Chapter 374: Shakar Raiders: Unexpected Victory

It's Shakar!

Taliyah's eyes darkened, and she accurately identified the attackers across the rolling yellow sand.

In the wilderness desert, dozens of looters in gray robes suddenly appeared like jackals.

They wore turbans to block the sun and sand, revealing sharp and crazy eyes, and were equipped with reinforced bone plates, which were hard and cold.

Each looter held a sharp long-handled weapon in his hand, and when he swung it, it would cut through the scorching air.

Suddenly!

Wild shouts rang out, full of expectations and greed for prey.

This group of looters rushed over at a terrifying speed, and the yellow sand under their feet was lifted up, turning into huge sand waves, like surging waves, boosting their momentum.

They were the notorious Shakar on the Shurima continent, known for their agility and murderous nature.

No one knew where their nest was.

However, this nomadic bandit group left many terrifying rumors in Shurima, shocking countless weak tribes in the desert.

Taliyah remembered when she left Shurima and sailed to the capital of Noxus.

The Shakar had already ravaged the Great Sai Desert.

Unexpectedly, they survived the siege of the Noxus Empire War Group.

The front of the caravan.

Shamara and the Chamber of Commerce guards sat on the back of the Doman beast, and saw the sand waves in front of them, and their faces froze.

She was a native of Shurima, born in a rocky hilly area. She had paid a lot of sweat and effort to have her current status.

Seeing the rolling Shakar raiders, she pursed her lips, and a piercing chill burst out of her pupils like black marble.

"Prepare for battle!"

This caravan trip seemed to be arranged by Lord Jarl himself, doing the business of Nerimaj silk.

In fact, it was a trade trip to cooperate with the distinguished guests hidden in the caravan.

Before leaving Beljuen, Xiamara told herself that she would never allow any accidents to happen in this caravan trade.

Because this would not only affect whether she could leave a good impression in the heart of Lord Jarl.

At the same time, it was also related to her possibility of promotion in the future.

As Xiamara's order was issued, the guards of the caravan acted quickly, took off the Hextech standard spears on their backs, and quickly completed the formation.

The slaves following the caravan were also wearing chain mail, holding shields, and scattered around the caravan.

In the desolate desert, a tense and cold atmosphere filled the air.

Xiamara jumped off the back of the Doman giant beast and took out the scimitar at her waist. A touch of brown light covered the blade.

She looked at the approaching Shakar raiders, and calmness and cruelty became her most solid weapons at the moment.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Yellow sand filled the sky, and the shouts of the looters were mixed in the whistling wind.

Their gray robes danced in the wind and sand, seeming to blend in with the yellow sand around them, making it difficult to distinguish.

The heavy scarves covered most of their faces, and their spear-like weapons flashed cold light in the scorching sun, as if foreshadowing the upcoming bloody slaughter.

As the distance narrowed, the temperature of the air became a little hot.

Xiamara was unmoved, staring closely at the group of Shakar looters, waiting for the best time to attack.

The reason why she dared to face these Shakar looters head-on was not only because of her confidence in her own strength.

She also had full confidence in the weapons of the caravan guards.

Because the Hextech standard spears held by the guards were improved products.

Originally, they were intended for the manor guards, but Jarl approved them for the caravan guards for this caravan trip.

When the wind and sand hit his face, when the Shakar raiders rushed forward, when a pair of bloodthirsty eyes came over.

Xiamara raised his left hand high and brought it down fiercely, with a roar resounding through the desert

"Everyone. Free shooting!"

The back of the Duoman monster behind the caravan.

Taliya looked at the yellow sand storm dancing in the sky, and after thinking for a while, he prepared to get up to help.

"Don't worry, Taliya!"

Huo Jixing spoke softly to stop Taliya's next move.

"Believe in the strength of the caravan."

He looked at the Shakar raiders in the distance, creating a yellow sand frenzy with their extraordinary skills.

Unexpectedly, there were no extraordinary people in this team that came from afar.

Taliya heard this, and a puzzled look appeared on her gentle face.

