A red sunset slowly sank into the endless sea of sand.

The clouds on the horizon are connected into a pale orange gauze tent, and the yellow sand that is not visible at a glance is integrated, and the color in front of you is completely from light yellow to orange yellow.

The sky gradually darkened, and the night came, and the warm sand quickly turned cold.

Surdak looked up at the night sky that was gradually lit up with stars, the gap at the edge of the desert was more than ten kilometers long, and it was almost impossible to monitor the entrance to this desert at night.

In desperation, Surdak opened the sacrificial altar again, and consumed three heads of three hellhounds to bless Samira with the blessing effect of 'Insight', and after the sacrificial altar could obtain a more powerful blessing effect, Surdak found that his stored sacrifices were obviously insufficient.

The team found the highest sand dunes nearby, and Samira stood on top of them.

She is like a cheetah that has been quiet, lurking there silently.

……

The caravan had been passing through the crimson rock walls filled with gravel, the thick fleshy claws of the humps walking very slowly through the rubble, and some strong men with dark red turbans on their heads led the camels, their faces also showing exhaustion.

Each camel carried two large bags of heavy supplies on its back, and the men did not talk, but walked silently through the darkness.

A great shadow appeared in front of them, and the soft, slightly cool sand appeared in front of them, and at last they reached the edge of the desert, like fish swimming back into the sea, and the taut heartstrings of these strong men relaxed a little, and someone re-hung the scimitar straddling his waist to the hook next to the hump.

The strong man who walked in front tore off the veil covering his face, his eagle-sharp eyes looked behind him, and then he leaned his body to the ground and listened for a while, and when he stood up, the camel caravan behind him had followed.

The strong man untied two water bladders from the side of the hump and threw them to his subordinates, then pursed his lips that were somewhat dry, and said in a dry voice:

"All the team members rest in place for a while, and then walk back to the oasis in the desert before resting."

The strong men leading the camels immediately gathered around the two water bladders, shared the water in the water bladders, and then lay on the soft sand with a scimitar in their arms, squinting their eyes to relax quickly.

The strong man took a few steps up the dune, the soft sand flowing downward, sending him back with each step.

Behind him, an old man with gray hair walked up slowly, his eyes eroded by the years, making them cloudy and scorched.

He hunched over, stood beside the strong man, and said to him: "Ngawang, we shouldn't have killed so many villagers, and we have taken too much food this time, it is estimated that some people will not survive this winter, maybe next year this village will be abandoned, so we will not be able to continue to grab food here." ”

"Even if we can't grab food, it's next year, and if we don't grab it, we won't even survive this year......," Ngawang said coldly.

The strong man Ngawang sat down on the slope of the sand dunes, and the soft sand made him feel inexplicably at ease.

The old man also sat down with him, and said in a tone of nostalgia for the past: "In the past, when we went to the barren land, we didn't even need to cross the Gale Rift, and it was only half a day's journey from this side of the desert. At that time, there were many villages in the Great Rift Valley, and they cultivated oat fields next to the Rift Valley, and in the autumn, we would go and collect some of the oats. ”

The old man sighed, and then said, "In the earliest days, those who were willing to live in the barren land were poor exiles, and later some wanderers and criminals came here, and they settled here, and after more than ten generations of hard work, some villages were slowly formed. ”

"It is separated from the province of Barbertilla by a sea of sand for nearly 1,000 kilometers, and the closer you get to this side, the more inhospitable the sand becomes, and even those of us who are familiar with the desert come here to rob villages if we don't know about those hidden oases." The old man continued: "Later, several other bandit groups in the desert saw that we were always able to survive the harsh winter, and the secrets of the barren land slowly leaked out, and those people did more ruthlessly than us, and they killed even more, and slowly there were basically no villages left in the barren land, west of the Gale Rift. ”

A robber handed the water bladder to the old man, who took a sip of it and said:

"Now the villages hidden in the barren land are very hidden, usually hidden in the mountain cols, and they are far away from the desert, sometimes there is no gain, and there are many fewer bandit groups willing to come here."

