Three seconds, or five seconds?
Fatima watched the heads of the desert bandits fall to the ground, showing an incredible look.
Ming Mingluo was still some distance away from the group of desert bandits. How did he make the desert bandits lose their heads almost at the same time?
This incredible scene even made Fatima suspect that the death of the desert bandits had nothing to do with Law.
The dozen or so desert bandits were killed by Law using telekinesis bullets. With only a thumbnail sized telekinesis bullet, he could break their necks and then cut off their heads.
After the death of the desert bandits, the armored bull under them still rushed to Law violently, its eyes red, revealing a tyrannical intent.
The armored bull that Law was riding was more normal. Because of its nature to avoid fighting, when it saw more than a dozen of its kind rushing over, it had the intention to retreat. If Law hadn't forcibly stopped it, it would have turned around and fled.
Although it could barely control it, it could no longer go wherever he pointed.
Law pressed hard on the back of the armored bull's neck to calm it down a little. Then he pointed at the charging armored bulls and shot more than a dozen telekinesis bullets, which drilled into their hard foreheads.
Puff puff puff …
The armored bulls were shot in the forehead and fell to the ground one by one. After a moment, they were silent.
After a few breaths of time, Law went to the battle group.
Behind him, Fatima watched as Law rode the armored bull over the corpses on the ground. Her eyes were wide open and she didn't understand what was going on.
The team of Gelo and the desert bandits were fighting in a group. The fighting strength of the two sides was similar. The only difference was the mounts under them.
The reason why the desert bandits could run unscrupulously in the desert was not that they were brave, but that they had mastered how to make the armored bulls aggressive. Therefore, they could make the gentle and timid armored bulls into qualified mounts.
The soldiers escorting the Sixth Prince were all elites, but they could only fight on foot. They were weak at the beginning of the battle. Fortunately, they were well-trained and had strong fighting ability on the sand, so they were not defeated.
The armored bulls on the Gelo side were slaughtered by the soldiers. Their bloated bodies lay on the ground and scattered outwards as a temporary sandbag formation to resist the charge of the desert bandits.
Nearly a hundred soldiers formed a circle, holding spears to meet the desert bandits who were moving around in circles, looking for an opportunity to attack. The sand was full of nearly two hundred corpses, most of which were from the Gelo side.
"Quick, kill them! Kill them! "
In the center of the circular formation, a young man in a golden silk robe was shouting under the tight protection of a dozen soldiers. He was holding an exquisite steel sword in his hand and waved it a few times to hide his trembling arm.
That almost hoarse shout was filled with fear.
A muscular middle-aged man with a thick beard stood not far from the young man, looking at the desert bandits outside the formation like a pack of wolves. A gloomy look appeared in his eyes. He had foreseen that his side would eventually be nibbled away, but even so, he could not just wait for death.
The young man was the sixth prince of Goro, and the middle-aged man was the general leading the soldiers.
The resources and treasures brought by the army were all thrown out of the battle, but the desert bandits did not even look at those resources and kept attacking them fiercely.
Do you think you can do it with ease?
The targets of the plunder were resources and treasures, but they didn't plan on keeping the people alive either. It could be said that they were cold-blooded and cruel.
The general's gaze passed through the dust and the hoarse shouts and fell on a man with a braided beard in the distance. That was the leader of the desert bandits.
Geralt sat peacefully on the armored bull, leisurely admiring the battle of the trapped beasts in front of him. Suddenly, he noticed a gaze from the center of the army. He looked up and saw that it was the general.
"Nice to meet you."
Geralt looked at the general and revealed a refreshing smile. His lips moved silently a few times, and his index and middle finger came together, tapping his forehead, and then pointing to the general, it was a handsome salute.
Seeing Geralt's reaction, the general's face darkened.
At the beginning, there were only about a hundred desert bandits, but not long after the fierce battle, two more teams came one after another, increasing the number to nearly four hundred, so that their side was completely suppressed.
"Haha!"
Some of the desert bandits would laugh wildly after killing the soldiers. On the other hand, the soldiers who were guarding the formation against the enemy were all silent.
Since the beginning of the battle, about thirty minutes had passed, and the desert bandits had only lost less than twenty people, while their own comrades had fallen nearly two hundred.
Such an exaggerated loss ratio made the soldiers feel desperate, but they still carried out their duty, thinking that if they could kill as many desert bandits as possible, they would kill as many as possible!
Law gradually approached the battle group. His arrival was immediately noticed by the desert bandits on the periphery. At this time, the desert bandits discovered that more than a dozen of their brothers who went to stop him had actually died?
Geralt looked at Cheng Yaojin who had appeared out of nowhere. His gaze suddenly turned cold and dignified. Suddenly, he whistled to his subordinates and made a hand gesture.
The desert bandits besieging the soldiers saw Geralt's order and were puzzled. To deal with one person, they had to send out a hundred brothers?
Puzzled, the desert bandits' team immediately divided into a hundred and went to meet Law.
The people of Gelo saw that the desert bandits suddenly withdrew about a hundred or so and thought that reinforcements had arrived. They were overjoyed. After all, to divide out a hundred desert bandits, it must be a large team.
However, when they took the time to take a look and saw that there was only one person, their whole heart went cold.
"Kill, kill them quickly, what are you all doing?"
The sixth prince's voice was almost hoarse. His face was full of fear and his legs kept swinging.
The soldiers could see the result, how could he not see it? If it weren't for the twenty soldiers around him who gave him a sense of security, he would have broken down and cried.
The general hoped that the sixth prince could shut up, but he couldn't do anything beyond that. Even if he was in a desperate situation, he couldn't!
"Kill!"
Not far away, a hundred desert bandits rushed side by side towards Law.
Farther away, Fatima was watching the battle with a monocular. Seeing Law single-handedly fighting against a hundred desert bandits, she couldn't help but worry.
William started a little slower than Law, and the formation created by a hundred desert bandits scared his mount so much that it was about to go on strike. Then, he saw Law jump directly off his mount and meet a hundred desert bandits on foot.
William gritted his teeth. He jumped down from his mount and followed behind the old man.
"Almost a hundred … If I rely only on telekinesis, the efficiency is too low." Law looked at the hundred desert bandits walking on the sand and said to himself in a cold voice: "Then I'll waste a little telekinesis."
Before his voice fell, a field of nearly a hundred meters in diameter quickly expanded from under his feet and included the rushing desert bandits.
The desert bandits didn't understand telekinesis and couldn't see the field formed by the telekinesis circle, but Geralt and William could see it.
The reason why he sent a hundred desert bandits to meet Law was that Geralt saw that Law was a telekinesis user. He didn't expect his men to be able to kill Law. At least, he could see Law's ability clearly.
The desert bandits stepped into the field without any vigilance. They all laughed cruelly and were ready to crush Law into meat paste.
At this moment, there were several muffled sounds like watermelons exploding in their ears.
Bang bang bang …!
Looking at the sound, the fearless desert bandits' heartbeat suddenly accelerated. They saw that the accompanying brothers seemed to have their heads crushed by an invisible hand out of thin air. Blood and skulls scattered everywhere.
Law stopped and stood in place, calmly staring at the desert bandits fifty or sixty meters away in front of him, concentrating on controlling the single point of oppression formed everywhere in the field, crushing the heads of the desert bandits one by one.
As if there was a sniper in Law's hand that didn't need to be reloaded, he quickly killed the desert bandits.
However, in five or six seconds, there were less than ten of the hundred desert bandits left. They all showed a look of horror. The fighting spirit that had been surging in their chests had long been lost.
"Run!"
The idea of running for life had just arisen and the rest of the desert bandits followed in his footsteps and died one after another.
Looking at this scene, Geralt's face became extremely unsightly, and the indifferent attitude of having victory in his grasp from before was completely destroyed.
William, who was about to come to support, stopped abruptly and stared at the Asura hell paved with blood and bones in front of him.
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