The Shakar raiders are not ordinary bandits, they are good at fighting in desert environments.

Even the Noxus Empire's war group could not destroy this group of crazy guys in the Great Sai Desert.

Ordinary caravans would definitely be killed and robbed if they encountered them, and they might even be eaten (in rare cases).

Huo Jixing smiled and said nothing, waiting for the battle ahead.

The strength of the Shakar raiders is indeed good, and their skills are very high.

Unfortunately, they are ordinary people after all.

Facing the queue composed of caravan guards and slaves, they are destined to suffer heavy losses.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

As soon as Xiamara finished speaking, bursts of sharp and piercing air-breaking sounds cut through the yellow sand.

The caravan guards were well-trained, and the Hextech standard long spears in their hands aimed at the Shakar raiders rushing over in their field of vision, and they really pulled the trigger.

However, the team of thirty people showed an extremely terrible destructive power at this moment.

The energy beam shot out by the Hextech standard spear penetrated the yellow sand storm and directly hit the body of the Shakir Marauder.

As the shrill screams rang out, the Shahar looters who rushed to the front fell one after another.

The gray robe he was wearing was shattered, and the reinforced bone guard rolled down into the desert with a bloody calf.

It's just a face-to-face meeting.

The Sharkar looters, who were originally unscrupulous and shouting wildly, suffered heavy losses in an instant.

But they couldn't retreat. The impact had already begun, so they could only pounce on the caravan guards arrayed in formation.

Smelling the bloody and anxious smell filling the air, the Shahar Marauders accelerated again.

At the same time, they made swaying movements to deceive the caravan guards from shooting.

The second round of shooting begins.

The caravan guards raised the corners of their mouths and looked at the writhing Shakar raiders with funny expressions.

The Hextech standard spears in their hands are no ordinary crossbows.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The desert sands mask the bloodshed of battle.

The Shahar looters were struck by terror again. Their fragile bodies were stained with sticky blood and they fell down on the hot yellow sand.

However, after all, they were a bandit group wreaking havoc in the desert. They were not afraid of death and continued to rush towards the caravan.

However, under the killing force of the Hextech standard spear, the team that once had dozens of people rushed to the front of the array, and only a dozen people remained.

Waiting for them are the caravan slaves who are waiting for safety and have tight barriers.

Armed with shields and swords, they withstood the onslaught of Shakhar's marauders.

Sonorous! Sonorous! Sonorous!

The sharp spear thrust out and landed on the shield made of fine steel, making a crisp metal impact sound.

The slaves had no way to retreat. They used their lives to build a wall of flesh and blood to resist the brutal attack of the Shakar raiders.

Behind the battlefield, the caravan guards remained calm and relied on their precise shooting skills to harvest the remaining power of the Shakar raiders.

The battle lasted for a long time.

Until the last of the Shakir raiders fell at Shyamala's feet.

She finally breathed a sigh of relief and put down the scimitar in her hand.

This massacre-like battle ended with the victory of the Myrdalda caravan.

The strong smell of blood in the air drifted into the distance with the wind and sand.

"Clean the battlefield!"

Xhamala looked at the corpses and blood on the ground, grinned and said with a smile.

Most of the corpses were those of the Shahar raiders, and some belonged to the caravan slaves who died in battle.

These slaves have already signed a permanent sale contract, and there is no need for subsequent compensation.

When the caravan guards heard Shyamala's voice, they happily cleaned up the battlefield, and from time to time they would deal the final blow to the Shakir raiders who were not yet dead.

When they were done with it, the surviving slaves swarmed up and snatched everything from the Shakar raiders.

According to the rules of the caravan, this is their victory reward.

As for the remaining corpses, they were handed over to the ruthless desert.

"What are those things?"

A look of surprise appeared on Taliyah's gentle face, and her eyes involuntarily fell on the Hextech standard spears carried by the caravan guards.

"Those are weapons made by Piltover's great epoch-making invention, Hex Technology."

Huo Jixing still maintained a calm expression, not surprised by the victory in front of him.

The Shakar Raiders, these bandits active in the Dasai Desert, are just a group of ordinary people.