Ngawang spat out a mouthful of blood-stained foam, and said to the old man: "If it weren't for Gage's old dog's spicy tactics to drive us all to the east of the desert, I would not have ventured into the barren land, I have heard that there is a new baronial lord here, and his methods are ruthless, and there are still hundreds of robber corpses hanging on the top of the Paglos Pass." ”

The old man sighed again.

Ngawang then cheered up and said: "But this time we have a good harvest, with these grains, plus what we have accumulated before, it should be enough to survive this winter, and when the spring of next year begins, I will try to see if I can pass through the big meadow in the northwest, I heard that there are many wandering herdsmen who raise horses there, and there are herds of wild horses and yellow sheep, it is easier to live." ”

The old man shook his head again and said, "The nomadic herdsmen have a lot of livestock in their hands, but those Duerwa herdsmen are good at riding and archery, and they all ride Qinglin horse blood, and they are stared at on the big meadow, and our camel team can't get rid of them......"

Before the old man could finish speaking, a scream came from the silent night.

"Ahh

The strong man Ngawang suddenly stood up from the sand and asked loudly in the direction where the screams were coming from, "What's the matter?" ”

One of his subordinates ran in the darkness, ran to the leader in a panic, and said with a face full of horror: "Leader Ngawang, Ganda has been shot dead!" ”

Ngawang's eyes widened, and he walked into the darkness, asking as he went, "Where is the enemy?" ”

The robbers around him held their weapons in their hands and looked around.

The panicked subordinate pointed to the top of the hill and said hesitantly, "It seems to be over there, chief, it's too dark to see where the arrow came from, it seems to be over there......"

At this time, Ngawang had already found the subordinate who had been shot through the throat on the sand dozens of meters away, and his eyes were as sharp as knives looking at the top of the dune, and he shouted in a deep voice:

"Follow me!"

A group of men gathered around Ngawang, dressed in leather armor and holding scimitars, and rushed up the sand dunes quickly.

In the darkness of the night, the feathered arrows that had been flying silently pierced the forehead of a sand thief, who was immediately carried back by the tremendous force and rolled down to the sand dune, without even having a chance to scream.

Immediately afterward, one of the sand thieves behind him was shot through the shoulder with a single feathered arrow.

"Marksman! Shield ......" Ngawang gritted his teeth and roared, not losing any manpower along the way, and was about to enter the desert, but was stopped by an unknown team with a marksman, he gritted his teeth and ran towards the top of the dune, and his men behind him hurriedly followed.

He couldn't remember which bandit group had such a strong archer, in the dark, Ngawang only felt that his body was locked in the distance, it was a mysterious and mysterious combat intuition, this intuition didn't know how many times he had saved him on the battlefield, he faced the darkness at this moment and this feeling rose again, Ngawang did not hesitate, the whole person was like a swimming fish jumping into the water, his waist turned suddenly, and the whole person suddenly turned around and moved five positions to the right front......

Seeing a black arrow fly silently from his original position, another arrow flew against his cheek, sharply stabbing a blood groove on his face, Ngawang stopped halfway up the sand dune, shrinking his body into a ball, he had never been so close to death.

Standing on the top of the hill, Samira sighed softly, drew her bow and fired her arrows again, knocking down the two robbers who continued to charge upward.

The robbers were already on the verge of reaching the top of the dunes, and the robbers who rushed ahead had shields in their hands, but ten brothers lay down on the way to the charge.

Ngawang rushed to the top of the sand dune, and saw an ogre more than three meters tall wearing black simple shoulder pads waiting there with a bone-crushing stick in his hand, a chill rose from the soles of his feet, and he suddenly remembered the rumor between the robbers before, I heard that the new noble lord of the barren land has an ogre among them, and there is also an elven archer, but he didn't expect that archer to be the blood of the 'Night Elves', with the ability to see at night......

