Chapter 242: You better not return to the desert

Chapter 242: You better not return to the desert

TL: It's been hard sparing some time to translatee. Sorry!! But I'll still do my best to upload daily

Robb lifted the Sphinx up like a broken sack, over and over, violently to the ground.

Every time it fell, the Sphinx let out a mournful roar.

It waved its huge claws and tried to attack Robb, but it could not hit him, because the lion's feet were not flexible and could not bend to all angles like a humans hand can, and his claws could only wave in front of him, not even in his flank.

As a result, Robb carried the big meat on his back and threw it over and over again, making it dizzy.

The ground suffered badly whenever the Sphinx was thrown to the ground like this. Once the Sphinx was thrown to the ground, it would make a huge pit as long as sixty yards. After the sudden falls, all the nearby areas were smashed to pieces.

Seeing the giant versus the giant in front of them, the audience on both sides could not help but raise a few words in their hearts Fight of the immortals.

Dear mother, when immortals fight, they don't spill blood on mortals.

The army of the desert kingdom could not help but retreat a few hundred yards.

Baron Nuolun lifted the chair under his a** with his hands, and moved back a little bit in an elegant and gentlemanly manner. It was not easy to be a gentleman, even to retreat so concealed so as not to show his timidity.

After a long time, the wrestling was finally over.

The sand slowly settled.

And the picture that appeared in front of the crowd showed that Robb was still standing, but the Sphinx had been thrown to the ground and could not get up anymore.

People from the Desert Kingdom: ""

Baron Nuolun said, I knew this would happen.

Motra and the leader of the assassins looked at each other miserably.

Suofa sighed and bowed her head.

Robb put one foot on the Sphinx's back, clapped his hands and said, "Wow, it's hard to make a two-thousand-ton monster to fall. My arms are a little sore."

Even the guardian beast of the desert was thrown to the ground like sacks. They had no need to play at all here.

The group of people abandoned their helmets and armor and fled without hesitation. The Mamluk cavalry on camels ran the fastest, running hundreds of meters in a twinkling of an eye, while the infantry did not run so fast. As they ran, they threw away their helmets, armor and machetes, and some of them who were wearing gold rings also threw them to the ground.

It's good to lighten a little weight when you run away!

In fact, Robb can catch up with them and arrest them all in a single charge, but there is no need for this. The load capacity of Westwind Town has reached its limit, and it is necessary to digest the existing residents and reform-through-labor criminals and stabilize the economy and culture of the whole town before it can further increase the population.

Moreover, only the general population can only be increased, and no more reform-through-labor criminals.

So Robb made a symbolic chase to drive them away. He ran forward, his eyes suddenly glanced at the commander who was running away in the enemy clump. His eyes lit up. He took a big step, and arrested the commander.

The commander, a top soldier in the desert kingdom, couldn't even make a move on Robb as he was caught in the palm of his hand.

Robb asked with a smile, "what title do you have?"

Du Duke! The commander stammered.

"Very good!" Robb said, "you are now my prisoner. I feel like you can get me a lot of ransom... "

Commander:

Robb took another big step, stretched out his other hand and grabbed the great shaman. "what kind of title do you have?"

The great shaman said with a sad face, "Count!"

Robb was overjoyed, "You can be worth some money."

The great shaman looked at Robb holding the commander in his left hand and himself in his right hand. Robb had no third hand to catch another. He suddenly thought of something, and pointed to the great witch doctor who was running away and said, "catch that, that is a Marquis. Hes much more valuable than this count. It would be better for you to put me down and free a hand to catch him. "

Damn, you betrayed your companion to escape. Robb said, "I will not arrest him, I will arrest you, even if you are not so valuable, I think it is better to arrest you."

Great shaman: