Link and Njata were startled as they prepared their magic scrolls and spellcasting materials, Link took the stone carving into his arms, and when it was ready, he and Njata looked at each other and walked out of the tent on alert.

A shepherd ran past Link's tent with a frightened cry from his mouth, a short spear flew out of nowhere, piercing his brain stem with precision, and he couldn't even scream, he shivered on the ground a few times and died, sticky blood and incontinence sprinkling the yellow sand of the oasis.

Link searched for the enemy in a cold sweat, the enemy was in the sky, the piercing buzz came from the sky, seven or eight monsters like giant wasps flew in the air, the high-frequency vibrating wings emitted golden light in the sun, the brown sharp mouthparts and the many green bumps on the huge compound eyes made the scalp tingle, and the rider in black leather armor sat firmly on the high-speed flying monster with the help of a special saddle. From time to time, short spears of date palm wood are thrown downwards.

Bumblebee?Link was stunned and thought, no, it was a spider-eater, the creature Link recognized from Nyata's introduction a long time ago.

The spider-eater is a magical creature of the desert, similar in appearance and appearance to wasps, and likes to lay larvae in the body of the desert spider, and the larvae will eat the spider empty from the inside of the spider, hence the name.

Link and Niata dodged the short spear of the spider-eater knight with the crowd, the knight was obviously professionally trained, and the budget was very accurate, and the spear throwing on the high-speed flying spider-eater was still full of accuracy, and the screams of the clansmen were heard from time to time, and the warriors from time to time took bows and arrows to shoot at the spider-eater, but the spider-eater often changed its orbit rapidly in the air, so that the warriors' hit rate was not high.

A heavy arrow accurately hit the compound eye of a spider-eater, the yellow vitreous body sprayed out, Zacia showed the strength of the chief with a precise archery, the spider-eater struggled violently in the air, the knight on his back obviously couldn't control it, the two warriors saw the opportunity, and finished the knight with two heavy arrows, and the blind one-eyed spider-eater flew in the air with the body of his master.

Link cautiously looked around, and found no other enemies, the so-called Santarin would attack only a few spider-eater knights? In a short time, another unlucky knight was shot down by a spear thrown by a warrior, and a knight was successfully plotted by the tripwire of two warriors when he was flying at a low altitude, and even the man and his mount fell to the ground, and several shepherd slaves hurriedly went over and stabbed him with a short spear, causing bursts of blood.

The rest of the knights maneuvered their mounts to raise their heights, circling cautiously in the air, and the warriors of the tribe shouted provocatively on the ground, cursing from time to time.

Niata quietly put down the spellcasting materials in her hand and shook her head at Link, who looked around, searching for the figure of the old priest, and suddenly, Link heard a low conch horn.

The Wild Bull Desert was formed due to the magic war between Felin Demon Kui and the Nethril Empire, and it was not the vicissitudes of the sea that changed from the ocean to the desert, so it was impossible to excavate the conch in the Wild Bull Desert, and the only one who could use the Conch was the foreign Santarin Society.

The enemy was unprecedentedly strong, and the warriors alone were not enough, the freedmen and the herdsmen had to go into battle, and the warriors were frantically handing out the stored weapons to the herdsmen, and the freedmen took up their weapons one after another, and those who had armor put on their armor, and even the women took up their surplus weapons and stood behind the men. The one-eyed old Qiao roared that he was forming a team of clansmen, and the clansmen with different weapons were on guard, and more than 20 soldiers came to the clansmen in the queue to serve as officers and supervisors. Zasya lined up alone with the remaining thirty or so warriors.

The only barrier of the tribe was the low wooden fence and bushes planted around the oasis, more than eighty spearmen stood in two rows with spears, listening to the one-eyed old Joe come to the battle to teach how to assassinate the enemy more effectively, more than seventy scimitar warriors were divided into seven groups and lined up in small formations, fifty archers with compound short bows gathered on the side of the spearmen, sixty men with broken weapons stood in the rear, ready to sacrifice their lives to charge, and the remaining two hundred women and children of the tribe stood at the end with stones or sharpened branches.

Link was mixed in the scimitar warrior squad, a little nervous, a few freedmen around him were quite calm, quietly checking their weapons, most of these people armed with scimitars were composed of freemen, either they had not yet conducted the warrior trial, or the trial failed, but there are warrior relatives at home, and they can retain the identity of the freemen for the time being, so the combat quality and fighting will are not bad.

There was a constant commotion from the direction of the spearmen at the front, and the warriors who served as overseers were loudly suppressing, Link looked at the frightened spearmen, and pouted secretly, most of these spearmen were herdsmen, and their quality was poor, and they needed the supervision of the soldiers to ensure their combat effectiveness.

Link looked in the direction of Zaya, but found that the old priest who had been with Zacia had disappeared, and he didn't know where he went, leaving only two apprentices to accompany Zaya, Zacia also looked at Link at this time, and the two exchanged glances, Zacia nodded at Link, and then turned his attention to the enemy's side.

The formation of the archers was a little shaky, and more than two dozen desert cavalry cavalry ran in a circular formation on the periphery of the oasis, with a burst of high, strange cries coming out of their mouths, and from time to time some people rushed out of the queue and rushed towards the tribe, but they stopped when they had just reached the range of the archers, showing superb horsemanship.

"They're all captives, but they're equipped to catch up with the tribal warriors. Link muttered to himself as he looked at the provocative riders, and behind the running riders were more than sixty desert infantrymen, dressed in leather armor, armed with scimitars and wooden shields, quietly lining up for orders, with seven or eight riders behind them serving as overseers. More than fifty elite Santaringui infantry wearing chain mail were coming down from their camels, forming a formation extremely quickly, and it was quite easy to wear chain mail in the desert. Link noticed that the vassal infantry in front of him obviously did not have this treatment, and had obviously come from a distance on their own, sweating in leather armor.

Link looked around for a while, but found no other enemies, but there were a dozen or so more black spots in the sky, and they would make peace with the remaining spider-eating beast knights before, which was quite fearful.

At this time, there was a cheer from the front, it turned out that a famous vassal cavalry was too big, and came within the range of the bow and arrow, and Zacia saw the opportunity and shot an arrow through the throat, which greatly boosted the morale of the people. The vassal rider on the opposite side looked a little flustered.

Link clenched the scimitar in his hand, searched for the figure of the old priest again, but still couldn't find it, looked up at a dozen black spots in the sky, I don't know if there is a mage on it, Link hopes that the old priest will die in the chaos, and on the other hand, he is worried about what to do with the old priest's curse when he dies, which seems a little contradictory.

A muffled conch horn sounded, the vassal riders got out of the way, the vassal infantry wavered, quickly regained their composure, and began to charge with a scimitar wooden shield, and the black spots in the sky quickly magnified, and the battle began.