The first pass in the northwest - Jiayu Pass, Chu Xunyu and the three of them packed up in the past few days, and prepared the necessities for entering the desert, and under Chu Xunyu's suggestion, everyone abandoned the horses and replaced them with camels. Chu Xunyu told everyone that this animal, known as the "Ship of the Desert", is most suitable for walking in the desert, and its patience is comparable to that of a cultivator, and it can go without eating or drinking for several days, which makes Mu Yuan feel very surprised, it is hard to imagine that such an ordinary market species can do things that only cultivators can do.

The three of them rode camels, slowly and leisurely out of Jiayu Pass, looking at the soldiers guarding the city behind them getting farther and farther away, Chu Xunyu couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Speaking of which, this is the second time I have been out of Jiayu Pass, the last time I went out, it was still because of the war, I and Deputy General Liu led a light cavalry, all the way to chase and kill those remnants of the defeated generals, all the way to the middle of the desert, where there is really sand and gravel, and there is no grass." ”

"What happened later?" Mu Yuan asked curiously, riding on the camel beside him.

"Later?" Chu Xunyu was stunned for a moment, and then replied with a wry smile, "Naturally, they were all buried in the depths of the desert." ”

Chu Xunyu's thoughts returned to the scene here a few years ago, when the dust was flying, the horse's hooves were splashing, and the sound of killing was shaking the sky everywhere, Chu Xunyu was on horseback, with an iron spear in his right hand, which was made of pure steel by a technician in the army, nine hundred and eighty-one pounds, and a sword in his left hand that was a sword in the cultivation realm, which was a magic weapon given to him by his family when he went out to practice. The two were combined with each other, dancing in the air impenetrable, the white war horses under the crotch were dyed red, and a large number of remnants of the Yuan and Mongolian armies were killed by themselves, and they didn't know how long they had been killed.

In the end, there were less than 20 remnants of Yuanmeng's army, among which there were many wounded soldiers who were stained with blood and fell to the ground, surrounded by more than 60 cavalry cavalry of the Ming army, Chu Xunyu shouted loudly: "Surrender, you have no way to escape." ”

Who doesn't want to, those remnants of the Yuan and Mongolian armies were fearless, shouting Mongolian loudly, boosting each other's morale, and in an instant they regained their fighting spirit, and rushed to the surrounding Ming army again with a fearless attitude, Chu Xunyu in his unbelievable eyes, issued an order of "kill all, not a single one", and kill those remnants on the spot, no, it should be said to be a slaughter, because it was a completely overwhelming victory, and it was just a routine to kill them. The yellow sand under his feet was three inches below, all stained red with blood, although Chu Xunyu was shocked in his heart, he was even more puzzled, what made them so fearless of death, was it just because of their religious beliefs?

Then again, in Chu Xunyu's memories, the three of them walked for three days and three nights, and walked into the depths of the desert, in addition to the endless yellow sand, there were also those raging winds, blowing up fine sand, making people's faces feel painful, hot during the day, and severe cold at night, if it weren't for the fact that the cultivator's body was far better than ordinary people, he would really fall ill.

The cultivator not only has good physical strength, but also uses the skill of the sleeve, and there are many things to accommodate, Mu Yuan also bought a lot of food and water, of course, it is to borrow Chu Xunyu's money. Whenever it is night, the three of them will stop to rest, Mu Yuan will take out things and distribute them to everyone, and similarly, those camels will be fed to the full, somehow, those camels seem to like Mu Yuan very much, it seems to be a reward, whenever the night is cold, they will sit down next to Mu Yuan to rest, let Mu Yuan lean on their bodies, although the camel hair is a little itchy on the body, but more or warm.

On the night of the third day, I finally saw the crowd, in the depths of the desert, I saw the fire in the distance, Mu Yuan was very happy, and I was about to hurry over to say hello, but I didn't want to, the accident happened.

I saw a group of extremely fierce horse thieves rushing towards them with knives and sticks in the distance, and there were many people in foreign costumes around the firelight resisting, including the elderly, women and children.

The three of them were furious, seeing that the civilians were killed, they obviously couldn't sit idly by, and with one breath, the three of them appeared in the center of the incident at the same time, raising their eyes and looking around, shouting and killing around, chaotic, everywhere were thieves with scimitars riding black horses chasing and killing the people, among them, there were even one or two low-level cultivators in the foundation building period and the enlightenment period mixed in, Chu Xunyu was furious, and shouted: "Thief!

Mu Yuan grabbed it and said seriously: "Don't kill people, don't do it, in the end, these bad guys are still ordinary people." ”

Chu Xunyu came back to his senses and nodded: "Okay, I don't use the blade of the sword, just use the blade of the sword as a stick to beat them fat." ”

After the decision was made, the three of them acted separately and joined the battle, so that the situation quickly fell to one side, the three of them only fought for a few rounds, and there were many horse thieves whose skin was open, and they were frightened at the moment, and they were about to run away on horseback, Chu Xunyu let them go, but the two cultivators must stay, and do such a thing that aids and abuses, I am sorry for the way of heaven, and I am ashamed of the style of cultivators who have always been detached from the world and saving people's merits, how to say it, I have to teach a lesson.

Mu Yuan kicked over one of the boys, stepped on his back with his foot, and didn't let him move, Chu Xunyu grabbed the other collar and mentioned it in the air, the man was so frightened that his feet kicked wildly, and he begged for mercy: "This senior brother, senior, hero, let me go, don't dare anymore, they forced us to do it." ”

Chu Xunyu shook his head, and was about to ask, when suddenly there was a cry next to him, and when he turned his head, it turned out that the horse thief was gone, but those injured ordinary people were still bleeding on the ground, and some of them were already in a coma, and their relatives and friends were all crying next to them, and it was not sad to watch.

At the moment, it is still important to save people, Chu Xunyu lifted the other kid up, and collided them hard in the air, a brute force struck, and they fainted on the spot in pain, and then turned around and hurried over to treat those injured. The wounds caused by these ordinary swords and soldiers naturally did not stump Chu Xunyu, a child of a family from the Medicine King's Mansion, and quickly helped everyone stop the bleeding, treat the wounds, and stabilize the injuries.

At this moment, the leader of this tribe came, it was a burly old man, he touched his chest gratefully, bowed and said: "Thank you, three warriors from the Central Plains, thank you for your help, I am the leader here, my name is Lakshen!"