Apocalyptic Dark Age

The eight hundred cavalrymen walked out of the station one after another, causing the crowds to make a lot of noise. The desolate people who were whispering to each other exchanged their opinions. Even the desolate people with a little bit of vision could see that something was wrong. This was the formation of the desolate warriors going out for the expedition. It was low-pitched, Depressing, powerful, and mighty, one can feel the thick murderous aura and suffocation surrounding the team from a distance.

This is an uncompromising posture, a posture that is willing to fight to the death rather than live in humble existence. This is a posture of a barren man who is willing to use blood to exaggerate his life for the sake of dignity. The eight hundred cavalry stepped out with the momentum of the steel army, making everyone watch. The arriving wilderness people all had different perceptions. Since the failure of the Southern Expedition, how long had it been since we saw such a wilderness warrior?

The battle formation of thousands of cavalrymen was full of boundless fighting spirit, which shocked the tribal leaders who were waiting to eat them. The vicissitudes of horns sounded continuously on the cliff, which was an alarm of encountering a powerful enemy. Countless faces were painted Desert warriors with white skulls appeared on the cliff to guard against the cavalry attack.

In the eyes of countless desolate people, the Blood Sea Alliance was ridiculous to the extreme. A team of less than a thousand people actually made the 100,000-strong Blood Sea Alliance nervous to such an extent, but no one laughed. Look at the desolate warriors guarding the market. The fear on the face, maybe, the Cavalry can really do it?

Because of their evil intentions, the tribal leaders, under the strong posture of the cavalry, spontaneously gathered the army originally used to resist the underground army. On the steep cliff, they defended against a cavalry with almost no siege power. They placed them in the wilderness three times. In the history of hundreds of years, it can be regarded as a strange thing.

In order to cope with the underground people's attack on the Canyon of the Giants, the Blood Sea Alliance accumulated 60% of its military strength on the cliffs at the exit of the canyon. Countless rolling stones were piled on both sides of the cliffs inside the canyon, and rows of them could be seen from a distance. The trebuchets and giant crossbows, which are seven to eight meters high, although their methods are primitive, their lethality is undeniable.

It was the first time that so many armies were on full alert, making the noise on the cliff dozens of times louder than the market. The crowds of people gathered together endlessly. I didn’t know whether they were watching the fun or preparing for war. Some people thought it was bloody. The Sea Alliance is making a fuss out of a molehill, but people with a little discernment know that when the Blood Sea Alliance calculated against the Quanteng tribe's cavalry, they forgot one thing. The fact that they were able to capture such a large number of weapons and chariots meant that they defeated the underground people on the battlefield. , even the underground people can defeat it. Are we still afraid of cowards like them who want to surrender all day long?

It was precisely because they wanted to understand this that after the cavalry arranged a strict formation, they panicked. Many people regretted it. Why did they covet those petty profits and lead to a situation of death and destruction?

Most of the 100,000 troops of the Blood Sea Alliance have just woken up and are about to take their lunch boxes to the canteen to get a piece of shit food that even gerbils don't want to smell. For the desert warriors, the reason why they came here to help with defense is not Is it just to be able to eat three meals a day? As for washing your face and brushing your teeth? Don't be ridiculous, not to mention that water is so precious, even if there is countless water, will the deserted people wash away the skull totem that represents their identity?

No matter how unpalatable the food is, it is still food. No one wants to go to war before eating. Under the summons of the Blood Sea Alliance, the desert warriors complained and put down their jobs, picked up simple weapons and walked to the predetermined battlefield. But when they saw There was no underground army as imagined under the cliff, only a few hundred cavalrymen who came out of the camp. The disappointment and anger in their hearts immediately made them yell and curse. The target of the curse was naturally the leader who disturbed their meal. As for the leader's dignity, one day Does a leader who thinks about surrendering all night have any dignity?

On one side, there is murderous intent, and the queue is as neat as one person, and on the other side, there is a noisy, rabble-roused crowd. The market sandwiched in the middle suddenly becomes numb. If there is no contrast, the deserted people in the market can accept the noise of the army on the cliff. Hundreds of people Aren't all Nianhuang warriors like this? But with the comparison of cavalry, everything went wrong. Many people couldn't help but worry about the Blood Sea Alliance. At least their tribe was also a part of the Blood Sea Alliance.

A nervous atmosphere filled the exit of the Canyon of the Giants. Compared with the noisy cliffs, the cavalry who had lined up outside the station all looked at the peak in the center of the team. The peak was very uncomfortable riding on a green-scaled beast that looked like a unicorn. On the monster, there are layers of carapace on the monster's head, and a counter-moon-shaped horn extends from its forehead. Four golden pupils violently scan the surrounding black beasts that dare not approach, and snort like thunder in reluctance.

The Blue Scale Beast is a standard savage beast. It is quite the mid-level show-off in Garo. It is the most unruly and unruly. Almost no one in the wilderness can tame it. Although its attack methods are simple and barbaric, it has unimaginable combat power. Even an ordinary giant The tribe is not willing to provoke the green scale beast. The green scale beast is a guy with an arrogant nature. Even if it is raised from a young age, it will not be tamed. Kunshan once wanted to ride the majestic green scale beast to kill everyone, and he went to great lengths to get a young green scale beast. It cost an unimaginable price to feed it, but it never occurred to me that the green-scaled beast was unwilling to tame it at all. It could only be used as a war beast accompanying the army, and was released to kill at critical moments.

