The footsteps of the black storm gradually approached, and large areas of yellow sand began to appear in the sky, and the wind swept the flying sand and flew in the air. The daylight faded into the sand, and the sky gradually darkened.

At the foot of Helan Mountain, the Helanda people in a circle trembled one by one, Liu Jing looked up at the sky quietly, and prayed silently for Bailijian in his heart. At this time, Baili Jian was staring at Su Heluo not far from him and the hundred cavalry under him.

The wind was blowing from the northwest, and Su and Luo were hiding behind a boulder with his men, while the horses were tied together in a circle around the crowd. Su and Luo's shelter was specially selected for him by Bai Lijian, and it was also the only place in the vicinity that was suitable for hundreds of people to shelter from the wind at the same time.

The location of Bailikan is northeast of Suhora and there is a pile of rubble around it. Bai Lijian and fifty horse bandits were hiding in the pit dug behind the rocks, with straw clothes on their heads, not at all affected by the wind and sand.

Before the storm came, Bai Lijian could still have the interest to poke his head out to take a look at this rare big storm, but when the storm came, Bai Lijian immediately regretted it, but it was a little late, and a large mouthful of sand was poured into his mouth. Bailijian hurriedly hid in the pit under the grass coat, and vomited for a long time before cleaning the sand from his mouth.

The wind swept through the wind and sand, and no one dared to show their heads in this weather. Bailijian and the other horse bandits hid under their grass coats, quietly waiting for the wind and sand to pass, while Su Heluo and his cavalry buried their heads between their legs one by one to avoid eating too much sand. As for Helanda and his people, they were all lying on the ground at this time, covered with a layer of yellow sand, motionless, unable to see life or death.

This black storm comes and goes fast. It comes in the morning, reaches its maximum at noon, and begins to weaken in the afternoon. Although the yellow sand is still floating in the sky, it is not as crazy as before.

Bai Lijian tried to dig a hole in the hole, poked his head out and looked around, and found that the surroundings had completely changed by this time. The area around the area, which should have been full of rocks, has been covered with yellow sand at this time. Looking at the Suheluo station not far away, most of the horses were buried in the yellow sand, and if they were not all tied by ropes, I am afraid they would have run away. The rest of the people were gone, except for the few tall ones who could still see the tips of their hats exposed.

"Good chance!" There was a burst of ecstasy in Bai Lijian's heart.

Bailijian hurriedly pulled out the Mangula who was hiding under the grass coat, and asked him to immediately gather everyone and take the opportunity to take down those cavalry. A soldier on a horse is called a horseman, and a man buried in the sand can only be called a lamb to the slaughter.

Mangula and a group of horse bandits quietly approached the cavalry, and the scimitar in his hand stabbed at the bottom of the sand. Blood rushed down the scimitar, staining the sand red. There was a few muffled grunts under the sand, and then there was no movement.

In the blink of an eye, more than thirty horsemen died inexplicably under the scimitars of the horse bandits. But the surviving cavalry around seemed to hear the movement, struggled out of the sand, and instinctively stunned for a moment when they saw a group of men with scimitars in their hands. When they saw the blood flowing from the scimitar, they were horrified and reached out to touch the weapons beside them. But at this time, all their weapons were buried in the sand, and it was difficult to pull them out for a while.

The horse bandits were also people with combat experience, how could they let the cavalry counterattack, they raised their scimitars in their hands one after another, and cut down the nearest cavalry to the ground with one sword. In the blink of an eye, more than two dozen people were cut to the ground. Some of the remaining wise ones hurriedly raised their hands and shouted for mercy, and they escaped.

Just when everyone thought that the battle was almost over, a figure suddenly jumped out from under the sand, kicked the nearest horse bandit away from him, turned over and jumped over the boulder next to him, and ran frantically towards the Helanda camp at the bottom of the mountain.

Mangula wanted to chase after him, but was stopped by Bailijian, who had just arrived. The battle is not completely over, the loot has not been collected, there is no need to waste time for one person.

A total of fifty-three horsemen died under the sword of the horse bandits, thirty-two surrendered, five more died under the wind and sand, one fled, and ten were missing. The leader of this cavalry, Suhora, was not seen.

When the battle was completely over, Baili Jian ordered people to count the supplies, and this time the harvest was not small.

At this time, a total of 53 intact horses were captured, another 33 horses were slightly injured, five horses were seriously injured, and 10 horses ran away. Counting the number of missing people, it is likely that some timid people rode away when the black storm came.

War horses are a good thing, but the main purpose of Bailijian's attack is for the equipment of these cavalry. This time a total of ninety pieces of leather armor were seized, and ninety-eight scimitars, one hundred spears, sixty-eight intact bows and arrows, and twenty-five broken ones were dug out from under the sand, and the rest were completely damaged and unusable.

With this batch of equipment, Bailijian can fully arm a hundred-man cavalry team, and if the horses and personnel are enough, this batch of equipment can be dispersed, and it can be temporarily expanded to three hundred, at least one weapon per person.

Looking at the piles of weapons and equipment in front of him, Bai Lijian's heart blossomed. With these things as a foundation, Bailijian is more confident in the days to come.

"Everyone did a good job this time, everyone was rewarded with a piece of leather armor, and those who didn't have a scimitar were also given a scimitar each." Previously, due to the limited number of scimitars, Bailijian was only equipped with some of them, and the remaining two dozen horse bandits did not have scimitars. Now that they heard that they could finally equip the scimitar, they suddenly couldn't hold back their excitement and rushed to the knife pile to choose their favorite scimitar. Not to be outdone, the rest of the people went to pick out leather armor that looked fairly good.

The scene was chaotic, but Bailijian didn't stop them. This time they did a good job, and they did not flinch when the cavalry began to resist, and Bai Lijian was very satisfied with this.

However, something unexpected soon happened, and some of the horse bandits were angry with others because they did not grab their favorite equipment, and they were even ready to fight, and the scimitars in their hands were already raised.

Mangula, who was the first to notice that something was wrong, hurriedly shouted: "Stop! ”

Mangula has slowly established some prestige in the team during this time, and he himself is quite high in martial arts, so everyone is still quite jealous of him. Mangula shouted loudly and stopped the brawl in time, so that it did not cause trouble.

However, Bai Lijian's mood at this time was extremely low, and he began to think in his heart that it was time to establish some rules.