Heimarian Odyssey

There are no trees in the desert, and there are few rocks, so the team can only rely on the carriage to block the sand.

The soldiers put on their armor again, without the protection of a hard iron piece, and only one night of sand will make everyone's skin bloom.

Because firewood is scarce and the temperature is extremely low, the bonfire was not ignited, only a few torches were set around the carriage for lighting.

The soldiers ate the dry food they carried, and swallowed the water in the kettle.

The nobles are better than them. Dried meat, fruits and the like are not lacking for the time being.

After dinner, the soldiers began to take turns guarding, and the experienced soldiers buried themselves under the sand, only half of their body was exposed.

It didn't take long for the sky to get dark, the temperature dropped suddenly, and only the sand still had a certain temperature. This was one of the few ways for the soldiers to keep out the cold.

Locke naturally didn't have to lie in the sand to make up. As soon as the Roma knight walked, Angelina was the largest in the convoy. According to the identity, Locke ranked third, and there was no need to cover up. Angelina had already played in advance during the day. Say hello to him.

Lying comfortably in the carriage driven by the princess, underneath is the soft fur of some precious animal.

Angelina is eating dinner. The cherry she took from the country and the blueberry picked when passing by the Malmose jungle are the princess's staple food.

Angelina's snow-white skin has been tanned a bit by the hot sun these days. According to her, eating more fruits is good for the skin.

Locke doesn't know if it's true, anyway, he always brings back some food for Leah and Grace every time he comes. Of course, the explanation for Angelina is to take it home and taste it.

Believe it or not, Angelo believes anyway.

"How long is this bitter life?" Angelina's slim jade fingers sandwiched a cherry bar, and the red cherry was held in her mouth by her tender tongue, and most of Locke's attention was on Anji Lina's mouth.

Seeing Locke look dumbfounded, Angelina smiled and patted him, before Locke recovered.

"Ah, we have just walked a third of the way, and it is estimated that it will be half a month to go out," Lock said.

"Half a month." Angelina sighed.

Just a week into the desert of Ritsen, Angelina couldn’t stand it anymore, and the little girl Christine didn’t complain. Rock felt that the days in the Bering Mountains were more difficult than they were at that time. Angelina wanted Much stronger than now.

The sky is getting darker and darker, the yellow sand in the sky is replaced by the night, and in the carriage, Rock ears are full of the sound of sand blowing against the window.

"I'm going to take a look!" Locke got up and sorted out the armor. He was the deputy captain of the team. It was necessary to inspect the camp at night. The wind and sand outside were a bit evil. He needed to go out and take a look.

"Well, go." Angelina put down the cherry she hadn't finished eating, took out her thick magic book and looked again.

Locke's clothes came down neatly from the princess carriage and called the soldiers stationed next to him to walk with him.

"How about the Bend Knight?" Locke asked the soldiers. Bend was his adjutant. Generally, he ordered all the soldiers through Bend.

"Master Bend is on the outskirts of the carriage with the Imperial Guard to discuss the guard tonight," said one of the leading sergeants among the soldiers.

"Well." Locke nodded and led them to find Bend.

Outside the carriage, Bend talked to a man in full iron armor, "Master Aslan, the sandstorm tonight seems to be a bit off."

"Well, it's not normal." The Iron Armor man looked dignified. He was the **** team guarding Aslan, a high-ranking servant.

"I hope you will allow the soldiers to fight with their spirits and ensure that there will be no mistakes tonight," Bender said.

"No problem!" Aslan nodded.

Bend is just a noble knight. The title and strength are far worse than that of Aslan. The reason why he can command Aslan and other powerful men can only be said that he has good luck as the adjutant of Locke.

Viscount Cage, the full captain of the envoy, seldom took care of things, and Vice Captain Locke was too lazy to do it himself. Many commands were issued by Bend.

If I had just left Flor City and learned that I was a lieutenant for a young man under 20 years old, Bend would still have ideas, but now I don’t have it. This qualification alone will give Bend a lifetime.

