In the desert, there are dangers and opportunities at the same time, wealth attracts speculators, and it also attracts wild dogs that smell the smell of copper, and in order to drive away these wild dogs, the weak people can only spill gold coins to summon the hounds.

Now, there are significantly more dingoes than hunting dogs.

Walker's body was bitten out of deep wounds that could be seen to the bone, and several arrows were nailed to the surface of the plate armor, Walker, who was called a steel windmill by his peers, was powerful, and his two-meter-tall body was said to have barbarian blood, and his thick arms could compete with Lu Xinglong, and he could easily wield two broad-backed heavy swords to wield a tiger and a tiger, but now this windmill could not crush the surrounding sand thieves.

This kind of man pestle knows everywhere that it is not easy to mess with and cannot be provoked, and the sand thief is not stupid, no matter what the situation is, he will not approach this steel windmill, and the two fools who did not believe in evil were split in half by people and camels because they approached each other's sword fence.

The sand thieves used their numerical advantage to play with these mercenaries, using the speed advantage to dodge the bulky mercenary leader, using a crossbow to kill the person inside from a distance, and admiring the expressions of these people when they were afraid, especially when there were a few women in this team, the female swordsmen who were active in front looked quite delicate, and they couldn't be caught when they exhausted their bodies? Think about it, when you put a collar around the neck of a strong female swordsman, the other party resists but can't be weak from time to time, showing a delicate expression of resistance and shame, which must be very exciting.

Walker felt a sense of powerlessness from the bottom of his heart, the sand thieves in front of him were quite cunning, besieging them without attacking and only using crossbows to consume them, and they also threw poison gas and bombs unguarded, it was difficult for more than a dozen people in the mercenary group to resist, if it weren't for the other party was also saving weapons, they would have died long ago. Even though Walker is wearing heavy sword and plate armor, he can't catch up with the four hooves of a camel, and he will be exhausted to death if he wears heavy armor, and if he takes it off, he will be shot like a hedgehog, and in either case he will die.

The mercenary leader was helpless, and his mercenaries were even more wolfless, so they could only rely on carriages and shields to hide, because they were surrounded on all sides, arrows were likely to attack from behind, and the battle was completely one-sided, the only thing missing was time.

The sand thieves besieging the mercenaries suddenly weakened in one direction, or disappeared completely, and the place fell into chaos.

Like a sharp-tailed swift passing at a low altitude, Hervier squeezed through the wind and sand while leaving a faint magical particle in the air, like a fluttering ribbon, the psionic light blade slashed through the unsuspecting sand thief, and any weapon it touched was instantly separated from the flesh and bones, and the slightest sound could not be heard, and the head rolled off the body, and the face still maintained the cruel smile of life.

The nearby sand thieves were all furious, and found that Heviel suddenly appeared at the back of the team, probably an assassin or something, and a sneak attack was a good hand, but a frontal battle would not work, so he shouted and raised his scimitar and slashed head-on.

Hevier's hand flashed with a psionic blade again, and after his body was lowered, he suddenly exploded, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared behind the sand thief, leaving behind a corpse that had been cut off at the waist, and then continued to search for the next target without stopping.

The sand thieves in the distance hurriedly turned around, loaded their crossbows as fast as they could, and re-aimed at Hevier, dozens of arrows flew in, Hevier didn't pay attention to it at all, and raised his hand slightly.

Hum -

The magic power made a slight vibration sound when it flowed in the air, Hevier jumped into the air and calmly landed in the center of the sand thieves, and lightly dodged the rain of arrows, causing a group of people to stop their movements in shock, and the next second the sand thieves were blown away by a strong hurricane, and the people near the center were lifted dozens of meters and fell heavily to the ground, the wail in his mouth gradually disappeared, obviously he couldn't live, even if he was a little farther away, he was also overturned under the horse in the storm, and the frightened camels fled in all directions, and the trampling followed.

Heviel didn't look at the frightened guys around her, broke through the encirclement and continued to move forward, the sand thieves have already reflected, so what? When they judge that death is worthless and a large number of people are lost, they will not hesitate to choose to retreat, but more sand thieves do not understand what is happening here, and the wind and sand can provide cover when attacking mercenaries, but now it has become the deadliest shadow.

At this time, the people in the direction of the mercenary group also noticed the change here, and the female swordsman showed joy on her face, and when she was about to say something, she was suppressed by a round of shooting from the side and retracted her head.

"Captain! Look over there! ”

Finally, the female swordsman unleashed the flying arrows and shouted in a hurry, pointing in the direction of the confusion caused by the sand thieves.

"It could be other brothers, it's an opportunity!"

Walker took one look and instantly realized that this was an opportunity.

"Don't be stunned and stand up and prepare to break through, if you want to live, follow me!!"

The mercenaries thought that other well-meaning mercenary groups would come to support, and they immediately rushed in the direction of the chaos of the sand thieves, intending to twist the two forces into a ball and fight back together.

Many of the sand thieves didn't know what was happening, but the mercenary group's counterattack became fierce, and all the hole cards that were hidden and reluctant to use were thrown out at this moment, weakening the sand thieves' offensive in a short period of time, and taking this opportunity to break through to the point where chaos occurred.

The leader of the sand thieves with a thick scarf wrapped around his head stood on the sand dunes not far away, barely observing the situation at this distance, the surrounded mercenaries resisted as expected, and were consumed in the usual methods of the sand thieves, but at this time the situation was not right, the mercenaries, who were obviously suppressed, suddenly began to prepare to break through, and there was obviously no resistance in the direction of the breakthrough.

