There are no trees and few rocks in the desert, and the convoy can only use carriages to block the wind and sand.

The soldiers put on their own armor again, without the protection of hard iron sheets, and the sand alone could make everyone's skin bloom.

Because the firewood is scarce and the temperature is extremely low, the bonfire is not lit, but a few torches are set up around the carriage for lighting.

The soldiers ate the dry food they carried with them and swallowed it in one gulp.

The nobles are better than them, including jerky meat, fruits, etc., and there is no shortage of them for the time being.

After dinner, the soldiers began to take turns to stand guard. The experienced soldiers buried themselves under the sand, revealing only half of their bodies.

Not long after it got dark, the temperature dropped sharply, and only the sand still retained a certain temperature. This is one of the few soldiers' ways to keep warm.

Of course, Locke didn't have to lie in the sand to make do with it. As soon as Rom Knight left, Angelina was the biggest in the team. Just by identity, Locke ranked third, and there was no need to hide it. Angelina had already said hello in advance and asked him to pass by during the day.

Lying comfortably in the princess carriage, the fur of some precious animal was covered with the skin of a precious animal, which was very soft.

Angelina was having dinner, and she brought cherries when she left the country and picked blueberries when she passed by the Melmos jungle. It was the princess's staple food.

Angelina's snow-white skin has been tanned a little by the scorching sun these days. According to her words, eating more fruits is good for her skin.

Locke didn't know if it was true. He always brought some back for Leah, Grace and others every time he came. Of course, the explanation for Angelina was to take it back and taste it himself.

Whether Angelina believes it or not, Locke believes it anyway.

"How long will it take for such a bitter life?" Angelina held a cherry hand in her slender fingers. The red cherry was held in her mouth by her tender tongue, and most of Locke's attention was in Angelina's mouth.

Seeing Locke look stupid, Angelina laughed and patted him, then Locke came to her senses.

"Ah, we have just walked one-third of the journey, and it will probably take half a month to go out." Rock said.

"It will take half a month." Angelina lamented.

Angelina couldn't stand it just a week after entering the Ritucson Desert. The little girl Christine didn't complain. Rock felt that the days in the Bering Mountains were more difficult than this time. Angelina was much stronger than now.

The sky was getting darker and darker, and the yellow sand and dust in the sky were replaced by the night. In the carriage, Rock's ears were filled with the sound of sand blowing on the car window.

"I'll go out and take a look!" Locke got up and tidied up his armor. He was the deputy captain of the team. It was necessary to inspect the camp at night. The wind and sand outside were a bit evil, so he needed to go out and take a look.

"Yeah, go." Angelina put down the cherry that had not been eaten yet, took out her thick magic book and looked again.

Locke got out of the princess carriage in neat clothes and called on several soldiers stationed beside him to go with him.

"Where is the Knight Bend?" Locke asked the soldiers. Bend was his adjutant, and usually he ordered the entire team of soldiers through Bend.

"Lord Bend is discussing the guards tonight with the leader of the Imperial Guards on the periphery of the carriage." said a leading officer among the soldiers.

"Yeah." Locke nodded and led them to find Bend.

On the periphery of the carriage, Bend talked to a man wearing iron armor, "Sir Aslan, there seems to be something wrong with the wind and sand tonight."

"Yeah, it's really abnormal." The man with iron armor looked solemn. He was Aslan, the commander of the imperial guards who escorted the princess, and a high-level attendant-level strongman.

"I hope you can get the soldiers to be fully motivated and ensure that there will be no mistakes tonight," Bend said.

"No problem!" Aslan nodded and replied.

Bend is just a noble knight, and his title and strength are far inferior to Aslan. The reason why he can command such a powerful man as Aslan is only said that he is lucky to become Locke's adjutant.

Viscount Cage, the captain of the envoy, rarely in charge of the affairs, and the deputy captain Locke was too lazy to do it himself. Many orders were issued by Bend.

If Bend had just left Flor City and learned that he had been an adjutant for a young man under 20 years old, Bend would still have any ideas, but now he has no such qualifications alone, so Bend can enjoy his whole life.

