In the vast desert, only clusters of strange-shaped weeds poked into the sky. These weeds have extremely thin stems and leaves that are as hard as iron needles, and their rhizomes are extremely well developed and can go hundreds of meters underground in search of water.

It is these seemingly inconspicuous nameless weeds that nourish a vitality in this vast desert.

A few gray-yellow desert unicorns were curled up under a large patch of grass to rest, and they suddenly raised their heads, and the miserable green letter 'sizzled' out of the old man. They sensed the stranger's approach, but before they could respond, several sharp camel stingers were already whistling and pinning their heads to the ground.

The demon viper, which was three meters long and arm thick, twitched violently and struggled, like a steel body Chapter 650 The strange rebel body whipped the sand fiercely, and the sand was splashed. Blood continued to seep from their wounds, and every bit of blood was sucked clean by the yellow sand, leaving no trace.

After a full quarter of an hour, the bodies of several demon vipers slowly relaxed, and they finally lost all their vitality.

A few thin figures cautiously came out from behind the sand dunes more than ten meters away, and quietly stepped on the sand and touched the grass. These people walked on the sand, but they didn't leave any footprints, which shows that their skills are extremely weak.

When you get closer, you can see that these figures are all fifteen or sixteen-year-old boys, their skin is rough and black, and their thin faces have two big eyes. There was not the slightest innocence and wit on their faces that a young man should have, only a touch of old ferocity and tenacity like a hungry wolf.

They are the descendants of the sinners, the children of the exiles, and their ancestors did not know why they came to the Xidi Capital Protectorate, and since then they have lost their status as subjects of the empire. Governments everywhere will not recognize their identity. They could not join the army. Unable to do business, unable to farm, or even sold into slavery, no one dared to accept it.

They are the outliers of the Blood Qin Empire, the boss of the empire, and they are the people who have been abandoned by the strange rebellion in Chapter 650.

The Xidi Protectorate stretches for tens of thousands of miles, and there are less than a million officially registered imperial subjects, but there are tens of millions of such abandoned people in the vast desert. They have formed tribes in the desert, large and small, and they are as resilient as these weeds. In the long struggle to survive, they have developed their own unique survival skills.

Tougher than a wolf, more vicious than a demon viper. Sharper than the Scorpions, powerful, agile and cunning, they are the best warriors, the best hunters, the best scouts, and the most patient assassins. Their vitality is tougher than weeds, and their willpower is indestructible.

Because they have nothing to lose, they have nothing to fear.

Because they have to be together to survive. So they are extremely united.

Because they have never been treated fairly and justly. So give them a little kindness and they will be extremely loyal.

These forsaken people, they are pure gold and jade waiting to be unearthed, give them a chance, and they can burst out with a thousand rays of light.

Several teenagers cautiously walked into the grass, and the two teenagers separated one on the left and one on the right, holding a short bow made of the old rhizomes of wild grasses, on which were the old thorns of camels more than a foot long. They looked around warily. Beware of a possible attack.

There are countless dangers in the desert, such as monsters, poisonous insects, ferocious birds, and even greater dangers come from humans. The soldiers of the Western Protectorate were no threat to them, and the soldiers were dismissive of these forsaken people. The greatest risk comes from the same forsaken people.

The remaining teenagers walked into the grass with small steps, and they quickly grabbed the dead viper and quickly cut off its head. Drip the snake's blood, which has not yet coagulated, into his mouth. Every desert desert begging for a living has extremely perverted physical conditions, a small bowl of snake blood is enough to support their activity consumption for a whole day, and their bodies can use every drop of nutrients to the extreme.

After sharing all the snake blood, the boys took out daggers made of animal bones, quickly peeled off the snake skin, and disposed of the snake's flesh and internal organs one by one. In the desert, a viper is so valuable that not even a single snake scale will be wasted. The teenagers quickly collected the supplies available on the snake's body, and soon they were all done.

The two snake tails were handed to their companions who were letting off the wind, and the two teenagers quickly chewed the snake tails carefully and swallowed them into their empty bellies. Strength continued to emanate from the warm stomachs, and these teenagers were suddenly full of energy again.

They looked at each other and smiled, then quickly walked towards the sand dunes in the distance with the loot. Today's harvest is extremely gratifying, the seven demon vipers weigh more than 500 catties, and these snake meat can make their small tribe live a good life comfortably for a few days. As for snake skins and scales, especially fangs and sacs, they can be exchanged for valuable items with the Secret Merchants in the Desert.

For example, a dagger made of steel! That's a treasure that can be passed down as a family heirloom!

