Chapter 124

Sigh, it's a pity that it was thought very beautifully. The sand people could gather about five thousand camel cavalry, the troop strength was about the same as the sand bandits, but it is not an easy task to gather a plate of loose sand, without strict training, and living scattered sand people together...

Nai Aili looked at the battlefield direction from afar, looking left and right with an anxious face, and finally roared angrily at Sha Fei Ya: "Fifteen minutes, where are my knights?!"

Sha Fei Ya was sprayed with dragon saliva all over her face, her eardrums were almost shattered, and she didn't dare to wipe it, only daring to shrink her neck and respond: "Soon, soon, everyone is rushing over. It's already very fast, boss. Last time I let them go to wipe out sand bandits, it took seven or eight hours to gather one thousand people."

"Seven or eight hours? Are they sloths? Seven or eight hours, sloths could have crawled there." Nai Aili was shocked to the point of forgetting to be angry.

"It won't be, it won't be. That time it wasn't urgent, this time it's you, boss, calling personally, half an hour will definitely be gathered." Sha Fei Ya said with certainty.

"Half an hour? Don't wait until they come, the battle is already over." Nai Aili said angrily.

If she had said half an hour directly, Nai Aili would definitely have exploded, but with the foreshadowing of seven or eight hours before, Nai Aili suddenly felt that half an hour didn't seem unacceptable. However, she was still very anxious, because if they came later, the enemy might be dead.

"Hey? Is it half an hour from the time I finished calling? Or half an hour from now?" Nai Aili suddenly thought of a question.

Sha Fei Ya pretended not to hear, while wiping the dragon saliva off her body, she moved outward.

It was impossible for Nai Aili not to be anxious. Ang's team was small in number, but they showed strong combat power, especially Ang's combat power, which was too weird.

Facing the thousands of sand bandits rushing over, Lord Lord Lord Nai Ge Li Si shouted loudly: "Don't be chaotic, don't be chaotic, keep the formation. Ang, let the heavy-armored shieldmen protect you, and then dig a trench in front, and build an earth wall on the side of the trench close to us."

With the experience of building houses before, Ang soon built a thirty-meter-long earth wall in front, and a trench of the same length fell outside the earth wall.

In this way, falling into the trench two meters, and then wanting to climb over the one-meter earth wall, this drop reached three meters, and it was still slanted, with nowhere to exert force.

This trench and wall took Ang more than ten minutes. After the casting was finished, the first batch of sand bandits had arrived at the nearest sand dune, surging toward Ang and the others like a tide from high above.

However, seeing the trench and earth wall, everyone couldn't help but slow down, bending their bows and setting arrows, shooting over.

The heavy-armored shieldmen tilted their shields slightly backward, and everyone lay behind the shields. A wave of arrow rain went 'ding ding dang dang,' all shooting on the shields.

This kind of heavy shield was almost a whole steel plate taller than a person, a finger thick, and even javelins couldn't pierce it.

The heavy-armored shieldmen carrying it didn't carry weapons, because they didn't have hands to use them. The armor on their bodies was also very thin. Attacks that the shield couldn't block couldn't be blocked by the armor on their bodies either.

Sure enough, some sand bandits drew javelins, accelerated on horseback, and exerted force by twisting their waists directly on the horse's back. The special javelins flew over spinning, and with a 'bang,' they were stuck on the heavy shield.

The shield was pierced with a small hole, but the javelin shattered into pieces.

Facing such iron cans, the sand bandits immediately gave up long-range attack means. Unless they could move siege crossbows and magic crystal cannons over, it would be very difficult to do anything to such heavy shields.

But if they had such sharp weapons, how could they be sand bandits?

Shouting, the sand bandits dismounted messily and rushed forward.

The earth wall and trench made the untrained horses feel fear, and it was easy to shrink back before the formation. It was better to just abandon the horses and fight on foot.

Ang poked his head out and started casting spells. The compressed explosive fireballs 'bia bia bia' shot out, pointing at the sand bandits who rushed the closest one by one.

This batch of sand bandits was far from the strength of those sand bandit vanguards. Basically, one or two fireballs could blow one over. Blowing over was one thing, but the impact force produced by the explosive fireballs would also shake them back, hitting the companions behind them.

Bang bang bang, bang bang bang, at a speed of three per second, they swept the sand bandits in front so they couldn't rush over at all.

One by one, sand bandits who were shaken dizzy, shaken to death, or burned into firemen and roasted into charcoal fell to the ground.

An old sand bandit in the back saw this and shouted loudly: "Dragon crossbow, dragon crossbow, move the Flying Wing Knights' dragon crossbows up, and scale-breaking arrows."

Three strong sand bandits lifted a dragon crossbow with a 'keng chi keng chi' sound, placed the crossbow on the ground, and started stringing it.

Ang saw that crossbow at a glance, immediately locked his eyes on it, and shot explosive fireballs continuously.

