Finally, one day, through the gap in the window, everyone found that weathered rocks and gravel gradually appeared on the yellow grassland around them, and the originally stable caravan also became bumpy.

"What kind of place is this, it seems...... It's like we're out of the prairie......"

A burly captive leaned in front of the car window, looking at the apparently different landscape and exclaimed.

Alex got up and watched for a moment, and said lightly, "We should have reached the edge of the sunset desert." ”

The team continued to move forward, and everyone's anxious mood became even more annoyed after listening to Alex's words, because everyone knew that they would definitely not be sent to the border to exchange ransom, so now there is only one possibility, that is, they were sent to the gold mines in the orc territory as miner slaves, and the route along the way also confirmed everyone's guesses, and the legendary gold mine of the orc clan is located in the depths of the sunset desert, in a wasteland controlled by the war lizards.

But to everyone's surprise, the huge team has not stopped to the west, for nearly three months without stopping, through the car window, see the wasteland covered with rocks and gravel gradually appear some strange plants with green buds, tenaciously growing from the cracks in the stones, and there is no shadow of the so-called mine, except for a few large war lizard tribes for half a day to make some supplies, the team is almost always in a state of marching, finally, when the outline of the continuous sand dunes appears in the distance, everyone understands that the original destination of this journey is not the supposedly frightening pit in the orc territory at all。

Legend has it that in the far west of the orc realm, on the edge of the Sunset Desert, there is a vast and endless desert, where there is an extreme aridity where few creatures can survive. It is also said that the temperature can be as high as boiling water during the day and as low as freezing at night. If you accidentally go deep into that desert, few creatures will be able to return alive, so whether it is human beings or other races, they are in awe of that terrifying place and name it the Death Desert.

No one can say exactly how large that desert of death and fear was, except that it stretched out to the north and south of the endless sea, completely encircling the western side of the orc territory. For a long time, there are also many adventurers trying to cross the desert, to explore what is on the other side of the desert, but for thousands of years, most of these teams have not returned, according to some adventurers who did not enter deeply, turned around and escaped by luck, there is a strange phenomenon in that dead desert, that is, after entering the desert, it is impossible to discern the direction, and there are often some inexplicable scenes in front of them, some survivors say that they have seen gorgeous and majestic ancient palaces in that desert, and some survivors say that they have seen countless creatures fighting each other on a blood-colored land on the horizon, and the tragic battlefield is full of all kinds of strange creatures that have never been heard。 There are various theories, but the common denominator is that no one has really reached the scene that is within sight, as if it is like a fantasy, obviously in front of you, but you can't get anywhere.

Although there have always been countless strange legends about the Death Desert, all races know that the western territory of the Orc Race has come to an abrupt end at the edge of the desert.

The huge caravan stopped at the edge of the desert, turned a corner, and continued south along the edge of the desert, and after a few more days of hard work, a city made of brown rocks appeared in front of the caravan on a flat wasteland where the wasteland and the desert meet.

It was a small, walled city, and compared to the humble orc camp of the past, this small city standing on the edge of the desert looked almost indistinguishable from the small cities that could be found everywhere in the human realm, the only difference was probably in the materials used to build the city.

The tall walls of yellow sandstone that can be found everywhere in the wasteland are effective in blocking the gale winds that carry countless grains of sand, and make the whole city look as if it has been carved into a huge sandstone. A round-arched doorway was built around the wall, and the surface of the gate, which was composed of thick wooden planks and thick iron nails, was mottled by the erosion of wind and sand and time, condensing the traces of a long and long time.

"What kind of place is this? How can there be a city here?"

Someone shouted, but no one could answer.

Alex frowned as he walked slowly along the open gate, staring at the shadowy figures on the city walls and the neatly arranged siege bows, the triparticity-shaped arrows filled with fine iron on the crossbow armbands reflected a faint cold light, facing the huge convoy that was entering the city. Ite's secretly looked at Alex's ever-changing expression, and then at the huge bow and crossbow on the city wall that had been glimpsed in the defense towers of the Boulder Fortress, and was silent.

After entering the gate, through the gap in the car window, you can clearly see that the wide road is lined with two-story houses of the same shape made of sandstone. On the brown earth, in the gray wind and sand, the buildings with cracks on the walls looked particularly desolate in the reflection of the setting sun.

When the procession reached the end of the long road, where there were almost no human figures, it turned into a large square, and the long procession began to assemble, and countless caravans almost filled the entire square.

