The spike hits the Sand Beast and can only be inserted into the arrow, as the Sand Beast's skin is so hard that these makeshift archers are too bad to kill them unless they hit a vital point such as an eye. However, in the loud sound of "boom", those sand beasts that were originally only slightly injured were blown to pieces, because each arrow contained the magic energy of gunpowder and crystal nuclei, and the power of detonation was not light.

The strength of the collective is great, although the combat effectiveness of ordinary clansmen is not as good as that of warriors, but they unite as one, but they play a huge role, these Rakshasa clans, who can only do some chores on weekdays, work together at this time to snipe most of the sand monsters. However, there were still some fish that slipped through the net and rushed in through the stones and arrows, and by this time the warrior guards had met them, and the pressure was greatly reduced.

The fierce battle continued, although the Rakshasa clan cooperated tacitly, all of them braved, but there were too many sand monsters, and I don't know how many waves of attacks were ushered in, and the hands of those who moved stones were already sore, but they still gritted their teeth and placed large stones on the trebuchet, and those archers who shot were also tirelessly aiming at their arrows again and again, raising their attention to the limit, and following the orders of the calendar, they sent out arrows one by one.

The warrior guards of the Rakshasa clan fought bloodily, even if they were torn apart by the sand beasts, even if they were covered in bruises, they were unwilling to retreat from the battlefield until they completely lost their ability to fight, and some were forcibly ordered to leave by the captain of the guard.

For the sake of Loulan City, for the sake of their relatives, this united race can give everything of its own.

This war was extremely hard, and some of the frail clansmen in the garrison were so tired that they fainted, but no one could carry them down to rest, because no one could leave their posts, and every ounce of strength could change the tide of the war.

After lasting for more than five hours, the last attacking sand monster was finally destroyed.

Fa Li is so tired that he is almost unsteady on his feet, as the captain of the guard, he is one of the strongest people in the Rakshasa clan, but he takes the lead and gives orders, whether it is mental power or fighting spirit, the consumption is extremely great. However, Fa Li stuck his great sword in the ground and held on to prevent himself from falling, knowing that he was the spiritual pillar of the clan, and he had to make sure that he was completely free of the sand monsters before he could rest, so as not to demoralize the people.

After a while, there was still no trace of the sand monster, and at this time, Sha Li also breathed a sigh of relief, and raised his big sword high: "We won!"

"We won, hold Loulan City!"

All the Rakshasas cheered almost at the same time, this was the first time in hundreds of years that they were facing such a big crisis, and the highest alarm was sounded, and the whole clan testified that they were all lucky for the rest of their lives.

Although the Rakshasa clan also had certain losses, several clansmen were killed and some were wounded, but in any war, it is difficult to avoid casualties, and it is already very good to pay such a slight price in a crisis of the highest alert level.

Just when the Rakshasa clan was overjoyed, the Dharma calendar seemed to notice it and looked into the distance. Then, his eyes were full of consternation, his hands trembled, and the great sword in his hand fell weakly, as if he had lost all his strength.

"Captain, what's wrong with you?" a guard hurriedly asked, he had been under the Fali for twenty years, and he had never seen a captain who had always been calm so out of his temper.

Moreover, he soon discovered that the other captains, all of whom had the same looks, even worse than the Fa calendar, looked like ashes.

Everyone gradually sensed that something was wrong, and the cheers gradually subsided.

The captains of the guards were the strongest and had the farthest sight, and the other warriors were inferior, but after a while, they finally understood why the Fali people were so out of shape.

Yellow waves, more than ten meters high, surged in the direction of Loulan City, and their momentum was like a tsunami blowing in the desert. In fact, this phenomenon is called a tsunami!

In the Great Desert, the sandstorm is very terrible, and it is the most terrible sandnamis.

"Buzzing ......" is accompanied by the movement of the sand waves, and there are strange sounds, if you have good eyesight, you can see that in addition to the sand, there are countless small black spots in the sand waves, they have wings, like locusts, this is the sand locust.

The Sand Locust is the weakest sand monster in the desert, and a sand locust, even an ordinary person, can easily kill. However, when thousands of sand locusts gather, they are capable of unleashing sandstorms that can cause extremely high-level sandstorms and bring unimaginable disasters.

The highest wave of the sand tsunami was more than 20 meters, and it was enough to completely bury a city on the ground in a few minutes! Moreover, trebuchets and crossbows were absolutely useless in the face of the sand tsunami.

Even the Rakshasa clan in their best state could not cope with such a high-intensity sand whistle, not to mention, they had just experienced a fierce battle and were already exhausted.

"Ding!"

The weapon in the hands of a Rakshasa warrior came out of his hand and fell to the ground, because this war was no longer able to resist and could not be resisted. The only thing he could do was pray.

