Rebirth of the Viking King

Chapter 550 8.68 Night Battle (2)

Chapter 550 68 Night Battle (2)

When the last ray of light on the horizon faded and the entire city fell into darkness, the first wave of attacks launched by the ancient god believers came.

It was a mass of thick yellow sand that suddenly rose from the flat ground.

The Hash Caravan had traveled in the Black Desert for more than 30 years. To be frank, they had witnessed all the battles that had taken place on this land.

Thirty years ago, the desert outside Memphis was not only full of sand bandits from the Mediterranean, but also a lot of free people.

Old Hash had seen the yellow sand puppets controlled by the Styx priests. After suffering several losses, he also summed up his own experience on how to fight against this elemental creature.

First, we must find their traces in time!

The ability of the Styx priests will be greatly enhanced at night. The very important reason is that the yellow sand that silently approaches at night is extremely difficult to be discovered.

When he noticed it, the yellow sand mummy had already condensed into a human shape next to him. This creature is invulnerable to swords and guns. No matter what weapon hits it, only a wisp of yellow sand will flow out.

As long as they are in the desert, they can use the floating yellow sand around them to fill their bodies at any time.

It is impossible to completely get rid of them by treating mortals.

For these reasons, Sah first lit up the streets around the hotel so that the caravan could know their arrival in advance before the yellow sand mummies approached.

Secondly, he ordered all members of the caravan to close the doors and windows, plug the door cracks with linen, and prevent any wisp of yellow sand from flowing through the cracks.

"My guess is right! It was these high-level priests of the Temple of Anubis who lured us into the city and ambushed us here!"

"Ah?!

How could this happen?!"

"We are traveling merchants, they need the goods in our hands, what's the point of ambushing us?!"

The Hash caravan can clearly see the brown sand rolling on the street like a living being. In the sand, several figures wrapped in bandages can be seen looming.

That is the yellow sand mummy controlled by the Styx priest.

"Don't panic!" Sah roared, immediately suppressing the buzzing conversation in the lobby of the hotel.

"Don't panic, as long as you understand your opponents, they are not scary!"

I need you to put down your swords! It is useless to use weapons against mortals to deal with elemental creatures.

The front team picked up torches and fire pots, and the back team raised water guns! "

Execute the fourth plan!"

The room returned to silence. Sah stood at the front holding a huge torch. Behind him, 8 of the strongest horsemen formed a battle formation of 4 in front and 4 in the back.

The scale of Fayoum Hotel is not large, so the lobby of the hotel is not an open space. Squeezing everyone into a rather narrow space is not only not conducive to the use of fire, but may also lose more people.

In the 7 years of fighting with the descendants of the Turks, the cavalry regiment led by Sah experienced quite a few wars. Even if he has been retired for a long time, the combat instinct accumulated from fighting on the battlefield for half a lifetime will not be small.

Sah knew that simply blocking the gap would only prevent the sneak attack of the yellow sand mummies, and would not stop their strong attack.

Accompanied by two crisp glass sounds, several hard boulders smashed the glass, and the yellow sand that kept rolling and surging outside the window finally poured into the house.

"Fire pot hand, throw it for me!"

Sah roared and gave up half a body. I saw the four workers behind him lighting a black pottery pot in their hands and throwing it out of the broken window with all their strength.

The heavy pottery pot did not fly too far. After falling to the ground and breaking, the flames immediately ignited the kerosene in the pottery pot, and the flames ignited the dry wood buried outside the hotel.

A sky-high wall of fire immediately rose outside the hotel.

This was just the first step.

The workers who threw the fire pots immediately retreated after completing the tactical action. The second echelon following closely behind them took out a few bottles of magic essence emitting this dim fluorescent green from their arms and threw them through the window onto the fire wall.

This is the "evil fire magic essence" that the Hash Horse Gang just bought from the Scorpion Tribe.

Thousands of years ago, the poison masters under the "Poison Master Path" of the Scorpion Temple had discovered that using scorpion venom, sulfur, kerosene and meteorite iron, a high-energy magic essence emitting green flames could be configured.

This magic essence is similar to the gunpowder commonly used by the Tang people, but the magic essence in liquid state is more violent and powerful.

After being thrown into the flame, the violent spiritual energy in the magic essence can be integrated into the flame, turning the flame into emerald green evil fire.

Even gold, jade and stone can hardly survive in this kind of flame.

After ordinary horse caravan merchants enter the Langte Oasis, most of them will exchange their goods for medicinal materials that can cure mortal diseases.

No merchant will choose to buy the unstable evil fire magic essence.

If this thing explodes due to collisions and burns a truckload of goods directly, it will be the most tragic tragedy in the world.

But this time, the faint sense of crisis like a thorn in the back has never gone away.

With the extremely abundant goods, Old Hash bought all the evil fire spirits in Akhenaten's shop.

In case of a battle against monsters or even against the outer gods during the subsequent journey, the power of this thing is very strong.

If everything goes well, throwing this unstable explosive directly into the desert on the return journey will only lose some goods.

The thing he lacks the least on this journey is goods.

Years of experience plus amazing intuition come into play again.

Unexpectedly, not long after entering the Mbia Oasis, the "evil fire spirit" came in handy.

"Haha, are you finally here?"

On the roof, Old Hash, wrapped in a black robe, almost merged with the darkness. He had already covered his whole body with wolf poison magic essence. The temperature of the black desert at night would drop rapidly. The loss of a large amount of body temperature plus the breath of living people covered by the magic essence made it extremely difficult for others to discover him.

Most people would lose their composure due to mental breakdown when facing sudden danger, but Old Hash was not like that. The life-and-death crisis would make his mind clear.

Even in his heart, he even felt an indescribable excitement.

Taking out a telescope from his arms, Old Hash began to carefully search all the houses nearby.

Yellow sand mummies are elemental creatures without intelligence.

They cannot move alone.

The appearance of floating yellow sand means that there must be a Styx priest hiding in the darkness controlling them within a few hundred meters around.

The defense line that Sah and the porters organized hastily could only temporarily resist the attack of the mummy. If he wanted to live to see the sun tomorrow, Old Hash had to find a way to find the Styx priest hiding in the dark.

"I know you are in the houses near me"

"Please don't worry"

"Who is whose prey? It's still unclear!"

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