However, the location of the dragon crossbow was beyond the range of the fireball spell. Before flying to the crossbow arrow, it collapsed.

Bang! A sound of a bowstring, the scale-breaking arrow shot almost in a straight line onto the heavy shield, with a 'ding,' directly piercing the heavy shield, stabbing into the heavy-armored shieldman's body, and penetrating from the back.

"Good! Wind God bless, hit it." The old sand bandit clapped his hands excitedly, saying:

"The one hit should be a heavy-armored shieldman. Very expensive. It is said that the cultivation of a heavy-armored shieldman requires the same weight of silver coins. Besides practicing fighting spirit, they also need long-term weight-bearing, very consuming nutrition. Carrying that heavy shield of his to keep up with the infantry's marching speed is considered qualified. Shooting and killing a heavy-armored shieldman with one arrow, we made a big profit."

"Same weight of silver coins?" The three sand bandits in the desert looked at the gold with glowing eyes. If they had so much money, they would absolutely not be sand bandits, and would have gone home to farm long ago, bought a small manor, married a wife and had a pile of children. Such days are wonderful to think about.

Now, they shot and killed a heavy-armored shieldman worth a wife, children, and a small manor? It's simply too cool.

"Uh, look." One of the sand bandits suddenly had a ghostly expression, signaling everyone to look quickly.

Only to see a woman in a black gauze dress with a graceful figure running behind the heavy-armored shieldman who was hit by the arrow, stretching out two tender little hands, grasping the crossbow arrow that penetrated the body, and pulling it backward with force, actually pulling the crossbow arrow out very smoothly.

Don't underestimate the force of pulling this kind of arrow. The arrow inserted into the body will be clamped tightly by the instinctively contracting muscles. Under the action of air pressure, if the strength is a little small, it can't be pulled out. Many stabbing weapons have blood grooves on them, just to make them smoother when pulling.

This woman with a graceful figure actually pulled the arrow out easily, and her strength probably wasn't less than that of a strong man.

That's not all. After pulling the arrow, the woman also offered holy light, pressing it on the heavy-armored shieldman's wound.

People who saw that bit of holy light all couldn't help but gasp in unison, and some even stopped their footsteps directly.

Could those people opposite be from the Light Church? That's not easy to provoke.

There are those who hesitate, naturally there are those who don't hesitate, and even more resentful ones. One of the swordsmen picked up a one-handed shield and shouted loudly: "Light Church, I ￥#@$!!"

He raised his fighting spirit, rushed to the trench against Ang's fireballs, and leaped toward the earth wall with force.

But just as he leaped, his ankle was grabbed by a pale hand, dragging him into the trench. Those sand bandit companions who had already died actually came back to life. They rolled their eyes, cracked their wounds, and grabbed the swordsman with empty claws.

"Ah! Undead creature?!" Just as he shouted, he was bitten on the neck by a corpse, and his blood vessels were bitten off alive.

The swordsman soon died from excessive blood loss. Not long after, the dead corpse stood up shakily, carrying a shield, holding a sword, and slashed at a sand bandit who rushed to the trench.

The sand bandits were scared to the point of chicken screaming: "Ah~, undead creature!"

Fei Lin and Ai Si Ke hid behind the heavy-armored shieldmen, chanting spells slowly, and still had the leisure to complain a few times: "The sun in this world is too fierce, and the weakening of necromancy is great."

"Yes, it's weakened a lot. Let's open an umbrella next time before we start the war."

"No, wait until night. Night is the time for our necromancers."

One corpse after another was summoned, Ai Si Ke could control eight corpses at once, Fei Lin was a bit stronger, and could control twenty at once.

Of course, if given enough time, first resurrecting the corpses into undead creatures, then he could drive thousands of corpses at once.

Although the number that can be summoned is small, there are many corpses. If one is hacked to pieces, change to another. As long as their magic power is not exhausted, the number of corpses will not be small.

The trench and earth wall in front suddenly had an extra wall of psychology. Many sand bandits would rather retreat than rush to impact the defense line formed by the companions who had just died.

The old sand bandit shouted from behind: "Go around the side, go around the side, attack their flank."

The earth wall and trench were only in the front, and the two sides were two pieces of green date forest. Lord Lord Lord Nai Ge Li Si specially chose this position to minimize the area that needed defense. After all, there were too few of them, and it was easy to take care of the head but not the butt.

The sand bandits who were reminded surged into the green date forests on both sides.

However, not long after surging in, the sand bandits screamed in horror, because more than twenty giants nearly three meters tall, holding big clubs, turned out of the date forest, grinning and knocking at them like hitting gophers.

All the Zi Hai Titans' weapons were uniformly changed to big wooden clubs, and then they wrapped the front end with a few circles of thorns, turning them into wooden maces. Sha Fei Ya was rarely generous to the guests, and date wooden clubs and thorns were the only things she could take at will here.