As if infected, almost everyone threw away their weapons and began to pray.

"God bless Loulan, God bless the Rakshasa clan!"

Fati and Farah were also praying, but when they prayed, it was not the familiar God Blessed Rakshasa clan, and the twins had a heart and a soul, and they even remembered a person at the same time, the strange alien race who had helped them and let them escape from Fana's clutches.

Kind-hearted ghost, if you are still here, please save Loulan City and save us Rakshasa clan!

Originally, they didn't have much hope, because it had been two months since the Fana incident, and that alien race had probably left Loulan City a long time ago, so how could they hear their prayers.

However, the miracle happened in the next moment.

In front of Loulan City, the sand also wriggled up, quickly forming waves of sand, but it was surging in the opposite direction.

The two waves of tsunamis soon overturned each other, both trying to annex each other.

All the Rakshasas watched this scene in amazement, and realized that the sand roar in the opposite direction was helping them.

"Win, must win!"

One after another sand waves collided, and the sand even splashed to Loulan City, which was nearly a thousand meters away, and the sand was already piled up in the center of the two sand tsunamis, but the sand trumpets that poured out from Loulan City were gradually weakening, and the sand waves were getting lower and lower, and they were about to disappear, while the sand locusts on the other side were regaining their strength in the buzzing sound, and they were about to make a comeback.

At this time, another wave of new waves was born from the direction of Loulan City, and this time the waves were not gray-yellow, but blue, this is real water, real tsunami!

The desert is very dry, but an unknown force has caused this tsunami!

The tsunami submerged the swarm of sand locusts at once, and the wet sand was difficult to launch a sandstorm, and after the tsunami, the cold was pressing, and the waves froze, and a Xiaoice plain appeared on the desert, which was extremely strange.

"Crackle!"

After all the sand locusts were frozen, all this was ended by several huge thunderbolts falling from the sky, turning all the sand locusts into dust, because this sand monster is hardy, and if it is frozen alone, it cannot kill them.

These thunderbolts also triggered the memories of the Rakshasa people who had just faded and not long ago.

"It's him, that alien!"

"He's still in Loulan City, I thought he's gone!"

"It's so strong, I didn't expect him to be able to control the power of sand and water!"

“......”

Fati and Farah lost their voices almost at the same time: "Good-hearted ghosts!"

There was such a big movement in Loulan City, it was naturally impossible for Luo Feng not to know. After the incident of Feng Wu, Luo Feng was reluctant to have too much interaction with other people, so he tried to avoid contact with the Rakshasa clan, so when the war happened, he just hid and observed in secret, if the Rakshasa clan could solve this war, he would not appear again. However, in the end, there was an accident, the attack of the sand locusts made Loulan City almost destroyed, Luo Feng had no choice but to take action, because of this disaster of the Rakshasa clan, he should actually bear a certain responsibility, and the number of sand monsters attacking Loulan City has increased recently, probably because he absorbed part of the energy in the ten-yuan spiritual vein, which weakened the power to deter the sand monsters, and indirectly brought trouble to Loulan City.

Of course, the Rakshasa people don't know so much, all they see is that Luo Feng saved the desperate Loulan City with his own strength, and at the fastest speed, Luo Feng has become a hero in their minds.

"Thank you, friend!" Fa Li saluted, if the first time he saw Luo Feng, he was only shocked by his amazing power, then now he was respectful from the heart, and glad that he had not left Loulan, otherwise, the Rakshasa clan would have become history.

Luo Feng nodded, which was a response.

Farah was more bold, and ran over from nowhere, until Luo Feng was not far away, then he stopped, and said excitedly: "Kind-hearted Mr. Ghost, your kindness, Fati and I will never forget, and now that you have saved the Rakshasa clan, can we know your name?"

Good-hearted Mr. Ghost?

Fa Li frowned, this is not an interesting nickname, although the alien race in front of him is young, but he is already very strong, looking at his unsmiling appearance, obviously does not like to joke, and has been reluctant to show his face, it can be seen that he does not want to reveal his identity, now Farah rashly asked, but it is very abrupt, don't make him unhappy.

Betty was more sensible, and hurriedly spoke out to stop her: "Farah, don't be rude, hurry up and apologize to others!"

Farah pursed her lips and said puzzledly: "Just ask for a name, let's remember his life-saving grace to the Rakshasa clan, what's not to do?"

Fa Li secretly called himself bad, and his heart Farah was really open-mouthed, and he was about to apologize on her behalf, but then Luo Feng spoke: "Luo Feng, you can call me Luo Feng!"

Fa Li was a little dizzy, originally he thought that this alien was a cold person, but he didn't expect that he really said his name.