The setting sun was close to the horizon, rendering a large field of fiery red clouds on the horizon.

The wind is not too strong, but when it blows through the big sand dunes, it will raise some green smoke-like dust, the sand here is very fine and soft, the war horse stepped into it, the horse's legs will fall into less than half of it, every time the war horse takes a step forward, it is very hard to pull the horse's legs out of the fine sand, the leader of the rebel cavalry turned over and dismounted, the war horse does not need to bear weight, and it is easier to walk in the sand.

The target of the pursuit disappeared from view, and a haze appeared in the heart of the leader of the rebel cavalry.

Over the years, he has experienced at least nearly a thousand battles large and small, and many times he has survived difficulties with a cool head at critical moments, of course, some of them are considered lucky, in fact, luck is also part of strength.

His body was covered with all kinds of scars, each of which recorded a brilliant battle, and the most dangerous was the scar on his face, if the swordsman at that time stretched out the long sword in his hand by an extra inch, and took it, I am afraid that his own head would bloom, and the swordsman would be the ultimate victor.

And now he is completely leading the horse to stand on this sandy ground, in addition to strength, there is some luck.

The hard leather armor he wore was pressed from five layers of unicorn bison skin, and the orcs of the Pai Plateau had mastered this unique leather-making technique, and in order to buy this batch of hard leather armor, at least dozens of rebel soldiers died in the mountains at the eastern foot of the Pai Plateau.

His boots were filled with yellow sand, which he didn't want to pour out.

On this large sand dune, as soon as you step on it, your boots will be filled with yellow sand.

The war horses around him let out a neighing of resistance, and in this kind of sandy land where it is difficult to move an inch, this well-trained war horse instinctively repels it.

The rebel cavalry behind him silently followed him, it was a pair of young eyes, his body was very strong, and he was still able to stride forward in the sand with all kinds of supplies.

He had killed many people in his life, and the sharp tip of the spear in his hand was stained with faint blood.

He also killed some good people, but he never regretted what he had done.

But in order to survive, if you don't die, I will die, and of course I can't die!

They needed a local guide, and the barren land was too foreign to those of them to the north, and it was far less comfortable to search aimlessly in such a large area of land than to have one.

Recently, there have been many adventure groups and mercenary groups in the barren land, and in order to hide people's eyes, these rebel cavalry can only form small groups and scattered across the land like scattered sand.

The leader of the rebel cavalry didn't expect this knight to be so alert, originally they wanted to sneak around the stone gate and capture him in one fell swoop, but the volcanic ash on the ground almost completely covered the sound of horses' hooves, but the other party still found himself early, and chose to escape into this big sand dune around the stone gate at the first time.

The leader of the rebel cavalry looked at the yellow sand that was covered with shallow pits.

Originally, he thought that he could follow the footprints, but now it seemed impossible, and he wanted to climb to the top of the big sand dune, and stand on the high place to see further.

The leader of the rebel cavalry looked at the stone pillar tens of meters high a few hundred meters away, the stone pillar that had gone through countless years and wind and sand was covered with nicks, the top of the stone pillar was unusually flat, like a enoki mushroom standing alone on the sand table, the high stone pillar was empty, he was thinking that if he could climb up and take a stone pillar, the knight would immediately have nowhere to hide.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on his face, and he narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Boss, why is that guy gone? Did he hide from us? The young rebel behind him said to the leader of the rebel cavalry.

"How many times have you said it, call me captain!" The leader of the rebel cavalry corrected.

The young rebel was a very strong lad.

At the same time, he is also a mountain man whose identity is not recognized.

The reason is that his grandmother was a female orc, and she was rejected by human society before joining the rebels.

He's a new kid in the rebels, and he's good at anything.

Young and energetic, energetic, obedient and has a good talent for fighting.

But the only thing they don't have is faith in battle, they are a group of rebels with faith.

Their group of rebels was founded to overthrow the centuries-old dictatorship of the Ellie family in the Sloitt high-ranking officials.

They wanted the House of Representatives and Parliament in Sloit to have more power, so that the other lords of Sloit would have a voice.

