Chapter 493 8.12 The Road Is Narrow

Chapter 493 12 The road narrows

15 minutes later.

Loki gently shook off the blood on the blood axe.

The battle broke out without warning, and ended without warning. In the flying yellow sand, old Hash lay trembling on the spot.

To be honest, he didn't see much.

The only scene he saw was that Loki suddenly pulled out the axe behind him and chopped the cavalry commander in front of him into two smooth pieces with one axe.

There was no declaration of war, no conversation, and even no intention to kill!

As calm as strolling in the garden!

It was not until the fishy and salty blood spurted into the corner of his mouth that he realized that everything that happened in front of him was true!

This lawless thug actually killed a veteran who had retired honorably from the "Red Flame Army"!

However, the death of the cavalry commander was just the beginning. The axe blade that drank the blood of the monsters made a low humming sound. When the second axe was swung out, the long scarlet chain on Loki's axe handle was released.

His attack range immediately expanded to 10 meters away!

The broad axe turned a circle and swung into a scarlet full moon. All the Arab knights covered in the blood moon were ruthlessly separated.

Some were cut in half, and some were cut with their horses and legs. The dozen knights outside the encirclement were like straws cut by sickles.

They fell down neatly.

This blow made the Arab cavalry immediately discover the difference between the killing god in front of them and the great sword cultivator. The flying swords controlled by the sword cultivators were light and sharp, completely unlike the heavy broad axe he swung!

Once the 30-kilogram broad-bladed axe was swung by this big man, it would be easier to chop it on the lightly armored cavalry in black robes than to chop pork!

The thick beechwood shields in their hands could use their toughness to block the flying swords, but they were completely unable to resist the heavy blood axe.

After a row of cavalrymen fell, there was silence in the air.

At this time, the cavalry captain was dead, and the remaining knights were about to say something, but Loki didn't give them a chance to speak!

With a strong right arm, the scarlet iron chain pulled the blood axe back into his hand. When another blood moon rose, the cavalry wanted to escape, but it was too late.

The rolling yellow sand made it difficult for Old Hash and his caravan brothers to see what was happening in front of them. They could only hear sporadic screams coming continuously. Only about ten minutes had passed.

Loki was like a bloody man, dragging this struggling body.

That body belonged to the leader of this group of Arab trading companies. This was the owner of the Crescent Trading Company, a well-known large chamber of commerce in Jerusalem.

After wrapping the iron chain around his ankle, he dragged him in front of Old Hash like dragging a fat dead dog.

At this time, the frightened fat man still had a breath left.

Loki threw down the chain and reached out to break off a not-so-long grass stalk from the mud covered with yellow sand. Turning around, he raised the fragile plant root and aimed directly at his right eye.

"There is an ancient legend circulating in my hometown, saying that our God King Odin once sacrificed his left eye in order to gain knowledge!"

"From now on, I will ask you three questions. If you answer one question incorrectly or think about it for too long, I will smash your eyeball. Do you understand?!"

"Hash, you bastard!"

"I am the president of the Arab Merchants Mutual Aid Association of the Western Continent, 'Omar Iliad'. I order you here in the tone of the archbishop to restrain your subordinates!"

"Haha, I'm so sorry, the answer is wrong!"

He inserted the hard grass stalk in his hand into the eye socket of the fat president. The barbs unique to desert plants pierced deeply into the eyeball. When it was pulled out again, a bloody eyeball had been inserted into the grass stalk.

"Mr. President, you are like a fat pig. I have to remind you that you only have one eyeball left, so you only have one chance to answer wrong!"

"First question, how many carriages did you bring out this time?!"

"Four forty-five."

Loki turned around and gestured to Abdullah Sah, and the veteran immediately understood his intention.

It is very difficult to count the bodies in the wind and sand.

But by comparison, it is much easier to count the carriages that cannot be moved.

As long as the number of carriages is counted, even if there are sporadic survivors escaping from the riverbed, they will never escape from the center of this endless desert without supplies.

And if the carriage is found missing. It is easy to find the indentation along the wet river.

Driving the heavy carriage to escape, the deserters will definitely not be able to go far in a short time.

In this way, it is easy to silence them.

Seeing that Sah immediately understood his intention, Loki turned around and asked the second question.

"Is your attack on the Tang Dynasty's 'Hengcheng' caravan a premeditated action?"

Iliad covered his eyes tightly. He had been pampered all his life, and now he still wailed because of the pain.

However, when Loki approached his left eye with the dry straw, the old man immediately nodded.

"Yes! My lord, you guessed it right!"

"The news was given to me by the Chuanhuo Gang. They said that the Tang Dynasty's caravan would set off from Cairo City in the evening of August 12, so we followed them all the way and chose to act in the sandstorm."

Well, Loki nodded.

"In Memphis, are there any of your companions who plan to take over the goods of the 'Hengcheng'?!"

"Yes! It's a Tang Dynasty woman named 'Concubine Xue'!"

Hearing this, Loki sighed secretly.

What prospers must inevitably decline is a recurring objective law in human history. When monsters and monsters begin to appear one after another, it means that a country is beginning to go downhill.

This action was indeed a gangster act of "Tang people ambushing Tang people"! Thirty-five years after time travel, barbaric behavior that originally only occurred in Scandinavia actually appeared among the proud Tang people.

It has to be said that the years of civil war and the chaos from the top have seriously damaged the foundation of this country.

Even the minds of the people inevitably began to be polluted.

"Last question, what is your code name in the Vulcan Cult?"

Hearing this question, Iliad's expression changed drastically. He suddenly stretched out his arm and roared, and a ball of flame burned on the palm of his hand, and it clawed at Loki's neck like a poisonous snake.

However, Loki's fighting instinct is not comparable to that of the fat boss who has been pampered and pampered in this life.

Holding his wrist, he stretched out his foot to step on his shoulder, and his entire right arm was torn off easily.

Showing the pale bones at the end of his severed arm, he slapped him hard.

The hand bone runs through the heart.

Iliad died immediately!