Thunder sat on the horse's back and looked into the endless desert. He didn't know if the Blood Crusader was still alive.

If they really insist on their own dogma and belief, Thunder will only collect their bodies now.

"It's better not to do this." Lei Ting murmured softly.

"Sir. Military Newspaper in the rear!" A militia responsible for collecting intelligence grabbed a pigeon and stepped down a piece of rolled tin paper from the pigeon's legs and handed it to Thunder.

A premonition of some bad feeling surged into Thunder's heart, spreading the tin paper open. Just one look, Thunder smiled bitterly.

"What happened behind?" Gasotu asked in confusion.

"Look at it for yourself." Thunder handed the tin paper to Gasotu.

When Gasotudi's face changed when he saw the contents of the tin paper clearly, the reason was only a few words: "Twenty thousand army, besieged Farak, critical!"

Everyone is familiar with the handwriting from the city lord Elland.

After only five days left Farak, the desert robbers were already at the city, and they were indeed like windy desert cavalry.

But Lei Ting didn't understand why he didn't encounter these 20,000 desert robbers head-on along the way, probably because he was out of the way.

"What should I do now?" Gasotu's sweat on his forehead. "Farac's defenders..."

There is no need to remind Gasotu. Thunder also knew that Farak's defenders are now ineffective. Needless to say, the reinforcements who just returned from a big defeat were already frightened. They are now frightened birds. They are useless at all, and Farak can only rely on the support of the local defenders.

Otherwise, Elan would not have written the two big words "critical" on the tin paper.

"What do you think?" Thunder looked at Gasotu and asked.

"Go back to rescue! Farak will never make any mistakes when attacking the desert robbers in front and back!" Gasotu replied without hesitation. Farak is the gateway to Ceylon's western region. Once the city is broken, the desert robbers can drive straight in and go to the rear of Ceylon to rob.

In a sense, Gaso's suggestion is correct.

But Thunder shook his head gently.

"Master Viscount! Is Farak important or the Five Thousand Life and Death Crusader important?" Gaso Tudi's tone became stern and looked straight into Thunder's eyes.

"Old Ka. Tell me." Thunder ignored Gasotu and turned to look at Lao Ka.

Carlos pondered for a moment and replied: "You don't have to go back to Farak in a short period of time. You can know from the information revealed by the city lord. Although Farak is critical, it is not as serious as we imagined. Otherwise, the city lord can directly issue an order to let us withdraw.

Yes, Farak still has more than 10,000 defenders, Farak and Scott!

Such strength has been enough to support it for a while. Scott is not Liandell, he is not that idiotic.

"What do you mean by Lord Viscount?" Gasotu asked looking at Thunder.

"I mean..." Thunder looked at the direction of Kuders City, and his soft tone suddenly became serious and tough: "It is precisely because Farak is more important that we must find the Blood Crusader first!"

After finding the Blood Crusader, will you take them to rescue Farak? Gasotu thought so in his heart. It's okay. Anyway, Farak doesn't need to rescue him in a short period of time. At that time, lead the Blood Crusader to attack him in front and back, and he can still drive away the desert robbers. Now it's just to let the desert robbers jump more? It's just a while.

At this time, the members of the mercenary group recruited showed great effect. There were many thieves who were good at hiding their bodies, which happened to be used to do the scouting work.

Thunder selected more than a dozen people to disperse them to find traces of the Blood Crusader. He led the large army slowly towards the city of Kudes.

The news quickly came back. Thirty miles southeast of Kuders, the Blood Crusaders were fighting against desert robbers.

"Rescue!" Thunder waved his hand, and the militia troops that were originally swaying slowly immediately became thunderous and violent. More than two thousand people rode pony, leaving behind a string of sand and dust. They headed straight to the Blood Crusaders.

Soon, Thunder heard the sound of killing and the handover of weapons.

When that battlefield came into Thunder's eyes, even Thunder was shocked.

In the eyes, the yellow dust rolled, but it still couldn't cover up the bloody color of fire, the autumn wind flew, and the entire air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

A few miles ahead, countless corpses were piled up together, broken limbs and broken arms, everywhere.

The blood crusaders wearing armor and holding big swords in both hands were now completely covered by blood. None of their bodies was clean, either the blood of the enemy or their own.

Brave! Truely brave! Even though the Blood Crusaders were surrounded by desert robbers, they were still closely united, galloping on the horse's back. They used their own weapons to give the enemy a fatal attack.

One of the Blood Crusaders wearing a red cloak was particularly conspicuous. This guy rushed left and right and killed all the people in the enemy group. There was no enemy in a single group, and all the enemies he was targeted by him were chopped down with one sword.

But almost everyone can see that the Blood Crusaders are in a complete disadvantage. No matter how united they are and how brave they are, they have been separated by enemies several times their own and surrounded. It is only a matter of time before they lose and die.

"Go!" Lei Ting pursed his lips and gave a total of orders softly.

During the raid, the thunder directly brewed more than a dozen light balls and threw them into the densest place of the enemy.

With a loud roar, the earth trembled, as bright as the light in the daytime. It enveloped this area, and almost everyone was briefly blind.

After everything stabilized, the desert robbers discovered in great horror. There was only a huge pit left in the area where they were attacked. There was nothing else.

One wave was not settled and the other wave started again. Before the desert robbers could react, another loud bang came from the other side.

The magicians of the Lightning Hammer took action. The members of the mercenary group also took action. The magic lights of each corpse interweave a beautiful scenery in the city. This is a deadly landscape that harvests the lives of desert robbers.

Beilei still released a lava giant, with a spell of nine levels that made the enrolled magicians respected and ashamed.