However, this rebellion eventually messed up, and the North Wind Legion, which had always maintained a neutral attitude, became the biggest hole card of the Ellie family at the most critical time.

All along, the Ellie family has been in control of the North Wind Legion.

It's just that they're too well disguised, or they're really too low-key.

So much so that everyone thinks that the Legion of the North Wind is an independent force in the province of Sloit, and all the people of the North know that the duty of the Legion of the North Wind is entirely to defend against the barbarians on the northern ice and snow tundra, they guard the south bank of the Galloping Horse River, and the Grimm Empire has become a great wall of flesh and blood in the North, and is the backbone of all the Northerners.

Now their group of rebels has shown all the world the fact that the Legion of the North Wind has always belonged to the Ellie family, from the first Duke of the Ellie family, Xia Tun. Duke Ellie has always been like this from the beginning, and nothing has changed in the slightest, even if no one in the upper echelons of the Borean Legion is a member of the Ellie family.

This is probably one of the reasons why the Angel Bolder royal family of the Green Empire has never interfered in the affairs of the north.

For so many years, the Ellie family has never intermarried with members of the Angel Bolder royal family, but it is not for nothing that the young ladies of the Ellie family will be canonized as princesses by His Majesty of the Green Empire from the moment of their birth.

Now it seems that the Ellie family has absolute control over the province of Sloyt, but they have been running the northern border in a low-key manner.

Knowing how outrageous he was wrong, the leader of the rebel cavalry also understood his old father's advice to him, but unfortunately he couldn't listen to his young and vigorous at that time, and now he has become a rebel who everyone shouts at.

Walking under the big sand dunes, his heart was a little chaotic, and he didn't know why he remembered these messy things at this time.

Maybe it's because he's been away from the North for too long, and he's a little homesick.

The young rebel cavalry chattered as they vigilantly searched for any signs around them.

……

Andrew lurks in the sand and hears a conversation between the two rebels.

They led the horses and did not go fast.

Step by step, they spoke with an accent that resembled Captain Surdak in some places, as if it was the Chinese of the Emperor in some places......

Step by step, twenty steps...... Fifteen Steps...... Ten Steps...... Five-step ...... Three-step ......

Andrew emerged from the dusty sand like a sandman, the sand obscured the view of the two rebel cavalrymen, and an afterimage from the blade of an axe split through the sand and slashed down at the head of the rebel cavalry leader.

The leader of the rebel cavalry hastily raised his shield and assumed a defensive posture under his feet, but he did not retreat.

The spear in his hand was like a poisonous snake spitting letters, stealthily provoking the lower abdomen of the opponent, which was often the weakest point of the armor.

But before the spear in his hand could be pierced, Andrew's other axe had already been slashed at the tip of the spear, sparks burst out, and the rebel leader was shocked by this blow to the palm of his hand, almost at the same time, the axe on the top of his head was cut on the knight's shield, and the iron sheet on the shield was instantly cut open, and then cut through the hard leather under the iron sheet, and even the iron wood behind was smashed open.

The sharp axe blade slashed through the bracer on the arm, although the arm was not severed, but the fierce and incomparable force instantly made the arm of the rebel leader holding the shield unconscious,

He staggered back two steps, and Andrew let out a loud shout and rushed to take a step forward, slashing at the rebel leader with his axe.

The rebel leader cried bitterly.

Knowing that once he couldn't block the first blow of the opposite axe warrior, he would be in a situation where he would be completely passively beaten next, but he had tried his best, but he was still forced to take a step back.

It was impossible for Andrew to give the rebel leader a chance to breathe, the butcher in his hand could split the shield made of pure iron, and this light shield had no defense, and he slashed out three axes in a row, and smashed the knight's light shield on the rebel leader's arm, and the rebel leader's arm was also broken and hung down weakly.

With a spear in one hand, he rolled around in the sand, dodging Andrew's pursuit.

The young rebel cavalry, seeing that the captain was beaten by the opponent and was powerless, put his hand in his mouth and whistled very loudly, and grabbed his spear and slashed at Andrew.

Andrew's body is always able to avoid the vital points of his body at the most critical moment, and use the solid full-cover armor to block the sharp spears in the hands of the young rebels.

