Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Sand Bandit Camp

Everyone rushed in the dry and hot desert, and sometimes some small monsters would come out from under their feet, and then slip away.

Coriolana paused, looked at the map and directions, changed directions and continued on his way.

Their destination this time was the Adral Oasis.

Soon after. What appeared to them was a green grassy forest where some drought-tolerant plants could be seen growing lush and some distant buildings showing some of the tops. As they continued to move forward, in front of Lin Luowen and the others was a human gathering place, which was not large, and was crowded together with a large number of tents and low buildings. It is inhabited by people who have been accustomed to desert life for generations, who dress in a simpler style than the people of Memphis Capital, and whose complexions are darker.

Some children looked at them curiously, holding in their hands a bunch of freshly picked sea buckthorn and some dates. A boy shoved a red date palm into his mouth and looked slightly upward at the strangely dressed men with weapons on their backs.

In addition to these, they saw a rippling blue lake, and the water in the lake came from the confluence of the underground river and the soil underneath. The lake was very clean, and even had some holy meanings, Lin Luowen saw a middle-aged woman wearing red and white clothes and a light gauze hat, kneeling in front of the lake, praying. The branches and leaves of the red willow brushed beside her, and some aloe vera next to her exuded a faint fragrance.

Next to the lake was a barracks, not very large, where a battalion of Franco-Austrian soldiers was stationed, seven hundred and fifty people.

Coriolana walked ahead and they headed towards the barracks. Soon after, they saw a sturdy middle-aged man with a dark face at the door of the barracks, who was the battalion commander Okdaf, a sixth-level war division.

A smile appeared on Okduff's serious face, and he looked at the group of students at Guardian Sword University, and said, "Welcome, we have prepared the accommodation for you. ”

Coriolana smiled a little heartily and said, "Please also ask Camp Commander Okduff to take care of it." ”

Afterwards, the group entered the barracks. They each chose the apartment they lived in. After packing up, they left the barracks.

In the desert there are also bandits and robbers, and they are very free to come and go like the wind. These bandits have set up various organizations, large and small, and naturally they dare not and do not want to go to the oasis to rob. Since there were really few resources in the oasis that they could rob them, the mineral resources were guarded by a large number of soldiers sent by the army.

They specialize in looting small caravanserais, which are not as large and powerful as the camel caravans of the Duchy of Tuareg, and they are a piece of fat for the bandits.

There is one more goal. The hunters who hunt the monsters in the desert, small mercenary groups, small teams of barbarian wolf cavalry, and so on.

The fur of the monsters living in the desert is very valuable, their heat dissipation and breathability are very good, and they are loved and sought after by many people in the eastern cities of the Franco-Austrian Alliance, and the clothes made from this are also very expensive. As a result, hunters move in large numbers at night. In the desert at night, humans and monsters fight each other, both trying to devour each other and get what is on each other's bodies, bones, fur, and flesh.

Some small mercenary groups also work part-time as hunters, and they also target the bandits, because each bandit's head can be exchanged for a certain amount of gold or yuanshi.

"Boss, how does this place look so similar, haven't we walked through here?" Constantine was next to Lin Luowen, and he had lost his interest, but felt bored.

"Nope. The terrain here is really uncharacteristic, and at a glance, the desert sea is boundless. Lin Luowen stopped, collected a red herb and put it into a test tube, and then put it into the medicine bag.

Odette was next to him, she was similar to Lin Luowen, and she would also collect some herbs when she met them. However, the herbs in the desert are really scarce, and the low-level spirit grasses are very rare.

"Those sand bandits can really hide, the last stronghold is only an empty sand and gravel flat, and there is not even a trace of people." Anielle said.

"These sand bandits are said to be very cunning, and they tend to build many hiding places for themselves, and they will even build houses under the desert with some rocks. I just don't know if this kind of closed house will be destroyed by the flowing sand. Maias's voice was a little muffled.

A cold-looking man with a long sword on his back was chatting with Coriolana and the others, he was the one Lin Luowen and the others had seen in the carriage, his name was Gloucester.

"It turns out that the student wearing the bronze mask is this Lin Luowen, I heard the captain say that he killed a fifth-level wolf cavalry. Blok, what did you say, let me think. He looked at Blok, who was as tall as Maias.