The manic, unruly, and untamable green-scaled beast was once the totem in the hearts of the desert warriors. In their eyes, the ferocity, unruly, and untamable nature of the green-scaled beast was a symbol of the central wilderness. Now, it is the totem in the hearts of the desert warriors in the central wilderness. But he obeyed Gao Feng obediently, which made his status among the cavalry rise again, almost surpassing the young clan leader Kunshan. In fact, Gao Feng wanted to tell them that the green-scaled beast was very obedient, and he could ride it as long as he was stronger than Xian Jun.

Compared with the riding beast, the green-scaled beast is not tall, and its body is petite but majestic. The muscles under the scales contain incomparable strength, making Gao Feng who is riding the green-scaled beast much shorter out of thin air. Even so, it does not hinder the surrounding people. The cavalry made him their center.

Kunshan rode a tall riding beast that was more than twice the size of other riding beasts and followed closely behind Gao Feng. He looked at the chaos on the cliff in the distance with disdain. His eyes moved to Gao Feng's back, and he suddenly released a strong luster of admiration. The man in front of him not only has great strength, but also has a vision that the wilderness people will never have. The most important thing is that he also has a strong warrior's heart. He does not need charity from others and plunders directly from the enemy's corpse. Is this a better word? Truly a Lion of the West.

"Okay, we've seen enough excitement. Let's set off. I hope we can be back in time for dinner..."

Gao Feng looked at the farce in the distance boredly, and lightly recognized the order to go out. His voice was not loud. Everyone in the huge team heard it clearly. Suddenly, the strict queue started like a machine and moved forward. The direction is not the Canyon of the Giants, but the direction of the underground invasion.

The place chosen by the cavalry was an endless wilderness, which was beyond everyone's expectation. In their view, this should have been the stupid persecution of the Blood Sea Alliance, which led to a tense confrontation between the two sides. In the end, it should have been the stupid tribe leader who turned against the heroic cavalry. Compromise, send a large amount of supplies, and let them continue to guard the gate of the Canyon of the Giants. Why did the script suddenly change? Are these brave cavalry going to abandon the deserter's base camp and leave?

Those on the cliff, and those under the cliff, all stared blankly at the cavalry heading towards the endless wilderness. Desolate horns sounded with solemnity among the cavalry. The next moment, the strict formation began to split, one after another. The team of a hundred people spread out in all directions like branches of a river, forming a battle line that shocked the eyes. It was also like a large invisible net, catching all the enemies in front.

"The enemy is strong, which is not a reason for us to escape. If we continue to stay here and wait for death, we are carrying the glory of our ancestors. The rise of the desert people in the wilderness is based on the blood of these brave warriors. What are you waiting for? …….”

Not everyone is a coward, Huang Ren is still bloody and brave at heart, but the continuous blows over the years have broken the back of Huang Ren. When encountering an irresistible disaster, the first thing that comes to mind is to survive. In my heart, I no longer had the courage of my ancestors to bravely open up in the barren land. Finally, a man from the desert who was nearly two meters tall with a giant ax on his back stood up and shouted loudly.

This majestic and burly Desolate Man was somewhat famous in the market, and many young Desolate Soldiers came forward to support him. At this time, someone said on the side:

"Four years ago, during the southern expedition, for the honor of our ancestors, I sent my four strongest sons, but none of them came back. During the famine three years ago, my three weakest sons also starved to death, and now only one is left. My son, who is still nursing, is now thirty-nine. I just want my only son to grow up. If I die, who can he expect? "

This was an equally burly man from the desert. His face was wrinkled by time and the wind and sand of the wilderness, and his unbuttoned clothes were covered with old scars. No one thought he was a coward. There was only despair in the eyes of the once powerful warrior. Muddy, he also has many people supporting him, they are all men with families and families.

The confrontation between the two broke the neutrality of the market. Because of the bravery of the cavalry, some people wanted to stand up and support, but more people were content to keep quiet. At this time, a young man with hair on his chin and ragged clothes was hiding aside. , secretly looking at the unsupervised walking camel beast not far away. Camel beasts are bipedal birds that travel on the ground. There are many children similar to teenagers in the market. They are all survivors who escaped from the tribe's destruction. They are not superb. Without a strong body, he is destined to become a beggar and a thief in the market. Obviously, the young man has found his ideal goal.

Seeing the opportunity, the boy rushed out from the corner like a crazy rabbit, jumped nimbly onto the bipedal chocobo, and used his legs to force the chocobo to rush wildly outside the market, immediately arousing angry roars. , many people were knocked away by the chocobo, and more people chased from behind, wanting to cut the thief into pieces. The young man used the chocobo to have unimaginable flexibility, bypassing the guardians who came to stop him. , seizing the opportunity from time to time to grab food and water bags from the stalls along the way, and finally picked up a sharp bone spear lined up on the shelf.

The young man's crazy behavior disrupted the quarrel between the two parties. Someone screamed heartbreakingly that it was his chocobo. The strong man who had shouted earlier was irritated and grabbed a throwing gun and was about to shoot the young man, but was stopped. The middle-aged and elderly man who was arguing with him grabbed his arm.

"Didn't you see the direction he was charging in? He went to kill the enemy. Apart from weapons, all he robbed was water and food. No valuables were touched..."