Just as the boys were walking briskly on the sand, there was a dull sound of hooves behind them. The boys quickly dropped their prey, rolled around the sand a few times like cheetahs, and sank behind a small sand dune as fast as lightning. They drew their delicate short bows, drew their sharp daggers, and looked fiercely in the direction from which the sound of hooves came.

A group of nearly 100 cavalrymen on sand camels roared over, and when they saw the number of opponents, the leather armor they wore and the metal weapons hanging from their waists, the teenagers showed a look of despair. This is the regular army of the Western Protectorate, such a hundred-man cavalry, enough to sweep away a tribe of abandoned people with less than a thousand people.

But the other party did not attack, and the leader of the cavalry who led the team waved hard, and a red light shot out, and it was heavily inserted into the sand in front of a young man. The boys looked intently at the same time, it was a short spear made of steel.

The short spear, which was one meter and two feet long, was red all over, and a twisted poisonous dragon coiled around it. The cavalry leader roared past with many subordinates, and a high-pitched voice came from afar: "By the order of the Grand Governor of Xidi Protectorate, recruit a citizen over the age of 14 and under the age of 30 to join the army!

"A qiē military salary and ordnance are equivalent to the emperor's ** soldiers, there is no lie!"

"Those who enlist in the army, the whole family is registered. Regarded as subjects of the Empire. ”

"Those who have been in the army for three years do not die. Distribution of fields, livestock. ”

"Those who enlist in the army and make meritorious contributions, their children can enter school and study!"

"The regulations on rewards and punishments for enlistees are as follows......"

A long shout echoed in the ears of the teenagers, who stiffened as they looked at the red spear in front of them, and then one of them suddenly pulled out the spear and leaped high. The group ran in the direction of their tribe like crazy, and they roared wildly, shouting out the conscription order of Dragon City.

Such a thing, with Xidi City as the core, quickly spread in all directions like a storm.

All the 100,000 elite soldiers around Long Cheng were dispatched, and the cavalry team of 100 people spread Dragon City's conscription order quickly on the desert like a plague. Enlisting in the army can get the same treatment as an emperor. Enlisted people can be registered as subjects of the empire, enlisted in the army for three years without dying, can distribute field livestock, enlist in the army to establish meritorious service, and children can enroll in school.

There are also other lucrative rewards, all of which have driven the forsaken people of the desert crazy.

When the conscription order for Dragon City was issued, the best of the 8,000 forsaken people rushed to Xidi City on the first day.

The next day, twenty-four thousand.

Day 3. Thirty-five thousand.

By the fourth day. The strength of the forsaken people who rushed to Xidi City suddenly soared to 120,000! Then more forsaken people rushed to Xidi City every day, and these forsaken people who were tougher than wolves, fiercer than demon vipers, and more astute than sand scorpions, they were completely crazy. This is a chance to change their own destiny, this is a chance to change the destiny of their children and grandchildren!

They don't care about joining the army, they don't care about fighting, they don't care about dying!

They only ask for a fairness, they only ask for their children and grandchildren in the future, not to be like themselves. Life in the desert is precarious. All they want is that their children and grandchildren will have a field, a cow, a bed, and a woman!

For this trivial condition, they can go to the army, they can go to kill. You can go crazy and plunder the lives of strangers!

Use other people's blood and other people's lives to fuse them into their military exploits, fuse them into their merits, so that their children and grandchildren can live under the firmament of the empire with their heads held high, and do not have to live in the desert like animals like them!

There were also countless tribes pouring out, and they rushed to the nearest city, beacon tower and garrison tower of the Xidi Protectorate as fast as they could, and they joined the army of the Xidi Protectorate as if they were crazy, expressing their piety and loyalty to Dragon City without any reason.

In just ten days, there were five million more almost crazy warriors under the command of Dragon City!

They have no weapons, no armor, no food and grass supplies for the time being, but they are full of fighting spirit and they are fearless.

The conscription order in Dragon City had already begun to spread in the neighboring Eight Rank Provinces, so the abandoned people of those Eight Rank Provinces went crazy. They rushed to the Xidi capital at any cost, and even broke out into a violent conflict with the local defenders.

Several of the Eight Rank Provinces were plunged into turmoil almost overnight, and the frenzied forsaken people frantically attacked what they saw.

In the midst of this strange madness, Long Cheng stuffed the heads of Gonggong Xi and Qiu Xiaosan into the teleportation circle and sent them back to the imperial capital, along with a text that made Lin Qi speechless.

The text is very simple, and the words above are very vernacular.

All in all, in short, my Uncle Longcheng is unhappy, so I'm sorry, I rebelled!

As for the reason for my rebellion...... Do I need a reason to rebel?

By the way, at the end of the text, Ryujo and his father broke off the father-son relationship!

That is also very blunt, in short, in short, I don't want to be your son anymore, so we are not father and son!!!