Many of the desolate warriors were also preparing to throw their guns, and when they heard this, they lowered their arms with the burly man, and there was something else in their eyes, and while they were still arguing with each other, someone had already started to act. A child has more courage than them, how can he not be ashamed in his heart?

"Perhaps, they will really come back alive......."

I don't know who it was, he suddenly said this in the corner, and suddenly calmed down the man who was fierce and wanted to rush out of the bazaar to join the cavalry, anyone with a discerning eye could see that the Quantum cavalry was persecuted by the Blood Sea Alliance, which aroused the arrogance in his heart, and he would rather die on the battlefield than stay here, the Quantum cavalry was because of the blood feud aroused by the destruction of the clan, they are all people with families and mouths, why should they follow a group of dead soldiers to die?

The cavalry left, and the chaos caused by the Blood Sea Alliance in the morning gradually calmed down, this is only a superficial calm, the tribal leader is celebrating with a crown, life is as usual, what should be eaten, what should be played, as for resisting the underground people or something, isn't there still a hundred thousand soldiers? When they were dead, the desert warriors who had been made into flesh and blood walls knew what happened to the Quantum cavalry, and they all held back an evil fire in their hearts, and the tribal leaders gathered them together to provide poor food that gerbils did not eat, and they had to abandon their families and children to fight for these bastards, everyone was not a masochist, and there were ghosts in their hearts.

In the eyes of these fools, the cavalry of the Quantum tribe are even more stupid, willing to die rather than compromise with them, and seem to have forgotten that these warriors are the basis for their privileged lives.

The farce that had happened in the morning did not change much in the bazaar, except for the vengeful thief who made a disturbance, the others continued to live their normal lives, and even if the underground people came, they would have time to pull to the Giant's Canyon, but in this way, two-thirds of the central wilderness outside the Giant's Mountains would be completely destroyed.

The burly man and the weeping warrior did not know each other, and when twilight was approaching, they sat on the watchtower near the exit of the bazaar and drank sullen wine, and it could be seen from the several half-man-high wine urns beside them that the two had been drinking from the morning until now, and the dishes on the floor were in a mess, only the cloudy wine in the wine cup had never been broken.

"There was once a female leader named Caifeng who said, 'Some people are alive, but they are actually dead, and some people are dead, but he is still alive ......'"

The burly man raised his head and drank the dry wine, wiped the residual wine on his chin with his hand, and in the vulgar movements, he squinted his eyes again, and said poems with literary and artistic styles, I don't know how weird, the middle-aged man sitting opposite was already confused, and he didn't care whether he understood it or not, nodded and said:

"Yes, I have seven sons who died, and I still remember their names to this day, Sha Da likes to fight, causing trouble all day long, Sha Er is stupid, every time he fights and rushes to the front, he is all injured, Sha San is most like me, he likes to hide aside, he sees the cheap and then goes up, the fourth is the most timid, once he is in a hurry, he is more irritable than anyone else......

"Brother Sha, don't think too much, the Giant's Canyon can't be defended, let's go to the northern wilderness, the wilderness will not die, expect those fools who are alive and not as clean as dead are unreliable, it's right to plan early, it's a pity that ......."

"What a pity? Brother Sword is a straightforward character, why did he talk half of it? ”

The middle-aged man called Brother Sha is called Sand Wolf, who was once a famous warrior, killed countless people, and his combat power was not under the Garo, if he wasn't old, he would still be a good man.

Jian Fengxiao has always been very depressed in his heart, he wants to find someone to talk to, but he didn't meet someone who is pleasing to the eye, his past experience has broadened his horizons a lot, and he looks down on ordinary desert warriors at all, and it is fate to meet the sand wolf today, he sighed and said:

"I don't know if Brother Sha has heard of the Blood Cub?"

The half-drunk sand wolf suddenly shuddered in fright, sat up suddenly, his eyes widened, and his mouth trembled:

"Seeing that there is no blood to live, kill the blood cubs who are all over the sky? Back then, the tribe's 7,000 elite warriors fought against 1,000 blood cubs, and 5,000 were killed and wounded, if it wasn't for the blood cubs' intention to exterminate the clan, I would have ......died a long time ago. ”

After the sand wolf finished speaking, he suddenly felt an inexplicable feeling, could this be fate? Back then, he survived from the hands of the blood cub and was proud for half his life, but now he sits with the real blood cub and calls him a brother?

"The desolate southern expedition, my eldest brother is the leader of the blood cubs, he didn't even go to the battlefield, he was defeated, and later joined the cloud vein tribe, and was excluded by others, and finally took refuge in the western lion, and has been stationed in the central part for several years, and the combat power is more than ...... than before."

When he said that everyone in the Blood Cub Legion could defeat the Gara people, and the number reached more than three thousand, the Sand Wolf stopped talking, and listened to it purely as a mythical story, and then heard the scene of the battle between the Blood Cub and the underground people, even if he didn't believe it very much, he couldn't help but be enthusiastic, and imagined the epic war scene in his mind.

