The waiting time was not long for Mond and others.

They continued to loot other caravans of the Blood Knife Merchant Corps, while spending more time training cavalry formations.

Mond knows very well that a team with a well-organized formation and orderly training can definitely exert a huge lethality that is twice or even several times that of the team itself.

And in the case of limited fighters, this is the fastest way to improve combat effectiveness.

Moreover, in the battle of blood and fire, in the battle of life and death, and the battlefield at every turn, the effect of training can be consolidated and improved at the fastest speed.

All the warriors, the breath is becoming deeper and stronger.

Barbarians, werewolves, and barbarians are the best soldiers.

These belligerent, ferocious warriors, under the forging of Mond, quickly turned into the sharpest swords in his hands.

On the blood-soaked land, galloping back and forth, looking at him.

In just half a month, more than a dozen or so blood knife merchants were wiped out by Mond.

This is the result of spending a lot of time and training.

If there is no military training, this number will more than double.

These days, in Xinghai Oasis, in the buildings near the headquarters of the Blood Knife Merchant Group, people of all ethnic groups here can hear the angry roars coming from the Blood Knife headquarters every day.

As well as the divine aura and anger that soared into the sky.

These people of all ethnic groups naturally know why.

Even many forces that do not deal with the Blood Knife Business Group have specially sent messengers to inquire about the news while watching the excitement around.

Finally, the tormented executives of the Blood Knife Caravan waited for the news of the return of the bait caravan.

Of course, they also received an amazing profit this time.

It has already achieved twelve times the profit.

This made the senior members of the Blood Knife Merchant Group hesitate.

However, after thinking of being able to get rid of Mond's troubles permanently, he became ruthless.

On this day, the sky was fine.

The roaring wind and the yellow sand on the wasteland seemed to sense the coming strong murderous intent and calmed down.

On the looming main commercial road, a long caravan, with hundreds of carriages and countless camels, slowly drove over.

The more than 1,000 guards in the caravan had expressions on their faces that were both vigilant and excited.

When they set off, they received the above notification, knowing that this time on the road of business, there will be a great possibility of encountering an attack.

However, the long-awaited raid made them not dare to relax their vigilance at all.

Now, the end is at hand.

Thinking of the twelve times the profit of the business this time, and the dividends they will be able to get, there is a touch of excitement on their faces.

Many guards are thinking in their minds, what should they do after receiving such a large amount of dividends.

Those who have families are already thinking about adding something to their home.

If you don't have a family, you will think about how you can be chic at that time.

Of course, all the guards still remember what the leaders said before.

There will be people looting the carriage.

Soon, a turbulent wave of magic, like a tsunami wave, spread over the head of the caravan in an instant.

The khaki earth lizard that the guards sat down shivered under the terrifying magic fluctuation that enveloped everyone in the caravan.

The guards looked at the sky in shock.

It feels like a magma is boiling in the sky, and it rises rapidly in everyone's heart.

In everyone's eyes, there is a gloomy look.

The leader of the caravan is a middle-aged gnoll man with gray beard and hair.

Among the gnolls, he is very qualified and very stable in his work.

In almost all the branches of the Blood Knife Merchant Group and the headquarters, they can speak and eat well.

Gnoll's irritable temperament seems to be invisible in him.

Therefore, he was also assigned to lead this operation.

It involves such a big interest, as well as the elite soldiers under the command of so many branch bosses.

The choice of Abbott is also a result affirmed by all parties.

At this time, Abbott saw the magic clouds that were constantly spreading in the sky, and his eyes were very gloomy.

Such a powerful magic cloud is obviously prepared to attack for a long time.

Abbott did not let his guard down along the way.

Or that he deliberately told the guards who were exposed outside not to let their guard down.

But the people in the real carriage were always on standby.

In this situation of looseness on the outside and tightness on the inside, Abbott also hopes to hook out those real attackers.

But what Abbott didn't expect was that the attacker was so calm.

And in the most appropriate place, the heaviest blow was made.

If this magic trick falls successfully, it will hit the entire caravan.

Then all the guards on the periphery will suffer heavy casualties, and this time, the profits worth twelve times will all be wasted.

However, if you want to block this magic attack.

Then it is bound to expose the soldiers in the carriage, so that all the ambush will become meaningless.

In his mind, Albert weighed the moment of effort, and he had the answer.

He gathered his divine power into his throat and roared vigorously, "Open the carriage!"

"Expand the magic barrier!"

"Protect all cargo!"

"Yes, my lord!"

All the guards on the carriage rushed out.

They unfolded the wide magic carriage carriage, firmly guarding all the goods and profits.

Of course, their stature was also exposed.

On the distant hills of the wasteland, I looked at the more than 2,600 elite gnoll warriors exposed from the carriage.

There was a cold smile on the corner of Mond's mouth.

There was a very cold look in his eyes, brewing and boiling.

Norman beside him, the magic light in his hand flickered constantly.

The tides of colorful elements surged around his body.

And the magic in his hand, as the singing continues and prolongs, the power seems to be constantly surging, like an active volcano that is about to erupt, getting stronger and stronger.

Finally, after reaching a peak, Norman let out a long sigh and asked Mond, "Sir, there is indeed an ambush!"

"More than 2,600 gnoll warriors rushed out of the carriage!"

"Are we still launching this attack?"

Mond's eyes turned deep and cold.

Ye Fan in the Soul Sorrow Demon Sword was also very solemn when he saw the blood knife merchant group caravan in the distance and these newly emerged warriors.

Wonder what decision Mond will make?

Ye Fan was also curious.