Chapter 416 Black Wind Sand Pirates

Before dawn the next day, with some time left, Mr. Niu urged his mountain cannons to get up.

They tidied up their few salutes, and then rode in pairs to the next oasis against the starlight that still filled the sky.

At the same time, there were two caravans who had rested here yesterday, but their direction was to get out of the desert, which was completely different from Master Niu and others.

The desert natives of the Zhishan Tribe have long been accustomed to such behaviors as caravans. During the hottest months of the year, lying down at night and going out at night is the most suitable way to cross the desert. Doing it will make them feel wrong...

It's just that Master Niu's team ran all the way until eleven o'clock in the morning and stopped to camp. When they were planning to escape the hottest weather at noon, Zhang Tiehui, the scout leader, ran over and reported a somewhat unexpected news to Master Niu.

"Master Niu, someone has been following us secretly for more than half a day; do you want me to go up and catch him? I think which sand bandit has the courage to attack us?" Zhang Tiehammer pointed Master Niu asked.

After discovering that someone was following him, not only did this guy not feel nervous at all, but he couldn't express his excitement; Mr. Niu could see from this guy's eyes that he was eager to go up and have a fight.

It's a pity that Master Niu doesn't intend to do this now; he raised his binoculars and looked back, and he saw several men riding dromedaries and dressed as desert natives, following the team from a distance behind.

In the desert where there is basically no shelter, they are not worried about Master Niu and his group, and they can find a place to hide; so after seeing the tents erected here for shade, they are also like this, quite a bit Unscrupulous posture.

A trace of sneer rose from the corner of Master Niu's mouth, and he ordered to Zhang Tiehammer: "Tell everyone to ignore these people, no matter what kind of robbers they are, they will always show up in front of us with a large group of people, and then all of them will be killed." Just turn it over, so as to avoid such a little bit of trouble."

Speaking of this, Master Niu unconsciously carried a trace of murderous aura.

It seems that not only these people under his command felt very aggrieved when the Tuji Tribe passed by, but even Master Niu himself was quite depressed.

"Tch, I can't beat the local chicken tribe with tens of thousands of wolf cavalry at every turn, but you little thieves like fish, can I still not be able to do it?" Master Niu thought fiercely in his heart...

Facts have proved that Zhang Tiechui's guess is not wrong at all, these are definitely a team sent by a sand bandit to follow.

They followed behind the team for the next seven days, until Master Niu and others entered the next oasis, and they disappeared temporarily.

After entering the oasis, Mr. Niu and others naturally set up a stall to sell goods, advertise, supply fresh water, eat and drink a lot, and then rest in the oasis for a night of recuperation.

When they left the oasis, they just ran forward for dozens of miles, and the stalker behind them appeared again lingeringly.

This kind of life didn't change until Master Niu and others entered the desert for half a month.

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On this day, the team that had been running all day, at about eight o'clock in the evening, both the people and the beasts were a little tired, and the heat of the day also dissipated quickly. cold temperature.

Just when Master Niu was going to ask Zhang Gangdan to find a leeward sand dune and start camping, he led the team two miles away, and Zhang Tiehui, who was a scout, rushed back.

The guy's face was full of unstoppable excitement, and he kept yelling: "Master Niu, those sand robbers have finally come, and they are waiting for us on the sand dunes five miles away. There may be less than two thousand people!" people."

In the tone of this guy, it seems that what is waiting for them is not the discolored sand robbers who come and go from many caravans and small and medium-sized tribes in the Tageri Desert, but what is waiting for them is a big fat man with two thousand heads Sheep are average.

In this regard, Master Niu gave this guy a hard look, and cursed: "Why are you still sticking around! Brothers, follow me to copy the guy."

After finishing speaking, before he could give the weak chicken a kick in the lower abdomen, the weak chicken, who was also suffocating and panicking, had already jumped forward in a hurry, and the rest of the people also hurriedly chased after it.

After rushing to the bottom of the sand dunes two miles away from the sand bandit, Master Niu stopped with a group of mountain cannons.

It's not that he doesn't want to kill them in one go, it's just that everyone, including himself, can make do with riding a beast, but it's a bit difficult to fight on a beast with high difficulty.

So, these bumpkins stopped two miles away, and all turned off their mounts. Finally, after Master Niu howled at the top of his throat, the three hundred people rushed towards them Several times more Sand Pirates...

"Things that don't know how to live or die." The leader of the Sand Pirates laughed at the scene in front of him.

As the Black Wind Sand Bandit with a great reputation in the Tageri Desert, he has seen caravans begging for mercy, and also desperately resisting in grief and indignation, but he has never seen such a reckless counterattack. Pass.

TM, they are still charging on foot, isn't that contemptuous!

Then with his right hand swung down heavily, all the sand thieves beat the beast vigorously and rushed down the sand dune; The posture of the camel charging was very impressive for a while.

In addition, they kept waving the sharp bronze scimitars in their hands, and kept making fierce and strange screams from their mouths.

In the previous battles, the less courageous caravan guards dropped their weapons in fright before even engaging in battle, turned around and ran away, and after being chased by them, they easily hacked to death from behind.

The process of the battle, as expected by the leader of the Sand Pirates, can be said to be a one-sided battle of wanton massacre; unfortunately, the party who was wantonly massacred became them.

One second before the official battle between the two sides, those bald men who hadn't drawn totem patterns on their faces because they needed to hurry had almost blinded the poor leader's eyes when they fully activated their totem power.

In the dark night, the light flickering with the power of those totems was so dazzling; he glanced over, and found no fighters below level four at all.

"By heaven, the team composed of so many high-level totem fighters, isn't this bullying?" This was the only thought in the poor leader of the Black Wind Sand Bandit.

Then, he saw his subordinates with a strong charging momentum, like flowing water hitting a boulder, splashing in all directions in an instant.

Especially among them, the five leading bald men like black bears slapped the dromedary's head with their huge slaps without even using their weapons. These heavy camels carried their masters , was fanned to the ground neatly.

After falling to the ground, the dromedary was foaming at the mouth, and its limbs twitched unconsciously. It was obvious that after the blow just now, they were in a semi-disabled state.

As for the knights on them, after falling heavily to the ground, before they got up dizzy and dizzy, a huge sole had already stepped on them, directly stepping them into the soft sand.

In comparison, these people are considered lucky. Even if the huge soles of their feet directly took half of their lives out of stepping on them, at least they are still alive.

Even more ferocious were those bald heads wielding thick-backed machetes. After the sharp knife light cut down, the heads of the dromedaries were separated from the thick necks.

Then these ferocious bald-headed people raised their backhands again, and the Sand Bandits who were thrown out by the beast riders were still in the air, flying high like a tattered doll...

After almost a short time, the leader of the sand bandits saw that more than half of his subordinates were killed or injured by these bald men, and he knew that this time he had completely kicked the bronze plate.

After issuing a loud whistle to inform everyone to retreat, he turned around and started to flee desperately.

He has no idea about robbing this fat sheep caravan. What he is thinking about now is: how many of his subordinates can survive, their strength has been greatly reduced, and how will they face other sand bandits? threat of annexation.

But before he escaped far, a huge object with white feathers suddenly fell from the sky and hit him accurately.

Just before he was knocked unconscious by the heavy impact, he heard a few crackling sounds, which he could hear, it was the sound of the limbs of the dromedary being crushed.

After a mouthful of old blood spewed out of his mouth uncontrollably under the strong squeeze of his chest, this villain who could stop countless children from crying in the Tageri Desert just fainted with aggrieved over!