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It was a sunny day, and after being warmly received in the Terran Holy City, and having received many money and treasures as they wished, and of course, more promises of future rewards, the leaders of the White Horse tribe left the Holy City contentedly.

Their extravagant style of flaunting their wealth had not changed in the slightest, the pennants were fluttering and immense, and there were many more wagons and ox carts in the procession, with a large number of chests on them, and the decoration alone was so splendid that it was dizzying to see that there must have been a huge amount of money and treasures inside.

The team left the Holy City in such a majestic manner, and walked all the way to the territory by the river of the three gods in the west of their home with drums and drums.

When you look at it from the city wall, you can't help but feel that this team is not at all like the other Desert tribes, or most of the Desert tribes, no matter which way you look at it, they seem to be already part of the Terran race.

It's still the part that is particularly depraved, extravagant, and debauched.

Many of the soldiers on the high walls of the Holy City watched the team leave and walk away with complicated eyes, and then Gui Wei and Ji Hou appeared on the city wall, looking at the team in the distance, and after a while, a figure with some frivolous footsteps also appeared beside them.

Ji Hou glanced at Yin He and said, "Although there are no particularly serious internal injuries and wounds, but you just almost survived, and you also walked away after the ghost door was closed, don't you really want to rest more?"

Yin He leaned on the city wall, glanced at the team in the distance, and said in a low voice: "No need, I want to go over with the two adults and see for yourself." ”

Gui Weichi didn't speak, just smiled slightly.

Ji Hou looked at Yin He, and after a while, he suddenly smiled, patted his shoulder with his hand, and showed a hint of appreciation on his face, and then said lightly: "Okay! My generation of men, it should have this kind of hard spirit, very good! Come with us later." ”

Yin He showed a smile and said, "Yes." ”

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The team of the White Horse tribe walked proudly all the way, as if they were the lord of this wasteland.

Around the afternoon, they had moved away from the Holy City and approached the territory of their White Horse tribe.

As if to tell the people in the distance that their team had returned, the drum music in this team suddenly became louder, and one of the voices suddenly rose sharply and highly, like a whistle, and suddenly soared straight into the sky, echoing in this vast field.

It didn't take long for black dots to suddenly appear from the far wilderness, on both sides of the team.

A dull sound came from afar in the wind, and the ranks of the White Horse tribe were suddenly a little confused, and the drumming stopped all of a sudden, and the people looked around, with a look of panic on their faces.

The black dots in the distance quickly became more and more numerous, and soon, people saw that they were a large number of desolate knights riding on tall horses, and the number was even more incredible, nearly a thousand. This is a huge group that has never been seen in the wasteland before, and perhaps the thieves of the entire Great Wasteland are concentrated here.

The blades they wielded in their hands, shouted loudly, and their faces were full of frenzied killing, urging their horses to rush towards this luxurious procession.

Like a hungry wolf rushing at a sheep, like a tiger pounced on its prey.

"Bandits!"

In the ranks of the White Horse Tribe, I don't know who suddenly screamed loudly, the voice was full of fear, and after a while, only to hear the sound of "boom", all the desolate people of the White Horse tribe were in a mess, holding their heads and screaming desperately...... Some even got under the carriage, trembling and unable to help themselves.

In these people, there is no longer the bloody and wild breath of the desolate people, and only the empty shell eroded by wealth and extravagant and comfortable life remains.

Seeing all this from afar, the numerous desolate thieves laughed wildly and looked hideous.

And when the angry horse galloped closer, looking at the staggering golden treasure chests, all the desolate thieves' eyes were red, and greed burned like fire, burning in everyone's hearts.

"Wow, ......"

As if the blood was about to boil and burn, the raging desolate thieves roared and rushed into the ranks, and then slashed wildly.

For a while, the blood was like a spring, spraying into the air, and the people of the White Horse tribe were almost powerless to fight back.

Among them, there were more than a dozen of the thieves, but they did not chase and kill the fragile and pitiful subordinates, stared at the tall and luxurious cart in the group, laughed and urged the horses to run over. Needless to say, this is the throne of the leader of the White Horse tribe.

The desolate thief who was the leader cursed in his mouth, stretched out the blade in his hand, and cut down the luxurious bead curtain with a strong human style, only to hear the chaotic sound of Suosuo, the precious beads jumped everywhere, and the bead curtain was also cut down, revealing the true face inside.

Empty!

The faces of the surrounding thieves suddenly froze, and at the same time, in the midst of this chaos, suddenly, a majestic and melodious trumpet sound came from afar.

The sound of horses' hooves, like thunder, came from the sky, from afar, from the other side of the earth. A black line with a grand momentum, like a raging wave, rushed from afar, and before it came close, it already seemed to engulf everything.

"Four Elephant Army!"

"Terran cavalry!"

A terrible shout rang out instantly, and the desolate thieves were all dumbfounded, and the Terran army that suddenly appeared in front of them was extremely numerous and well-equipped, and it was the most elite and terrifying Four Elephant Army in the Terran Holy City army.

It was with this army that the Terrans crushed all the desolate tribes in the Great Wasteland, and defeated all the desolate tribes. There is no force left to stand up to this terrifying, well-armed army head-on, let alone these rabble of desolate bandits.

"Run......" A mournful cry rang out.

However, the mutation was reborn, right next to these desolate thieves, and in the middle of this team, those golden boxes suddenly opened at the same time, and countless armored and heavily armed Terran soldiers jumped out of the boxes, and then roared and slashed at the stunned desolate thieves around them.

The blade slashed into the flesh, and the head flew into the air.

In an instant, I don't know how many unsuspecting bandits were hacked to death and fell to the ground, while the rest of the people were dragged to death by these powerful Terran soldiers, and there was no way to escape at all.

The cold wind howled, and it was deafening.

Blood was everywhere, and the smell of blood gradually flooded the wilderness.

In the distance, countless elite Terran cavalry swarmed in, like an even more crazy and terrible flood, completely engulfing these desolate thieves.

Under the sun, above the wasteland, a terrible and naked massacre unfolded in front of everyone, and the screams echoed across the field, making it seem as if it had become a real hell.

Behind the crowd, Yin He rode on a horse with some difficulty, looking at the grand and terrible massacre in front of him, the corners of his eyes twitched a few times, but he still watched silently.