Don't look at it as a wooden mace, but because it was too thick, no one could bear it if hit.

The sand bandits who surged into the date forest retreated at a faster speed, leaving behind hundreds of bloody corpses.

The Zi Hai Titans who were killing happily rushed out of the date forest, wanting to pursue the victory, but were directly stopped by Lord Lord Lord Nai Ge Li Si: "Not allowed to pursue, whoever dares to pursue will go back to farm, and won't call him next time there is a fight."

"Ah! Oh..." Even Zi Hai was dejected, obediently shrinking back into the date forest.

In the distance, the old sand bandit was still directing the dragon crossbow to fire, one scale-breaking arrow after another was twisted onto the crossbow, aimed and fired.

Heavy-armored shieldmen were constantly hit and pierced.

Lisa ran over, pulled out the arrow, and treated. The whole process was getting more and more proficient.

The old sand bandit was scared to death, because he had already seen several wrong places. The holy light of that woman in the black gauze dress seemed to be endless, and those heavy-armored shieldmen were hit, pulled swords, and treated, the whole process was silent, and their bodies didn't even tremble.

Thinking of those corpses summoned up, the old sand bandit had a bold guess: "Those heavy-armored shieldmen might not be human."

But how did the undead creatures get together with the Light Church?

Just as he was doubting, a voice sounded beside him: "Hey, what is this weapon of yours called?"

The old sand bandit turned his head and looked, finding that the speaker was a young swordsman he didn't know, whose attire was strange, and he was chewing on something like a dried sugar beet.

Sand bandits were all gathered temporarily, and it was normal not to know each other. The old sand bandit replied casually: "This is a dragon crossbow, transferred down by the adults of the Flying Wing Knight Order."

"Dragon crossbow? Is it a weapon specially used to deal with dragons?" The young swordsman asked curiously.

"Of course, the adults of the Flying Wing Knight Order each have one, matched with scale-breaking arrows, even dragon scales and skin can be shot through... No, you are not a sand bandit, why is your scarf worn on your head?"

The old sand bandit knew why he felt the other party's attire was strange, because the young swordsman wore the scarf that blocked the wind and sand on his head as a headscarf.

Scarves are breathable, light, and thin. Wearing them on the neck, you can pull them up to cover your mouth and nose to resist wind and sand, while headscarves are thick and can provide shade. Proper sand bandits will not wear these two things backward, unless they are not proper ones.

The young swordsman grinned, threw the last big piece of sugar beet into his mouth, raised his fighting spirit, and held his hands virtually. The condensed fighting spirit condensed into a sword between his hands.

The old sand bandit screamed: "High-rank Sword Saint!?"

The sword light flashed, four heads soared into the sky, and Lu Se's sword energy slashed on the dragon crossbow, splitting the dragon crossbow into pieces.

The sand bandits around who saw this scene were dumbfounded.

Lu Se came by taking a long way around, and was too lazy to take the long way back. Picking up a broken sword on the ground, he killed his way back with a 'ping ping pang pang.'

The sand bandits finally collapsed, shouting and running back.

The first batch of sand bandits had a full fifteen hundred people, leaving behind five or six hundred corpses and fleeing back, not even wanting their horses.

Without unified command, the first batch of sand bandits were basically those who wanted to take the lead and grab the first wave. They didn't expect to hit a hard stubble, running fast and dying fast. After they fled back, the sand bandits behind were suddenly suspicious.

This is different from their assumption. Shouldn't it be that they took advantage of the sand people's lack of preparation, swarmed up, killed all the men, women, and children in the oasis, and lured out the Brass Dragon.

Then let the Flying Wing Knight Order intercept and kill the dragon. The Knight Order takes the dragon corpse, and they share the one hundred thousand magic crystals and all the treasures of the oasis.

How come they haven't entered the oasis yet, and they have already hit their heads and bled, dying a full five or six hundred people, with a loss rate as high as ten percent.

The sand bandits behind were suddenly hesitant, not knowing whether to continue the attack or wait for the Flying Wing Knights to come.

Ang lost his target and had to stop. He tilted his head blankly, looking straight ahead, especially at the trench position. The corpses there made him feel a bit strange.

Death aura was permeating. He could feel that those corpses summoned by Fei Lin and Ai Si Ke had some invisible connection with them, as if pulling those invisible lines, the corpses would stand up.

And now, the death aura emitted by those dead corpses made Ang feel that he seemed to be able to pull them up too.

Ang subconsciously reached out and pulled. The death aura was like a pulling force, pulling Ang's body to slide forward, which made him have to kick his feet forcefully.

Pulling again, sliding forward again, Ang had to kick his feet again. Just like this, pulling while sliding while kicking, Ang seemed to be walking in place.

Everyone around discovered Ang's abnormality. Lord Lord Lord Nai Ge Li Si asked in confusion: "Ang, what are you doing? Dancing?"