"The east and west lost contact, we were divided into dozens of teams to sneak attack the underground army, at first we were able to win one after another, and then the underground people sent out a lot of people wearing strange armor, at that time, the losses were great, and later, the garrison was breached, the airships and battleships retreated with some people, and the team was also scattered, and I fled here ......."

After saying the depression that had been suppressed in his heart for a long time, Jian Fengxiao did not feel better, the eldest brother Jian Fenghou and the commander Xian Zhao have not heard from him, and he doesn't know whether he is dead or alive, and his team is completely wiped out except for himself, and he doesn't even know if the blood cub still exists, so far, he has not found any other or brothers, thinking of this, he drank another glass of wine.

"What you say is true? You've killed thousands of underground? You blocked the underground people for half a year? ”

The sand wolf is already sluggish, what is the situation of the combat strength of the thousands of galas? Not to mention thousands, even if it is only a few hundred, you can sweep the wilderness, those idiots of the Blood Sea Alliance are shit? If they retreated directly to the Giant's Canyon, relying on natural hazards, no matter how powerful the underground people were, they wouldn't want to be like this now, right?

"Actually, we didn't lose to the underground people, but the leader encountered the tricks of the underground people, if the western lion is still there, what are the underground people? Even if it's ten times more, don't be afraid of ....... ”

Throwing the wine cup at his feet, Jian Fenghou's face was hideous, he gritted his teeth and roared, blood vessels appeared on his forehead like earthworms, and a powerful aura exploded instantly, hitting the sand wolf's face like a hot airstream, this moment of loss of control made the sand wolf gasp, I'm afraid the tribal leader is inferior to the man in front of him, right?

The sand wolf didn't dare to speak, and the sword wind howling that was drunk high didn't pay attention to the aura he inadvertently released, and continued to complain:

"There are rumors that the western lion was buried under a 10,000-ton boulder by underground people, I believe he is still alive, and the man who can build a miracle city from scratch will not ......die so easily."

"In today's situation, even if the Western Lion doesn't die, there's no way, right? No matter how strong a person's strength is, there is no way to compete with the army....... ”

The prestige of the western lion has spread to the central wilderness, countless deserted people who fled back from the southern expedition tell the story of the western lion, and some people even make up poems to sing in the wilderness, which has a very far-reaching impact on the central wilderness, many tribes of desert warriors are because of the legendary heroes, and trek thousands of miles to join the lion team, but unfortunately, in the case of repeated failures, the vast majority of people have lost hope, even if they still dare to fight, they are the same as the Quantum cavalry, one mind wants revenge.

"Uh......h Woo....... ”

The sudden sound of the horn interrupted the melancholy of the two men, and then the bustle of the market, which had begun to be quiet, resumed its noise, and the noise was like the buzzing of countless flies in the market, and the sand wolf could not help complaining:

"There is no peace in the morning and night, and if you continue like this every day, if you don't wait for the underground people to come, the desolate people will go crazy first......."

Jian Fengxiao used to be the elite of the elite, and he had experienced countless vicious battles and hard battles, and he was more sensitive than the sand wolf who had not fought for many years, so he jumped up for the first time and said urgently:

"No, it smells of blood......."

After speaking, he looked towards the outside of the watchtower, suddenly sluggish, the half-drunk sand wolf legs and feet were weak, staggered up, leaning against the wall and looking outside, in the dim light of dusk, a tide-like black line appeared in the distance, suddenly opened his mouth wide, and moaned hoarsely: "Did the underground people call?" ”

"Three lines of defense, 60,000 troops, all grown up eating? Can't even let out a puff of black smoke? Even the weakest tribe is attacked, and black smoke is ignited...... ”

"Maybe the underground people have accepted the surrender, but you don't know that the people of the Blood Sea Alliance have wanted to surrender for a long time, but they are unwilling to ask for it, and even the slaves who farm the land are not willing to accept ......."

"Are these cowards abandoning their defenses and running back on their own? I heard that the shelling of the underground people was very strong, and every day some people gave up the glory of the desert warriors and became deserters....... ”

In the noisy noise, all kinds of conjectures came out of the crowd, the bolder ones could stay where they were to watch the excitement, the timid ones had begun to pack up their things, ready to run away at any time, the reason why the bazaar was built at the exit of the Giant's Canyon was to provide logistics for the defenders of the three lines of defense in front, as an important transit center, once the bazaar was captured by the underground people, it was equivalent to tens of thousands of desolate warriors in front of them cutting off all the way of life.

The night gradually thickened, and the waves of people like the black tide began to be unclear, as if they would be drowned by twilight at any time, at this time, more than ten sets of huge car lights lit countless suns in the night, revealing the military transport vehicles unique to the underground people, even if the surrounding black and oppressive crowd could not hide it, and suddenly caused a panic in the market, and the merchants who had packed up their things shouted loudly in the most desperate tone, pulling a sand camel beast carrying a small mountain of goods to flee to the canyon, in their eyes, the underground people had already called、