usually deals with magicians a lot, so that some popular magic can also be said casually, but at this time, no matter how you listen to this person's words, there is a kind of mockery.

Accra looked at the broken edge of the dead tree and didn't speak, he didn't sense any fighting qi fluctuations just now, and the section of this dead tree was so smooth, it was obviously cut off by a blow! You must know that most desert plants are tough, and if you don't use Dou Qi to create this effect, he can't do it himself! In an instant, the originally ordinary black-armored man in front of him looked a little unfathomable.

Facing the crowd of the emotional Salak caravan, Zhang Yang pointed to the opposite sand dune and said:

"What's going on over there? A lot of people with weapons came this way. ”

The merchants and mercenaries who were talking about Zhang Yang all subconsciously looked back when they heard Zhang Yang say this. Then they all shouted loudly!

"Enemy attack!! It's a sand pirate!! The sand thieves are coming! ”

The people of the Salak merchant group were completely confused in an instant! Desperate to evacuate in a hurry, the caravan hastily set up a rudimentary defensive ring. The sand thieves were too close to everyone, only 200 meters away at the moment!

Sha Thorn, the leader of the Desert Bone Sand Bandit Troupe, is a middle-aged man who is not tall and has a very stocky figure. Most of the people who live in the desert all year round appear to be dark-skinned, and he is no exception to this. As the leader of a group of hundreds of sand pirates, sea buckthorn has always had a reputation for being fierce but keeping promises. His subordinates never worried that their bosses would be greedy for the wealth they had exchanged for their lives, and as for things like black eating black, Sea Buckthorn didn't do it in Akari. These means of winning people's hearts, coupled with the strength of the silver intermediate, allowed him to quickly kill the name of the "Desert Bone" thief group in the Desert of Death.

Among the "desert bones", there is not only a master of sea buckthorn, but the two deputy captains Modick and Kono are also masters of the silver junior. And most of its members are well-known outlaws, and more than 20% of them can use some fighting spirit! With this strength, as a sand pirate group, they have even attacked the convoy of the orc empire Kampas! It is precisely because of this that Ladovia, the country of mercenaries, will turn a blind eye to them, and even acquiesce to them sneaking into Ladovia's towns to replenish.

The Desert Sand Pirates have always loved to sneak up on their targets, even if their opponents seem weaker than them. This habit can often lead them to victory over opponents who are much stronger than them. This time, they discovered that a large caravan had appeared in this oasis hunting spot. Therefore, when night fell, Desert Bone took advantage of the darkness to set out......

Everything seemed perfect at first, but when they were only about 200 meters away from the oasis, a loud sound of trees falling directly disrupted their plans. Seeing that the caravan not far away was suddenly awakened, Seabuckthorn felt that all the previous preparations had been lost, because when the other party was on guard, there was little point in a sneak attack in the night, so let's just light up the guy! At this time, they are already ready to send them, because the other party has already discovered them at this moment!

"Do it!"

With a hoarse shout from Sea Buckthorn, the Desert Sand Thieves no longer hid their figures, and rushed forward quickly over the sand dunes!

200 meters away in the blink of an eye! Zhang Yang already knew in his heart that this group of sand thieves was very strong, and no one made a sound during the charge! A heavy pressure instantly pressed into the hearts of the Sharak caravan as the desert sand thieves approached. At this time, the captain of the guard, Accra, stood in front of the crowd and exchanged swords with a "Dang!" There was a thud, and then he shouted to the sand thieves who had already rushed into the oasis:

"Sign up! We are a caravan of the Salak Merchant Group, don't make a mistake! ”

"Haha! It turned out to be the famous Salak merchant group! I remember that many years ago, the head of my family was taken special care of by you! God help me today! Hahahaha! ”

After hearing Accra's words, a sand thief in the "Desert Bone" holding two slender battle axes suddenly said in a strange manner.

"Who the hell are you!?"

Accra had an extremely ominous premonition in his heart for no reason. Don't......

I only heard a hoarse voice coming:

"Sea Buckthorn greets Shalak with the Desert Sand Pirates!! Kill them all!! “

"Not good! It's the sand pirate sea buckthorn mentioned by the old merchant leader! Be careful! “

Moaz, the vice-captain of the Shalaq caravan, exclaimed in surprise almost at the same time as Dilla! It's just that at this time, the sand pirates on the opposite side have rushed up under the leadership of sea buckthorn!

Zhang Yang was helpless but was still swept in. He actually wanted to say: I'm not a member of the Salak caravan! I'm passing through!

However, such a statement obviously could not make the sand thieves believe him, so Zhang Yang could only take a few steps back to the side very depressed. He really didn't want to get involved in a battle that had nothing to do with him......

Things in the world are always painful. Very few things go your way, and most of the time, the more you expect something, the more you don't get it.

In the face of the wolf-like desert sand thieves, the guards of the Salak caravan could only go up to the top. The moment the battle began, it directly entered the ferocious fighting stage. As for Zhang Yang, who was standing on the side and had some distance from the Sharak caravan, none of the sand thieves were left behind.

An obese sand thief with an armor-piercing hammer may have seen Zhang Yang wearing plate armor and thought it was his own dish, so he grinned and strode towards Zhang Yang, and when he was nearly two meters away from Zhang Yang's feet, the fat sand thief raised the armor-piercing hammer the size of a human head in his hand with both hands, and smashed it down at Zhang Yang's head and face!