"How is the defense going?" Locke's voice came from far away.

The distance from the Angelina carriage to the periphery of the team was less than 100 meters. In this short distance, Locke walked very difficult. Numerous sands threw themselves in the face under the strong wind. Fortunately, the helmet blocked a large part, but this Also let him eat a mouthful of dust.

After Locke approached, Deputy Chief Bender introduced, "Aslan Commander has arranged everything."

"You have worked hard!" Locke stepped forward and shook hands with Aslan. He knew that this was a genuine high-level attendant, and it seemed to him that he was a bit more powerful than the Cavaliers.

With the Armed Guards well-armed, there will be nothing more about Locke. The Dark Guard will have his own captain. They will not listen to anyone except Angelina.

At night, Locke held Angelina sleeping.

Because of Angelina's distinguished status, they haven't reached the last step until now, just snuggling up like lovers.

Suddenly, Locke's ear moved.

"What voice?" Locke seemed to hear the sound of "shashasha, shashasha...", he thought it was his illusion.

Immediately, the voice gradually became clear, as if it was the sound of some arthropod crawling.

Angelina opened her eyes, and she was awakened by the sound, not an illusion.

"I'll go out and see!" Locke patted Angelina's body, motioning her not to move.

Walking out of the carriage, most of the soldiers in the camp were already awake. Everyone was coming, and the commanding voice of the chief was everywhere.

"What's going on?" Locke asked, holding a soldier passing by him.

The soldier recognized Locke's identity at a glance, and immediately said, "I don't know too much, it seems that there are a bunch of demon creatures gathered outside the camp."

After the soldier was sent away, Locke fell into contemplation, and the demonized creature he had seen was only half of the salt crabs in the Bering Mountains lake, and there was the appearance of the moonlight wolf before he advanced.

With the strength of his current low-level servants, plus sturdy armor and sharp long swords, it is not a problem to deal with two low-level Warcrafts at the same time. Demonizing creatures, he feels that there are no more than five problems.

Are there demon creatures gathering outside the camp? Fastening the gap between the armor, Locke supported his long sword and walked out.

Outside the carriage, the soldiers of the Imperial Guard had set up their long guns and waited for them. They were members of the dark guards. These dark guards formed the second and third lines of defense of the camp. They were hidden around the carriage where Angelina lived.

Cage Viscount and others were standing in the center of the Imperial Guard to discuss something. Locke was just preparing to pass, and suddenly the sky was sprinkled with countless drops of yellow liquid.

Under Locke's conditioned reflex, he waved his arm shield for a while, and the arm shield mixed with some precious material, even after being hit by this liquid, made a slight "nourish, nourish, nourish" sound, a circle was not obvious The dent appeared on the arm shield.

The soldiers of the Imperial Guard are all wearing iron armor, and when they are touched by this yellow liquid, the sight of "stab, stab" acid liquid corroding steel appears. Fortunately, the amount of acid liquid is not much. ’S armor corroded one third and did not cause substantial damage to the soldiers.

But some unlucky soldiers were splashed with acid on the skin without armor protection. "Ah, ah~" After a painful howl, the skin was spattered and covered with blood spots.

"Be careful, don't get splashed by this acid!" each captain shouted at his men.

Because the guards were in the front line, they used their strong armor to block the first wave of acid, protecting the countless dark guards wearing leather armor behind them.

Another wave of yellow acid came from the air.

"Lift the shield! Lift the shield!" the captains with good eyes and quick response shouted.

The command of the chief quickly awakened the soldiers of the Guards. Nearly a hundred soldiers of the Guards raised their giant shields beside them at the same time. These giant shields made by the famous blacksmiths in Tyrol in eastern Forstan were like A solid barrier blocked most of the subsequent acid attacks.

"What's all this?" While protecting his head with his arm shield, Locke quickly ran to the place where Viscount Cage and others stood.

"The acid of sand fox!" next to the Viscount Cage, a magician answered for him--

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