"Swoosh!" The rain of arrows all over the sky and the earth attacked the desert robbers. In an instant, screams burst into tears.

With this assistance, the Blood Crusader became even more brave.

There were a large number of desert robbers who besieged the Blood Crusade. There were at least 10,000, but they were first shocked by the Blood Crusade's bravery, and now they suddenly encountered fatal attacks. Moreover, these attacks were released by some high-end mages and were immediately stunned.

They really couldn't imagine where this group of enemies that suddenly appeared came from?

After several fatal blows by the magician, the militia launched a charge. These trainings of heaven and earth were quite fruitful, and the militia automatically separated. The city awl shapes were arranged in units of ten people, complementing each other. It was like sharp knives inserted into the heart of the enemy.

Chaos. Extremely chaotic! The desert robbers in the desert just now were shocked to find that they and others seemed to be surrounded by scattered areas.

Seeing the cooked ducks fly like this, the commander of the desert robbers was not allowed to give the order to retreat.

He knew that if he didn't leave, he would have no chance. He was afraid of life. Those Blood Crusaders were lifeless, and they received assistance. It would be better for him to withdraw from the meeting, Kudes made a long-term plan.

Chase! Thunder took the lead and chased the desert robbers behind the butt and crushed them hard.

The Blood Crusaders and the Militia were also not vague. They followed the Thunder and picked up straw.

After chasing Kudes all the way, Thunder ordered a retreat.

What made Thunder a little relieved was that the Blood Crusaders were not so rigid and had to sacrifice themselves for their country. After the retreat order was issued, they also stopped chasing the ground.

We set up camp and we found a destroyed village twenty miles away from Kudes and stationed.

The blood crusader wearing a blood-red cloak came to Thunder. He had his helmet under his armpit and a sword hanging on his waist. He saluted Thunder with a solemn and grateful look on his face: "Thank you for your rescue, who are you?"

"I am the commander-in-chief of the Blood Crusade rescue operation. Viscount Thunder!" Thunder looked at the Blood Crusade and spoke, "Report your position and name!"

"Pruden. Blood Crusader Commander!"

"His Excellency Pruden, my mission has been completed. The city lord, Lord Elland and Earl Leander, ordered me to take you back to Farak." Thunder looked at him seriously and said.

"Sorry. Commander, the mission of the Blood Crusader has not been completed yet!" Pruden glanced slightly and replied proudly.

"Oh? What's the mission of the Blood Crusader? Tell me!" Thunder picked up a glass of water and handed it to Pruden. The guy's lips were full of cracks, and he probably hadn't drunk water for a few days.

Pruden was not polite either. He finished drinking a few sips, wiped his mouth and said, "We have not all died in battle, nor have we wiped out the enemy! So, we cannot go back now. Commander, you should know the tradition of the Blood Crusader!"

You knew you would say that. Thunder smiled slightly. If the Blood Crusader was so easy to bring back, Leander would not return to Farac alone.

"What bullshit tradition? Stupid! Pedalous!" Gasotu cursed angrily from the side, "Farak is now besieged by 20,000 desert robbers. If you are still obsessed with it and don't go back, Farak will be gone."

Pruden glanced at Gasotu and replied slowly, "It's not our business."

"You..." Gasotu was almost angry and ran all the way to rescue the Blood Crusaders. The people were found and they couldn't take them back. So what's the point of this mission? If I had known this, I might as well return to Farak directly. "Idiot!"

Thunder waved his hand, looked down on Pruden, and said gloomyly: "If you don't want to go back with me, I will destroy you with my own hands!"

Gasotu was shocked. Don’t have any internal strife at this time, although he didn’t do it in the same blood crusading way. But he didn’t have such extreme thoughts.

"Please! Once the Blood Crusader goes to the battlefield, his life is no longer his own." Pruden replied looking at Thunder.

"Do you think I dare not? Or... do you think I don't have the strength?" Thunder smiled gloomyly. After saying this, Pruden was shocked to find that the young man who was standing in front of him had run behind him at some point. There was a cold breath on his neck. He looked down and saw that a flashing dagger had been installed there.

So fast! So fast that I didn't react at all.

"I never thought so." Pruden used his finger to break the dagger, "You won't do that, either. The only thing I know is that the Blood Crusader's creed cannot be destroyed!"

"Very good." Thunder nodded, walked to the side and sat down.

"Thank you for your rescue at the end. Please leave us some supplies, and we will continue to fight to the end."

Thunder nodded, Pruden saluted and exited the tent.

"Sir Viscount, what should I do now? Have you really agreed to him to do this?" Gasotu was angry and turned his eyes to Thunder.

"What advice do you have?"

"If you tie them up, you must tie them back!" Gasotu waved his hand angrily. "Farak can no longer stand the trouble. If we don't go back, Farak will be captured sooner or later."

The last time he was able to repel the attack from the desert robber army was because of Thunder and his militia. Gasotu knew that once Thunder, a powerful army, was not in Farak, the situation would be unoptimistic.

"Wrong." Thunder smiled slightly. "It is precisely because Farak can't stand to tossing. So... we must stay here instead of going back to rescue!"

What is the reason for this? Gasotu couldn't understand it.

"Young Master is right!" Lao Ka nodded beside him.

When Gasotu wanted to ask carefully, he found that Thunder had walked out of the tent and turned his head to look at Lao Ka. Lao Ka explained to him with a smile.

"Pruden!" Thunder came to the place where the Blood Crusaders were stationed and found the man. "How are the casualties of the Blood Crusaders?"

"Six hundred people died!"
To be continued...