Heviel didn't kill them all, and the fleeing sand thieves brought the news to the rest of the gang.

"Damn, how did Starf's people do it, can't even dozens of mercenaries stop them?"

"Boss, they look like they've been attacked! There were a lot of casualties, and our people were also involved, and there were so many people who died, and there were corpses all over the ground. ”

"What? What about Starf? ”

"Killed, dead! It's the regular army, a lot of people! Our people were no match at all, and many were killed without any resistance!! ”

What the hell is going on?

The sand thief leader's face was cloudy, and he finally ate the goods in his mouth and spit them out like this, he was really unwilling! But he also knows what level he is under him, and there is nothing to compare with the people who are half a pound and eight taels of Starf, since they can easily destroy Starf's people, they can also easily destroy themselves.

Damn, the situation in the desert is getting more and more embarrassing, the big team from nowhere has occupied the best route, and the other sand bandits can only eat some leftovers on the edge, otherwise they will either be swallowed up or chopped up and fed to the dogs, and everyone will harvest every day.

The caravans that were attacked a lot also learned wisely, and began to cooperate with the Mercenary Association in many chambers of commerce, and everyone pooled money to pull up a team to fight against the sand pirates, and the effect was obvious. The sand thieves had no choice, and began to seek cooperation, but there were too many cases of stabbing in the back, even if it was this siege of the mercenaries, the three sand thief gangs all had evil intentions, after all, the benefits they could get were too little.

But what can be done? The combat effectiveness of the sand pirates is destined to be unable to fight a tough battle, and a slightly difficult bone is enough to make them give up.

"Go, send some people to pull away the car left by the mercenary, how much can be pulled away, let's retreat!"

Letting go of the mercenaries meant less slaves and women, less wealth and enjoyment, but what choice did the sand pirates have? Eating the meat in your mouth first is the best choice.

When Walker led the mercenary group to break out of the encirclement, he was preparing for a fierce battle, and he was also thinking about what kind of elite the team supporting them was? Rattlesnake? Or a gray fox? Sky wings? Or is it a large mercenary group from another city?

But neither.

"It's... Is it a person...... Can it be done? ”

There was no fierce battle and no imaginary large-scale reinforcements, as far as the eye could see, there was only yellow sand and corpses all over the ground, blood penetrating deep under his feet and staining the entire sand dunes, and there was only a heroic Valkyrie standing in front of him, without the slightest trace of blood on his body.

Illusion? No...... Walker came back to his senses and took a deep breath, he had experienced hundreds of battles, the blood and blood were so familiar, there was no illusion or anything like that in front of him, dozens of deaths and injuries were from the same person, even a person like Walker who had experienced strong winds and waves was shocked, and everyone couldn't say a word as if they had been hit by a silence spell, only heavy breathing.

Heviel glanced at these mercenaries, it was a basic rule to lend a helping hand to the victims, since the goal was achieved, there was no need to stay, and without thinking about it, she turned around and left, quickly disappearing into the wind and sand.

Leaving a group of big men embarrassed, going back to fight the sand thieves desperately to regain supplies? Oh! This mention yì is very constructive, think about it carefully, or follow the benefactor.

Just like that, a group of wolf-bèi mercenaries appeared in front of Mephis.

"You're from the Mercenary Guild?"

"Yes, I'm Walker, the leader of the 'Night Scorpion' mercenary group, thank you for reaching out."

What's more, Hevier can divert the experience back, which is the benefit of the soul connection after the contract.

Mephis had already learned about the situation from Hervier, and at the moment the appearance of this group of mercenaries wolf Bèi was still beyond Mephis's expectations, they had experienced a battle, nine out of ten people were disabled and one had to be amputated, in short, few could walk well.

"It's right to get along with each other, the sand thieves are so hateful, I guess no one will let go of the opportunity to stab them."

"It's a real debt to you this time, otherwise we're finished. This young lady broke through the encirclement and killed at least forty sand thieves, it must be a Lingge position, right? ”

Walker turned to Hevel again and thanked him, but Hevier didn't pay attention to him, just stood quietly behind Mephis, and when the atmosphere was awkward, it was Mephis who took over and broke the silence.

"Let's not talk about the rest, you have a lot of injured people, and we are here to help."

"I'm very grateful, thanks to you, my name is Walker, and this kindness will definitely be repaid."

Seeing so many people, Phippley's generosity and the half-cart of supplies prepared came into use, and the treatment of Snod was different from the treatment of mercenaries, the former was a favor investment, and the latter was a transaction. Due to the section of the road that is about to get out of the desert, Phippley is very well prepared, these mercenaries can walk out with a little patience, and everyone's mentality can remain calm.

Phipley had a surprised look on his face when he saw Walker, he had the impression that the Night Scorpion Mercenary Regiment was very famous in the local area, and the leader of the group was the most promising swordsman who broke through the limit and achieved the Lingge position, and was strong enough to strangle the giant bear with his bare hands.

"Why is the famous 'Night Scorpion' besieged by sand thieves?"

"The number of sand thieves is beyond imagination, more than six or seven times that of the past, I don't know why there are so many people."

When it comes to the number of sand thieves, Walker is also very puzzled, not only the number is large, but also a lot of tricks, in addition to crossbows, there are also alchemy potions, God knows where they were captured.