Chapter 151

Until the end of the battle, according to the statistics of the wounded, more than 30 soldiers were cut and corroded to varying degrees, and 17 died.

Most of them died of the sharp claws of sand beetles. Although their acid is also terrible, they are fortunately blocked by the soldiers' strong armor and giant shield.

The man who counted the number of injuries was a young man of the guards, red and swollen, who reported the number of casualties to Aslan and Locke.

Half of the dead soldiers were from the forbidden guards and half from the dark guards.

The former is because they are in the front line of the attack tide of the sand beetle, and the latter is because the dark guards wearing only Leather Armor are stained with a large piece of flesh in the face of the acid sprayed by the sand beetle.

Commander Aslan led the soldiers to clean the battlefield and cremate the bodies of the soldiers who had just died. They have the responsibility to take these "dead" soldiers home in the future.

Later, Angelina also got out of the carriage and paid tribute to the soldiers who had just experienced the hard battle, but soon, she was invited back to the carriage by the stubborn dark guard captain. Although these sand dogs have been withdrawn, it is difficult to guarantee that they will be killed again.

In addition to the soldiers working, several magicians in the team were not idle. Everyone took out bottles and cans from their magic robes. Some were powder and some were green liquid. They poured it around the camp directly. The liquid immediately volatilized into gas. With the powder, a pungent smell that could not be melted filled around.

Although several magicians did not say, Locke guessed that it should be a medicine to expel demonized creatures.

The wind and sand are gradually rising around, and the big storm at night belonging to the Tucson desert is coming again. Locke has learned a lot these days.

Just as Locke was about to order the soldiers to find a place to hide from the wind and sand, several magicians found the door.

"Captain Locke." This is an old man with a thick white beard. With a long white eyebrow and a kind expression, it seems that the magician is easy to speak, and in fact it is.

"What's up, master ant?" Locke asked. The white browed magician was the only one of the six magicians in the mission who communicated more with him.

"We hope your soldiers can help us collect the shells and acid sacs of these sand eagles." Said the old magician ant.

These magicians are not subordinate to the army, but are supported by the Faustin royal family, so although their status is detached, they have no right to command the soldiers.

The sandstorm is coming, and a strong hurricane visible to the naked eye is approaching their convoy. Locke hesitated to let the soldiers risk collecting these "useless" things for these magicians. Is it worth it.

Ant saw Locke's hesitation and said, "we can exchange silver coins, or potions." Ant frowned at Locke.

Funny old man, Locke smiled.

"All soldiers! Now they have nothing on their hands. Go and collect the remnant limbs of the sand crane!" Locke shouted, "go!"

Everyone knew that Locke was the third person in the motorcade. There was no voice of refutation. The soldiers quickly took action.

In the future, Locke won't have time for the soldiers to tell which is the shell of the sand beetle and which is the acid sac of the sand beetle. Collect them all and let these magicians classify them by themselves.

Aslan didn't raise any objection at this time, and he was busy. The blue sand bird frozen by mage Nolan was being carried back by him. It was a bug half the size of a man. Locke looked at it and was a little hairy.

Through the ice crystal, Locke could see every burr on the eight feet under the belly of the blue sand beetle. In addition, Locke was worried that he would spit it out in a while.

The moment before the sandstorm came, the soldiers collected every piece of sand fragments they could see, and then the experienced soldiers leaned against the carriage, hid in the leeward place and got into their sleeping bags.

Since entering the jutusen desert, the convoy has not set up tents, and the soldiers have distributed a sleeping bag to each.

The sandstorm tonight is a little bigger than that of the previous nights. The intensity of the sandstorm is less in the early morning of the next day.

As the sun appeared above the horizon again, the soldiers who had been buried by the wind and sand in the middle of the night came out again.

After only one night, the wheels of the three meter high carriage had completely fallen into the sand.

Early morning and evening are the best time of the day in the Tucson desert. The servants in the motorcade began to cook for the nobles, and the soldiers pushed the carriages buried under the sand back to the ground.

Locke, who didn't sleep well all night, opened the curtain and jumped out of the carriage. Of course, he didn't have to squeeze into his sleeping bag like the soldiers. There were so many carriages that he could always spare one for him.

Not only Locke didn't sleep well, I'm afraid no one in the whole team slept well last night. The sudden attack of sand dunes let them know that in addition to the bad environment, there are many creatures hiding in the dark in Tucson desert.

After talking with Aslan about the aftermath of the dead and wounded soldiers, Locke went to ant.

The ground was covered with sand again, as if it had been. Who could have thought that a thrilling battle had taken place here not long ago.

After knocking on the carriage where ante lived, Locke stood quietly waiting outside.

Old ante had just got up. Locke outside the carriage only heard a vague murmur. After a long time, ante in a nightgown opened the door of his carriage.

"Master ante is so comfortable!" Locke said with a smile. Only a few hours later, the old magician put on his nightgown and went to bed. You know, Locke, who has always been nervous, slept in armor last night.

Ant ignored Locke's ridicule, "come in!" With a wave of his hand, he got into the carriage first.

Locke then stooped in.

The carriage of the ant magician is more like a small alchemy laboratory. Many reagents that Locke can't name are placed on a wooden table in the carriage. Next to the wooden table, there is a quick thin quilt and pillow, which should be the place where ant sleeps.

"This is the reward!" Ante threw a heavy purse to Locke. Locke opened it and saw that it was all silver, about 300 pieces.

"And this!" Ante took out three light red potions from under the wooden table and handed them to Locke, "red sand potion, no!"

Locke took it and looked carefully at the potion in his hand. The name of "red sand potion" was heard by Uncle York a long time ago. It is a very popular potion among their fighting knights.

It can not only slightly increase the cultivation speed of fighting Qi, but also break out more than 30% of the strength in battle. Of course, the sequelae is not small, but it can not stop the knights from pursuing this medicine.

Master ante began to see off the guests as soon as he got the two things. As soon as Locke got out of the carriage, the sound of closing the door behind him sounded. It seems that the magician either went to sleep or did his experiment.

Finally, three hundred silver Deloitte were distributed to the soldiers by Locke. Although the treatment of the forbidden guard and the dark guard was good, the salary of five silver Deloitte a month was the top. Although the unexpected wealth was not much, no one refused.

Red sand potion, Locke gave several small captains he often greeted. These small captains have high and low strength, ranging from medium-level attendants to low-level attendants. They have been with Locke for so long, and Locke can't treat them badly.

As for how they allocate it, it's none of Locke's business.

He had known for a long time that the red sand medicine had great sequelae. In addition to causing a short period of weakness to the user, it would also cause some irreparable damage to the body. Locke would take the medicine in the future, and he would certainly choose the medicine with no or small side effects. The red sand medicine was not in his consideration.

After a tour, Locke returned to Angelina's carriage.

Angelina is playing with her unborn pet.

Dozens of purple scales are placed around a blue gray giant egg, which is one meter high and shining with a faint light.

Angelina put her ear on the egg and said excitedly to Locke, "My Demon pet is talking to me!"

Locke was speechless. "This is still an egg. How can I talk to you?"

"This is the magician's unique spiritual communication, you don't understand!" Angelina rolled her eyes.

Locke put his hand on the wall of the giant egg, and bursts of powerful beats came from the giant egg. Locke believed that the scorpion dragon might hatch.

"How long will it take?" Asked Locke.

"About two months." Angelina signed a spiritual contract with her magic pet, which can roughly estimate the date of breaking the shell.