The dark clouds blocked the last light of dusk, and the desert began to suppress and darken.

"Hmph!" Cha Yue and others snorted coldly, drew out scimitars, with fierce eyes and no fear at all, intending to fight.

Zhou Jian quickly glanced around. Judging from this, Xu Tuo's plan was definitely not that simple. He must have other arrangements, but there were endless deserts around him, and there were indeed no ambush.

So what about Xutuo’s subordinates?

Could it be that he is so confident that he can win by 3,000 or 3,000?

Suddenly, his eyes widened and a light of inspiration appeared: "Do they still want to attack the dunes?"

Upon hearing this, Master Ku and others all changed their faces slightly. The defense of the sand dune is extremely empty now, and Zhou Jian is not here.

"Your Majesty, what should I do? We have to rush back immediately!" someone said.

Zhou Jian shook his head with a wise look: "No, Xu Tuo is a cautious person. He didn't know that more than 40,000 people had already attacked the Silk Road. He must have wanted to kill me and attack the sand dunes again."

"So we must take this battle and we cannot lose!"

"When is it now? Have Gu Hu and the others attacked?" The more nervous he was, the clearer his mind became.

Master Ku quickly glanced at the dark clouds in the sky: "Your Majesty, it should have begun. The moment the sunset is coming."

Upon hearing this, before Zhou Jian could speak, Xu Tuo on the opposite side used up his patience and his eyes sank: "If you don't kneel down, then go to die!"

"Attack, kill them, and capture this person alive!"

He stood on a high place, waved his hand and was full of energy.

Suddenly, the trumpet of Sanqian vegetarian food and chanting Buddha's name instantly turned into an extraordinary armed organization, took out a scimitar, and launched an attack on the Sanqian Guards.

"kill!!"

The shouts of killing penetrated the sky, dispersing the dark clouds, deafening.

"Come on!"

"I want to see if Dunhuang's trumpet can have three heads and six arms!" Zhou Jian snorted coldly and lifted a knife on the ground. After all, there is no way to retreat at the moment, so it is better to fight.

He speculated that as long as he was undefeated, the dunes would not be in danger.

If he loses himself, the sand dunes will be attacked on a large scale, which will affect the sneak attacks on the Silk Road, so he must fight too!

It was only thirty meters away, and the men and horses from both sides instantly collided.

Bang bang bang bang!

A loud noise was made, accompanied by the collision of swords and roars.

"Sir, kill, kill, kill!"

"Kill all these slaves and let our family destroy the evil monks in Dunhuang!"

"Kill!"

Puff!

The three thousand people led by Cha Yue were composed of the Kurds and Nurha people. They were considered vanguards in resisting Dunhuang and had a deep feud with Dunhuang.

So they fought hard one by one, desperately fighting. When they met for the first time, they crushed over with absolute strength. The shield was like a chariot, knocking the enemy back one meter.

But the advantage was only a moment when I hit me. Then, the three thousand speakers were broken into pieces and fought in scattered battles. They were between armed organizations and masters, with strong personal abilities, high combat power in a single combat, and endless means, with poison and darts all used.

The guards composed of three thousand Hu people were dragged into the quagmire by these strange trumpets.

"ah!"

"My eyes!"
Chapter completed!