Chapter 1825 (2/2)

Against the strong wind of the desert, a leader of the magic sand clan, who seemed to lead the team, shook his sharp weapon and scolded.

”Captain, what's the matter? Why does our huncang branch suddenly start martial law during this period of time, and no one is allowed to go out?”

A soldier of the magic sand clan flashed his eyes in the open desert and asked in some doubt. He has been on several shifts. In the past, he used to patrol two shifts in the morning, noon and evening of one day at most. During this period, he was patrolling five shifts every day.

Hearing the soldier's question, a dozen soldiers nearby were also confused and turned their eyes to the captain who led the team.

Obviously, their status is not very high. They don't know what some leaders above mean. They only know to act according to orders.

”Hum, what's the matter? It scares you to death.”

”It's been several months. None of the soldiers sent by our branch have come back. This has never happened before.”

Because he was the captain, he always knew more information than these soldiers, and he also loved to show off in front of them.

After that, he looked at the soldiers with the same incredible eyes. After a pause, he continued to say proudly.

”Moreover, according to the above information, it seems that the lingcang branch nearest to us can't be contacted now...” the leader snorted with a slightly gloomy face.

Hearing the speech, the faces of the soldiers of the surrounding magic sand clan suddenly changed. The soldiers sent out didn't come back. Maybe they were delayed by something temporarily, but they couldn't contact lingcang tribe. How could this be possible?

You know, although each tribe does not interfere with each other and has little contact with each other, there are ten cosmic masters and nine section generals in each division. How can we say that we can't contact each other.

”So, this is the martial law period, and we are protecting you. And I also got the news that the leader of our branch, general Cang Sheh sent to lingcang branch, has not returned yet.”

All the soldiers around know the terrorist strength of general Cang Sheh. He is the second person except the leader. Even he has no return, which is a little unreasonable.

”Also, our leader has gone to the headquarters to find the patriarch. If it's the fastest, it must be three days later.”

When talking about the clan leader, there was a maniac like piety on the face of the leader of the magic sand clan, as if that was the God in his heart.

”As long as our leader can get to the headquarters safely, the patriarch will have a way to solve these problems.

”When the clan leader gathers all the strong people in our clan, no matter what race invades, they will have no return and regret provoking our magic sand clan.”

”At that time, we won't need martial law here. You all work harder and stick to it for a few more days.”

The leader smiled helplessly, raised his head, looked at the empty desert ahead, scanned carefully again, waved and shouted.