The caravan crowded around obscured the view, and everyone sat silently around the carriage, waiting with anxiety in their hearts. The noise outside reached everyone's ears through the carriage, but no one had the heart to open the window to look out, and they all sat and waited for the unknown fate.

Ete sat silently beside Alex, from time to time secretly raised his eyes to look at Alex, who had been quietly sitting in the carriage frowning and closing his eyes and thinking, even Poole, who kept making noise and noise along the way, also sat quietly leaning on Ete, his panicked expression was undisguised on his dusty face, his hands were clenched together spasmodically, his eyes wandered away without focus, and the whole carriage was silent, intertwined with tension and uneasiness.

I don't know how long later, the sky darkened significantly, and suddenly the caravan drove slowly, and everyone's hearts seemed to be tightly pinched by an invisible big hand at the same time, and they looked up in horror and dazedness. Soon, the caravan slowly stopped again, the door that had been locked was suddenly opened, and then, a hoarse and indifferent voice clearly reached everyone's ears: "One after another, hurry down." ”

Several people near the door were abruptly pulled out by their outstretched arms, screaming in terror that caused the other human captives to retreat deeper into the carriage. Immediately, several lizardmen in leather armor and iron helmets, with dark yellow vertical pupils flashing with a cold light, leaned into the car, dragged out the human captives one by one, and locked their left hands in groups of five people, each with shackles attached to a solid iron chain, and then escorted them into the rows of stone houses at the edge of the square.

When the claws covered with fine scales and sharp nails grabbed the back of his neck, the inexplicable cold feeling was almost chilling to his heart, and Ite's body stiffened and allowed the fierce-looking lizardman to drag him out of the carriage, locking himself together with Poole, who was clutching his shirt and screaming, and under the unconscious blank look, he vaguely saw that in the night, countless figures were constantly being violently driven down from the neatly arranged caravans, locking their wrists, and under the escort of samurai in various armors, they entered the stone houses one after another, and the flickering torches distorted and deformed everyone's shadows, screams, and noises mixed with the screams of the guards, filling the ears. The dim night, the gathered crowd, the whistling cold wind, mixed together, constantly impacted everyone's senses, stayed in the closed and narrow prison car, and suddenly walked out, Ete suddenly felt a feeling of dizziness, so dazed and unconscious was escorted into the stone house next to him.

After a long time in the dimly lit corner, Ite seemed to regain consciousness. Looking up in amazement, he suddenly found that Poole's face full of anxiety was leaning tightly in front of him, and his small eyes containing teardrops were staring at him red, and he couldn't help but subconsciously push away this somewhat creepy face, raised his hands as a defensive gesture, and asked vigilantly: "What are you doing...... What are you doing, why are you staring at me like that......"

"Hmm...... Ate, you're finally well...... Whining...... I thought you were stupid, no matter how you asked, you ignored me......"

Poole cried with joy, hugged the dazed Ete, and said with a sob.

Iter struggled to get rid of the entanglement of his companions, and said a little inexplicably: "You are stupid, how do you speak, that ...... Poole, can you let go of me first, woo, don't wipe your snot on me......"

It was not easy to appease the overreacted companion, and Ite probably understood the reason for Poole's strange behavior, because his momentary sluggish reaction was mistaken for stupidity, and he looked at his companion who was still choking with tears and laughter, and Ite's heart couldn't help but feel warm.

It was a room, which looked quite spacious, with a door in the middle of the wall, a narrow passage connecting the door and a small back window, which also divided the room into two parts, and two sturdy and tight metal fences embedded in the two sides of the door and window, dividing the two standard cells. Twenty prisoners were held in each cell, and the small cells were packed to the brim, and the number was easy to calculate, for every group of five prisoners was chained with their left hands chained.

Seeing that the arm must have been shackled and chained with a mixture of different metals, Itet immediately gave up on the idea of testing its strength, for it was evident that the alloy was made of the same material as the iron railing in the caravan in which he had been riding.

"Captain, what the hell is going on, what do those guys want to do to us?"

Ite leaned into Alex's ear and asked in a low voice.

Because he stayed by Alex's side in the caravan all the time, after being dragged out of the car, Ate, Poole, and Alex were chained to the same chain, and the other two were subordinates of the Snow Deer Knight team led by Alex, Little Saphant and Goreth.