Andrew, on the other hand, chased the rebel leader into danger.

The more Andrew refused, the more anxious the young rebel cavalry became, and he even completely forgot the instructor's earnest admonition when he held the whip in his hand during training, and completely abandoned all defenses and launched an all-out attack on Andrew.

At the moment when the young rebel stuck the spear in his hand on Andrew's shoulder, Andrew turned around with a hideous face.

The young rebel did not want to lose the spear in his hand and was thrown out by Andrew.

Then the young rebel saw the captain's horrified gaze......

With this flick, Andrew's butcher's axe in his hand was already waiting in front of the young rebel, as if the young rebel himself pounced on Andrew's axe, and the heavy butcher's axe instantly cut a big hole in the young rebel's chest.

The young rebel looked down at his sunken chest, let out a howl of rage with blood on his face, and tried to hold Andrew's axe with both hands, but Andrew kicked him to the sand.

Behind the rebel leader, the phantom of the Earth Storm Bear appeared, and the spear in his hand stabbed at Andrew, making a snapping sound of air.

Andrew casually pulled out the spear on his shoulder, and a pair of huge eyes appeared behind Andrew, staring coldly at the rebel leader, and the two axes in his hands were overlapped, blocking the thunderous blow of the rebel leader.

At the same time, a scorching flame erupted from the twin axes, and the rebel leader instinctively ducked back, missing the perfect moment to withdraw his spear.

Andrew took the opportunity to twist the spear with a double axe.

The rebel leader, who had a broken arm, had no time to draw the long sword at his waist before he was beheaded by Andrew with an axe.

The blood of the two rebels stained the yellow sand under his feet, and Andrew wiped the blood from the blade of the rebel leader.

For the sake of prudence, Andrew pulled out a skinning knife and cut off the heads of the two, and then glanced at the two war horses standing not far away, and was just about to ride the war horses to search for the other four rebel knights in the big sand dune, when he saw a slender figure appear on the top of the sand dune.

She carried four heads in her hands and waved at Andrew.

Despite wearing a hood on his head, Andrew could imagine the victorious smile on his face...... How proud.

……

Andrew and Samira brought back six more horses.

For Surdak, this is not a good thing.

It seems that the rebels have not given up on the secrets of the Paglos Mountains, and the rebels that Karl has been searching for have infiltrated the Badlands, and these rebels have seriously affected the security of the Badlands.

The horses were tied to the outside of the police station, but the rebels did not attack the village of Wall again, and they even avoided all the villages.

The succubus Aphrodi glanced at Surdak and said, "Maybe they're looking for that place in the magic crystal image......

Surdak sat on the chair and looked at Andrew and Samira's dusty appearance, and could only harden his heart and say:

"Now the barren land and the Paglos Mountains are full of adventure groups and mercenary groups, it is not too easy to find out the rebels hidden in these adventure groups, only to inform the villages to pay attention to more precautions at ordinary times, try to avoid going out alone, and when encountering the rebel attack on the village, the first time to pass the news to the outside world, Andrew, you still have to go to the villages for a walk, and hand over these magic flares to the village heads, although it may not be useful."

As he spoke, he pulled out a pack of magic flares from his magic belt bag and placed it on the table.

Andrew was sitting drinking water when Surdak said this and nodded in agreement.

Samira's sharp eyes stared at Surdak and asked him, "Captain, do you want to gather the militia battalion?" ”

"What do you think those veterans can do?" Surdak asked, stunned.

Then why are you still forming such a useless militia battalion? Samira's big blue eyes winked at Surdak, and the words were clearly written in her eyes.

Surdak could only explain: "It may not be useful now, but it doesn't mean that it won't be useful in the future......"

"What can it be for? ......," the half-elf archer muttered quietly.

Fearing that he would anger Surdak, Samira said only one sentence and stopped talking.

Surdak ignored her either, and only said: "Now the support squadron has begun to conduct a large-scale investigation of the past adventure groups and mercenary groups in the Paglos Pass, basically blocking the rebels from returning to the city of Highlandza, but in this way, it is equivalent to forcibly leaving these rebels in the barren land, we have to find a way to clean them all up, otherwise the barren land will not be peaceful until winter......