This was Kubazi's first time dealing with the Desert Gold Group. He had never seen them before and had only heard of them recently.

Looking at the small group of people approaching slowly in front of me, about seven or eight people, the leader is a man and a woman, and all of them are wearing a golden mask that can't see their faces to cover up.

Kubaqi didn't understand what this meant. Without even showing his face, was this considered a conversation?

However, now trapped in the desert, the Revolutionary Army had no extra food supplies. They had two options: to return or to continue as planned. However, returning would mean breaking off cooperation with the Borg. The Borg would not tolerate the Revolutionary Army, and reconciliation with the Empire would be impossible. Returning would drag the Revolutionary Army into the abyss. So, they had no choice but to move forward.

A brief thought made Kubachi understand his current position. No matter what the attitude of the Golden Group was, he would cooperate with them.

"Hello, friend who has come from afar." Kubazi didn't know how to address the other person, but he felt that at least the word "friend" would be more appropriate.

"Captain Kubachi?"

It was the woman under the mask who spoke first, and because of the golden mask, her voice was even deeper.

"Yes, I am Kubaqi, the commander of the Northern Revolutionary Army."

Kubachi and Farah both introduced themselves. The Desert Golden Group was an organization introduced by the Borg and the two sides had no intersection before.

"I'm glad it's you. We came here to confirm. If possible, we don't want to waste time. The Golden Group will accompany you to attack the enemy's territory. The previously agreed combat time is half a month. We will fight with you for half a month. During this period, you don't need to provide food and supplies, but in special circumstances, we may need to cooperate together." The woman continued.

It was said that the women of Adak were sexy, charming, and good at singing and dancing. While women in southern Adak were sturdy, women in many northern regions were tall and voluptuous, and managed to maintain a slim figure for most of their lives. Many nobles in the Zambutar nation often purchased Adak women from human traffickers as their lovers.

Although the woman in front of him was also plump and slim, Kubaqi was very unhappy with what she had just said.

At least he has the rank of Level 9 Orderer.

Whether in the revolutionary army or in any other country's team, it is a high-level combat capability!

"Half a month? Are you going to retreat if you haven't defeated the enemy in half a month? Or are you going to prepare to increase the battle?" Kubazi retorted angrily. He had never seen such war mercenaries. Since they had agreed to help fight, they had to set a time limit.

"Captain Kubaqi, don't get excited. We are also considering the interests of the team. The time limit is to reduce losses. But don't worry, we will become your best fighting force within half a month." As if she was used to similar situations, the woman did not show any change in emotion when she replied.

"most?"

Kubaqi looked at the other person with some contempt.

female"

She was only barely as tall as his chest, and her limbs did seem to have some muscles, but in the eyes of men, these muscles were nothing special, far less attractive than the two majestic figures on her chest. There were two curved crescent-shaped sickles on her waist, and a raised device on her right arm, which looked like a boxing glove or something.

"I'm afraid that by then you will be the team that needs the most protection."

"Don't worry about this, Captain Kubaqi. We won't be a burden as long as you don't turn against us halfway." The flat tone made it even more unbearable.

"What do you mean?!!"

"Just explaining the situation. I think a lot of things should be discussed in advance."

"Then I'd like to ask, how many people are coming from your Golden Group this time?"

Under the persuasion of Farah beside him, Kubachi has suppressed his dissatisfaction well.

After all, the current situation is not friendly to the Revolutionary Army, and the Golden Group is an important component of the force.

"5,000 people."

"5,000? Are you kidding? The enemy's garrison has nearly 20,000 men, and we still have to capture the city, so numbers are crucial."

I thought the other side would come with at least 10,000 people, plus the revolutionary army would also have a force of nearly 10,000 people. Even if the Oro City garrison had the city walls for defense, they could still win with their higher combat effectiveness, because they would have to suppress the citizens and possible thugs later.

The more troops the enemy sends, the more soldiers you can save.

"Just one city is enough."

"I want to remind our friends in the Golden Group that the cities of the Bashalan Empire are not made of loess like those in the desert kingdom. They are real stone walls, and they also have cannons!" Kubazi now gradually feels that the Golden Group may not be as powerful as imagined.

"It doesn't matter. We have enough fighting power." The other party still replied calmly.

This attitude completely enraged Kubachi.

"That's good. To prove whether the Golden Group has the fighting power you say it has, I also want to test your fighting power. As a member of the Order 9, I should be able to..."

Before he could finish his words, Kubaqi suddenly felt something pressing against his back.

When he looked up again, the woman in front of him had disappeared.

All the revolutionary army members around drew their swords at the same time, and the Golden Group on the other side also drew their weapons.

So fast!

Kubaqi opened his eyes wide, and in just a moment he arrived behind him.

"Don't move!"

“Don’t move!!”

"Atakris, that's enough. They are our employers, and the Golden Group does not allow pointing knives at employers." The burly man who had been standing behind finally spoke.

Kubaqi felt the knife behind him slowly move away

"A higher level Orderer doesn't necessarily mean he's stronger. Combat skills are equally important." The woman walked around the front, her curvy figure swaying as she retracted the moon sickle in her hand.

"Also, Captain Kubazi might not be well-informed. Our enemy has already built tall fortifications on the border. It seems the Count has realized we will attack."

Atakris turned and looked at Kubachi and said.

A part of the mask slowly opened, revealing a head of white hair.

"Another point is that the walls of the Adak region aren't entirely made of sand, and we've also sent some people to test the so-called Bashalandi's power!"

Inside the camp, Sean got up from the table where he had taken a nap.

At this moment, Karyana and several other witches were taking a nap on the chairs nearby because the tent was warm.

Sean's awakening also woke up the others from their drowsiness.

"What's wrong?"

Looking around, it was still the familiar tent, not the Gobi Desert.

"Kalyana, have someone set up a defense! The enemy is coming and will soon enter our defense line, perhaps tonight."