"How is the defense?" Locke's voice came from a distance.

The distance from Angelina's carriage to the outside of the convoy was less than 100 meters. In just a short distance, Locke had a very difficult journey. Countless sand hit his face under the strong wind. Fortunately, his helmet blocked a large part of it, but it also made him eat a mouthful of sand and dust.

When Locke approached, the adjutant Bend introduced, "Commander Aslan has arranged everything."

"Thank you for your hard work!" Locke stepped forward and shook hands with Aslan. Did he know that this was a real high-level attendant, and he felt that he was a little more powerful than the Will Knight.

If the Imperial Guard has a good defense, Locke will have nothing to do. The secret guard has his own captain, and they will not listen to anyone's orders except Angelina.

At night, Locke hugged the sleeping Angelina.

Because Angelina's status is noble, they have not yet reached the last step, but just snuggled tightly like a lover.

Suddenly, Locke's ears moved.

"What sound?" Locke seemed to hear a series of 'rustling, rustling...' sounds, he thought it was his illusion.

Immediately, the sound gradually became clear, as if it was the sound of some arthropod crawling.

Angelina opened her eyes, and she was awakened by the sound with a sharp mental power, not an illusion.

"I'll go out and have a look!" Locke patted Angelina's body and signaled her not to move.

When they walked out of the carriage, most of the soldiers in the camp had woken up, and people came, and the commands of the superiors were shouting.

"What's going on?" Locke grabbed a soldier passing by and asked in a voice.

The soldier recognized Locke's identity at a glance and immediately said, "I don't know much either. It seems that there are a bunch of demonized creatures gathered outside the camp."

After sending the soldier away, Locke fell into deep thought. What he saw now was half a species of Snow Crab at the lake in the Bering Mountains, and the moonlight wolf looked like before advancement.

With his current strength as a low-level attendant, plus his strong armor and sharp long sword, it is no problem to deal with two low-level monsters at the same time. He thinks that the problem is not big if he is less than five.

There are magical creatures gathered outside the camp? Holding the gap between the armor, Locke holds up his sword and walks out.

On the periphery of the carriage, the soldiers of the Imperial Guards had already set up spears and were ready to fight. Inside were members of the secret guards, who formed the second and third lines of defense in the camp, and were faintly centered on the carriage where Angelina lived.

Viscount Cage and others were standing in the center of the Imperial Guards to discuss something. As soon as Locke was about to pass, countless drops of yellow liquid suddenly sprinkled in the sky.

Under conditioned reflex, Locke waved his arm shield and blocked it. After being hit by the liquid, he made a slight "sizzling, sizzling, sizzling" sound, and a circle of not obvious dents appeared on the arm shield.

The soldiers of the Imperial Guard were all wearing iron armor. When they were touched by the yellow liquid, the "sharp, sharp" of the acid liquid corrodes the steel. Fortunately, the amount of acid liquid was not large, and only corrodes one-third of their armor, and did not cause substantial damage to the soldiers.

But some unlucky soldiers were sprinkled by acid onto their skin without armor protection. "Ah, ah~" After a painful howling, the skin that was sprinkled was bumpy and covered with blood spots.

"Be careful, don't be splashed by this acid liquid!" All the captains yelled at their men.

Because the guards were blocking the front line, they used their strong armor to block the first wave of acid and protected countless secret guards behind them, wearing only leather armor.

Another wave of yellow acid came from the air.

"Rise the shield! Raise the shield!" Several captains with good eyes and quick reaction shouted.

The commander's order quickly awakened the soldiers of the Imperial Guard. Nearly a hundred Imperial Guard soldiers raised the giant shield beside them at the same time. These giant shields made by famous blacksmiths in the eastern Tyr province of Fostan were like a solid barrier, blocking the subsequent spray of most acids.

"What is this?" Locke used his arm shield to protect his head, and quickly ran to the place where Viscount Cage and others were standing.

"The acid of the sams!" Next to Viscount Cage, a magician replied for him-
Chapter completed!