Blok didn't speak, he tried to act like he didn't care.

"Oh, I remembered. These masked imps are nothing more than that, they like to show off their style, and when they face terrible enemies later, they will be much more restrained. Gloucester vividly mimicked the tone of Blok's voice.

"In this way, this operation will be easier, that Lin Luowen has the strength of a fifth-level battle master when he was at the fourth level, and he is really a monster. It's no wonder that the captain does the mission with them. The average-faced, medium-sized Wirobi said.

"Does this kid like this girl?" Windsor, who was quite seductive, licked her lips and glanced at the first-year students.

"Windsor, I think that very athletic Maias is more suitable for you beast with the skin of a beautiful woman." Gloucester said with a smile, his features were rather cold when he wasn't smiling, so there was a little incongruity between talking and laughing.

Soon after, they arrived at the stronghold marker on the map in the student badge. This time, they met the sand bandits.

On the opposite side there were twenty-three people, gathered together, and at their feet were some hides, and they were silently eating what was in their hands. In their hands were some white dough and some sun-dried monster jerky. When they saw the fifteen men in black uniforms, they quickly got up and took their weapons. The leader was a woman with reddish-brown hair, a rather menacing and ugly countenance, and a nose ring on her nose.

These sand bandits are on the verge of life and death all year round, they are accustomed to hunting coldly, and their fierce hearts and circumstances make them silent.

"Kill them all." With a wave of the long knife in the hand of the vicious and ugly leader of the sand bandits, they quickly rushed towards them, burning with all kinds of war qi on their bodies.

Coriolana and fifteen others also rushed forward.

The sounds of the battle were noisy but quiet, and the cries of humans, the whimpering of despair, and the clashing of war could be heard in the vast desert.

A quarter of an hour later, the scene left the corpses of all the sand bandits on the opposite side and a large amount of bloodstains, which were quickly consumed by the desert. The strength of these sand bandits is not weak, and they are not very strong. There were only four fifth-level battle divisions among them, thirteen fourth-level battle divisions, and the remaining six were third-level warriors. Their weapons were not very good, only the female leader at the head was holding a Xuan-level mid-level long knife, and the remaining fifth-level war masters were holding Xuan-level low-level weapons. As for armor and treasures, they are even rarer.

After everyone packed up their things, they left the place. They buried the weapons and equipment they had seized in one place, and then continued to another sand bandit stronghold.

There are also sixth-level battle divisions among the sand bandits, but these are not under their control, and naturally there will be stronger people to deal with them.

The time passed quickly, and it was already noon.

The people rested in one place for a while, and brought out the food and water that had been prepared. After eating, everyone chatted for a while, and then headed for a place more than two hundred kilometers away from here.

However, there is no need to worry too much about the danger of sandstorms, and the people in the Sahales Desert have summarized a set of ways to avoid sandstorms in advance after years of exploration and practice of desert temperament. Lin Luowen had already seen these useful methods on the way here, this is the outskirts of the Sahares Desert, large-scale sandstorms are relatively rare, and ordinary sandstorms do not pose much threat to their lives.

In less than half an hour, a small camp appeared in front of everyone. They hid in the distance, surveying the camp. The camp has become like a small human settlement. There were hundreds of human beings living in it, and forty-five of them were sand bandits, who, after years of looting and plundering, snatched some of the women and had children with them, and gradually developed into a small camp. However, their lives are precarious. Without adequate water, the bandits were doomed to have to run around and loot resources to provide for their women and children. And they need to constantly watch out for the soldiers to clean up, other sand bandit forces to covet, mercenaries to besiege, barbarian wolf cavalry (most of these barbarian wolf cavalry are outcasts, criminals or slaves of the Terence Khanate, they have fled to the desert, over time, maybe they will also raise offspring, these offspring will most likely become sand bandits) sudden attacks.

The bandits usually act at night, they are a pack of wolves in the desert, and one force of bandits may not rush to attack the other. However, as long as they saw people who were not bandits, whether they were the descendants of a nobleman or a high-ranking official, they dared to risk their lives to plunder and rob.

As a result, the formation of this small camp is strange and incomplete, perhaps this perennial killing force of sand bandits is nostalgic for the beauty of their youth, but they are unable to return to normal human society.