Mo Qianying glanced up at the scorching sun rising to mid-heaven, and raised her eyes to sweep the wilderness around her. This was the intended rendezvous point, but the wind and sand had hit it last night could faintly make out the signs of camping and resting, but more often than not, it was the armor and weapons that some barbarian soldiers had discarded here.

Although it is not clear what exactly happened, it can be vaguely guessed that when the people of the reconnaissance group set up camp here, they happened to encounter the pursuit of barbarian soldiers, so they did not have time to evacuate when the wind and sand came, resulting in a desperate fight between the two sides in the wind and sand.

However, judging from the items and traces scattered at the scene, it seems that the people of the reconnaissance group have the upper hand, but for some reason they evacuated here, although Mo Qianying hurriedly went online early in the morning, but still didn't have time to catch up.

"What now?" Yang Ruxiao also looked at Mo Qianying with a worried expression, as if she was very nervous about his affairs.

Mo Qianying waved his hand: "Follow the traces first, although they are fighting in the sandstorm, they can't go far before stopping, and they should be able to find some clues by following the traces." With that, he beckoned his cavalry archers to disperse, and rode his horse along the mess scattered along the way.

Judging from the traces on the ground, the original nearly 2,000 people of the reconnaissance group are probably less than a thousand left, and the barbarian soldiers who are chasing them do not seem to be too many, perhaps one of the troops pursuing them. Judging from the order of evacuation and pursuit by both sides, the reconnaissance team seemed to have the upper hand and fled all the way to the south.

Mo Qianying took out the map and looked at it, and found that if he went further south, he would enter a valley with strange rocks. If the scouts were to retreat there, it would probably be to restrain the barbarian cavalry pursuing them. However, in this way, it limited the archers who came to support.

"Where do you think they're now?" Mo Qianying asked casually, and only Yang Ruxiao was following him, obviously asking her opinion.

Yang Ruxiao was a little surprised, this was the first time that Mo Qianying took the initiative to ask her opinion since the two got along. However, she soon showed a chuckle, and said leisurely: "In my opinion, it is less than ten miles away at most, and you can see that there are still a lot of armor scattered over there that are not covered by sand. You must know that in this desert, anything that falls to the ground will disappear in less than half an hour. ”

Mo Qianying was stunned for a moment when she heard this, and suddenly showed an expression of sudden realization: "That's right! This time, I don't have common sense. ”

"Then don't you chase after it!" Yang Ruxiao glanced at him, flicked his horsewhip and ran forward.

Mo Qianying was speechless for a while, and sighed: "If you praise a little, you will kick your nose in the face......" After saying that, he beckoned the other members of the archer brigade who had dispersed, and chased Yang Ruxiao forward on horseback.

Although Yang Ruxiao didn't have a map on hand, for some reason she seemed to be very familiar with this place, and avoided the sunlight around the shadows of the sand dunes, but she didn't lose her direction, and still chased in the direction where the reconnaissance team had withdrawn.

Mo Qianying found that he couldn't see Yang Ruxiao's details more and more clearly, he knew that he knew that several major NPCs in Yuquan Pass did not have her, Yang Tianyu's daughter, and besides, she looked exactly the same as Lin Yan. Or maybe she used to have her, but she didn't look like her and she wasn't an important role.

In Mo Qianying's memory, the decisive battle between the player and the barbarians at Yuquan Pass was never systematically guarded, and they were more likely to act as a background board. At that time, because of the command error in the player, the first line of defense collapsed early, and the outer city was almost lost. If the Heavenly Sword Master had no regrets at that time, it would have been impossible for the system not to let her come out and do something.

Could it be that due to some special reasons, there are some deviations between the current world and the original world?

Mo Qianying was taken aback by her thoughts, and looked at Yang Ruxiao's back, and couldn't help but be a little distracted.

If the person in front of her is really Lin Yan, it means that something really happened to her, which will cause her to become what she is now, existing as an NPC in the game world. Combined with the players of several so-called supernumerary individuals that I have come into contact with before, it is very likely that something terrible has happened or is happening in this game.

Thinking about it, even Mo Qianying himself felt a little shuddered, and instinctively told him that what he had to do now was to stay away from this game immediately, and it was best not to touch it again until something happened. However, Yang Ruxiao in front of him is very likely to be Lin Yan, if he leaves like this, it means that he has taken the initiative to give up the opportunity to save Lin Yan.

Mo Qianying raised her right hand, stared at her trembling fingertips, and couldn't help but snort coldly.

Obviously, he has already died once, but now he has become cautious, which really makes him look down on himself.

Come on, come on! I haven't seen any big winds and waves!

Mo Qianying clenched her fists and looked up at the scorching sun, revealing a contemptuous smile, not knowing whether it was to show contempt for herself just now, or to disdain for the unknown danger ahead.

As the archers advanced southward, there was a faint shout of killing in the wind. Mo Qianying, who was still in a daze on the horse, was in a daze, and rode his horse up a towering sand dune, and saw two teams of men and horses fighting in the distance at a glance.

In the middle of the circle formation defense, the number of unified black armor and black cavalry is at a disadvantage, it is obviously the reconnaissance group, and it is the pursuing barbarian soldiers who keep rushing around them. Mo Qianying visually measured the number of people and found that there were only about five hundred people left in the reconnaissance group, and the barbarian soldiers who were chasing them were much more than expected, apparently the support that arrived later.

Seeing that the reconnaissance group's circle formation was in danger, Mo Qianying rushed down from the sand dunes with a group of archers with an order, and the earth-shattering shouts of killing made the two teams of men and horses fighting below look sideways. When the members of the reconnaissance group saw that the reinforcements had arrived, they were all in high spirits and resisted desperately, while the barbarian cavalry showed a panicked look and stepped up the frequency of attack.

The archers were equipped with a recurve bow with the highest attack value, and then the speed of the sand dune rush down instantly threw the arrow several times the range. The arrows swooped down like raindrops, and they didn't need to aim at all, and they plunged headlong into the area where the barbarian cavalry was most concentrated.

The barbarian cavalry was attacked by a constant rain of arrows, and there was inevitable panic in the array. The surviving members of the reconnaissance team are all veterans who have fled thousands of miles, so they will naturally not let go of this opportunity. They immediately changed their formation, and the infantry battle was fixed in front of the shield wall, and all the personnel retracted to the rear of the shield battle, and slowly withdrew from the range covered by the arrows.

The barbarian cavalry in other directions were afraid of the power of the rain of arrows, and they chose to bypass the rear, which greatly reduced the pressure on the front of the reconnaissance group.