Although they are very skilled, their polearms are also very sharp.

But in front of the Hextech standard spear, it seemed so fragile and helpless.

The battle between the Shakir raiders and the caravan guards was like the terrifying suppression of hot weapons against cold weapons in the previous life.

It belongs to the crushing of primitive power by industrial power.

It is no exaggeration to say that Hextech weapons are more suppressive than thermal weapons.

"Hextech?"

Taliyah murmured to herself, looking at the bloody battlefield that had been cleaned up, and suppressing the doubts in her heart.

"The Shahar looters who attacked this time are a small bandit group. If there are extraordinary beings, we still need to remind them."

As Taliyah spoke, she suddenly didn't know what to say when she thought of the amazing power of the Hextech standard spear.

An ordinary transcendent would probably not be able to escape death when faced with the concentrated fire from Hextech's standard spear.

She lowered her head and thought, thinking of the Wandering Weaver tribe. If her own people had such weapons, they might be able to protect them from being engulfed by Shurima's sandstorms.

The crimson afterglow of dusk covered the blood-stained desert.

Xia Mara led the caravan guards and slaves to clean up the battlefield and set off again.

Before setting off, she looked vaguely at the Doman beast behind her, gathered her mood, and waved to move forward.

Time is like gravel, passing through the fingertips.

Three days later, after a long journey, the Myrdalda caravan finally broke free from the shackles of the desert and arrived at a small oasis.

Kenese!

When the edge of the oasis appeared in front of them like a hazy veil, the members of the caravan cheered.

This is a small city like a grocery market, located in the middle of an oasis, bustling with activity.

From a distance, you can see the crowded crowds shuttling in the city, and the felt tents are arranged like a long queue, forming a unique landscape.

Huo Jixing looked from a distance, and saw thousands of colorful clouds rising in the red-gold field of vision.

There are some powerful extraordinary beings among them.

Shamara did not arrange for the caravan to enter Keneser directly, but stationed at the edge of the city to prepare to trade some items.

After arranging the caravan, she came to the Duoman monster where Huo Jixing was.

"Mr. Charles, we will stay in Keneser for half a day."

"If you have nothing to do, you can stay here or go to Keneser."

"Okay, thank you for your information."

Huo Jixing smiled and nodded, indicating that he understood.

Shamara is worthy of being a native that Jarl values, and his style of doing things is cautious.

After getting rid of the Shakar raiders, the caravan traveled all the way without any accidents.

Taliyah on the side heard Shamara's words, hesitated for a while, and asked.

"Will you pass through Vikola in your later journey?"

Huo Jixing did not answer, looking at Shamara, waiting for her answer.

"Sorry, Taliyah, we are not going to Vikola, the next stop is Zurita." Shamara shook her head at Taliyah.

This was the route that Lord Jarl had set when he was in Beljuin, and she had no right to change it.

"Oh, in that case, we will have to part ways in Keneser."

Taliyah stood up, took her package, and jumped off the back of the giant beast.

"Thank you for your careful care during this period. If you need my help, you can go to the Wandering Weaver Tribe to find me."

She bowed slightly to express her inner gratitude.

"Taliyah, how long are you going to stay in Keneser?" Huo Jixing asked curiously.

Earlier, Taliyah said that she would return to the tribe and use her own power to protect the tribe.

However, with the passage of time, I don't know if the former Wandering Weaver Tribe is still in the place in my memory.

"I will leave Keneser after buying supplies." Taliyah raised her eyes, seeming to be a little confused.

"Then let's go together. The caravan will stay here for half a day. I'll go shopping with you."

"Okay!"

Taliyah's eyes narrowed into crescents, and a smile rose at the corners of her mouth.

During this period, she and Huo Jixing got along quite well, and talked about many interesting things in Valoran.

Of course, she didn't know Huo Jixing's true identity yet, otherwise she would never do so.

Xamara wanted to say something, but under Huo Jixing's eyes, she had to swallow the words in her mouth.

"It's only half a day, there shouldn't be any accidents."