Sword and Magic and Taxi

A forest of purple and green mushrooms, under the yellow sand sea and the blood-red sun, presents a strange color combination, which looks dangerous no matter how you look at it. Those ferocious creatures, which are bigger than lions, have more tail hooks than scorpions, and whose carapace seems thicker than turtles, put on a this is my territory stinky face, which fully expresses the attitude of keeping no one in the room.

The Crimson Legion were all fought out of the Slave Arena. What kind of scene have you never seen? I have never seen such a scene. They would rather deal with half-giants, lions, giant scorpions and turtles than take half a step in front of Zhao Mai's oasis.

Butcher looked at his companions on the left and right, raised his hand to point in the direction of the oasis, and then dragged his almost paralyzed legs forward with Ricas. Behind the two of them, Legion swayed and followed slowly and unwillingly - they had no other choice. Even if the people in front fed the monster insects with their bodies, they had to let the people behind go in to find some food and food. water. Fortunately, the jumping dog did not attack.

The Xi soil oasis is swaying in front of everyone's sight, and the wind and sand are constantly rising, just like an illusory mirage. Butcher had a hallucination, as if he had strength again and could walk farther. Otherwise, it would be difficult to explain why the oasis became so close. He rubbed his eyes, and sand fell from the eyelids and corners of his eyes. Only then could he see clearly: twenty giant beetles, as big as elephants, were dragging the oasis towards them.

In fact, where he couldn't see, there were not just giant transporting insects, but many leaping dogs lurking underground, using their own digging power to carry this oasis, slowly but surely coming towards the Crimson Army.

Seeing this scene clearly, the entire legion was stunned. Their shadows stood still until the shadow of the Legionnaires merged with theirs. The porter let out a long sigh, stopped, huddled up, and stopped moving like a rock. A jumping dog skewered a piece of Legionnaires mushroom on its back spine and ran over to hand it to Butcher.

Legionnaires’ mushrooms are inherently tasteless, or as unpleasant as rubber. But Butcher's mouth had long since dried up to the point of no saliva, and he couldn't taste anything. He had a hard time swallowing the legion mushrooms, but his stomach told him, You need this!

Jumping Dog moved out of the way, and Butcher led the Legion inside. He lay down on a tall Legion mushroom, opened his mouth and bit off a piece, chewed it hard and swallowed it, and then he had the strength to say: This can save your life!

The sound of chirping came. When hunger reaches its limit, there is not much difference between humans and locusts. Everyone ate several large pieces and then felt relaxed. The body's needs for food and water were met, and the rest was rest. So, in twos and threes, they prepared to sleep under the shadow of the legion mushroom.

One person was more alert and hurriedly shook his companion: No, don't sleep. After we fall asleep, the bugs will eat us, or chop them up and use them as fertilizer.

Shut up, even if you die like that, I will still be full. The companion replied: This oasis can be moved, and we don't need to get close to it. When we all die of hunger and thirst, we can use the corpses as fertilizer. Don't be blind. It’s okay if you’re worried and don’t want to rest, just don’t disturb others!”

The man struggled to keep his eyes open, but soon was unable to resist his body's demands and fell asleep in the cool shadows. They slept soundly and deeply, and were extra safe because they were guarded by jumping dogs. The wind was howling outside, but it couldn't affect their dreams at all. Therefore, no one knows when THE·CHE arrived.

Is this the Crimson Legion? They look so embarrassed, and their alertness is so low. All the slaves in the arena know how to sleep with one eye open. Satiri's criticism of them was quite pertinent.

It's so embarrassing. You guys wait here, I'll go in and look for Ricas or Butcher.

The soldiers lay scattered on the ground, sleeping in disgrace. Zhao Mai passed by them, and no one woke up. Fortunately, even if he fell down to sleep, the people of the legion spontaneously surrounded their general to protect him.

Zhao Mai flicked his fingers, and two cold water bombs hit the two people's faces respectively. They woke up all of a sudden and saw Zhao Mai putting his finger on his mouth, making a silent gesture. Ricas and Butcher smiled, rubbed their faces with ice water, and followed Zhao Mai out.

Thank you for your rescue this time. Without this oasis, we would be dead. Ricas expressed his sincere thanks.

Actually, if you keep going forward, you can get training and supplies in Keld Village. Turning to the desert to find my oasis is actually a narrow escape from death. Zhao Mai said it bluntly, which made Butcher scared. You are actually going in the wrong direction. You should not be able to reach the oasis. If I hadn't ordered the oasis to move and consumed about 40% of the results of this oasis, you would have been finished by now.

That's why we thank you very much. This time, even the slow Ricas could tell that Zhao Mai's tone was not good, so he asked: What happened? Did the Masked Alliance or Tire City provoke you? ?”

It's not them, it's you. Zhao Mai said: I was a little busy a while ago, running around here and there, either deep in the desert or in the dark underground. I didn't meet you, but you always knew Where are Satiri, Dogian and Tyrion! You got the Crimson Legion and you want to stop the enemy in the Great Alluvial Sand Wasteland. Why don't you come to me? Do you think I should take the initiative to help? You are the only ones who feel happy and grateful? We are friends and comrades-in-arms, but we remain silent on matters of life and death. Why is that?

Butcher chuckled twice and slapped Likas on the back of the head: I'm just telling you that you're overthinking, right? You and Cotande didn't learn anything good and pretended that the Tire nobles were fake. I learned a lot about being polite.

Ricas looked embarrassed, but he had always been a responsible person and apologized immediately when he knew he was wrong. I... the Masked Alliance really wanted to obtain a military force of its own, so the Crimson Legion decided from the very beginning not to take advantage of others.

Bah! All the troops are provided by Tai Xi'an. How can you not cheat others? Tyrion said without mercy: The entire army eats, drinks, and uses everything from the Temple of Tire City. The only faith and fighting spirit that the samurai can give you, the Masked Alliance, has never had the chance to instill. So you still think that this legion belongs to the Masked Alliance? In addition to the continuous battles that have given you some prestige, this When did this army belong to you? With a transfer order and a change of generals, the Crimson Army will remain the same because it has never smelled like the Masked Alliance!

Okay, let's solve the problem of survival first, and then we can do other things one by one. Zhao Mai suddenly looked up at the sky. After Satiri and the Crimson Legion reunited, the pressure on the world's will suddenly eased. At this time, he understood that it was this force that made Butcher choose to enter the desert and force Zhao Mai to carry out rescue.

The will of this world is really as annoying as a spring plus brown candy, and it also lacks moral integrity. Zhao Mai finally understood.