Ngawang regretted his recklessness a little, his body was like a vigorous sand wolf, stepping on the soft fine sand and rushing towards the ogre's right waist, the scimitar in his hand wanted to cut a wound along the ogre's forehead and left ribs, the robbers around him and Ngawang cooperated very tacitly, and pounced directly on the ogre's right ribs, the ogre ignored Ngawang and the robbers, the bone-shattering stick in his hand was rounded, and swept out sideways to the robbers who rushed up in front.

Ngawang took the opportunity to lower his body, almost pressing his body against the sand, but he avoided the sweep, and then the scimitar in his hand drew a strange arc......

At the moment when the blade was about to approach the ogre, a dwarf chain shield appeared in front of the blade, the scimitar slashed at the sharp jagged edge of the dwarf chain shield, splashing a trace of sparks, and a silver light shrouded the shield, Ngawang only felt a countershock force make his wrist rise sharply, and before he could counteract this momentum, a blood-red sword light flashed in front of him.

Ngawang didn't feel how sharp the blood-red crescent was, only that his gaze was uncontrollable, and the scenery around him suddenly spun violently.

The sharp pain in his neck reached his brain, and he seemed to fly, but it was so light, in the swirling night, he saw the body standing in the sand with a bloody neck, and he looked at the scene in horror, and then he realized that he had been beheaded by his opponent......

Ngawang's head rolled down on the sand dunes, and the headless corpse fell to the sand with a 'pop'.

"Drink!"

The ogre let out a loud shout, and the bone-crushing stick in his hand slashed five rushing robbers at once, and almost all of the robbers hit by the bone-crusher stick were like wheat cut by a sickle in the fall...... They were broken one after another, and their bodies were swept into two parts.

"Who are you?" Someone in the bandit group yelled angrily, but no one answered.

"Everyone spread out and ran separately! ...... quickly," shouted one of the robbers in an accent different from that of the Badlands.

The robbers running behind didn't even see what was happening in front of them, someone shouted this voice, and dozens of robbers seemed to immediately scatter and flee, no longer looking at the battlefield behind them.

They are very experienced when it comes to escaping, and almost all of them do so when they rush down the dunes, they wrap their bodies in a ball and roll down the dunes.

Andrew under the dunes had already killed several robbers guarding the camel caravan at this moment, he stood in front of the sand with a butcher's axe in his hand, stepped on the head of an old bandit with gray hair under his feet, spit out the grass roots in his mouth, and looked at the sand thieves who were rolling down quickly, his eyes were bloodshot.

……

The battle at night went far better than Surdak had imagined, and after Samira possessed the ability of 'insight', almost all the robbers who fled into the night were chased and killed by her.

Compared to the battlefield on the dunes, the battle under the dunes was too bloody, the indigenous warrior Andrew held an axe in both hands, like a wild boar rushing into a cabbage field, he didn't think about the integrity of the robber's corpse at all, the axe in his hand was wheeled up and split on the skull, and the skull was shattered instantly......

Surdak even thought about whether the heads of these bandits could be taken out and sacrificed, but he only thought that if he was really sacrificed, he estimated that he would soon be labeled as a 'heretic' and hunted down by those magicians of the Magic Guild Law Enforcement Group.

Before dawn, Surdak even had a chance to squint.

More than 40 camels have been roped together, and the supplies on each camel's back have been counted, most of them are carrying wheat grains and some messy mountain goods, as well as some tents to protect them from the cold.

Some of the supplies were even stained with dried blood, and Surdak packed the heads of all the robbers into boxes, which were handed over to the guard barracks, and some meritorious rewards were also obtained.

While helping the half-elf archer Samira to gather a caravan, the ogre spotted a camel with a broken leg, and by the morning the camel had become a veritable roasted camel.

The ogre hugged a huge hump and bit down, a mouthful full of grease.

When the sky was completely bright, the headless corpses that could not be taken away from the battlefield had been strung together with dozens of spears and stood on the top of the sand dunes.

On it is engraved with the words 'Barren Lands'.